When Gu Beichuan heard this, he felt relieved. It was good that he had heard about it.
"Yes, all the houses in Huainan Yipin are made of red bricks and cement. They are strong and beautiful, and bear even force. They are no worse than the houses in Tianganyuan."
"If the steward wants to know more about it, we can talk in detail."
When the steward heard this, his mind was spinning, and he was indeed a little more moved.
After all, Tiangan Garden is, to a certain extent, the symbol of Qiandu.
However, in recent years, the houses in Qian'en Garden, Fuze Garden and other places have been getting better and better, and they are catching up.
If we don't come up with something new, in a few years, Tianganyuan may not be able to maintain its transcendent status.
He had naturally heard of Huainan Yipin, or in other words, Huainan Yipin's brick house was one of the new things he was looking for.
Unfortunately, Huainan was too far away from Qiandu, so he gave up on this method after just thinking about it, and prepared to find another method.
But who would have thought that today, Gu Beichuan would arrive at his door.
Although he was moved in his heart, the steward remained calm on the surface and said: "As far as I know, Huainan Yipin seems to have been built by local merchants in Huainan. How can you two understand it when you are both merchants?"
"Hey, the manager doesn't know something. We are the Huainan merchants you call us. We did business when we first came here."
When the steward heard this, he put down all his guard and smiled happily: "That's great! Then have your craftsmen who make red bricks and cement come with you?"
"It's a long journey, so I haven't followed you, but don't worry, manager, I've kept this method in my mind, and I'll just recruit someone to teach it to me."
"To be honest, my workshop has been built and red bricks and cement will be produced soon."
"It depends on whether the steward wants to cooperate and change the appearance of the house in Tianganyuan."
"Of course I have this intention. Come on, come on. Don't stand at the door and talk. We will talk in detail inside."
When Gu Beichuan heard this, his eyes suddenly shone, and he smiled and nodded repeatedly.
Gu Beichuan entered Tiangan Garden like this, and about an hour later, the two of them finished their discussion.
To be honest, Gu Beichuan may not be able to make much from this business.
After all, you are doing business with an imperial institution like Tianganyuan, so it is good to make money.
Yes, from the conversation just now, Gu Beichuan has learned that the backer behind Tianganyuan is the royal family!
As for why the royal family contributed both money and effort to build so many mansions for court officials, including nobles, is it really a thankless task?
Of course it's not that simple.
If there is really a big incident of mass rebellion, with all these officials and nobles living together... I'm afraid they will all be in trouble.
Of course, this is limited to Gu Beichuan's speculation about Emperor Renxuan.
Whether it is correct or not has little to do with his white body.
After discussing the business, the steward gave Gu Beichuan a temporary access token.
With this card, Gu Beichuan can enter and exit Tiangan Garden freely, but he must leave before dark and is not allowed to stay overnight.
After obtaining the token, the purpose of Gu Beichuan's trip was successfully achieved.
But he didn't just leave. Instead, he led Li Dongbi around the Tiangan Garden to reconnoiter the terrain.
It seems that he is looking for Xiang Zhirou's residence.
For anyone else, trying to find someone in such a large building complex would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But the two of them were disciples of the Medicine Palace and were extremely sensitive to the taste of medicinal materials.
Before Xiang Zhirou was injured, her body was contaminated with the scent of medicine crushed by Gu Beichuan.
It's just that more than half a month has passed and the smell is getting weaker, so it takes some time.
Otherwise, with Li Dongbi's ability, he wouldn't have been dragged around by Gu Beichuan, a poor scholar.
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Deep in Tiangan Garden, in a very luxurious building.
Armored guards stood around, looking alert and alert.
Always keep your hand on the handle of the knife, waiting for any changes.
At this time, a maid wearing a light yellow dress and holding a medicine jar came over.
Under the watchful eyes of the guards, the medicine jar was opened and carefully inspected before being released.
After entering the house, he made another twists and turns until he reached an attic deep in the house and knocked on the door.
Only then did another female family member open the door with a scrutinizing gaze. After seeing the medicine jar in her hand, the vigilance in her eyes dissipated a little.
"Just give me the medicine jar. You can go back." The female family member said.
"Yes." After hearing this, the maid returned the same way.
In the attic room, the female family member held the medicine jar in her hand and looked at Xiang Zhirou, who was lying on the bed, unconscious. She frowned and murmured to herself: "Master, Master, you must wake up. Otherwise, all of us will be beheaded to apologize."
Amidst the sounds of sadness and sighs, the maid took off Xiang Zhirou's intimate clothes and applied medicine to her.
After applying the medicine, he bowed out and closed the door.
Little did she know that as soon as she left, two figures appeared in front of the door.
"What should I do?" Gu Beichuan looked at the closed door and asked.
Li Dongbi also frowned and said, "This door is difficult to open."
"But it doesn't matter. I once healed a door-thief disciple, and after he recovered, he taught me the skill of unlocking doors."
"I can try it on this door."
When Gu Beichuan heard this, he was immediately surprised, thinking that you, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who aspires to be the contemporary medicine king, actually developed such a side business.
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up, I think Miss Xiang's condition doesn't seem to be very good."
"I am a novice after all, so don't rush me." Li Dongbi said as he pulled off his hair, inserted it into the keyhole, and controlled it with his true energy.
After a while, Li Dongbi was sweating profusely, but he was proud and said: "Okay."
Hearing this, Gu Beichuan had a look of surprise on his face. He pushed hard and felt no resistance, and the door opened in response. He immediately smiled and said: "My skills are good. If I can't become a doctor in the future, I can still have some other professions."
Li Dongbi walked in the door without saying a word.
He felt that Gu Beichuan was mocking him, just tell me whether this skill is useful or not.
Gu Beichuan hurriedly followed and walked with him to Xiang Zhirou's bed.
They saw that his clothes were neat, but his lips were white and his face was like gold paper.
There were traces of blood seeping out of the shoulder blades, and it seemed that the injury was not optimistic.
When Li Dongbi saw this, he frowned and said, "You have to lift up your clothes to check the injury."
When Gu Beichuan heard this, he immediately said: "She is a young girl after all. If we do this, won't we ruin her reputation?"
"Besides, this is Princess Anyang! If the King of Zhenbei finds out, wouldn't he chop us into pieces and serve them as dinner and dinner?"
Although Gu Beichuan is a modern visitor, he also understands the importance of famous festivals to ancient women.
Although they have good intentions, it is unjustifiable for them to break into people's houses and peek at people's bodies.
When Li Dongbi heard this, he also felt that it was reasonable. Although doctors have a parental heart, and as a doctor, the distinction between men and women has long been gone in his mind, but sometimes, for the sake of the patient's reputation, taboos should still be avoided.
So he nodded and said sincerely: "Then I turn around, you move faster."
Gu Beichuan: "???"
