I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Baicaoshi took Hongqu back home.

Now she believes that Hongqu will not commit suicide. After all, who is dying, who would care about things outside of him.

"You saved my life, these things are all yours." Hongqu presented all the treasures to Baicaoshi as if they were offering treasures.

Fortunately, Baicaoshi's heart is strong enough, otherwise she might have a heart attack or cerebral hemorrhage. This is a huge windfall!

"Girl Hongqu, don't reveal your wealth. You should quickly pack these up."

But Hongqu seemed to have made up her mind and relied on Baicaoshi. "If you don't agree, I'll yell. When the time comes, someone will come. After seeing these things, I can't say that I have murderous intentions. Neither of us should run away."

Baicaoshi has never seen this kind of initiative to give money to others. She pinched her index finger and middle finger, and randomly pinched a piece of paper.

"Let me see what you chose."

Hongqu snatched the paper of Baicao Poetry as if seeing his own child scratching Zhou. "It's a land deed. Coincidentally, the location is between the inner city of Wanzhou and the academy. But I've seen it before. It's a wasteland. That rich businessman Lie to me. But Miss Bai, I will never lie to you, you can choose another one as my rent..."

Baicaoshi's eyes lit up.

It's sleepy meets pillow.

Good wasteland, she got zoysia seeds before and was wondering where to build a golf course? Someone brought it up.

The heart is blooming, and the surface is dignified and elegant. "Girl Hongqu, I didn't save you for your repayment. How about this, you go back with me first, and I will think about how to arrange for you later. Be sure to pack your things, and it will be bad for each other when the time comes." She herself Then carefully put away the title deed.

After returning home, Baicaoshi asked Bai Xiaoshu to burn two large buckets of water, and took a hot bath for Hongqu and herself.

The room was limited, and Hongqu was assigned to Mrs. Bai Li's room.

At night, Baicaoshi felt something was wrong, she kept sneezing, and she caught a cold.

The green-headed man made a bowl of ginger soup, but she still felt cold and couldn't sleep.

Simply, she put a thick quilt over her shoulders and looked at the account book sent by Yam.

I was dizzy and didn't even know the door of the room was opened until the account book in my hand was confiscated. She raised her eyes and saw a pair of amber eyes, covered in stars and moons.

"Yu... Yubao, why are you back?" Her voice was still heavily nasal.

"If I don't come back, I don't know how much you have ruined your body." Zhe Yu put the account books aside, arranged the pillows, supported her shoulders, and helped her lie down.

Baicaoshi's heart is beating wildly, lonely men and widows in the middle of the night. Ah bah, they are a couple in name. However, this is too teasing. She looked at Zhe Yu for a moment, watching him tuck the quilt for her.

"Xiaoshu went to the academy to look for me." He explained, and pulled up the quilt again. Thinking of Bai Xiaoshu's cautious appearance, he thought a little bit, whether he was too indifferent at ordinary times.

Baicaoshi snorted, Xiaoshu, this guy is just adding to the chaos.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you."

Baicaoshi grabbed the quilt that covered her chin with her fingers, and whispered, "Sleep...I can't sleep."

With Mr. Mei next to him, whoever can sleep is a pig.

Zhe Yu stretched out his fingers, and tested the temperature on her forehead, it was as good as it didn't feel hot. "Then let me have a conversation with you, okay?"

"Okay, tell me about the class you took in the academy and what happened."

"You may not be interested in the lessons in the academy."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I'm not interested." If Zhe Yu is bound to take that road, I am willing to learn from now on.

**

In fact, the matter about Zhe Yu's class also caused quite a stir in the academy.

The academy exam is about the six arts, but the style of study is relatively open, and the learning is heterogeneous. It is not limited to a subset of classics and history, and sometimes there are even courses in history and policy theory. It mainly discusses the current affairs in the past dynasties, and the cases are vivid and vivid, which is very beneficial.

Ding Mo's class is all from aristocratic families, so courses in this area are naturally indispensable.

Zhe Yu opened his mouth: "My first class in the academy was a policy theory class. The lecturer was Mrs. Zhang who was in his prime. On the 15th birthday, the whole country presented a gift. At that time, General Weiyuan, who guarded the Tatar royal court at the northern border, knew that the emperor liked Haidongqing, so he asked people to find Haidongqing of Tatar, and sent people from far away to send it to six Prince, I hope that my master, the Sixth Prince, will present the emperor with this tribute, and win favor. Master Zhang’s question is, if you are the think tank of the Sixth Prince, how should you deal with this matter?”

Zhe Yu looked at Baicao Poetry, she tilted her head, her brows were knit into a ball.

"I, I can't say it, I just feel that there is something weird in it!"

Zhe Yu smiled faintly, "At that time, the whole room was silent for a stick of incense. I guess the children of the aristocratic families were directly confused by the question. Lu Huai, a talented scholar from Yingzhou, shouted loudly, 'Reward General Weiyuan, loyalty is the main thing.'"

Baicaoshi is still frowning, this approach is a bit too explicit, the question of the master is not so simple.

"Speaking of which, I found an interesting person. The second son of General Wu Lie's concubine was Xia Heng. His answer was 'Kill Hai Dongqing.'"