Scholar and old attack

The next day, Jiang Jingyuan found some newborn rabbits for experiments.

On the first day, the little rabbit had some diarrhea.

The next day, the little rabbit was a little depressed.

On the third day, the little rabbit was even more listless.

Just when Jiang Jingyuan thought that the milk powder was not ready, from the fourth day onwards, the little rabbit started to jump around alive and well.

Only then did Jiang Jingyuan feel relieved, as long as the milk can be used, Xu Shuizhou saw that the milk could be used, and wanted to taste it, but Jiang Jingyuan stopped him, "No, this can only prove that the milk rabbit is fine, if people try it Still need to wait."

"It's not that hypocritical. When there was a famine in the early years, I ate both soil and bark."

Xu Shuizhou gave Jiang Jingyuan a teasing look, knowing that Jiang Jingyuan felt sorry for him, but he had been coveting this milk powder for several days, seeing that the bowl of powder was almost bottomed out, he didn't even try a sip, quite helpless.

Jiang Jingyuan found a few soldiers who could be sent in, and each of them distributed some milk powder, and asked them to find different animal experiments to see, and finally make sure that they all passed the test.

"Master Jiang, tomorrow is the mutual market. I don't know if Master Jiang has a countermeasure for the Pu'er tea."

Jiang Jingyuan was doing milk powder experiments in a calm manner, but the officials below were in a hurry. The most anxious one was Wu Xiaoxuan, who was in charge of the tea department.

Following Jiang Jingyuan to this frontier, Jiang Jingyuan locked himself in the small courtyard every day, looking not in a hurry, like a feather stirring his heart from time to time.

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes were lightly closed, and the tenderness that he had just been with Xu Shuizhou was gone from his face, and there was a faint trace of alienation between his brows.

"What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate." The voice was a little cold, and there was no warmth in the black and white eyes.

It was just a sentence, but Wu Xiaoxuan felt as if there were two big hands behind him constantly oppressing him, the pressure doubled, and he hesitated to speak.

"Why, it hasn't been investigated yet."

A few clusters of flames appeared in Jiang Jingyuan's eyes. One and a half months passed without even investigating this matter. The efficiency and speed of this work is really not flattering.

"Except for the investigation of the contradictions in the two villages, nothing else can be found out."

Wu Xiaoxuan wiped the sweat off his forehead, that's how the people below reported to him.

"Heh——" Jiang Jingyuan sneered, flung his long sleeves, and threw the cup in his hand at Wu Xiaoxuan's feet, and it exploded immediately, "You can't do this little thing well, so what's the use of the household department supporting you."

"Hey, let's take a look, this is the news that Yunzhou has investigated."

Jiang Jingyuan looked at Wu Xiaoxuan like he was looking at a fool, and threw out an envelope. He was really not afraid of his enemies like gods, but his teammates like pigs. He had told them to pay attention to the movements of other countries, but they actually ignored his words on the spot.

Wu Xiaoxuan tremblingly picked up the envelope on the ground, opened it and saw that he was drenched in sweat from head to toe, and his breath was short of breath, "This...how...is it possible..."

"Is there anything impossible? Wala has always been a prodigal son and provoked the people on the frontier with his ambition. In the past few years, the five princes have been guarding the frontier to prevent them from harassing the frontier. Why should the United Grassland attack me this time? "

As Jiang Jingyuan said, he tossed his long sleeves again, and put his hands behind his back, with a mysterious expression on his face, "Why, do you think that the people of the Grassland and the Wala tribe have no brains, or do you think they can do nothing but burn, kill, loot and abuse?" Use tricks, you are stupid, or they are stupid."

Jiang Jingyuan said that a layer of ice had formed in his eyes, and there was a bit of sharpness in his eyes, and he pressed on every step, "Or, you think that I, Jiang Jingyuan, are just an idiot, and you can fool me casually."

Jiang Jingyuan's words were like a steel knife piercing Wu Xiaoxuan's heart bit by bit, making him dare not even breathe, as if he had been picked up from the water, "Master Jiang...Xiaguan...absolutely No such intention."

When Wu Xiaoxuan said this, he felt that he had no confidence.

"Hmph, I give you a warning, never treat others as fools." Jiang Jingyuan waved his hand impatiently, he didn't have the patience to waste his stamina for a clumsy official like a pig.

Fortunately, Xiao Zilei was assigned to Yunzhou. He had already guessed that the comfortable officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs would not work hard, so Xiao Zilei sent a letter of divorce to let Xiao Zilei pay attention to the trend of Yunzhou.

Sure enough, it was found that a group of caravans had been to Yunzhou three months ago, and the atmosphere in Yunzhou had not been right two months ago, until the burning of the mountain happened a month ago.

Following this line, Xiao Zilei not only found out that grassland people were involved, but also Wala was behind him.

These two have always been incompatible, why didn't they directly join forces to attack the Ming Dynasty, instead they used the tea mountain as a provocation, there must be some ulterior conspiracy behind it.

This time I came to the grassland to solve this matter, secondly, to make the mutual market between the two countries go smoothly, and thirdly, about milk powder.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingyuan didn't dare to delay, so he went to Huang Yu and asked him for a map of the grassland. This time, he also had to give the grassland Dahan an explanation about the tea exchange.

After asking for the map, Jiang Jingyuan locked himself in the house and did not go out. He put the rice paper on the parchment roll, and began to copy it bit by bit with a charcoal pen.

Although the Ming Dynasty is not a dynasty in history, Jiang Jingyuan once surveyed the terrain, just like the earth, he wanted to try to see if the terrain of the two worlds overlapped 100% except for the different histories.

Thanks to my high school geography teacher for forcing him to draw a map. Although I can’t remember much about it, I can draw a rough outline and remember some important places.

Then compare the two maps one by one.

As evening fell, Jiang Jingyuan rubbed his chin and thought carefully, his eyes flickered from time to time, no one knew what he was thinking.

"What are you thinking about?"

As night fell, Xu Shuizhou saw that Jiang Jingyuan didn't even come out for dinner, so he brought some food and came to him, and saw him dragging his cheeks in a daze.

"I'm thinking about how to grow old with you affectionately."

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes narrowed, and he replied without thinking.

"what……"

Xu Shuizhou didn't understand.

Jiang Jingyuan smiled tenderly and affectionately, pulled the rice paper in front of the table, dipped a brush in ink, and wrote stroke by stroke, "The spring water is born, the spring forest is flourishing, and the spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as you. Together."

Xu Shuizhou's eyelashes trembled, and as he read each sentence, tears fell uncontrollably, "It's so beautiful."

"No matter how beautiful a poem is, it's not as beautiful as yours." Jiang Jingyuan raised his head and smiled, and was caught off guard when he saw Xu Shuizhou's crying face, "Why are you still crying?"

"I wanted to please you, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating. I think I'd better throw this poem away."

Jiang Jingyuan was in a hurry at the moment, wanting to collect the ink and ink, and also wanted to wipe A Zhou's tears.

"No, this will be mine from now on."

When Xu Shuizhou saw that Jiang Jingyuan wanted to destroy the calligraphy and painting, he didn't agree with anything, so he carefully put away the rice paper on the table and put it in his arms like a treasure.

Seeing Xu Shuizhou's precious appearance, Jiang Jingyuan smiled kindly, with gentle eyes, "Okay, okay, if you like it, I'll write to you every day, okay?"

"You're so busy all day long, how can you have time for all these romances..." Xu Shuizhou frowned as he spoke, his voice a little low, "Once in a while is fine."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jiang Jingyuan doted on his Ah Zhou as always.

In the early morning of the second day, outside the gate of Niuyang City, Jiang Jingyuan finally saw the envoy from the grassland tribe, Qimu De Zaza.

"Qi Mude has met Mr. Jiang."

Qi Mude Zaza saluted Jiang Jingyuan with the standard prairie salute, but spoke in non-standard Daming Mandarin.

Hearing this, Jiang Jingyuan thought it was a bit funny, but somehow he collapsed, and replied with a big Ming etiquette, "Jiang Jingyuan has also met Mr. Qi Mude."

"Master Jiang is being polite."

It can be seen that Qi Mude came here this time with great sincerity, and had no intention of becoming an enemy of the Ming Dynasty. Why did he join forces with Wala...

There was a flash of inspiration in Jiang Jingyuan's eyes, but there was no abnormality on his face. He smiled warmly at Qi Mude, "The city has prepared a banquet for all the grassland soldiers. Please, Mr. Qi Mude."

"Master Jiang please too."

During the banquet, everyone ate and drank, and slowly discussed the things that need to be traded in this mutual market.

In fact, it was no different from previous years. There was harmony between the two countries on the surface, but in fact there was constant fighting in the dark. However, the supplies on the grassland were scarce. Seeing that Jiang Jingyuan was so young, Qi Mude wanted to ask for more benefits from him.

But Jiang Jingyuan was not as easy to deal with as he thought. He played Tai Chi again and again, but he didn't get half of the loss.

At the end of the banquet, Qi Mude realized that something was wrong. After chatting for a long time, why didn't he see the tea leaves, and hurriedly asked, "Master Jiang, why didn't we see the tea leaves that we talked about earlier."

Jiang Jingyuan's mouth twitched, and he shook his head solemnly and sighed, "Lord Qi Mude, I'm really sorry. This year's tea mountain was burned down because of the fight between two villages. Please forgive me."

"bump--"

Qi Mude slapped the table, his face was furious, "What does the burning of the tea mountain have to do with our grassland? This was discussed earlier. You can't use this reason to prevaricate me."

Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyes calmly, and looked carefully at Qi Mude. Seeing that he was so angry, and his expression did not seem to be fake, he really didn't know that the tea mountain was burned down.

Jiang Jingyuan's brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes seemed to be sizing up the people behind Qi Mude, but he saw a person with his head down, but his little finger was raised.

proud gesture...

"Master Jiang, since you Daming are so dishonest, not all people in our grassland eat grass."

Qi Mude's threat was palpable, and with a "bang", he smashed the table in front of him in half with his fist, spilling the delicious food and wine on the table.

The people who followed him all stood up in unison, all of them pulled out the grassland sabers they were carrying around their waists with evil spirits, and stared angrily at the officials of the Ming Dynasty.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were not vegetarians either. Seeing that these prairie barbarians were about to attack, they all stood up and took out their bows and arrows to aim at the ferocious prairie soldiers.

The scene where they were enjoying themselves just now suddenly became tense.

Jiang Jingyuan withdrew his eyes and sat drinking tea calmly, not paying attention to such an atmosphere.

Seeing Jiang Jingyuan like this, Qi Mude was even more annoyed, and filled with righteous indignation, "Since Daming doesn't pay attention to my grassland and blatantly abandons the contract, I don't think this mutual market will open again, and you guys will follow me out."

"Kill kill kill—"

The soldiers in the prairie were bloodthirsty, and after listening to Qi Mude's words, all of them were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

The officials behind Jiang Jingyuan were terrified by the bravery of the grassland soldiers. People who have been in the capital all year round, when they saw such a scene of doing what they said, their legs were so frightened that their legs went limp, and their bodies went limp.

Jiang Jingyuan drank the tea in the cup calmly, and sneered, "It's a pity, there was a business better than tea to talk to Mr. Mude, since Mr. Mude has no intention, then let's forget about it."

Jiang Jingyuan's understatement made Qi Mude's heart skip a beat, what better business than tea?

The author has something to say: the spring water is born, the spring forest is flourishing, and the spring breeze is ten li, not as good as you.May there be years to look back, and grow old together with affection. ——From: "Qi Thirty" in 24 of Feng Tang's "Three **".

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