I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Baicaoshi who stayed at Zhe Yu's residence woke up.

Today she has to go out of the house to do a few things, one is to prepare the herbs used for the operation; second, the Huang Puma is still in the inn, she discussed with Zhe Yu, and plans to send the horse to Yun Zhao's old department. As for the scalpel, she redeemed it from the point mall.

She also ate breakfast in Zhe Yu's room. It's hard to say who sent Eucommia and Clove, and Baicaoshi will not see them for the time being.

After dinner, when he was about to go out, Dou An came to see him. He came to read the imperial decree.

"Young Master Zheyu, tidy up and go to the palace with the miscellaneous family to meet the saint."

Zhe Yu glanced at Baicaoshi who was hiding behind the bed curtain, and asked, "Eunuch, can I bring my book boy in with me? He has never been to the palace, and he wants to gain knowledge."

Book boy?

Dou An and Li Jianping met each other last time, but he didn't take it seriously. But he has read countless people, and knows that such a person can never be a book boy, but a guard.

"Well, it's not impossible. It's just that he needs to stay outside when meeting the saint."

"There is no problem with this." Zhe Yu thanked him and asked Dou An to wait for him in the outer hall.

"Shishi, do you want to enter the palace with me?" Zhe Yu walked behind the bed curtain and asked.

"I, can I?" Baicaoshi naturally asked for it. Zhe Yu is injured, and if she feels unwell, she can still take care of it.

"You need to dress up, you dress up as my book boy, like... Li Jianping."

Baicaoshi laughed, "Such a fierce book boy, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."

"Just be yourself." Zhe Yu flicked her brains.

Baicaoshi rubbed her forehead, Yu Bao made a lot of small movements. She learned the art of disguise with the green-headed man before, and intentionally made it similar to Li Jianping's makeup.

When getting into the carriage, Dou An took a special look at the little book boy, hey, he just lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye. The book boy seems to have changed?

Zhe Yu explained: "My book boy didn't know the rules before. After I met my father-in-law last time, there were many people who were not up to the etiquette. I told him well. He put his heart into it, and now he finally looks a bit better. "

Dou An wasn't bothered either. Zheyu and Baicaoshi boarded the carriage that came to pick them up from the palace together.

There were only two people in the car, and it would be a lie to say that they were not curious. Baicaoshi reached out to pull the curtain a few times to see everything outside, but she held back.

"It's not a big deal if you want to see it."

Baicaoshi was immediately happy.

The carriage quickly got on Suzaku Street and headed for the Imperial City Gate.

At the gate of the imperial city, a young nobleman dressed in a bright purple brocade robe, covered with a fox fur cloak, with black eyes as bright as black pearls, and handsome and elegant eyebrows was pacing back and forth.

After walking a few steps, I arrived at the guard again, "Please report, the son of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Bai Shaoze, has a very urgent matter, please see His Majesty Emperor Yan."

"The prince is not allowed to enter the palace without being summoned by His Majesty." The guard refused the Northern Qi prince's request as a matter of routine.

Just in time, Dou An's car drove by.

"Eunuch Dou," Bai Shaoze stepped forward, clasped his fists in greeting, "Eunuch Dou informs me, Shaoze has something important to do, please see His Majesty."

Dou An was in the palace, his position was lower than Fu Sheng's, so it was not so unattainable. He is also very popular, and he stays on the front line when doing things, so that we can meet each other in the future, so Bai Shaoze will ask him for help.

"My lord, miscellaneous families can't be the masters, but they will report to His Majesty. It's freezing cold, my lord, please go back."

Bai Shaoze said happily, "Thank you, Eunuch Dou."

Baicaoshi stared at that Prince Bai, who had been seen by people from Song and Beirong, and this was the first time she had seen someone from Northern Qi. Mo Shangren Ruyu, it's just that the dignified son was rejected, it's very pitiful.

Bai Shaoze caught a glimpse of the carriage and met Baicaoshi's eyes. It was a very strange feeling, the unfamiliar face, its unattractive appearance, but those eyes were like rain, mist and mountain haze, touching and familiar.

Zhe Yu put down the car curtain in silence, low air pressure exuded from his whole body. "Does it look good?"

"Huh, huh?" Baicaoshi suddenly realized that this was a proposition, with a smile on her face, she said in a low voice: "There are tens of thousands of beautiful skins in the world, but there is no one interesting soul. Yubao is that one. I'm just wondering, why did this son enter the palace?"

Zhe Yu thought for a while, and said, "This is Beiqi's proton in Dayan. You can imagine how the proton will be treated, so the guards of the imperial city also keep alienation and indifference to him."

"Proton?" Baicaoshi muttered, how do you know? With just a movement of her eyeballs, Zhe Yu understood what she was thinking.

"He has been in Beijing as a hostage for more than four years."

Four years is a long time, enough to make things change and people change.

The carriage entered the palace and was taken away by the palace servants. Everyone got off their horses and carriages and walked. Baicaoshi followed Zheyu, with her head down and no words.

When he was outside Tianyuan Hall, Dou An stopped, "Young Master Zheyu, follow me in."

Zhe Yu gave Baicaoshi a look, and would go and return quickly.

The bead curtains were hanging down, the dragon's saliva was curling up, and Emperor Yanwu could be vaguely seen losing his temper. "The regent of the Song Dynasty has the guts to come to peace talks. You guys, who will take this job. My request is only a little, give me the courage to kill him, and cut off a piece of fat. Third, you come .”

Ying Zheming obediently stepped forward and knelt down, "Reporting to the emperor, my son learned that the grandmother and the queen mother were unwell, so he copied the scriptures for the grandmother every day in the palace."

Emperor Yanwu sneered, "I can't see that you still have this kind of filial piety."

The old seventh Ying Zheqi took the initiative to invite Ying, "Father, my son is willing to work with Honglu Temple Minister to receive the regent of the Song Dynasty, and not to disgrace the king's order."

Emperor Yanwu usually looked down on this old seventh, because his biological mother was from a humble background and was a court lady. It was just a coincidence that she got on the dragon bed and became pregnant. The appearance of Lao Qi is also the most ordinary among all the princes. Emperor Yanwu usually didn't want to look at him.

Emperor Yanwu didn't answer, and asked Fu Sheng beside him, "When will the second child come back?"

The second child, Ying Zheli, is the eldest son of Emperor Yanwu. Currently stationed at the border, together with Dayan's only second surname, Wang, to guard against Bei Rong's invasion.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the year will probably be approaching when Prince Li returns to Beijing." Fu Sheng replied.

Emperor Yanwu looked at the eleventh prince next to him. He was still young and hadn't been crowned king yet. Right now there is no suitable candidate.

Ying Zhexun said: "Your Majesty, in fact, it is not necessary to send the prince to meet. There are so many virtuous ministers in the court, and only one regent of the Song Dynasty. Taifu Shen is very suitable."

"Let the Tai Tuo come out, wouldn't that be a high opinion of the Regent of the Song Kingdom?" Emperor Yan Wu put his mind to training his son. The one he wanted to train the most was either not by his side, or he didn't dare to take it. He was completely disappointed.

At this time, Dou An came in with small steps and bowed, "Your Majesty, the person has arrived."

"Xuan."

"Xuan Zheyu enters the palace."

Zhe Yu raised his head, his body was like a green pine tree, and approached the Tianyuan Hall under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Emperor Yanwu looked at that figure more and more clearly. The posture of heaven and man is close in front of his eyes, but it seems like a world away, he was stunned for a moment.

"May I have your name?"

Zhe Yu replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Zhe Yu."