Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteenth Injury Improvement Depressed Great Emperor
Xianning's condition was completely beyond the old man's expectations. Through days of research, he and Qingyun and others found that Xianning's injury was related to their mood... But now, Xianning's injury not only worsened but also stopped.
"How could this happen?" The old man shook his head repeatedly, with an incomprehensible expression.
"What exactly causes the changes in Xian Ning's injury?" The old man's heart again had this most fundamental problem. It is normal for emotions to affect the condition, but emotions are the fundamental factor that causes the disease, but this is different. He has never seen it in his life.
When Jiang Xingchen saw the old man's serious expression, he felt a sudden heart. He was afraid that he would do something bad, so he hurriedly asked again: "Old man, how is it? Has it worsened again?"
Xian Ning seemed to carelessly and smiled and said to Jiang Xingchen: "Don't worry, I feel good now, better than ever, nothing will happen!"
Jiang Xingchen breathed a little relieved and asked the old man: "Is that true?"
"Yeah!" the old man nodded and said, "Xian Ning recovered well, which was a bit beyond my expectations!"
"That's it!" Jiang Xingchen finally felt relieved, breathed a long sigh, and cursed in his heart: "You old guy is still so serious, you scare me!"
"We'll deal with crabs and shrimps. Brother Zhan Hong will cook in person later!" When the kitten woman saw that she was fine, she laughed happily, shook the crab in her hand, and turned to the research institute.
"Sister Xiaoxiang, I'll help you too. Tell you, my cooking skills have improved again now..." Ni'er trotted and followed the kitten girl into the yard.
The old man twitched his lips twice and shouted loudly: "Little Xiang girl, don't let Ni'er cook..."
Xianning giggled, Nier's reputation as a dark cuisine. She had heard about it in the research institute.
"I'll go see them, Xingchen, you and the old man come to the house to sit!" Xian Ning said, and turned around and entered the yard.
Jiang Xingchen was going to follow in, but as soon as he raised his leg, the old man pulled him.
"Huh?" Jiang Xingchen was stunned, turned his head and looked at the old man strangely, with a confused look on his face.
At this time, the old man's expression became serious again and he whispered: "Boy, don't let Xian Ning's emotions fluctuate too much in the future!"
"What does it mean? Isn't it better for injury control the better? " Jiang Xingchen's eyes suddenly widened, and his heart suddenly rose up again.
"Her injuries have improved, but I judged that emotions are the key factor, so I will avoid causing her to have too many emotional fluctuations in the future. I am afraid of other conditions!" The old man whispered.
Jiang Xingchen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Control Xianning's emotions. Is this possible? She wasn't happy when she invented something new?"
"This is not simple. Don't let her invent things, just finish it!" The old man said to Jiang Xingchen with a blank look.
"Oh~" Jiang Xingchen shook his feet and fell down. He looked at the old man with extreme contempt, speechless. He didn't let Xian Ning invent things, and didn't let her invent things. Her mood fluctuated even more, which made her feel uncomfortable than killing her... What's your idea?
Besides, I won’t let her invent things, so I was so full that I took her from Xuanyuan Tianzong at a huge risk!
The old man also realized the problem in his words. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "Anyway, just look back and remind her, and try to control her emotions..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Ni'er's voice came from the yard: "Sir, we have washed the shrimps and crabs!"
"Oh! Come now!" Jiang Xingchen responded quickly and entered the yard with the old man...
Jiang Xingchen finally told Xian Ning what the old man said, asking her to try to control her emotions and not to have too much fluctuations. Although a good mood is beneficial to injury, if the emotional fluctuations are too large, it may have a bad impact on the injury.
Although the old man did not act too optimistic, Jiang Xingchen was actually very happy. He still had more needs in the future, and Xianning was his indispensable help.
At the beginning, he didn't care much about Xian Ning's injuries. There were so many people, but he couldn't find a way to treat her in two years. But the three major doctors were helpless after studying for so long, and he was really a little anxious. Especially yesterday, Huang Shi and Qingyun returned to the imperial capital, and he felt even more anxious.
Now no matter how unhappy the old man is, Xian Ning's injuries can be controlled, which is quite successful.
Xian Ning didn't take Jiang Xingchen's words too seriously. She was also very happy. She knew her body. Since she was injured, she has been as relaxed as she came back in the morning for a long time! This means that the injury has improved, that she can live longer and invent more things.
At the same time, what made her happier was the super instrument that Jiang Xingchen mentioned. The King of Musical Instruments was about to start researching...
In the afternoon of the same day, Wanrou also came to the research institute. When she heard that Jiang Xingchen was going to design a super instrument, Wanrou's excitement was imaginable, and her urgent emotions were written on her face.
Wanrou was shocked when she heard that this thing called piano had a wide range of sounds that could span seven octaves.
Jiang Xingchen looked at the surprised Wanru and excited Xian Ning, and said in his heart: "You will know when you really design it. This thing is much more complicated than you think..."
Jiang Xingchen didn't know much about piano, and he only saw it in the documentary. In his impression, the piano had eighty-eight keys and a foot pedal, and the pronunciation was made by the buttons pulling the small hammer and hitting the steel string... In addition to these, the only shapes he could provide to Xian Ning and Wanru were the triangles.
After saying this, Jiang Xingchen became a hand-off manager irresponsibly. The design was Xianning's job. Only after it was basically formed, Jiang Xingchen would use the precision curved array to calibrate...
At the end of August, the autumn harvest was completed, and the nobles and people from all over the country were in high spirits, because this year was an unprecedented bumper harvest year. Jiang Xingchen's new grain seeds were extremely successful, and the output was more than tripled compared to last year.
News talents sent by Xingchenling to various places moved again, collecting news about production in production everywhere and then sending it back to Xingchenling.
Due to the bumper harvest this year and the days are generous, many people choose to go on a trip again after the autumn harvest.
After more than ten days of coldness, Xingchen Leather became lively again.
At this time, Jiang Xingchen was not promoted. People have already begun to inquire whether there is an anniversary celebration to be held for nearly one year after the construction of Xingchen Leading’s new town.
Since the monster feast last year, it has been said that the auction will be held. There has been no movement yet. Will it be put together with the anniversary celebration?
The monthly magazine in August said that new instruments are to be invented, and Bauhinia also needs a brand new performance, will it be held at the same time as the New Town Celebration?
But the most talked about is diet. Last year, the New Town Celebration held a food festival, which was sesame oil, tofu, cumin, roasted lamb legs, etc. This year... When talking about this, foodies couldn't control themselves and kept swallowing their saliva.
"Why haven't Xingchen Colonel sent a message? It's the end of August. Can the New Town's anniversary celebration be held?"
"I guess I won't do it anymore, otherwise there would have been news!"
"It may not be possible. The news may be placed in the September monthly issue?"
"Is it possible? It's not too late for Hachimura. People don't have time to send a message!"
"I guess Xingchen has no money to hold a celebration. They built three roads with bluestone to pave the roadbed. One road is more than seventy miles. How much does it cost to build three roads..."
"Damn, what's this money? Jiang Xingchen earned 200 million yuan last year's monster feast. The amusement parks, papers, monthly magazines, various trades, and the profits obtained by Xingchen... By the way, there are also Dafulai now. I heard that there are also Jiang Xingchen's interests... Dafulai is amazing now. In just twenty days, more than 30 branches have been built. It's strange that the money you earn is too little. Ruixiang is almost suffocated and closed..."
"Tsk! You know, just seeing Jiang Xingchen earning money, do you know how much he spends? Xingchen now has more than 3,000 workers, and the monthly wages are at least 200,000 yuan, and they also have to support those monsters..."
"Hey, when Xingchen was talking about the anniversary celebration, why did he get into the question of whether Jiang Xingchen has money?"
"Don't worry about whether Xingchen takes care of it or not, you won't go now. Even if there is no celebration, it's good to go to the amusement park!"
Amid all kinds of discussions, more and more people rushed to Xingchen, and people were eager to know whether Jiang Xingchen would hold an anniversary celebration this year...
In the palace hall of the imperial capital, Emperor Qiankun was extremely depressed. The influence of Xingchen Leader made him jealous. Listen to the discussion outside, Jiang Xingchen did not send any news.
The reason why he valued monthly magazines so much was for such influence... But who knew it would end in a complete defeat. Although the emperor's face was saved, the future of monthly magazines was over. If those businesses did not come to buy advertising space next year, he would not be able to support a group of writers with tens of thousands of people. Unless they could get the printing of movable type, but...
After a while, the emperor let out a heavy sigh. It was too difficult to control Jiang Xingchen!
At this time, the eldest prince walked in from outside and bowed to pay homage.
"How is it? Have you developed papermaking?" The emperor glanced at the eldest prince and asked in a low voice.
The eldest prince shook his head: "Jiang Xingchen bought a large number of bamboo from the south. Papermaking must be related to bamboo, but after researching it for so long, there has been no progress..."
Hearing the eldest prince's answer, the emperor was even more depressed. For papermaking and movable type printing, he not only sent people to Xingchen to study, but also found many craftsmen to study, but there was no result in any aspect.
The production steps of Xingchenling are separated. Not to mention that the sent people cannot get in touch with papermaking, even if they come into contact with it, it is useless to not know the entire process. For movable type printing, Xingchenling's confidentiality measures are better.
At that time, he sent a master to peek, but he met a bee and came back with a dozen big bags. He is still lying on the bed and wailing.
"A bunch of waste!" The emperor shouted coldly, stood up and shook his sleeves, turned around and left, and even the eldest prince threw it in the hall without asking.
The emperor was extremely depressed, but where Xingchen led, Jiang Xingchen was laughing happily with a letter from the Wang family in Linhai City. (To be continued...)