Nangong smiled and gestured with the two pieces of ground in front of him.
Rong Guiren looked at Nangong's actions and was very puzzled. Isn't this what he thought?
"This won't work! Miss Nangong is not an amateur. It can be seen that once this precious coneflower is planted, it is best not to move it, otherwise it will die faster than now! Miss Nangong, stop joking. "
Nangong smiled mysteriously and said lightly: "I am not the method you think of, Mr. Rong Gui. As the saying goes, if you move a tree to death, people will live if you move it. It is true that it is better not to move trees and plants at will. But I don’t mean to move the coneflower!”
Mr. Ronggui's eyes swayed back and forth between the two pieces of land.
"Then what Miss Nangong means is..."
"What I mean is, don't move the coneflowers, but move the soil!"
"Move the land?" Rong Guiren obviously didn't know that there was such a method.
"Miss Nangong, where did your statement come from?"
Even if Mr. Rong Gui believed what Miss Nangong said before, he has to ask more questions now. After all, this idea is too novel. He spent two months of Qingwen's salary to get these seeds. Not to mention that the flowering period was delayed. Even if they change the seeds, the people in Yonghe Palace really can't get two copper coins from them.
"Fertility can be transferred between soils! As long as you do not touch the land where the coneflower seeds were originally placed, but replace the soil around it, in less than a week, Ronggui, you will be able to see outstanding growth in your garden. Here comes the green bud!”
"Is it really so magical?"
Nangong nodded heavily.
"This is not a miracle, it is just a characteristic of the soil itself!"
"But..." Mr. Ronggui looked at such a large area on both sides and felt a little embarrassed. It had already taken him more than half a month to open such a flowerbed. Now he still has to change the soil without touching the seeds. The cost of time is really great. It was too big, and the weather would slowly turn cold soon. I could wait, but the coneflower buried in the dark soil couldn't wait.
Nangong could also see Rong Guiren's concerns. For people like Rong Guiren who had never done farming, these workloads were considered heavy, but for children like Nangong Gui who grew up in the land, these workloads did not matter. What kind of.
"Ronggui, you don't have to worry about these things. I understand your concerns. It is true that this method is a bit risky and requires a lot of energy. I have seen coneflower seeds. They are very small. When planting, I think Rong My lord, you didn’t pay special attention to where you were buried.”
Rong Gui felt very sad, not because she didn't trust Nangong, but because she really couldn't bear it.
Nangong did not force him, but his tone was gentle, as if persuading.
"Now I only need your consent. If Mr. Ronggui agrees to do this, I will naturally have a way!"
Mr. Ronggui thought for a long time and gritted his teeth.
"Okay! I agree to do this. I believe in your experience and character, Miss Nangong, but Miss Nangong has taken a lot of trouble!"
Nangong waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, this is the reward for taking me and my brother in."
When Ronggui heard this, he didn't think about being polite, and Qingwen's call came from behind.
“Master, Sister Nangong, it’s ready soon!”
After Rong Guiren heard this, he directly took Nangong's hand, and the two women established a profound friendship and trust in such an instant.
"Miss Nangong, stop working now and eat something. You have been physically exhausted from last night to now. According to Su Xuan, you still have to rest. Later we will discuss in detail how to take care of yourself. This precious golden coneflower.”
Both of their hands had just touched the soil that had been poured with fertilizer. They looked at each other and smiled. Then they realized that the palms of the other party were a little wet. They could grab the soil, but they would definitely not be able to eat.
"It's better..."
"It's better..."
Rong Gui and Nangong Qingyang smiled, naturally knowing what the other meant, and they both walked towards the only well in Yonghe Palace. Qingwen put the food she prepared on the table, and when she saw the two of them walking in so intimately holding hands, a smile appeared on her face, as if she had never experienced last night's tragedy.
"Master, Miss Nangong, why are you so happy!"
Mr. Ronggui smiled mysteriously.
"Nothing! Let's talk about it after dinner!"
Qingwen pursed her lips and murmured to herself: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it! I won't listen to you!"
Nangong looked at Qingwen, who was smiling pleasantly at the table, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart. Even she didn't know why.
Su Xuan returned to the Imperial Medical Office and opened the door of his room carefully, for fear of disturbing Mo Youzhu who should still be sleeping. However, when he looked closely at the bed, Mo Youzhu was no longer there, only the one who had already been there was left. The quilts were folded, and my not-so-tidy room was neatly tidied.
Su Xuan stretched out, threw himself down on the bed, and looked at the ceiling. Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he still comforted himself and said to himself: "It's okay to leave. Fortunately, I'm not here yet." What to tell me, but don’t get caught. If you give me a confession, then my position as the commander of the Jinyi Guards and the head on my neck will probably fall off at the same time. If you catch me, you will be killed! Follow Su Xuan It doesn’t matter!”
"What are you mumbling here?"
Mo Youzhu slowly walked out of the woodshed, leaned against the threshold, looked at Su Xuan with interest and asked.
Su Xuan quickly jumped up from the bed, whether he was happy or disappointed.
"So you haven't been captured yet!"
"I didn't see it. We had such a deep exchange last night. You, Su Xuan, are actually such a cold-blooded person. Do you really want me to be captured?"
Su Xuan joked unscrupulously.
"It is easy for me, Su Xuan, to show cold affection. What's more, you still have the lives of more than 20 officials in your hands. It would not be too much to capture you! Now, I, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, With your identity, it’s not just a matter of saying a word to arrest you?”
Su Xuan then took out the gold medal with the word 'jin' given to him by the empress during the morning court. Counting the gold medal with the word 'medical', Su Xuan had already received two of the four most important gold medals in the palace. It can be said that in most of the palace, Su Xuan can run amok without worrying about anyone else's thoughts, unless the empress personally orders to stop him.
"Hey, here's the commander of the Imperial Guard!"
Mo Youzhu dived down, sprinted towards Su Xuan, and the latter couldn't react in time.
