I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Zhenyilou approached lightly, and took a thick dress to help her cover, Baicaoshi felt it, and murmured "Yubao".

He withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and walked towards the door of the tent.

He also has his own tent, but the night is too cold, so he needs to light a bonfire. He needs to make sure that the bonfire is closest to Baicaoshi's tent, and add firewood in time. Then just stay at the entrance of her tent.

Gathering up his thick padded coat and gathering his energy, he tilted his head and leaned against it for a nap. After an unknown period of time, he felt the clothes return to his shoulders.

Baicaoshi's misty eyes were looking at him.

"Are you awake? How are you feeling?"

Baicaoshi sat cross-legged beside her, her brows and eyes facing the firelight, soft and warm. "It's much better. I'm a bit unlucky this time, and I'm not feeling well."

"Why don't we rest in the tent tomorrow and we'll go find it the day after tomorrow." Zhenyi couldn't bear her running around too much, what could be more important than her body?

Baicaoshi categorically denied it, "No, then I will die of boredom."

This boring tent, no mobile phone, no TV, no entertainment, can't bear to stay for a day.

Then there is silence. The bonfire crackled, and two more pieces of wood were thrown in on the first floor, and the bonfire rolled up.

"Shinichi, tell me the story of your childhood. I found out that you don't know anything about your work with Mr. Mo except your kung fu."

She asked tactfully, because what she wanted to know most was his father. Shinichi is almost the most powerful master below the grand master, so what kind of person would his father be.

"You want to hear it?"

"Yeah, yes. But if you don't want to say..."

"There is nothing you can't say." Zhenyilou raised his head, the sky on the plateau was empty and sparse, and the stars were particularly bright. "I'm a native of Yunzhao. My father is a doctor, and he worked with the chief rudder in the Restoration Congress. When my mother gave birth to me, she died because of a haemorrhage. I have good bones. I started to study with the chief rudder when I was three Wu. Actually, he is quite strict. I only found out when I was a little older that he trained me to succeed him."

Baicaoshi blinked her eyes and asked, "I didn't expect your father to be a doctor. Why didn't you study medicine with him?"

Even if it is his own father, Zhen Yilou is not polite, "His medical skills are much worse than yours. I have never seen him go up the mountain to collect medicine a few times. But he likes to study ancient medical books. He is very obsessed and doesn't care much about it." Me, I'm still closer to the chief helmsman in my heart."

"When I was seven years old, I once heard from the Chief Steward that there was a little boy in Yanjing whose talent in martial arts was not inferior to mine. It's the best in my eyes."

"When I was nine years old, the chief rudder said that the little boy in Yanjing was talented and ambitious. How could I turn myself into a genius? I had to practice martial arts harder."

"When I was eleven years old, the chief rudder said, the little boy in Yanjing is our hope for the future and our master. I don't understand, why? The chief rudder is the one I follow and obey all my life. A hero in my heart."

Baicaoshi couldn't help but laugh, besides Zhe Yu, who else is the little boy in Yanjing? Poor Shinichi has been shrouded in the light of Zhe Yu. "Then you didn't come up with any thoughts, such as beating up the little boy in Yanjing?"

Zhenyilou looked at Baicaoshi in disbelief, and pursed his lips slightly, "I really thought about it before, but later, I just envy it."

He didn't say anything about being envious of Yanjing's little boy. Baicaoshi thought, who in the world would not envy such an outstanding person as Zhe Yu?

"and after?"

"My father had a big fight with the chief helmsman and left the Restoration Conference.

This message is critical, because parting ways can represent a disagreement of philosophy. "Do you know why?"

"I have vaguely heard others say that the identity of the chief helmsman, you should know, after all, he is a great master, and he doesn't have such a strong desire for power in the mundane world. He just hopes that the people of Yunzhao will live better. Alright. So his method is also gentle, he hopes that the descendants of Yunzhao Kingdom can inherit the throne. My father hopes that those who are capable will rebuild Yunzhao."

The establishment of political power is not easy, especially in the era of divine right of kings. Yunzhao was destroyed, and the reconstruction of Yunzhao must be based on orthodoxy.

"Later, is there any news about your father?"

"No more. He seems to have disappeared from the world, and he has no contact with me. You know what happened later. When Tie Yu got married, we planned to eradicate Tie Hanyang's family in one fell swoop. We never thought that there would be another group of people. If we got in, we would have suffered heavy casualties."

The other group of people are well-trained, Baicaoshi thinks, they should be Yuan Xian, or Pei Yuanxian.

"By the way, when you arrested me, why did you show respect when you saw my jade pendant?" As for Zhe Yu's jade pendant, Baicaoshi hadn't asked about it, and it would be a lie if she said she wasn't curious.

"The pattern engraved on the jade pendant is similar to the black bird. Who dares to use this pattern, or who is qualified? Only the Son of Destiny can do it." Zhenyilou explained.

Baicaoshi came to a sudden.

Zhe Yu has never mentioned the matter of the Son of Destiny, does he have another identity - the Son of Destiny? In this way, if Shen Liqing wanted to marry the fifth prince, did he know his hidden identity, and marriage is a tacit means to consolidate the secret. "

The Son of Destiny and the Daughter of Destiny are simply perfect.

However, this statement of destiny was a big taboo in the end, Zhe Yu was chased and killed by the great master...

No, the Great Master ignores the mundane world, behind the Great Master represents the country.

It was late at night, and Baicaoshi yawned, "Shinichi, go to bed early. Tomorrow we will move with the caravan, and stay closer to the herbal farmers who lead the way."

So far, the caravan has not done anything to the herb collectors. Could it be that the caravan of the Song Dynasty was only looking for Cordyceps for Pei Yuanxian?

The first floor is really good.

The next day, the group continued to search for more Cordyceps. With the blessing of the two wolves, Baicaoshi has the most fruitful harvest, which has been spread on the plateau.

People die for money, birds die for food, and the caterpillar fungus attracts other caravans. These people uttered harsh words and asked Baicaoshi to hand over Cordyceps and spare her life.

It is impossible to stay, several people eventually became the souls of Zhenyilou's subordinates, and no one dares to provoke Baicaoshi anymore.

Han Zicen's eyes changed when he looked at Baicaoshi and Zhenyilou. Fortunately, he didn't embarrass them. Otherwise, he really didn't know how he died. He also strictly restrained his subordinates, not to be rude to Baicaoshi and the others.

In the evening, a rare blizzard occurred on the plateau, and many tents, felt bags and supplies were blown away without a trace. At this juncture, Zhenyilou tied the reins of the two horses to his body, and he and Baicaoshi each held a wolf, struggling to resist in the wind and snow.

Han Zicen's caravan also suffered heavy losses, and many people froze to death in the snowstorm.

If the snow doesn't stop, everyone will be buried in the sea of ​​snow.