Cub Nursery

Yan Xun and the cubs came to see the little prince again.

Egg Honghong rolled around beside the little prince, and the whole egg became bright red again.

"Little prince." Brother Dan jumped on the bed, ran up to the little prince, looked up at him, and asked, "My father intends to enter the palace, hurting himself eight hundred and hurting the enemy one thousand, do you think it's appropriate?"

"It's only temporary." Yan Xun said hastily.

Now the little prince can stay awake longer and longer, and the cubs talk to him more and more, and they are getting more and more familiar with the little prince, and they have already unconsciously accepted him as one of their own.So Yan Xun made this important decision, and no one planned to hide it from the little prince.

"Is it for Shen Qianyin?" The little prince had already heard the cubs talk about Shen Qianyin, and he thought of it as soon as Brother Dan brought it up.

Yan Xun nodded slightly.

"That's it." The little prince looked a little sad. He knew what Shen Qianyin had done. If he followed the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, there would be no need for such trouble. As long as the witnesses and material evidences are complete, he can be arrested directly.

It's just that it was his father who stopped this matter.

If Shen Qianyin is allowed to continue at large, no one can guarantee that the cubs will not be in danger again. The little prince can even imagine that perhaps in his father's mind, he wishes Shen Qianyin could be more patient and weaken the cubs' strength , and can even check and balance the cubs.

But what mistakes did the cubs make along the way?Why should they be weakened and checked and balanced.

"Master Yan, let's go." The little prince whispered, hesitated again, and did not speak.

"Do you still want to know how Concubine Jia is doing?" Brother Egg stood beside her and asked attentively, "If you want to know, just ask, and I can help you find out."

"Thank you." The little prince whispered.

Brother Dan patted his small chest, "Don't worry, wrap it on me."

"You are so kind." The little prince suddenly said, "I understand a little. I used to envy you, thinking that you little cubs are living the most relaxed life in the world with Master Yan. Now... it seems that I am also living a happy life. I can’t believe it, I always feel like I’m dreaming, and I don’t dare to believe it. But this seems to be the truth, I...not only was accepted by you, but also...one of my own."

When he understood this, he suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably.

Now he is still facing Master Yan, and he is finally like the little cubs, no longer need to strictly abide by the rules, and no longer need to fear that what he said is wrong, offend others, and no longer be favored.

He can say what he wants to say and do what he wants to do, just like the little cubs.

He could tell that Yan Xun and the cubs were sincere, not the kind of hypocritical acting that could be seen at a glance.

"You just know." Brother Dan said carelessly, "We have long regarded you as one of our own."

"Thank you." The little prince lowered his head and wiped his tears.

"Drink some porridge, and when Egg Honghong comes back next time, maybe you can go out for a walk. Now that spring is just beginning outside, everything is revived, and the trees on the side of the road are sprouting paper, which is very beautiful." Yan Xun was gentle Said, "Don't think too much here, let the doctor call the cubs or call me if you have something to do."

Dan Honghong rolled to Yan Xun's hand and rubbed against it, but did not move.

Yan Xun picked up the egg Honghong, and said to the little prince, "Recover from illness, I will come back tomorrow."

The cubs all followed Yan Xun out, leaving only the Huashu cub watching him drink porridge.

The taste of the boiled porridge is very special. It can be seen that there are several kinds of grains, and the taste of the porridge is different every time. Some are slightly sweet, some are slightly salty, and some taste weird, but they are all different Not difficult to drink.

"Xiaohua, is my concubine mother..." The little prince hesitated and asked, "Is she pregnant? If not, concubine mother will definitely find a way to contact me. I know concubine mother, she is not that smart... if……"

After being ill for a while, and also going crazy for a while, the little prince found that he could clearly understand many things, and sometimes he would be startled himself.

And the more intelligent, more transparent, and more predictable, the more the little prince admires Yan Xun, because Yan Xun has never been sick or crazy, and he still has such great abilities.

It is also now that he has become much smarter, so that he can understand how difficult it was for Yan Xun to enter the Honghe Temple as a small Honghe Temple, and to walk out step by step with the cubs, even if it is replaced by him now, I'm afraid there is no other way.

The medical skills that the flower tree cub in front of him learned were not taught by Huo Lao, but by Yan Xun.

Every time he sees the cubs of Huashu take out so many weird instruments, the little prince will feel curious, he really can't figure out what kind of ability Yan Xun has to come up with such weird ideas.

"The recovery has been pretty good these past few days. Wait until tomorrow and see if I can bring some other foods that are easy to digest. I am tired of drinking porridge every day." After the flower tree cub finished speaking, he saw the little prince staring straight at him Looking at himself, he sighed and said, "I know I can't hide it from you. Since you asked, I'll tell you. The empress is indeed pregnant again, and her health is not very good. My master has entered the palace several times these days. Empress also asked about you..."

"She won't ask me." The little prince said clearly, "That's fine, I don't have anything to worry about over there."

"Alright." The flower tree cub nodded, "Go to sleep, it will be a better start when you wake up."

Yan Xun entered the palace again, the emperor's expression was not very good.

Although Concubine Jia is pregnant, it is a very good thing, but she is still sick, and no matter how many doctors she has seen, she is always not good. Huo Lao has come a few times, and she is given acupuncture and various expensive medicinal materials. A lot of boiled tonic, this has a little effect.

"What's the matter with Yan Aiqing?" the emperor asked plainly.

"Your Majesty, I have a play for you." Yan Xun took out a booklet and handed it over.

Zhang Rui trotted forward, took the playbook with both hands, and trotted back.

The emperor opened the memorial at will, and when he saw the beginning, he straightened up quickly, picked up the reading glasses given by the cubs in the brocade box, put it on, and looked at it carefully.

There were not many words written in the booklet, but the emperor read it carefully and repeatedly.

Tofu workshops, glass workshops, chicken and pig workshops, and even Yan Xun was willing to send skilled craftsmen to help the emperor build a gun and ammunition workshop.

"Yan Aiqing, is this serious?" The emperor looked at the last few lines carefully. Although guns and ammunition workshops made the most basic guns and shell casings used by Taoist soldiers today, the most basic gunpowder still cannot be made. Yan Xun provided, but this is already good.

Moreover, there are too many secrets in gunpowder, and it is too dangerous. The emperor wanted to build a workshop in the palace, so it was better not to touch it without touching it.

"Your Majesty, I want to sue Shen Qianyin." Yan Xun said in a deep voice.

The emperor paused, and was about to refuse when he suddenly saw the booklet in his hand.

Today Yan Xun obviously came prepared, although he wrote a booklet to donate these workshops, without going through the cabinet, then the emperor can select the workshops and put them into the private treasury without going through the court. This is amazing wealth.

But it is obvious that Yan Xun is bound to win Shen Qianyin, and if he is unwilling, even if the emperor takes the workshop, he can't even think about making money.

If the chicken-raising workshop is not done well, one will die as soon as it dies. The same is true for the pig-raising workshop. Not only may one die, but the pigs raised may not grow up or gain weight anyway. If this is the case, it will not make money at all. .

If Yan Xun wanted to give it, he would naturally give it to the workshop that made money. If he didn't want to, the workshop would just give it, and it wouldn't make money.

This is a blatant conspiracy.

Although Shen Qianyin's family is very rich, and donated a lot of money, and even has the ability to hurt the cubs, but compared to the workshop under Yan Xun's hands, it is obviously not enough.

"For workshops that raise pigs and chickens, the chickens and pigs raised can be sold to canning workshops," Yan Xun said.

In this way, there is no need to worry about selling pigs and chickens.

Moreover, the price of meat in Daqin has always been closely related to the lives of the people. If the emperor can lower the price of meat, it will be an immortal achievement!

The emperor had shortness of breath and wanted a workshop to raise pigs and chickens, but the tofu workshop is also very good. Even if every household in Daqin can make tofu, there are still many people who specialize in making tofu to make money, and Yan Xun's tofu workshop uses The recipe is different, and it is related to the bean curd workshop.

The private treasury got the income from the bean curd workshop, and now the newly built palace in the palace is the money paid by the emperor himself.

There are also gun and ammunition workshops, which the emperor wants more.

Looking left and right, everyone wants to keep it for themselves, and they don't want to go through the court.

"Forget it, Shen Qianyin is loyal, but he should be punished by the law if he did something wrong." The emperor said casually.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yan Xun hurriedly said.

Coming out of the imperial study, Yan Xun waited outside and came back, and sure enough he waited for Zhang Rui.

"Eunuch Zhang." Yan Xun hurriedly cupped his hands at Eunuch Zhang, and asked again, "How is Concubine Jia these days?"

"With Mr. Huo here, the child is saved." Zhang Rui whispered, "It's just the complexion that is still not good. The emperor asked the slaves to ask Mr. Yan, the Guiyuan green ganoderma..."

Yan Xun offered more than one Guiyuan green Ganoderma lucidum, even if the emperor himself ate one, there must still be some left in his hands, it is interesting to ask Zhang Rui to ask now.

"Yes, but Guiyuan Green Ganoderma can only restore vitality, not cure diseases." Yan Xun said, "If Guiyuan Green Ganoderma is useful, Huo Lao will naturally go back to the Baoyutang Medical Center to get it, don't bother me. Guiyuan Green Ganoderma It is called a magic medicine by many people, but it is actually not that powerful, and its effect is very limited.”

It’s just that when ordinary people get older, they will always lose a lot of vitality. Guiyuan Green Ganoderma Lucidum happens to be able to make up for it for a long time, which is just rejuvenation.

Guiyuan Green Ganoderma lucidum has never been a magic medicine, and Yan Xun did not use it as a magic medicine.

Coming out of the palace, Yan Xun saw Jing Fengye waiting there, and hurried over.

"It's done." Yan Xun said happily, "I'm sure Shen Qianyin will be unable to escape this time!"

"En." Jing Fengye helped Yan Xun into the carriage, and said in a low voice, "The cubs asked me to ask your lord how Concubine Jia is doing."

"The condition is stable, and the baby is saved, as for the rest, we can only leave it to fate." Yan Xun sighed, "If so many imperial doctors in the palace hadn't given Concubine Jia too many birth-preserving medicines, the baby would not have been saved. Maybe Concubine Jia has already recovered from her illness. When Concubine Jia gives birth, let Jia Qiugu enter the palace to give you a Guiyuan Green Ganoderma..."

If people from Jia Buzhen's branch were allowed to enter the palace, no matter if it was Mrs. Jia or the Ruan family, they might not be able to return to Zhao with the green ganoderma lucidum.

"Should Jia Qiugu go to see the little prince?" Jing Fengye thought for a while and said, "Jia Qiugu is the little prince's in-law after all."

"Success." Yan Xun thought for a while and agreed.

Now Jia Buzhen doesn't know the news about the little prince at all, but it only takes a few days to be sad. After knowing that Concubine Jia is pregnant again, the whole Jia family is now beating gongs and drums. I am so happy that I wish the whole world knew about it. .

Another carriage from the concrete building of the Conservation Hall entered the capital and stopped at the gate of the Song Mansion.

The concierge guarded the two servants early on, all stretching their necks and watching eagerly.

Seeing the carriage approaching, one of the servants hurriedly muttered: "Looking at the inconspicuous carriage without the family emblem, the tall horse pulled by it is very spiritual, and it doesn't even need to be chased, so it should be enough."

"Nonsense, it must be! You go in and tell the master, and I will meet them."

"Success." The boy agreed and ran away.

At the beginning, Messi and the cubs practiced brush calligraphy together, but now the other cubs' brush calligraphy has a bit of style, even the baby can write good brush calligraphy, only Messi is very knowledgeable, but Even brush calligraphy can't be practiced well.

Messi always feels that the brush is too soft to touch, and he can't master it well.

It was Yan Xun who led Messi to find teachers from the first school and second school of the Conservation School, and Mr. Zhou Guangzhou. Finally, he chose the idea given by everyone and asked Messi to go to Song Feiliang to practice. Character.

Song Feiliang is not only knowledgeable, but also knows several fonts, and one of them is his own. He is really a great talent, and he will definitely be able to make friends with Messi.

And today is the day of the appointment. A few days in advance, the whole house of the Song family was cleaned up. At dawn, two servants ran to the gate to wait for the carriage. The inside of the house was even more lively. , Many servants were so busy that they almost ran.

One of the servants ran back to report the news, while the other took a step forward, looking at the carriage expectantly.

The curtain of the car was lifted, but what came out was not Messi, but a small cub not much bigger than an egg.

"Hey." Brother Dan smiled at the boy, "Surprised, right? Of course my brother is here too, and I'm here to join in the fun, and I have something to do with your master by the way."

After Messi came out, the boy was relieved, and hurriedly led the two cubs inside.

From the very beginning, Song Feiliang had a very good relationship with Yan Xun, and any good things in Yan Xun's hands would be the first to be sent to the Song Mansion. Soap, tofu, even glass, cement, are now hard to find The Song Mansion got the sweet-scented osmanthus cake early on, so not only did Song Feiliang have a good relationship with Yan Xun, but everyone in the Song Mansion also had a very good impression of Yan Xun and the cubs.

Now that Messi is going to practice calligraphy with Song Feiliang, the entire Song family is almost spontaneously bustling with preparations.

Brother Dan followed Messi all the way inside, and as soon as he entered an arch, a group of female relatives greeted him in front of him.

"This is Brother Dan?" A well-maintained and elegantly dressed woman covered her mouth and squatted down cautiously.

"It's me." Brother Dan nodded.

"Can I touch it?" the woman asked in a low voice, as if she was afraid of scaring Brother Dan.

Several other female family members also hurriedly gathered around, and others stepped forward to surround Messi, giving a bunch of pouches, silver nudes, and golden nudes.

"Yes." Brother Dan put his hands on his hips and said carelessly, "Don't be so careful, I speak loudly and have great strength, so I won't break it if I touch it."

"Hmm..." Even so, the woman lightly touched the younger brother who laid eggs, and quickly withdrew her hand, her face full of uncontrollable excitement.

Seeing that the woman was so excited, Brother Dan hurriedly said, "No need to do this, I am the same as my brothers, just a little smaller. I eat more to grow my body."

The woman covered her mouth excitedly again.

These backhouse women who live in the boudoir rarely see outsiders, and they have almost never seen this group of cubs. Now that they finally see Messi and Brother Dan, the feeling of softness in their hearts is simply controlling Can't live.

It took a while for the group of female relatives to let go of the younger brother and Messi.

Further inside, a few little brothers and young men gathered together, sitting or standing in the pavilion, seeing Messi and Brother Dan coming, they all hurriedly cupped their hands and greeted each other in a polite manner.

Messi and Brother Dan also bowed their hands in a proper manner.

After the greeting, a little brother with a round face looked at Brother Dan curiously and asked, "Brother Dan, you are really so small, you feel so amazing!"

"That's right, it's very convenient for me, I can go wherever I want. But it's good that you are all so tall, and I will grow so tall and big in the future." Brother Dan opened his eyes Arm gestures.

Someone asked Messi, "Have you really started to practice calligraphy? I heard from my father that you are very knowledgeable, and all the children in our family can't compare to you."

"My knowledge can only be considered average." Messi said hastily.

"Impossible? Who is the best educated cub?"

"There is no one who is the best in learning. The top ten are the young scholars, and we haven't taken the exam for the latter, so we can't count them." Messi said honestly.

A group of lively little brothers and young men all showed exaggerated expressions, "The elders in the family think that our 12-year-old students are too early. If you are a scholar, you can do it at [-] or [-]. How old are you? This is too powerful."

Messi and Brother Dan both puffed out their small chests very reservedly.

In fact, they are not that good, the one who is good is Yan Xun who taught them knowledge.

The Song family is also a wealthy family with a large population, and everyone welcomes Messi and Brother Dan to come. They have a special banquet, and there are small games such as throwing pots and reciting poems.

These funs are okay for Messi, but not for Brother Dan. After all, he hasn't started studying yet, and he is too small, so he didn't participate.

Brother Dan squatted aside and watched for a while, then got up to look for Song Feiliang.

in the library.

Song Feiliang looked down at the solemn brother Dan, and asked, "Brother Dan is here today, is there something wrong?"

"En!" Brother Dan nodded with a stern face, "It's about Shen Qianyin and Shen Shulang. Shen Qianyin is the incomparably rich Shen Qianyin, and Shen Shulang may not know many people, but when my brothers sue Shen Qianyin, Shen Shulang will also be arrested. Many people know."

Now almost everyone in Shen Shulang's family is imprisoned. From the very beginning, old man Shen felt that the sky was falling, and cursed Shen Shulang desperately.

Shen Shulang was in a trance.

In the end, in the end, he ended up in jail.

It's just that this time it wasn't what parents had agreed with him, to let him take the blame for Shen Qianyin and let him bear all the responsibilities, but to dig out all the hidden secrets thoroughly and make them public.

"Your elder brother had no milk to eat when he was a child, so he boiled a few grains of rice for several hours, and gave your elder brother some rice soup."

"I couldn't afford herbal medicine before, and there were many mosquitoes in the house. Your father stayed up all night and fanned your elder brother."

Mrs. Shen said with a sad face.

What Shen Shulang thought of was that he saw with his own eyes when he was a child, Shen Qianyin stole the fire folder at home, went out to set fire, was seen by neighbors and told his parents, obviously Shen Qianyin was standing by the fire at that time, and the fire folder was still in his hand, parents But turn a blind eye.

Later, his parents dragged him to the street, stripped off his pants, and beat him with a thick wooden stick.

At that time, Shen Qianyin was standing by the side and watching with a smile.

The old man Shen said to his neighbors: "Children have to be disciplined like this. Dutiful sons will be born under the stick."

Shen Shulang still remembered that the neighbors around him were all laughing, did they agree with what old man Shen did?I'm afraid it's a smile on my face, and I'm laughing at their family in my heart, right?

"Now your elder brother's house has collapsed so much, and there is nowhere to go. It is really not easy."

"Shu Lang, you are our own, even outsiders won't say anything to you, but your elder brother is different. After all, he has no father or mother. The child we picked up from outside is so pitiful."

"Shu Lang, just plead guilty and help your elder brother."

Plead guilty for him, die for him.

Shen Shulang huddled at the base of the wall and leaned hard against the corner, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

He is also a human being, he has read so many books, and he has met people around Yan Xun. He also has a conscience and wants to be filial to his parents. He has done so many things just to be filial to his parents, but his parents still don’t agree. satisfy.

Father and mother were afraid that others would gossip, so they tortured him in various ways. Now that the whole family is in prison, parents still haven't forgotten that Shen Qianyin, who is now free and easy outside, rich and invincible, is the number one rich man in Qin Dynasty .

"For you, I lost my conscience. For you, I betrayed Mr. Yan. For you, I went to prison. In the end, you are still not satisfied."

"Could it be that because I am my own child, the living person must be a ghost or a ghost, and I can't even choose to die?"

There was the sound of the jailer's footsteps, old man Shen hurried forward and covered Shen Shulang's mouth, preventing him from speaking.

Seeing the jailer coming in, Old Man Shen hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "My lord, when can we go out? I still have some money at home. If your lord is willing to make it easier, the money is also available."

The jailer ignored the old man Shen, but stepped forward and patted on the door, and said loudly: "Everyone in the Shen family, listen, now the lyrics written by Song Feiliang have begun to be sung, what is right and wrong depends on what people in the world say. In the past few days, you are not in a hurry to inquire about the crime, let's take you out and listen to what other people have to say."

"What? Isn't Song Feiliang a scholar? Family ugliness should not be publicized, family ugliness should not be publicized!"

"That can't be hidden!" The jailer said coldly, "I can't be the master of this kind of thing, and you don't ask me. If you ask, you can ask Master Yan. Bah, why are you doing this for your own face? Anyway, I don't like my parents!"