I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Zhenyilou can't wait too long, and plans to set off for Yunzhao right away.

"One of you is in a high position now, and the other is doing well in business. I can't help you if I stay in Wanzhou. Why don't you go to the place where you need me."

When Mo Fei sent Zhenyilou to come here, he hoped that Zhenyilou would teach Baicao Poetry Kung Fu, so as to prevent interested people from making fuss about Baicao Poetry and hinder Zhe Yu. However, with the deepening of time, Zhenyilou really integrated into them, and their feelings became stronger and stronger. When saying goodbye, he didn't dare to look at them, he was afraid that his success would be ruined in one breath, and he felt too much reluctance in his heart.

The endless food, the ingenuity that took time, everything.

"Shinichi, don't worry, Yu Bao and I will go with you." Baicaoshi said with a smile.

Yunzhao has beautiful scenery and abundant herbs, so it is also good for tourism. Come to think of it, after Baicaoshi and Zheyu got married, they hadn't traveled on their honeymoon yet. Just to make up for the regret.

Zhenyilou opened his mouth slightly in shock, "Zheyu, can you go? You are now the state magistrate."

Oriha had his own plan.

Shi Shi's hatred has been avenged, his own, facing the great master, unless he is also promoted to the great master. But talent and hard work alone are not enough for great masters, they need to be transformed by chance.

Yunzhao is also his hometown, and herbal medicines, especially the natural treasures of Cordyceps sinensis, may help him bring breakthroughs, so he hopes to visit Yunzhao from the bottom of his heart.

"I plan to resign from office and go to various countries with Shishi. The first step is to go to Yunzhao. In the future, I may go to An Nanguo overseas."

Surprised again and again, talking about Baicaoshi's mood at the moment.

Zhe Yu didn't tell her about An Nanguo just now, did he want to surprise her? "Yu Bao, I can't wait to start a new journey."

Zhenyilou grinned, feeling a little sore in his heart, "Here, have you thought about it? The meaning of the chief rudder..."

He couldn't go on.

In Yun Zhao's plan to restore the National Assembly, Folding Feather is the most critical link. Fuhui will do its best to help Zheyu ascend to the throne, and Zheyu fulfills his promise to treat Yunzhao people kindly.

If he resigned from office, wouldn't it be a failure?

Zhe Yu clenched Baicaoshi's hand, and looked at her with tenderness. "Shinichi, now I understand what is the most important thing to me. I don't want to regret it when I get old. I have poetry and poetry."

With an embarrassing smile, Zhenyi lowered his eyes. If so, she must be very happy. As long as she is happy, it is worth it. "That would be the best. With you here, let's see how those merchants cheat and do bad things."

**

Time has entered August.

After Baicaoshi sent off her parents and younger brother, she and Zhe Yu will embark on the journey of Yunzhao for the second time.

However, one thing disrupted their rhythm.

Emperor Yanwu's imperial decree has arrived.

Zhe Yu had no choice but to pretend to be sick in bed. However, the person sent by Emperor Yanwu—that is, Dou An, Eunuch Dou, is quite wonderful, let you stay sick in bed, and I will recite my imperial edict by myself.

"By God's blessing, the emperor ordered that Zheyu, the magistrate of Wanzhou, made great achievements during his reign, worked for the well-being of the people, and made great contributions to saving people. He is ordered to be appointed as the Minister of Honglu Temple, and he will leave for Yanjing today. "

Since he was sick in bed, he couldn't kneel down, and couldn't accept orders. Zhe Yu lay on the bed, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and his lips became redder and teeth whiter. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Mr. Dou."

"How can this happen?" Dou Anchang, who was exhausted from running around for days after reading the imperial decree, sighed, "Lord Zheyu, it is getting harder and harder to convey the imperial decree to you, and the distance is getting farther and farther. The run is broken. Your Majesty always talks about you, always saying that your miraculous doctor wife will cure you, why do you look so weak now?"

Zhe Yu looked at the Poetry of Baicao, and said: "My wife has... tried her best, ahem, it is really me, I am not blessed... to continue to serve the court. I was just thinking... to play the emperor, please resign from this... Wanzhou What about Zhizhou?"

At this time, Zhe Yu coughed after three sentences and shivered after five sentences.

When Dou An heard this, it was not bad. The emperor's decree must be fulfilled no matter what, otherwise his head will move.

"Master Zhe Yu, please forgive me for saying something offensive. My wife has a specialty in surgery, which may make my wife unsuitable for your illness. There are many imperial physicians in Beijing. If you follow me into the palace, you will definitely be cured. Otherwise, Your Majesty, you will also be cured." It's hard to feel at ease."

Baicaoshi really wanted to roll her eyes, but this is really a straight old eunuch, not oily or salty.

"Eunuch Dou, my husband is going to rest, please go back."

Order to evict guests.

"Okay." Dou An followed the good advice, and Ma slipped away.

As soon as he left, Zhe Yu threw off the quilt and got up, almost covered in prickly heat on a hot day. "Things are a little trickier now."

Baicaoshi gestured with a knife.

"Kill?" Zhe Yu raised his forehead and asked, Madam is becoming more and more daring now.

"Knock him out and throw him back to Yanjing. Either Croton will serve you."

Zhe Yu shook his head, "Dou An can be the second most eunuch in charge in the palace, he has some real skills. In other words, he is so firm, which represents certain opinions of the emperor."

Did the emperor suspect Zhe Yu? Want to put it under your nose?

Sure enough, the next day, Dou An came again. This time they also brought eight sedan chairs. "Young Master Zheyu, Your Majesty said that even if you are carried, you will be carried to Yanjing. The official seal is ready, the mansion is ready, and the imperial physicians are waiting in line for you."

Zhe Yu rolled his eyelids, "How could you not follow His Majesty's order? Tomorrow I will go to Beijing together with my father-in-law. But my wife has something else to do, please take care of me as a sick child."

Huh, madam not going? Aren't the wife and the son the most affectionate husband and wife?

But Dou An is not entangled, the ulterior motive is not in the poems of Baicao, just talk about moving the son.

That night, Zheyu, Baicaoshi and Zhenyilou gathered together.

"What should we do now? Right now is the best time to collect Cordyceps sinensis. If we delay, we will have to wait for next year." Zhenyilou said.

Baicaoshi is also in a hurry, but messy things happen one after another.

Zhe Yu pondered for a moment and said: "Shishi, I know you miss Yunzhao's Cordyceps sinensis. The terrain at Yunzhao is high, and the phenology is very different from Wanzhou. We really don't have so much time to waste. How about this, let's split up, you He Zhenyi went to find out who was promoting the Cordyceps business behind the scenes; after I entered the palace, I would invite the emperor to imitate the promulgation of the sacred system of the previous court. If I find a good opportunity, I will go to Yunzhao to find you."

Baicaoshi naturally didn't want Zhe Yu to get involved in the vortex again, let alone rest assured that she was not by his side.

This conversation, at this time, Plantago Seed, which had not moved for a long time in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, spoke, "Dear host, if you can save the endangered and rare herbal medicine, the system will wholeheartedly provide you with more help, and the points mall will open more Permissions. Go, go, I'm waiting for you to be honored."

What else can Baicao do?

In the end, they merged into one sentence, "Yubao, Yanjing is too dark, be careful in everything."

On the third day of August, when Baicaoshi was explaining about Wanzhou's business, Hezhen went to Yunzhao first, and Zheyu, under the eight-carried sedan chair sent by Emperor Yanwu, hurried to Yanjing leisurely.