"The Third Young Master Luo is quite generous. Not to mention these great medicines, the tonics are worth so much. I am afraid that even the few old gentlemen in the hall and the ministers and princes in the court cannot afford them."

Yun Siqiu narrowed his eyes and praised loudly.

As the son of the Minister of Rites, he naturally has a broad vision.

The arrogant-looking old men in robes all have four pieces of withered grass clearly marked on their sleeves.

They are all famous pharmacists from the older generation of Qianjintang, and their status is quite extraordinary.

"Mr. Yun, have you forgotten that Qianjintang is definitely the top medical practice in Tianjing.

But the fields on the hills where herbs are grown, the thousands of handymen, and the cargo ships that travel between the north and the south... are all funded by Tongbao Bank.

Don’t talk about pharmacists, even alchemists..."

Mr. Zhang from Uncle Dingyuan’s family immediately jumped out to show off his knowledge.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Luo Yuzhen:

"Brother Zhang, don't talk nonsense. In the world of Jing Dynasty, only the Imperial Medical Bureau has alchemists.

In addition, even if several princes want to make offerings, they have to ask for the saint's will."

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that he knew he had said the wrong thing.

He could only smile, looking embarrassed.

Alchemists are never mentioned lightly.

It’s a kind of default taboo.

Since the Jing Dynasty, horses have been riding in rivers and lakes, tearing down mountains and cutting down temples.

The saint collects various important inheritances such as martial arts and elixir recipes from all the sects in the world.

Martial arts are put into the inner treasury and filled into the center.

The prescription was put into the imperial medical bureau, and all the miraculous doctors from all prefectures were gathered together.

Or cultivating rare medicinal herbs, or refining great elixirs day and night.

And they were awarded the imperial title of pharmacist and alchemist.

The Imperial Physician who is in charge of the Imperial Medical Bureau has the same status as the first-class imperial physician.

Under him there are second-rank court envoys, third- and fourth-rank left and right court judges, fifth- and sixth-rank internal medical officers, chief registrars, etc.

Moreover, in Jinglu, anyone who kidnaps or kills medical officers and their families will be punished according to the canonical law once they are caught and brought to justice.

No mercy, no amnesty!

Therefore, the Imperial Medical Bureau has become a prestigious institution everywhere.

Especially for an ordinary alchemist, after retiring from retirement and returning home, he is not allowed to make alchemy for private use.

A salary of one hundred taels is distributed every month to provide for living expenses.

Under such strict regulations,

Don’t talk about Luo Yuzhen,

Even those dragon sons like King Yan, King Huai and King Ning,

Who dares to worship the alchemist without permission?

That is also the most deadly sin!

It is the same as hiding armor and bows and crossbows for rebellion!

Once discovered, at least he would be imprisoned in the clan's mansion and demoted to a commoner, or at worst he would not even be able to save his life.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang was so quick to talk.

You know, the adults in the court said,

The characters who should not be offended in Tianjing City are neither Yushitai nor Heilongtai, there are others."

The son of Tongzhi, the commander-in-chief of the Zuo Army, was born with a strong back and a powerful voice, but he was a rough-and-tumble man.

Seeing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, I quickly changed the topic.

"That is, the Yushitai is upright and the Black Dragon Platform is killing.

But it can't compare with the nobleness of the alchemist of the Imperial Medical Bureau, and the arrogance of the craftsmen of Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan.

This is all thanks to the saint’s mercy and strong support.

Otherwise, how can doctors and craftsmen be on an equal footing with the first-class officials of the dynasty?

Something that has never happened before in all dynasties!”

Mr. Zhang answered.

Others agreed and praised the saint.

After this round of reconciliation, the heated atmosphere of Xiaodan Club has regained a bit.

Luo Yuzhen's slightly frowned brows immediately relaxed and said in a serious voice:

"I know that your family will not be short of elixirs and tonics. They are necessary materials for external and internal refining."

Hearing this, the group of generals glanced at Ji Yuan.

The meaning is obvious. Can you afford elixirs and tonics that cost hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver?

Some contempt and contempt can be expressed in attitude without actions or words.

Luo Yuzhen seemed to be aware of it. His eyes turned coldly and he glanced around, then said calmly:

"Of course, not everyone is like this,

There are also talented people in the world who don’t need great elixirs, just tonics to fill the foundation.

Talent alone can catch up and make a difference.

In my opinion, Brother Ji is such a talented person and deserves admiration."

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence in Liangyi Hall.

The gang of generals looked at each other with dissatisfaction in their hearts.

The same goes for Luo Yuzhen. Ji Yuan is his specially invited guest.

Yun Siqiu, Mr. Zhang and his like despise each other,

What's the difference between that and looking down on yourself?!

"The Third Young Master of Luo was joking. Young Master Yunsi Qiuyun, whose father was the Minister of Rites, had been admitted to Shangyin Academy, was well-versed in both civil and military affairs, and had passed down poetry and calligraphy to his family.

Zhang Ting and Zhang Wulang, even if we don’t mention Ding Yuanbo’s illustrious reputation,

His eldest brother has made many military exploits in Jiubian, and his second brother has become a member of the Six True Traditions. He did not hesitate to give in and won the first place in the martial arts hall of Guangdaofang..."

He was still the son of Tongzhi, the governor of the Zuo Army. He talked eloquently and introduced all the young masters present.

Most of the sentences are similar, mainly telling about his father, brother and how he is a great person.

Finally, he looked at Ji Yuan, who was as stable as a mountain and had a calm face, as if he wanted to provoke him.

As soon as their eyes met, he was startled by the latter's cold eyes.

"The eyes are so sharp, as sharp as a knife."

The son of Tongzhi, the commander-in-chief of the Zuo Army, subconsciously dodged away. He immediately felt angry and couldn't help but say in a more serious tone:

"Sir Luo, since ancient times, he has been the best in literature and the second in martial arts!

We are not some arrogant, extravagant, dandy kids who lead eagles and fighting dogs.

Everyone practices martial arts diligently and strives for fame so that they can serve the Jing Dynasty in the future!

You are so disrespectful to Ji Jiulang from Tai'anfang today, and you are so disrespectful of all the gentlemen here."

Luo Yuzhen raised her eyebrows and clasped her hands behind her back. There was a sinister look between her brows, and she finally showed a bit of the domineering aura of a relative of the emperor.

He glanced sideways at the son of Tongzhi, the commander-in-chief of the Left Army, and said word by word:

"Brother Zhu thinks I've slighted you all? Do you know who the Humble Garden was opened to welcome last time?

Who was the last distinguished guest that this Liangyi Hall hosted recently?

It's no one else, but His Highness King Yan, for whom your father Zhu Hong is willing to do everything to his death!

Now that I’ve said it, I might as well say it a little more unpleasantly.

If I hadn’t organized this little alchemy meeting, Brother Zhu, when would you be qualified to step into the gate of Humble Garden?

Oh, if your father wants to come in, he has to give a name card to the housekeeper in my house!

How come it’s your turn to talk nonsense here?”

Snap!

Such a sharp scolding was like an invisible slap on the face.
To be continued...