The two had a pleasant conversation, mainly because they had similar knowledge. Yang Shen had also been an editor at the Hanlin Academy before, similar to Yan Song, who was an errand in Nanjing.
Although Yang Shen was later trained by Zhu Houcong and gradually changed in the direction of practice, knowledge is something that will never be lost in the mind, and chatting and spanking together will still have no problem.
As the two chatted, they also developed a feeling of sympathy for each other, and felt that something was wrong in their eyes.
"Yongxiu, your father is the chief minister of the dynasty, why do you..." To be honest, Yan Song really didn't understand. If he had a father like this, why wouldn't he just follow his father's footsteps?
Went to the opposite side.
"Haha, Wei Zhong wants to ask me why I hang out with His Majesty, right? In fact, it's not difficult to understand. We all have different ideas. My father and I both hope that the Ming Dynasty will be better, but he has his own ideas, and I have mine.
Thoughts, so this doesn’t affect me, but I am his son after all, so my father will still give me a certain level of help.”
Yang Shen didn't care either. Anyone who knew about it might want to ask. After all, with such a good father, as long as he didn't mess around, with his power and connections, he would have no worries about food and drink in this life, so why bother messing around.
"Yong Xiu is really free and easy." Yang Shen's free and easy attitude is really enviable. Yes, after all, blood is thicker than water. His father is the head of the civil service group, and he is the number one general on His Majesty's side. Both sides
He can eat well, but he can't, so how can he not be enviable?
"You're free and easy. I'll know when Wei Zhong comes to work with me for a while. There are endless things to deal with every day. I'm going crazy. Look, His Majesty issued an order this morning, and directly repaired the mausoleum.
Things were thrown at me, and I almost vomited blood, you know, but fortunately I don't have to be responsible for selling medicine, otherwise I would go to the Qing Palace and hang myself."
I was so dumbfounded when I received the imperial edict in the morning. Your Majesty, you don’t have anyone else. It’s just me. Damn it. Building the mausoleum is a huge project. Compared with this, I think it’s better to dig the tunnel slowly.
Okay, you can't just think about it one by one.
However, this really complemented his own plan. In the future, it would be reasonable to recruit craftsmen, dig tunnels, etc., and there was no need to be secretive, because he was already building the tomb.
But this work is too busy. His Majesty asked him to lay out sales channels. I'll choke him. How did I know? It's better to kill him. Then at night, Yan Song came over and told him that he had taken over the matter. He
I almost bought a cannon and fired it on the spot. Everyone was celebrating that the enemy finally took over.
"This, this is it. Those who are capable work harder, and those who are capable work harder." What else could Yan Song say? Could he follow Yang Shen in complaining about His Majesty? He didn't want to live anymore.
"Forget it, forget it, I'll leave the matter to you anyway, I don't care. Just tell me how much I earn, so I can ask Your Majesty for funds. I'm a bit short here. Spending money is really like running water." Yang Shen sighed.
I took a breath and spent money everywhere. Suddenly I felt that Gu Dayong was no longer so disgusting. If it weren't for him, this place would be in a complete financial crisis.
How can it be like now, when His Majesty gave it to millions without even blinking an eye. If it had been before, even if we turned the treasury upside down, we wouldn't be able to get out the money.
"Yes, Yong Xiu should have a good rest." Yan Song couldn't help but smile. It seemed that Yang Shen had a lot of resentment towards His Majesty.
"I need a rest. I don't have time to rest. There are a lot of things I can't tell you. I can't finish all of His Majesty's 'evil deeds' in one night. Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. If you go to fight
I still have trouble handling my little report. Let's hand it over. I'll ask someone to sort out what you want and show it to you later. You can look at it first. If you don't understand, you can ask me."
Yang Shen waved his hand, and he was currently working hard to produce alcohol, but indeed, after using it, he felt that it was much easier to use, and most of the medicines were fine.
"No way. I want to ask how many finished medicines we have here. I need to take them out and lay out channels. After all, these things need to be warmed up." How could Yan Song go to make a small report? When he saw Yang
Shen's relationship with His Majesty is unusual, and he felt completely uncomfortable going to report.
Moreover, this kind of behavior is a villain's behavior, and he disdains it. Even His Majesty may just laugh it off after hearing it, and His Majesty will not care about such things.
Yan Song felt that Yang Shen might not have much of this kind of good stuff. After all, His Majesty had said before that there was only a little finished product, and Yang Shen himself said it was only a little, so he felt that the amount should not be much, but he just didn't know if it would be enough.
There are not enough channels to lay out.
"Well, actually it's not that many, just three thousand people. I'll give it to you when the handover is completed. You have to sell it for a good price. It's really not easy for me to get these things. Do you know how many people died?
Human, alas, let’s not talk anymore.” Yang Shen shook his head, he had used up all the prison, it was really built with human lives.
Sometimes I think that I am indeed quite hateful. There must be injustices and injustices that have not been investigated. But what should I do? After all, the Jinyiwei has limited manpower. The method His Majesty said is already the optimal solution. You have made a certain move.
If you make a contribution, I can help you investigate. Even if you die, I will give some compensation to your family.
Those who make big things happen don't stick to trivial matters, because it's impossible for me to investigate just one person. Where do you get so many people? Even now, he is already busy enough. If there is one more investigation job, his workload will be doubled.
There is really no way.
"How many, how many?" Yan Song couldn't believe his ears. Could it be that he was hallucinating? Three thousand people, is that still not a lot?
"It's true that there aren't many things, but our technology will soon have a breakthrough. It will be much better in the future, and we can produce it on a large scale." Yang Shen still thought it was not enough, but there should be no need to worry about it later, after all, this thing is really
There is no cost, just labor cost. I feel that those people can raise their wages a little bit.
"Isn't that much? It's already a lot. It's enough. Just give me a hundred people first. It shouldn't be too much at the beginning. Master Yang, please don't let the medicine flow out. Just save it after it's done." Yan Songca
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, well, he didn't know what to say anymore. If calculated based on the price of one thousand taels of gold that he quoted, he now has thirty million taels of silver.
And this is still 'not much'. No wonder His Majesty is so surprised by his own pricing. It seems that the production of this thing is not as difficult as imagined. Since the output is large, my own thinking must be changed, but the money I should earn cannot be less.
, I wanted to increase the price at first, but it seems I can sell less.
"One hundred people? No need. I'll give them all to you. I'll just leave a few for samples. You can make arrangements. And do you think I'm a fool? I can guarantee that nothing has leaked out so far. Don't worry.
Okay, now that His Majesty has handed over the matter to you, I won’t care about it anymore, just sell it, and if it’s not enough, just ask me for it.”
Yang Shen waved his hand. If Yan Song knew where this thing came from, he might have the same attitude as him. The effect is indeed very good, and the production is difficult at the beginning, but once you master the method, it is very easy to mass-produce it.
matter.
"Well, then, Master Yang, please take it easy, I guess it will take a long time to sell these." Yan Song twitched the corner of his mouth, good guy, is this a wealthy man, with goods worth tens of millions, but there is disgust in his eyes.
Of course, Yang Shen didn't know that this thing was worth so much, otherwise it would have been a treasure a long time ago. It has been a net waste of money for so long, and now that it can make money, it can be regarded as worthy of His Majesty's expectations.
"It's okay. Just sell it slowly. It's not a big problem for me." Yang Shen waved his hand. Not only are they for sale, Wang Yangming also wants to send a large number over there. In His Majesty's words, that means Wang Yangming is outside.
Ben Bo, those soldiers of his are treasures and cannot be lost like this. Moreover, these soldiers have miraculous effects on infections, so don’t be afraid to spend money on cultivating them.
"That's good."
"Okay, the stuff has just arrived. Wei Zhong, you take a look first. If you don't understand, I will explain it to you. I won't tell you how it came about. It talks about the efficacy and adverse reactions of the medicine. There is a lot of data in it.
, for such a small thing, the imperial edicts and prisons were empty, and many people died." Yang Shen still blamed himself a little.
"Those who achieve great things, regardless of trivial matters, must make sacrifices." Yan Song didn't care. He took the things sent by the people below and started to read them. The records were very detailed, and there were also finished products, although he couldn't tell what they were.
, who would have thought that this humble thing could have such miraculous effects?
Zhu Houcong is not very clear about the meeting between his right-hand men, but even if he knows it, he doesn't care. He is sleeping happily now. He has been running around with the little girl these days. He himself feels deeply. Sometimes people
This is how he can't help himself, from high-ranking officials to common people, even the emperor himself.
Sometimes he wonders whether the way he cultivates is wrong. Freedom, where does absolute freedom come from? But if there is no such freedom, then what is he pursuing?
He doesn't know the answer. In the final analysis, his accumulation is too little, which is one of the reasons why he doesn't think about going further. His current accumulation is not enough, and the further he goes, the more he will feel his ignorance. This is not a good sign.
It coincided with Yan Song's illness for a period of time, so he could rest and rest. He didn't read many books, and he only looked at many of the contents in a superficial way, without studying some in-depth things.
Early the next morning, Lu Fang was obviously relieved when he saw His Majesty sleeping on the bed. Fortunately, His Majesty is still here. He thought that His Majesty went out to wander again. It doesn't matter if you go out to wander. We are very happy.
Panic, you know, I thought Miss Qingxue would calm down a bit after she left, but unexpectedly she ran away again, who can bear this?
"Master, do you want to get up for dinner?" Lu Fang called softly.
"I won't eat. Didn't I tell you that I'm sick. I've been feeling cold recently and haven't seen any guests. Forget about the meal. Help me move those books in." Zhu Houcong waved his hand. He planned to retreat for a while, and it happened to be
Gu Da used the books he had dug up to read them, as well as some strange things, and threw them all into the warehouse. It was hard to tell if there was anything good he could find if he had nothing to do.
"Fenghan?" Lu Fang was stunned for a moment before he realized. You weren't joking about feelings yesterday, were you? Do you really want to play like this?
"Yes, don't you think so? I won't see any guests this week, you know?" Zhu Houcong glanced at him, not wanting to reveal his secret to me.
"No, I understand. Your Majesty, please have a good rest. Do you want to teach the imperial doctor?" Although I don't know what your Majesty is causing trouble, but what should I do? He is the emperor, and he can play whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't go out and run around.
Thank God.
"Imperial physician, please send me a message. I happen to feel a little uncomfortable. Please send me the imperial physician to call a few more." Zhu Houcong's eyes lit up. What a good thing. As soon as the imperial doctor passed the message, the news spread. How did Zhengde die?
They are just treating colds to death. If you say these guys are good people, you won't even believe it.
"Nuo." What else could Lu Fang say? He told the imperial doctor that he didn't know that your majesty was up to something mysterious.
Lu Fang stepped back, and soon a young eunuch brought up the things Zhu Houcong wanted. It was a thick pile. Zhu Houcong could see at a glance that it was too heavy with yin energy, and he didn't know that these were dug by Gu Dayong.
It took many graves to dig out, many of them are incomplete, and there are also letters, my dear, who did they dig up?
No matter who Zhu Houcong dug up, they were all dead. In fact, Zhu Houcong felt that it was the most ridiculous thing for living people to be afraid of dead people. What is there to be afraid of when people are dead? If you are not afraid when you are alive, let alone
After death, if there really are ghosts in this world, then those people who have done all kinds of bad things can't live in such peace.
However, although Zhu Houcong does not believe that there is a soul in the world, even if there is, the conditions are very difficult, but Zhu Houcong believes that time has the existence of yin energy and resentment. This thing is normal. There are yang energy and yin energy between heaven and earth.
It's a normal thing. There should be a balance between the two parties.
Just like some martial arts do rely on Yin Qi to practice, for example, Mei Chaofeng has the Nine Yin White Bone Claw in his hand, and Yang Guo has the Nine Yin Divine Claw in his hand. In fact, there is no so-called good and evil, but the Qi they practice are different.
Yin and Yang are both great ways. There is no such thing as good or evil. First of all, we must keep this attitude in mind. Otherwise, it is very easy for cultivation to go wrong. Many practitioners are deceived by themselves. You yourself think it is an evil practice, so what do you think?
How is it possible to cultivate to a higher realm?
Zhu Houcong could indeed clearly feel the Yin Qi on something that had been buried underneath for a long time, but he could only say that it was not a big problem. It was just that if it had been underneath for a long time, some things would naturally absorb the energy around them, especially some jade articles.
In fact, if these things are placed in a place with sufficient yang energy, they will also be contaminated with some yang energy, which is nothing surprising. However, because the living person itself actually has more yang energy than yin energy, the feeling is not obvious.
If a person is about to die and has excess yin energy, you may be able to take some things with sufficient yang energy to help him breathe, but that's just a way of hanging on.
Zhu Houcong did not study this kind of thing deeply. He only knew that it was a very natural force. The yin and yang qi between heaven and earth are roughly equal. Because sunlight is a type of yang qi, the world as a whole shows yang.
A condition of excess gas.
Those equal amounts of Yin Qi will naturally gather in places where the sun cannot shine all year round. If he continues to study in this direction, Zhu Houcong feels that his future will definitely be very boring, and the results may not necessarily come out, because it is too general.
, the power of all things in the world can be classified into yin and yang. If he really studied it thoroughly, he would be the so-called immortal.
Zhu Houcong does not feel that he has such a talent. This is the end of the road, a power beyond the human world. It is not something he can covet now. He has no intention of contacting him, so he just follows his own path and combines the strengths of others.
Let's see if he can create his own path. Anyway, he wouldn't think of such a lofty path. This is an ordinary world without demons.
If this is a world of cultivating immortals or something, he still dares to think about it. As for now, he might as well forget it. Doesn’t he enjoy living a wonderful life?
When the imperial doctor came over, Zhu Houcong looked very weak, his face was pale, and the hand holding the book was trembling slightly. As for the pulse, Zhu Houcong knew even better than those imperial doctors, and it was not easy to pretend to be sick.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Master, please don't scare me." Zhu Houcong acted like this, but Huang Jin was shocked. Even Lu Fang might not have known it from the beginning.
Just believed it.
"I, I'm fine, don't cry, why are you so flustered when something happens? Look at Lu Fang, you are not calm at all." Zhu Houcong said that this is all trivial, Huang Jin's amazing assist,
But even without him, those imperial doctors wouldn't be able to tell. After all, pulse and physical signs can be deceiving. The more skilled the doctor, the easier it is to be deceived, because they have no doubts about the guy they eat.
"This, this, this, everything was fine yesterday, why is it suddenly like this today? Master, please don't let anything happen to you." Huang Jin cried miserably, he was really distressed, Xu Ai, who was fine yesterday, why is he suddenly like this today?
After this, we can't let His Majesty run around anymore, he will definitely be freezing outside.
"Ahem, Dr. Lin, how is His Majesty's condition?" Lu Fang coughed lightly, and he was almost recovered. His Majesty was addicted to the exercises, and I couldn't tell whether His Majesty was sick or not.
"Eunuch Lu, come with me."
"If you have anything to say behind my back, I know my own body, so just say whatever you want." Zhu Houhuang stopped the two of them with an angry roar.
"Cough~"
"Cough~"
Zhu Houcong also coughed twice in cooperation. Not to mention the imperial doctor, he almost believed it himself. After all, our kung fu and medical skills were not learned in vain. Even Li Shizhen came today and he was seriously ill. Although
At this time, Li Shizhen might just be able to get off the ground and run.
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