After finishing speaking, Chun Xing in the front hall of Qin Ming Dynasty said:
"Chun Xing, go to the kitchen to find Qingwan and ask her to go to the warehouse to get a ginseng and a Ganoderma lucidum."
When Chun Xing heard this, she bowed and said:
"Yes, sir."
Changsun Wuji was deeply moved when he heard Qin Ming's words.
Even if he has no medical skills, he still knows that medicinal materials that have been used for hundreds of years are extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are miraculous medicines.
Changsun Wuji asked himself, he would never give up such a century-old life-saving elixir for a person with whom he had no friendship and even had a quarrel.
Still two plants.
What made him even more confused was that he didn't even ask for a price, so Qin Ming sent someone to pick up the medicine without hesitation.
This kind of character and character made Changsun Wuji ashamed.
He knew in his heart that if it weren't for the young man in front of him, who had some ability to get close to others, he would have been killed by the assassination arranged by Chong'er on the day of the Lantern Festival.
Now he was extremely glad that he had asked his second son, eldest Sun Huan, to take the blame for eldest Sun Chong in the Qin Mansion. Otherwise, he would not have to think about those two elixirs, regardless of whether he could hire Miaoying Zhenren.
Comparing one's feelings with others, who would be willing to save someone who almost killed him?
What made Changsun Wuji even more ashamed was that he had planned the Qin Ming family's family business a few days ago.
Fortunately, it didn't happen. Otherwise, if this kid really followed Cheng Yaojin to Lanzhou, no one would be able to use the magic medicine to save his son's life.
At this moment, Changsun Wuji only felt happy.
Fortunately, there is still a chance to save everything. After Chong'er recovers, he must bring him to the house to visit him.
In addition, he also made up his mind to try his best to let Chong'er become friends with him in the future. Even if they could not become friends, they would not become enemies.
After all, although Qin Ming didn't know what happened on the Lantern Festival, His Majesty knew it clearly. Now Qin Ming was equivalent to saving Chong'er's life under His Majesty's nose.
This is a life-saving grace. Not to mention Changsun Chong, even Changsun Wuji himself can't explicitly cause trouble for Qin Ming.
Otherwise, how would His Majesty view himself and the future heirs of the eldest grandson family?
A villain who repays kindness with revenge?
Changsun Wuji's thoughts were racing, he grabbed Qin Ming's arm, his eyes turned red, and his voice trembled:
"My dear nephew, thank you very much. I will be back soon and will have someone prepare a generous gift and send it to your house."
Qin Ming thought to himself, thank you very much for the generous gift, do you think I would appreciate it?
If Li Er hadn't been here,
If not for getting rid of suspicion.
I don't care whether he lives or lives
After all, Qin Ming didn't dare to say that his arrangements yesterday were so perfect that others wouldn't notice.
Qin Ming held Changsun Wuji's arm with his backhand and looked at Changsun Wuji with extremely sincere eyes.
"Uncle Changsun, you are serious. Our two families will be engaged in coal business together in the future. What you say is too outrageous."
"What's more, my nephew is already acquainted with the eldest grandson. Now that he is seriously ill, how can he not save him even if he dies?"
Li Shimin looked at the scene in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart. On the one hand, he couldn't bear to let Changsun Wuji suffer the pain of losing his son. On the other hand, he couldn't bear to watch Qin Ming act like a fool and take out his own elixir. Save someone who almost assassinated him.
But what can he do now?
I could only sigh in my heart.
Forget it, let’s find a way to compensate this silly boy later!
After a while
Xiao Qingwan, wearing a pink skirt and ponytails, walked into the front hall carrying a cloth bag.
Xiao Qingwan first saluted Li Er, then turned around, took out two beautifully carved wooden boxes from the cloth bag, and raised them in front of Qin Ming with both hands.
"Sir, my servant has brought what you asked for."
Qin Ming stood up and took the wooden box from Xiao Qingwan's hand.
"Well, thank you for your hard work. Go ahead and do your work."
Xiao Qingwan bowed and said:
"Yes, sir."
Qin Ming took the wooden box, walked to Sun Simiao and said:
"Dean Sun, please check if there is anything wrong with this medicinal material."
Upon hearing this, Sun Simiao immediately understood, took the wooden box from Qin Ming's hand with a smile, opened it and took a look, then nodded to everyone in the room and said:
"There is nothing wrong with the medicinal materials. They are all over a hundred years old."
Changsun Wuji breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Then he stood up immediately, saluted Li Shimin and said:
"Your Majesty, Chong'er is still unconscious. I really don't dare to delay any longer, so I will take the real person back first."
Li Shimin nodded slightly.
"Go, go, I will send someone to see him later."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
After saying this, Changsun Wuji cupped his hands towards Qin Ming and said:
"My dear nephew, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will take my leave now."
Qin Ming cupped his hands and returned the greeting:
"My nephew, I'll see you and Dean Sun off."
...
At the gate of Qin Mansion,
As soon as the carriages of Changsun Wuji and Dean Sun left, Qin Ming saw Yang Zijun, dressed in red and with bun hair, walking towards the door.
Qin Ming waved to Yang Zijun, and when Yang Zijun and Mao Tu came closer, he smiled and asked:
"Zijun, why are you back so late?"
Yang Zijun stroked her hair at the temples, then said with a smile:
"After class, Maotu and I went to the fields to watch them planting rice."
Qin Ming nodded when he heard this, and while greeting the two of them to enter the house, he turned his head and asked:
"I have been busy with the cement road these two days and have not bothered to go to the paddy fields. How many days will it take for the rice seedlings to be planted?"
When Yang Zijun heard this, his face was full of smiles.
"Go back to me, sir. As of noon, all the seedlings have been planted."
Qin Ming said in surprise:
"How could it be so fast?"
After hearing this, Maotu raised his chin and said with an arrogant look:
"Of course Liu Sanlang alone can't do it so fast. Master, you don't know, in order to finish planting the rice seedlings early, my lady has found many tenants in the greenhouse to help in the paddy fields in the past two days!"
"And before each tenant transplants rice, the lady will take a note and tell them what to pay attention to when transplanting rice? Some tenants learned that my lady's notes recorded the growth process and planting techniques of rice, and they all begged my lady. , publish a similar agricultural book."
"Now this matter has spread almost everywhere in Zhuangzi. Many tenants in Zhuangzi praise my young lady for her greatness! Master, haven't you heard about it in the past two days? Master, do you also think that with my young lady's literary talent, you can write this Is it easy to get agricultural books at your fingertips?"
Yang Zijun's pretty face turned red when she heard this, fearing that she would be laughed at by Qin Ming. After all, when it came to writing a book, she thought she was incomparable to Qin Ming. There was a huge difference.
Because the "Three Character Classic", "Elementary Arithmetic" and "Intermediate Arithmetic" used by students in the academy are all written by Qin Ming alone.
So Yang Zijun quickly covered Mao Tu's mouth.
"Maotu, don't talk nonsense. I have little knowledge. How can I write a book and talk about it? If others listen to it, wouldn't it make others laugh?"
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