The matter of being cursed by Zhang Jiao is big or small. It should not be difficult to find a miracle doctor with the eldest princess of the Daxuan Dynasty, but Jiang Yan cannot expect that these matters related to their wealth and life will rely on others.

"Hua Tuo." Jiang Yan remembered some records about Hua Tuo. In history, Hua Tuo handed over his life-long medical book "Qingnang Shu" to the prison guards before he was detained by Cao Cao. Later, because the prison guards' wife was timid and afraid of things, they burned the book. The prison guards finally rescued only a few pages, Ma Fei San and the Wuqin Opera were recorded on those pages. However, the history of Yanhuang was completely different from the history on earth. The rebellion of the Eight Kings that caused the Five Barbarians to invade China in the Jin Dynasty happened early after the death of the former Emperor of the Xuan Dynasty. Later, the Five Barbarians invaded and bloodbathed the Central Plains. After that, the sects and the court joined forces to repel the Five Barbarians, and the three sects began to make a big splash.

Totally confused.

"Forget it, go to Weimen to see. Hua Tuo is also a genius doctor. Cao Cao can't just kill him casually." Jiang Yan said intimately, and made up his mind. After a while, he took the sword to leave the small house in the forest. Instead of returning to Tiandu, he went to Julu Road and found the place where he buried the treasure chest with Sun Shangxiang before. After some effort, Jiang Yan dug out one of the treasure chests and took out all the pill recipes. Those low-level pill recipes are useless to Jiang Yan, but if sold to the sect, they can also exchange a lot of things. Jiang Yan looked at the pill recipe of the "Golden Liquid Bone Condensing Pill" in his hand, "It seems that he can only use this and ten thousand cycling." His fate is now blocked by Zhang Jiao. Since he cannot cultivate his vitality, he can only use elixirs to forcibly improve his realm.

Jiang Yan took out pure gold, jewelry, etc. and filled the bags. He inspected the neighborhood with his soul. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he buried the box back underground.

A few days later.

Tiandu, Wuming Pavilion

In the critical situation in Tiandu, most shops were closed, and even many residents fled Tiandu. However, Wuming Pavilion was still the same, with the door open and the stone lion at the door stood quietly, showing an inviolable atmosphere. This Wuming Pavilion was run by the Weimen. The Weimen in the northern part was extremely powerful in the Daxuan Dynasty, and there were many powerful sects. For the Weimen, escaping was simply a shame, so naturally he disdained to escape.

Jiang Yan entered Wuming Pavilion wearing a black suit and covered her face.

Two thousand cavalrymen wearing purple sect clothes were stationed in the gate, and their pair of tiger eyes were emitting strong vigilance towards the uninvited guest.

"What do you want, this guest?" A servant from Wuming Pavilion immediately greeted him. "Wuming Learning, Xuanhuang Secret Techniques, Elixirs, Medical Arts, and Wuming Pavilion are all available. Just give me the order."

Jiang Yan looked at the power of the cabinet to display various things, and saw the lowest martial arts books at the front at a glance. These martial arts books are worth ten thousand plants, and can practice the highest life to the level of the military commander. After that, there are also various life books, such as the Marquis level of the Pavilion, the Thousand Cavalry level, the Thousand Cavalry level, the Thousand Cavalry level to the highest ten thousand. However, one book is more expensive than the other, and ten thousand carvalry level requires ten million life books. Jiang Yan couldn't help but remember the fact that he almost entered the Wuming Pavilion to buy books with ten thousand plants in his arms, and couldn't help but smile.

I remember that even if I bought a martial arts book and had to find a way to make a higher profit after I had bought a martial arts book, I am afraid that my life will be hard work and how to make money and how to cultivate my life will be no different from working on the earth.

So Shi Jian wrote a book of martial arts at the destiny level. There is no limit on practicing life, and it saves a lot of trouble once and for all.

"Do you have spiritual seeds?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Spiritual seeds, some, some, level 1 dandelion, level 2 cockscomb, level 3 yellow stone soul... all." The servant's expression led Jiang Yan to another room, which faced many seeds of spiritual grass and spiritual flowers. They were all very primary, and even higher-level sects would not take it out to sell them to those who are unknown.

"I want 30,000 blood camellia seeds." Jiang Yan shook his head.

"Blood camellia, 30,000?" The waiter was stunned and wiped his cold sweat: "Customer, your purchase volume is too large, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Jiang Yan knew that he had bought so many spirit seeds at once, and he casually took out the jade order left by Xuan Ling Wuxue from his body. "I purchased it on behalf of the royal family, this is the jade order."

Seeing the jade order who could enter and exit the palace at will, the waiter immediately filled with a flattering smile. "It turned out that it was something the royal family asked for, so it was easy to deal with. But the young man didn't know it, so he had to ask the Pavilion Master first."

"Please follow the young man to Wasongtang to wait and make a pot of Xiangluochun for the guests."

Jiang Yan nodded.

Wo Songtang is a place where Wuming Pavilion Inner Courtyard is specially used to entertain important guests. The maid left quietly after brewing a pot of tea. Jiang Yan took a sip and left her lips and teeth. He bought a tea garden three months ago and had some understanding of the tea ceremony. This tea is the best. The tea leaves are taken from Xiangluo Mountain. After the melting of ice and snow in winter, it was picked in early spring in January. After eighteen procedures, it was soaked in water and emitted a mellow fragrance like ice and snow. In the Great Xuan Dynasty, there were hundreds of tea plants that cost one or two.

After tasting a few sips of tea, an old man walked into Wosongtang.

The old man's face was flushed, he was in great spirits, and his fate reached a certain level. "Hehe, Xun Yu, I heard from his subordinates that a royal guest came to buy spiritual seeds, so he rushed over."

"In Xiayanjiang. It is precisely because of the Yellow Turban Uprising that the court suffered serious losses. Your Highness specially ordered the purchase of spiritual seeds in Xia, but I hope that this matter must be kept confidential." Jiang Yan took out the imperial family jade order.

Xun Yu looked at it for a while, but it was a real token, and his attitude immediately became much more respectful. "The eighteen princes of the eighteen routes had ulterior motives, and the royal family did not want to disturb them, so they could understand it. I just heard that they wanted 30,000 spiritual seeds... This is a lot."

"I wonder if Wuming Pavilion can prepare so much?" Jiang Yan asked casually.

"It only takes a few days to take out the 30,000 spiritual seeds..." Xun Yu smiled, picked up another cup of Xiangluochun and sipped it slightly.

“How is the price?”

"I wonder how much Lord Yanjiang has prepared?"

"This time it is related to the lifeline of the court, and it is reasonable compared to the sect. There are 30,000 fifteen gold ingots and these primary spirit seeds." Jiang Yan took out a few brilliant pure gold ingots. "This is a deposit."

Xun Yu was stunned and took the golden ingots. These gold ingots were refined by alchemists and were extremely purified. They were good materials for refining elixirs and medicines or making weapons. "I agreed, but you only need your highness to wait for two days."

"If you have time, your highness must remember that Wei Sect will help you very much." Jiang Yan smiled.

Then Jiang Yan and Xun Yu signed a contract.

After seeing Jiang Yan off, Xun Yu ordered a Weimen to a commander: "Go and stare at him and tell me his every move."

When he left the door, Jiang Yan noticed someone following him. He knew that Xun Yu was still not at ease. He pretended not to know that he had gone around in the sky for a few times, and finally entered the Xuanhuang Gate and entered the palace. The people from the Wei Gate couldn't follow him when they saw that they entered the palace. They waited outside for a while before leaving.

Xun Yu thought Jiang Yan was going back to report his life, so he felt relieved and let the others be busy.

Not long after, after sunset, another man in purple robe entered the "Shu Dao Ming Hall" run by Shu Road in Tiandu. For the same reason, he signed a contract with Fa Zheng, the owner of Shu Dao Ming Hall. At night, another man in red entered Wupai Wu Ming Hall and signed a contract with Lu Su, the owner of the hall.

The Mind Pavilion run by the three major sects each received more than 30,000 spiritual seeds, but no one noticed these.

Jiang Yan was sweating heavily, looking at the three contracts in his hand, in order to purchase more than 30,000 pills to be promoted to Wancheng Realm, only five of them were left in the fifty gold ingots, which were considered other low-level spiritual seeds, and it was a huge expense. "If you get the spiritual seeds, you will go to the tea garden to plant them, and it will be fine to be promoted to Wancheng." Jiang Yan was slightly happy.

I returned to the chat teahouse, which was closed and there was a candle in the house.

"Where are you going today? Why are you so tired?" Mrs. Mi was teaching the sword to read and write. Under the red candle, there was a feeling that the mother taught her daughter carefully. With the difference in age, it was no problem for her to be a mother and daughter. Seeing Jiang Yan sweating profusely, Mrs. Mi also made a basin of water for Jiang Yan and wiped it gently with a towel. Under the candlelight, she showed her gentleness.

The young woman's mature body came to her face, and Jiang Yan was a little restrained.

"Isn't it easy to speak on weekdays, why are you shy?" Mrs. Mi looked at Jiang Yan shyly and teased her.

"Don't take my sister badly." Jiang Yan coughed falsely.

"Shi Jian, will your brother sleep well tonight?" Mrs. Mi said temptingly in the ear of Shi Jian.

Shi Jian shook his head expressionlessly: "No, I want to sleep with my brother."

"How is it? Madam thinks you are about to take the sword of the Shishi." Madam Mi said with a smile.

"How is the teahouse operation recently?" Jiang Yan changed the topic.

Mrs. Mi washed her face with a towel. The towel was used by Jiang Yan just now. The young woman did not avoid suspicion. She looked like a swan-like jade neck, water droplets fell, dripping into her spacious underwear. Jiang Yan swallowed her saliva and turned her sight. Mrs. Mi licked her lips slightly: "No, if you don't speak, your wife always feels boring. She wants to find someone to marry and take care of her husband and children..." Mrs. Mi looked at the cute Shijian and thought about the scene when she taught her to write before. She was indeed a little moved.

"Marrying a good family is not a bad thing," Jiang Yan said frankly.

Mrs. Mi gave him a blank look: "Forget it, who would marry me, a widow who has the life to defeat my husband?"

"Kehou? This is superstition, and I can't believe it." Jiang Yan disagreed.

"Xiao Yan, do you really think so?" Mrs. Mi looked serious.

As a good young man who broke the four olds in the new era of the People's Republic of China, Jiang Yan nodded confidently.

"If you think so, your wife will be very comforted." Mrs. Mi smiled.

Seeing that Mrs. Mi was full of worries, Jiang Yan thought for a while and said, "But is your wife interested in being a boss lady to help me manage some industries?"

"Hey? Industry? When did you have an industry?" Mrs. Mi was shocked.

"To be honest, there are a lot." Jiang Yan took out a stack of land deeds.

"The land deed of Shiweitian Restaurant? Oh, this restaurant is doing very well. Can you buy it?" Mrs. Mi was half-believing and half-doubted. When she took out the land deed, she was shocked and sweating all over her body. Shiweitian, the top restaurants in Tiandu are surrounded by Luoshui, and there are endless guests.

"Ah, Tianxiang Dyeing Floor...the fabric and silk dyeing there is a choice from the palace. The lady has always wanted a dyed dress from Tianxiang Dyeing Floor." Mrs. Mi became more and more surprised. The land deeds inside it were so many that she had put down one-fifth of the shops in Tiandu, including countless restaurants, teahouses, pawn shops, and jewelry, spices, and tea leaves. It was simply a variety of. "When did you buy all the business in Tiandu?" It costs at least three to four million to buy this shop.

"Did you tell me the last rumor..." Mrs. Mi quickly remembered some of the things Jiang Yan said to her three months ago.

"I'm not hiding it to my wife. I've been helping the eldest princess in the past few months. These are my rewards." Jiang Yan was afraid that she would think a lot, so he used the eldest princess to stabilize her mind.

Sure enough, when she heard the name of the eldest princess, Mrs. Mi calmed down a lot. "So that's it. If the eldest princess deliberately authorized it, it would be possible. It is not surprising that she would secretly accumulate power when she heard that the eldest princess was very skillful."

"I've given all of this, but I want to refine my life and have no time to manage it. So I would like to ask my wife, do you know if my wife is interested?" Jiang Yan hesitated. He also knew that the task was important and it was too hard to work hard. If he hadn't known that he could rob Zhang Jiao and get so much money, Jiang Yan wouldn't have thought about making money.

"Since you call me my wife, of course you will help you, and you can't manage it even if your wife sees you." Mrs. Mi covered her mouth and smiled.

"We will share the profits." Jiang Yan said.

Mrs. Mi sat in front of Jiang Yan, staring at the guy's face, her eyes full of spring water, which made Jiang Yan feel embarrassed. "No need to be so disgusted, but most of the servile men in the shops you bought should have left."

"Yeah, I need to recruit again."

"Those slaves are the best."

"I think so too." Jiang Yan said, giving them a stable identity and a knot in their hearts.

"But the Yellow Turbans will be sieging the city in the past two days. Are you not afraid of being useless in the bamboo basket?" asked Mrs. Mi.

"I believe in His Highness the Princess." Jiang Yan smiled.

Mrs. Mi nodded. "Okay, Madam, let's help you plan carefully."

"Thank you."

When Jiang Yan saw that it was already late, he was about to take Shi Jian away. Mrs. Mi said, "Tiandu is on guard recently, so don't go back. Just rest here at Madam."

"Not very good, right?" Jiang Yan said.

"What are you afraid of as a man? You are not afraid of living alone." Mrs. Mi raised her eyebrows and said teasingly.

Jiang Yan thought about it, but it was because of the war on Huanglong Street that he was very deserted, so he was not very comfortable when he went there. "Then thank you..." Jiang Yan was about to say thank you, but Mrs. Mi lightly tapped Jiang Yan's lips with her hands, her eyes as charming as silk: "Don't say that word to her..."

"Yeah." Jiang Yan nodded in emotion.

...

The night was like thick ink, and Jiang Yan, who had been working hard for a day, couldn't sleep in bed.

Today, Mrs. Mi was so charming that it almost made people unable to control her. Could it be that Shi Jian ignited her wife's **? Jiang Yan looked at Shi Jian sleeping on the inside of the bed. The little loli had a stable expression and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. While she was thinking about it, Jiang Yan suddenly felt that the door was pushed open for a gap. Jiang Yan's eyes opened slightly and he was stunned.

Mrs. Mi walked in wearing a naked bellyband dress and gracefully figured.

"Madam..." Jiang Yan was about to get up.

Mrs. Mi approached and booed, indicating that he should not disturb the Shijian.

"What happened?" Jiang Yan asked.

Mrs. Mi stared at Jiang Yan with affection and eyes wafting. "Madam, seeing you grow up, you feel very unusual when you were young."

"Uh, Madam is so late, these words are obvious..."

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Mi suddenly lowered her head and kissed Jiang Yan deeply. Her tongue was like a fragrant snake and her mouth lingered, and Jiang Yan immediately responded. "Don't disturb your sister. Although my wife can't marry you, she can give you some sweetness." Mrs. Mi licked her tongue, and her heart surged.

She took off Jiang Yan's shorts with her hands down, and saw Yizhu Qingtian. Mrs. Mi's cheeks were flushed, her red lips opened and she swallowed them in one mouthful.

Before Jiang Yan could speak, his voice immediately turned into a fatal moan.

The heat from the lower body entered the soft and smooth cavity, going in and out, and hesitated.

"Madam..." Jiang Yan's breathing was rapid and he couldn't help but pinch down Mrs. Mi's breasts' chest.

"Um."

The charm of the night suddenly turned into a sob that it whimpered into the throat.
Chapter completed!