Counterattack life dressed as a brother

"Write down the required medicine list on paper and hand it to Bengong. I still have something to do when I go back. Hurry up."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyang lowered his head, with a golden light in his eyes, he took a paper and a pen, and began to write the names of some medicinal materials. At the beginning, they were relatively rare, but they were more expensive. It got a little outrageous later on.

Because it is not ordinary expensive, if you buy them all back, it is estimated to be worth a fortune, let alone tens of thousands of taels of gold.

"Your Majesty, here are the 160 seven kinds of medicinal herbs we need. As long as we find all of them within a month, we can continue to change the pulse condition." Zhang Jingyan said softly.

Concubine Wan took the order, and her face, which was still fine, suddenly changed, "What's the matter with Qimingzi? There are also dragon tongue roots, snow lotus seeds, does a prescription for changing the pulse condition need so many precious herbs?"

Hearing Zhang Jingyang's face was slightly startled, and he couldn't believe it, "Mother, do you have any misunderstanding about medical skills? Changing the pulse is not an easy thing to do. This is not only for the sake of your body, but also You have to take care of the little prince in your belly. The medicine is three-point poisonous. The grass people have tried their best to remove the toxicity of the medicine. It is these few medicine grass people who dare to prescribe this kind of prescription for you. Otherwise, if the little prince and your empress' bodies are affected, then...then..."

At the end, Zhang Jingyang didn't say anything, but looked scared.

Concubine Wan took a breath and forced a smile, "Okay, I will do it, but if there is any harm, or if you dare to tease me, then you don't have to live in this world."

"Grassmen dare not."

Seeing Zhang Jingyang's panicked face, Concubine Wan secretly thought that she was suspicious, so she turned her head and left.

After Concubine Wan left, Zhang Jingyang sat on the chair and played with the brush with a calm face, as if he wasn't the one who was panicking just now. Zhang Jingyang was very happy when he thought that he would soon have a lot of precious medicinal materials.

At the same time, Zhang Guyuan on the other side was not used to it. If the housekeeper hadn't persuaded him, he would have been planning to go to the palace at night to see his husband. At this moment, he could only look forward to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet. Hurry up.

Jun Zifeng has been listless for the past few days. At night, he always dreamed of Zhang Jingyang who fell into the mundane world like a banished fairy under the plum blossom. How could I have such a rebellious idea.

Tortured by two opposing thoughts, he was always unable to sleep peacefully. Ye Si Meng didn’t know if it was God’s blessing. He met the person he had been thinking about day and night again.

Seeing the stunned young man standing in front of him, Zhang Jingzhong, who was very bored, couldn't help joking, "I don't know who this nobleman is?"

Hearing that cool and pleasant voice, Jun Zifeng came back to his senses, and his ears turned red, "I am Gentleman Feng, ranked seventh, I wonder which concubine you are?"

"Pfft ha ha ha, so it's His Highness the Seventh Highness, but Zhang Jingyang is just a grassroots man who went to the palace to see a doctor for his concubine."

Hearing this, Jun Zifeng was shocked, "You are not my father's concubine."

"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was joking. Cao Min is just a barefoot doctor who has been invited into the palace because he only knows a little bit of medical skills."

Now the gentleman is full of enthusiasm, he is not the concubine of the emperor, he is just a doctor, how can I pursue it.

Seeing the man in front of him smirking all the time, Zhang Jingyang couldn't help but feel a little amusing, he was dumb and foolish, not at all as shrewd and ruthless as the royal family, "I wonder if the grassroots can retire?"

"Then can I call you Jingyang? You can call me Zifeng, of course you can also call me Baixi." Junzifeng is full of expectations.

Looking at the young man in front of him, a pair of clear eyes, full of expectation and extraordinary appearance, Zhang Jingyang, who was fascinated by ghosts, responded, "Yes, Baixi."

Hearing his sweetheart's words, Jun Zifeng smiled all over his face, "Jingyang is not familiar with the palace, and I haven't taken anyone with me, why don't I take you there?"

Zhang Jingyang, who was a little annoyed that he agreed so much, suddenly felt as if he had been assimilated by this dynasty, and he began to be a little wary of his brother. He frowned, not knowing what the psychological effect was, but he agreed.

Gradually, in these two or three days, the Seventh Prince always came to him, and the two became acquainted like this. Zhang Jingyang felt that a gentleman could be handed over, and treated others with a childish heart, without any arrogance of the royal family. Friendship is a strange thing. Some people are still unfamiliar with each other for a long time, but some people become close after only meeting a few times.

Probably Zhang Jingyang and Jun Zifeng belong to the second type, one is to treat him as a buddy, and the other is to hide his own concerns and get close on purpose to catch up with his wife.As a result, the two people with their own minds developed towards another weird form by coincidence.

One thinks this buddy is really nice and gets along very well, and the other thinks that he is interested in me. Sure enough, he has a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart. When we get along longer, I will give my opinion and let the emperor give us two marriages .

Finally, the Empress Dowager’s birthday arrived. This was the 66th birthday of the Empress Dowager. In order to show his filial piety, the emperor specially celebrated with the whole world and held a grand banquet. The prince mentioned it in front of the emperor from time to time, and specially rewarded him for coming to the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet.

It is not popular in Junji that men and women have different banquets at the age of seven, so in the back garden, men, brothers, and girls all mix together, and it also gives everyone more opportunities to meet. Many marriages happen at this kind of banquet of.

Of course, there were not only good marriages but also idiots and idiots at this kind of banquet. Zhang Jingyang was accompanied by Xiao Lizi. He didn't know any of the young girls in the field, so he went to the side and sat down.

After a while, Jun Qihao and Ou Moran came over, and when they saw Zhang Jingyang who had become a scenery by himself among the crowd, they walked towards him.

"Jingyang, long time no see."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Jingyang turned his head, "Why did Changsheng come to the backyard?"

"I'm sorry for causing you to fall into this quagmire." Ou Moran said with some shame.

"Changsheng was joking, what kind of quagmire is not a quagmire, Changsheng will push your master forward."

After Ou Moran got closer, he grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse, "How do you feel recently?"

"Now I can move a little bit more, but it's a bit difficult."

"Don't worry, it will be fine sooner or later. After all, I'm your fairy doctor." Zhang Jingyang and Ou Moran smiled at each other when these two words suddenly appeared, and the atmosphere could not help but ease up.