Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Three in One

"how?"

"Go back to the Shaofu. Madam Hu Ji is still waiting outside. I barely managed to stop her from kneeling... This isn't right."

"You didn't tell her that Zhu Sheng wasted so much energy refining the elixir for the king that he's still unconscious. The king is worried about Zhu Sheng, so he summoned all the doctors."

"Yes, but Master Hu Hai's legs..."

The Shaofu glanced at the female official and said meaningfully, "Something is about to change in this palace."

"Slave...I don't understand."

"The doctor has already applied medicine to Master Hu Hai's leg. Just let him rest and recuperate."

"But..." The female official still wanted to argue for something.

Hu Hai fell from such a high step. Although he had been given medicine, he should still be kept under the watchful eye of a doctor day and night.

Those are legs!

What if you accidentally become lame?

The Shaofu understood what the female official had not said, but she did not understand. But how could she have thought of it before today?

Hu Hai, that is the king's most beloved youngest son.

Even if the king values ​​Prince Fusu the most, he would not indulge him in everything like he did to Hu Hai.

However, he was sure that if Hu Hai and Zhu Dan were put together, the king would definitely choose the latter.

Because he also saw the alchemy.

As the Shaofu, he always believes in whatever the king believes.

In the past, the king believed in alchemists and believed that they really had supernatural powers.

Over time, he became even more pious than the king.

So Lu Sheng and Hou Sheng fled, and he felt the same pain of their betrayal as the king, or even more so.

He went from one extreme to another: he believed that alchemists were all liars and that elixirs were useless.

He couldn't understand why the king believed a liar and asked anything of her.

But again, he believed what the king believed.

The king said that he would treat Zhu Sheng well.

He was careful and considerate, and respectful in every way. Even someone as perceptive as Zhu Dan didn't notice his concerns when they were together.

He has always believed in this, but when he thought of what happened yesterday... the Shaofu sighed deeply.

"You don't understand. Zhu Sheng is different from those alchemists. No, comparing Zhu Sheng to them is an insult to her."

"You didn't see her opening the cauldron to make the elixir, but I did."

"Those alchemists are just mortals, but Mr. Zhu is an immortal." The Shaofu remembered that as the seventh day was approaching, the alchemists were in a panic and offered bribes to him and some nobles in the palace.

Submissive and afraid of death.

But you and I are both ants. It is normal for ants to survive.

Only Mr. Zhu did many completely unrelated things despite everyone's incomprehension and the limit of seven days.

But now I think that it was not a waste of time, it was the confidence of a god.

If mortals like us could get a whiff of immortal energy... Shaofu's heart suddenly became hot. He thought of the female slave who worked for Zhu Sheng, whose name seemed to be Su.

As a slave, he was promoted to the position of chief envoy.

The gods really have a keen eye.

"But you're right. It's not appropriate to keep her waiting like this. I'll go ask the king for instructions."

The Shaofu stood up and found Ying Zheng drawing his bow and arrow in the courtyard behind the main hall.

Ying Zheng was tall, at least 1.9 meters, but he had become increasingly thin in recent years, and the loose black robe looked empty on him.

The more majestic he became, the more he gave people a sense of old age and decay.

Maybe that's the case. In the past, the emperor and his subjects could still joke around, but now no one dares to do that. They fear the emperor as if he were a tiger.

As the Shaofu, he was obviously honored among the Nine Ministers, but he was more cautious in doing things than when he was young and in a lower position.

Many times, things that could be handed over to his subjects were done personally by him as if he were the king.

He was afraid of making mistakes, as he knew the king would not be as tolerant as he was when he was young.

"Duh!"

"Dudududu!"

The sound of the arrow flying into the target woke up the Shaofu. He looked surprised and couldn't help but raise his head a little.

Although the king was still thin, he had swept away all the old-fashioned looks for the first time, giving people a feeling of being in his prime and full of vigor.

Just like a tiger that has been hungry for a cold winter, although it is thin, it is more dangerous and ferocious.

"Shaofu, why are you looking for me?" Ying Zheng put down his longbow, turned around and looked over, with a slight smile on his face, but his eyes still had a hunting fierceness.

Shaofu subconsciously lowered his head, carefully considered his words, and told him about Hu Ji seeking medical treatment for Hu Hai.

He thought to himself, Zhu Sheng’s golden elixir is so powerful that after removing the poison from the elixir, the king seemed to have become more than ten years younger!

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and did not understand Hu Ji's kindness as a mother. He did not like others to disobey him.

He threw the bow and arrow to the guard and walked towards the inner hall: "Has Mr. Zhu woke up? What did the doctor say?"

The Shaofu wasn't surprised by Ying Zheng's question. The king had already asked him many times since yesterday, so he was prepared and immediately gave the doctor's most recent answer:

"Mr. Zhu's pulse is becoming stable. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be waking up soon."

Thinking of the thrill of last night, the Shaofu was still a little scared.

The doctor said he couldn't feel the patient's pulse.

Fortunately, Zhu Sheng survived. Thinking of the king's expression at that time, the Shaofu shuddered.

Everyone is concerned about when Zhu Dan will wake up, including Hu Ji. So what is Zhu Dan doing at this time?

She was taking stock of what she had gained from treating Zheng Ge.

I have never gained any luck from Brother Zheng. No matter whether I argued with him or used spiritual power to heal him, I couldn't touch him, or rather, touch the luck in him.

Zhu Dan thought Zheng Ge was special.

As the first emperor who unified the six kingdoms and started the feudal dynasty, and he is still alive, his luck should be as deep as the ocean and cannot be shaken easily.

Just like the Qin Dynasty under his control, when he was alive, it was as stable as Mount Tai. Even Xiang Yu, who was strong enough to lift a tripod, and Liu Bang, who was clever, adaptable and good at selecting people, did not dare to rebel.

The Qin Dynasty fell apart at the moment of his death.

So even though he gained some good luck when treating Xiaohua, Zhu Dan didn't think much about it.

She didn't expect that if she didn't make a sound, she would become a big hit.

Once the good fortune came, Zhu Dan was almost beaten to death on the beach.

She used to hate that the spiritual energy in her environment was not rich enough, but she never thought that one day there would be too much spiritual energy, so much that it would suffocate herself and Tangyuan to death.

After all, she is different from others.

Her alchemy cauldron is growing. If she cannot finish it herself, she can transfer it to Tangyuan to temper and polish the cauldron.

I can only say fortunately, fortunately she and Wutong made a contract to share their destiny.

The other party shared half of the burden with her.

The remaining half, after cleansing Zhu Dan's bones, was poured into Tang Yuan, which actually brought about a gratifying change in her magical powers.

You know, ever since Tangyuan activated the magical power of the elixir simulation room, Zhu Dan has been trying various things and feeding all the treasures he got to her, hoping that after modifying and creating the elixir formula, the simulation room can truly simulate the effect of the elixir made from the formula.

This way she wouldn't have to go to the black market to buy extremely heinous death row prisoners as test subjects for the drugs.

But the facts proved that supernatural powers were hard to come by. Just like the abilities that only immortals and gods could master, even a growing alchemy furnace like Tangyuan only nurtured half of it.

It is called a simulation room, but it is just a name.

But Zhu Dan never expected that after being infused with spiritual energy by Zheng Ge, it would actually succeed!

In fact, although that wave of luck was a lot, she had experienced more in the world of cultivation. Zhu Dan concluded that it must be because of Zheng Ge's special attributes.

Think about the changes in magical powers, which actually show the effect of elixirs on all things. This simulation of all things, could it be because Zheng Ge unified the six kingdoms and ruled the world?

So Zhu Dan immersed herself in the newly upgraded and complete simulation room, like a little mouse in a rice jar, enjoying herself so much that she didn't want to leave. How could she remember the people outside who were worried about her?

Because he saw a bean field when refining the elixir, Zhu Dan took it to heart and thought it was a foreshadowing.

So with a wave of his hand, a bean field appeared in the simulation space.

Zhu Dan created clouds and rain, and threw the black ball that had absorbed Zheng Gedan's poison into the clouds.

This was originally an antidote pill, but after detoxifying it, it turned itself into a poison pill.

The raindrops dripped, and wherever they passed, all the plants in the bean fields withered... No, not all. When the dark clouds drifted away, Zhu Dan saw the seedlings that looked even greener after being washed by the rain.

Full of vitality, pitiful and cute.

Is this - bean sprouts?

Zhu Dan understood in an instant.

"That's actually the case! Hu Hai killed his entire family, and he was the only one who survived, so I can definitely use his luck to refine... well, a weed killer pill. This is much more effective than pesticides."

Pesticides can only kill some weeds, but the weed killer pills made with Hu Hai's spiritual energy will only preserve one plant.

Pesticides still have the problem of residues, but herbicides are not. Zhu Dan's eyes fell on the bean sprouts.

Instantly, the simulation room's functions were activated and analysis began.

Bean sprouts do not contain any residual heavy metal ions and are harmless to humans when consumed.

Not only is it harmless, it seems to be beneficial, making the bean sprouts grow better?

Zhu Dan compared the two simulations of the bean field and nodded affirmatively. The roots of the bean seedlings became much stronger, and the slight yellow color turned into green.

After Hu Hai killed his entire family, he took the throne of Qin II as the youngest son.

Zhu Dan understood that even though he was a puppet Huangdi, he could still reach the top in one step.

The only thing we need to worry about is whether the bean sprouts will die before they bear fruit?

After all, Hu Hai's ending was not very good.

Zhu Dan's mind moved, and the bean fields that had been soaked by rain began to change rapidly as if a time formation was cast.

Grow taller and stronger, bloom and bear fruit, and mature.

Zhu Dan picked a bean pod and peeled it open. The beans inside were very plump and twice as big as the beans she had harvested when making tofu before. They were closer to the soybeans that had been improved many times in later generations.

Zhu Dan was even more surprised. Is it so good?

Doesn't this mean that the herbicide made by Hu Hai can also be used to improve seeds?

A thought flashed through his mind, and Zhu Dan threw the bean down, and it quickly sprouted and grew.

The bean sprouts are still strong, but they stopped growing halfway and did not mature, so naturally they did not bloom or bear fruit.

Zhu Dan was disappointed but also relieved.

If it can be used to improve seeds, Hu Hai's luck is too buggy!

But at the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Hu Hai was not the protagonist.

Qin II died, and Qin III Ziying was killed by Xiang Yu after only forty days in office. This fate strangely coincided with the fate of the bean sprouts in front of him, and Zhu Dan felt deeply amazed.

She felt that she could completely follow the historical clues she knew and design prescriptions for those celebrities.

After enjoying the experience of what kind of elixir the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty could refine, Zhu Dan's thoughts returned to the present. If Hu Hai's luck can be used to make a weed-killing pill, then what about an insect-killing pill?

Thinking of this, Zhu Dan immediately modified the recipe and conducted a simulation.

However, after several attempts, she found it was impossible.

The reason turned out to be that Hu Hai was not vicious enough.

The poison pill refined with his luck was too weak to kill the weeds but could not kill the pests in the field.

No matter how Zhu Dan increased the metal mineral content, it didn't work.

Hu Hai, the main medicine, has too weak luck... Zhu Dan couldn't help but think of Bai Qi, the famous general of the Qin Dynasty.

Bai Qi buried and killed hundreds of thousands of Zhao army prisoners. He was so famous that he was later called the God of Killing. His luck was definitely very bad, but the God of Killing Bai Qi had died long ago.

Carrying the regret that you were born before I was born, and I was born when you were old, Zhu Dan finally opened his eyes and saw Yun Qiu standing by the bed.

"Mr. Zhu is awake! Go and inform the king!"

"Doctor, please help Mr. Zhu."

"Mr. Zhu, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yun Qiu asked worriedly as he quickly gave orders and made room for the healer.

The healer's hand rested on her pulse. Zhu Dan didn't move, but blinked. "Where am I?"

"The other day, Zhu Sheng passed out from exhaustion while refining the elixir. The King was worried, so he arranged for Zhu Sheng to live nearby in the palace and sent a slave to take care of him."

No wonder the room layout seemed unfamiliar.

But had she actually been unconscious for two days? When she was in the simulation room, she had no sense of the passage of time.

Zhu Dan asked about the recent situation of others.

Yun Qiu answered one by one.

Zhu Dan scratched his head, as if there was something else.

At this time, Ying Zheng hurried in: "Zhu Qing, you are awake, how do you feel? Doctor——"

Although he looked normal on the outside, Zhu Dan keenly sensed the changes in Ying Zheng and was immediately startled.

The momentum is stronger, but it doesn't seem as scary as before.

Although Brother Zheng used to smile at her gently, Zhu Dan could occasionally feel that he was like a suppressed active volcano that might erupt at any time.

She comforted herself that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. The emperor is always thoughtful and his moods are changeable.

But now - Zhu Dan suddenly smiled, she liked Brother Zheng more like this.

The doctor withdrew his hand and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, judging by the pulse, Mr. Zhu is now fully recovered."

Perhaps this is the special thing about the disciples of the gods. They were on the verge of death the day before yesterday, but today they are healthier than a calf.

"Would you like some tonic?"

Before the doctor could answer, Zhu Dan had already protested anxiously: "No, I don't want to take medicine."

When she just recovered her memory, she could eat bitter, astringent and fishy food with relish because of her experience in the world of cultivation. But now, who wants to drink Chinese medicine?

"Venison, venison is very nourishing. I just want to eat some venison."

Ying Zheng looked at Zhu Dan's rosy complexion and said in a lively and powerful voice, "It's up to you. If there's anything wrong, I'll prescribe some tonic."

Zhu Dan has the heart of a child, so it's normal that he doesn't like taking medicine.

"Mr. Zhu, you have proven yourself to be a disciple of the immortals, and you have dedicated yourself to removing the poison from me. I wish to appoint you as the Imperial Master of the Great Qin."

This is something Ying Zheng has been thinking about for a long time.

It's not just that I'm grateful to Zhu Dan for saving me.

The position of national master is the only one that is suitable for a disciple of a god.

"National Master?" Zhu Dan's eyes widened.

Ying Zheng added, "The Imperial Master Tower that I ordered the Minister of the Interior to build for you is currently under preparation. If there is anything you would like, please feel free to speak to the Minister of the Interior."

Zhu Dan finally came back to his senses: "No."

Ying Zheng looked at her.

Zhu Dan explained with a wry smile, "Your Majesty, I don't mean anything else. It's just that the imperial preceptors I've always had in my mind are these charlatans, sitting high atop a pagoda, observing the night sky and praying for divine intervention. While I'm a disciple of a deity, I haven't escaped the mortal realm. I'm a mortal, and I enjoy the mundane world."

"And as you know, Your Majesty, if I want to refine the elixir, I must continue to earn luck. To earn luck, I must reach out to the people and address their needs and desires."

Although some of the words sounded unfamiliar, Ying Zheng understood her meaning. "Rest assured, Zhu Qing. I have never considered you one of those high-ranking clay statues or wooden sculptures. I chose you as the Imperial Preceptor because you are above and beyond the mundane world. I know you have many things you want to do, and I grant you this right."

"You will be free from any constraints. As long as you want, as long as I have, I can give it to you."

Zhu Dan stuttered, "Your Majesty, no, you..."

Zheng Ge’s personality is centralized. The fact that he reviews 120 kilograms of bamboo slips every day doesn’t that mean he wants to do everything by himself?

How could he delegate power like this and tolerate someone being on equal footing with him?

Zhu Dan couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that I might mess around and bring disaster to Daqin?"

"Can Zhu Qing do it?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.

Zhu Dan was choked. How could this be possible? She came to make up for her regrets.

"Yes, Zhu Qing won't," Ying Zheng said seriously. "This is not only because I know Zhu Qing's original intention was to gain luck, but also because Heaven will help me see that everything Zhu Qing does will benefit the country and the people, and this is exactly what I, as the King of Qin, want."

"Moreover, it is because I trust Mr. Zhu's character."

"Mr. Zhu, just go ahead and do it. I am never afraid that your achievements will surpass mine." Ying Zheng smiled with absolute confidence and pride.

Zhu Dan believes this.

Ying Zheng was not reluctant to delegate power. Wang Jian led hundreds of thousands of troops to fight outside, and he also allowed the Meng family to be loyal to Fusu, who had not yet been appointed crown prince... He never worried that they would rebel.

Compared with some kings of later generations, it is simply incredible.

This is probably the confidence of the greatest emperor of all time.

At this moment, Zhu Dan suddenly understood the many incredible examples in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period where kings supported scholars and scholars repaid them with their lives.

She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Okay, Your Majesty, if you trust me, I will take on the position of Imperial Master. I can't say how far I can help the Great Qin develop, but I will work hard to make it better and better, and will never let Your Majesty down."

Ying Zheng gave a relieved smile.

But then Zhu Danbaba said: "But there is no need for the National Master's Tower. The hall I live in now is also very good."

Brother Zheng is good at everything except creating all kinds of spectacles.

For example, the Afang Palace, the Great Wall, and his own Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

Although there is a saying in later generations that this was to consume the army and there would be no more wars if the six kingdoms were destroyed, the promotion channel in the Qin Dynasty was to grant land based on military merit. However, Zhu Dan felt that we did not need to be so extravagant at this stage.

Wouldn’t it be better to use it to build bridges and roads?

Uh, Daqin already has a road to success?

But that’s not enough.

Zhu Dan enjoyed the infrastructure of later generations and painted a big and delicious pie for Ying Zheng, finally suppressing his idea of ​​building a national teacher tower.

After all, Zhu Dan will not live in Xianyang Palace permanently in the future.

Instead of putting up a flashy National Master Tower there, it would be better to give her some manpower to do some practical work.

Zhu Dan was in good health and returned to the Alchemist's Hall in high spirits. She happened to hear Gongsun Liu chattering about her alchemy.

When they saw Zhu Dan coming back, everyone surrounded him and asked him questions non-stop.

"Mr. Zhu, how are you?" This is Su.

"Mr. Zhu, could you please show us the treasure the gods gave you?"

"Mr. Zhu, is it true that all those who make elixirs must transform from a male body into a female body? What do you think of me? Can you help introduce me to someone?"

Zhu Dan rolled her eyes at Xiang Lichun. Su still cared about her the most. She smiled and said to Su, "I'm fine. Actually, I got a lot of benefits from fainting this time."

Then he looked at the two Qin Mos and said, "You two have been in Xianyang for a while now, right? When will you go back and complete the water mill?"

When Zhu Dan returned to Xianyang to refine the elixir, he took them with him. It was not only because they strongly requested to witness the scene of refining the elixir, but also because they had encountered a bottleneck and planned to return to Xianyang to communicate with the Mohist seniors.

Xiang Lichun curled his lips: "No hurry, it's still early."

Zhu Dan was about to say something when Yun Qiu came over and said, "Master Zhu, Master Fusu is here, along with other alchemists. Would you like to see them?"

Zhu Dan said: "Let Fusu come in, as for the others..."

Before she could finish her words, Gongsun Liu said anxiously, "Senior Sister, I want to see them."

"Um?"

Gongsun Liu snorted coldly, "I originally wanted to ask them for advice on alchemy to help you, Senior Sister, but they ignored me and didn't believe in me at all... Hehe."

This time, his senior sister has refined the golden elixir, and he is going to piss them off to vent his anger.

Although Zhu Dan felt it was unnecessary, Gongsun Liu thought, so she would just let him do it.

Moreover, these people have a better foundation than Gongsun Liu, and they might be good candidates for studying chemistry, so it wouldn't hurt to meet them.

Now that Fusu is here, have I really not forgotten anything?

When the alchemists came in, they all had uneasy expressions on their faces, but they still bowed and said, "Thank you, Master Zhu, for saving our lives."

"If Mr. Zhu needs anything, please tell us and we will do our best to make it happen."

Gongsun Liu said sarcastically, "My senior sister will be the Imperial Master of the Great Qin State. If she wants anything, she can command countless people to find it for her. Why would she need you?"

It's too late to curry favor with him now.

Suddenly everyone's expressions became even more embarrassed.

Zhu Dan cleared his throat and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Your Majesty has not given any order."

"This golden elixir is harmful, perhaps..."

Someone sighed, confusion and fear on his face.

Many of them have been following their masters in making pills since they were young, and they don’t know what else they can do besides making pills.

"I don't like the elixirs you're refining. I think this is the wrong path," Zhu Dan said bluntly. "But I also admit that everything has its pros and cons. Taking the elixir is harmful, but the process of refining materials will produce some strange changes. I call this the way of chemistry. I really enjoy seeing the birth and destruction of matter..."

Turning around and seeing their bewildered expressions, Zhu Dan stopped talking and said, "If you want to repay me for saving your life, why don't you do me a favor?"

"Have you ever heard of crystal or glass? It's a transparent gemstone. I once traveled with my master to the Celestial Palace and saw this transparent gemstone used everywhere for windows and roofs, making the rooms incredibly bright. I asked my master about it, and he explained that the glass windows were made from gravel refined at extremely high temperatures."

"If you can make this glass window, I think His Majesty will be very happy."

The alchemists left with varying expressions. Zhu Dan muttered, "They say alchemists are the oldest chemists. I wonder if they can really create a glass mirror?"

Thinking of Emperor Taizong of Tang using people as mirrors, he chuckled and said, "I want to give Brother Zheng a dressing mirror."

Everyone else has become accustomed to Zhu Dan's somewhat nervous behavior and Zheng Ge's constant chatter in private.

Only Fusu, who had been silent since he came in, suddenly looked up at her.

"What's wrong with you?" Without waiting for Fusu to answer, Zhu Dan asked suspiciously, "You seem a little strange today."

Although Xiang Lichun was joking, he also looked at her worriedly several times.

She thought she had a good relationship with Fusu, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

Now he's looking at me with those eyes again.

"Do you like my father very much?" In order to make elixirs for him, he overdrew his body and fainted.

I always think of him and think of him first when I have something good.

Seeing Zhu Dan like this, Fusu remembered his deceased mother.

The little boy had seen his mother waiting for his father's arrival many times. She was very happy every time, but her happy days were too few.

She always frowns and looks very sad.

Especially in the year when his mother was dying, he saw her crying secretly many times. In the end, his mother's eyesight was not very good, and she could only touch his face reluctantly and tell him to listen to his father's words.

"Of course I like Zheng-ge." Who wouldn't love their ancestors? Zhu Dan was quite confident, but the next second he noticed Fusu's complicated look, his scalp tingling, and he shouted, "What are you thinking? My love for Zheng-ge is of course pure fan love for my idol."

"Who's so crazy as to fall in love with Brother Zheng?" Zhu Dan jumped up and down, incredulous. "He's the greatest emperor of all time. He has the whole world in his heart. It's obvious he can't be a qualified husband or father. Am I crazy to be in a relationship with him?"

Fusu: “…”

He didn't quite understand many of Zhu Dan's words, but the parts he understood made him feel heartbroken.

Fusu's face rarely changed.

Seeing this, Zhu Dan wanted to slap himself. He was really talking about something that was not related to the topic!

Isn’t Zhengge the father of Fusu?

History does not record the relationship between Zhengge and Fusu's mother, but Zhu Dan remembers that Fusu's mother was a Chu person.

It seems that Zheng Ge's father, Qin Yiren, also recognized a Chu woman as his adoptive mother in order to get her full support.

The Chu State was powerful, so how could Zheng Ge not weigh the pros and cons when he first ascended the throne?

A little imagination will reveal a tragic love story.

Zhu Dan felt that this was truly a thorn in his side, so he decisively changed the subject: "Fusu, I don't know how to describe you. You treat Zhengge as your father, yet you contradict him repeatedly, embarrassing him. Is this what a filial son should do? But if you treat Zhengge as your king, why don't you ask the Wang and Meng families, as well as Prime Minister Li Si? They're not as arrogant as you."

Fusu was stunned and wanted to explain that he did not mean to contradict his father, but really felt that his father's behavior was inappropriate.

But if I were a subject...

"You really don't know how lucky you are." Zhu Dan shook his head.

Fusu's mother has passed away, so it is impossible for him to interfere in this emotional issue. Besides, Zhu Dan has never been in a relationship, so how could she interfere in other people's emotional issues?

This is really overestimating one's own abilities.

But she felt that the relationship between father and son could still be improved.

"Fusu, Zhengge has been really good to you. Your mother is from Chu, and you're soft-hearted. You haven't learned a single ounce of Zhengge's ruthlessness. If you were to take the throne, it would very likely lead to foreign relatives usurping power and ruining the country, but he still resolutely chose you as his heir." Zhu Dan sighed. "Think about Hu Hai; I wonder how jealous he must be of you."

Zhu Dan's words were from an angle that Fusu had never thought of.

He couldn't help but fall into memories:

Father, do you think highly of him? Even Hu Hai, who has always been favored, is actually jealous of him?

He is the first son of his father.

When he was very young, his father would feed him and wipe his mouth, and when he cried, he would hold him on his lap and comfort him.

But as he grew up, his father had more children, and inevitably he had less time to visit him.

When he entered the court to participate in politics, they had different opinions and he and his father quarreled more often. He rarely saw his father smile at him happily anymore.

He always has a serious face, and sometimes he scolds coldly, and sometimes he gets furious.

He thought that was his father's nature until he saw his father doting on Hu Hai.

Isn't he envious of being so close?

Of course I envy you.

But Fusu's reason told him that he was already grown up and should not compete for favor with a younger brother. How could this be unreasonable?

But it turns out that Hu Hai also envied him?

Fusu was a little confused.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Dan felt that she should give him some drastic measures: "I once heard a very cruel saying, 'A tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop; a son wants to support his parents but they are no longer there.'"

Fusu's heart skipped a beat.

"You saw the scene where I used the elixir to treat Brother Zheng the day before yesterday. To be honest, it scared me." Zhu Dan's face turned a little pale.

This did not fool Fusu, she was really a little scared.

But after being scared, I felt more admiration.

With so many metals and his internal organs soaked in such an environment, it is a miracle that Brother Zheng can still survive for two years.

All I can say is that anyone who has achieved outstanding results has something special about him or her.

It's as if God has a special preference for them, and from the moment they are born, they are destined to accomplish extraordinary things.

Of course, it can also be said that their physical fitness determines that they have more energy and concentration than others, and they can achieve twice the result with half the effort in everything they do.

"Fusu," Zhu Dan sighed. "Why do you think Zhengge believed the alchemist's lies about immortality? Why did he act so forcefully? Think about Lü Buwei. Were his methods so brutal?"

Fusu subconsciously asked, "Why?" Isn't it because once his father holds all the power, no one can restrict him?

Zhu Dan was so disappointed: "He has so much poison in his body, how long do you think he can live?"

"Impossible!" Fusu stood up suddenly, his expression excited and his face distorted.

The others wanted to crawl on the ground. Zhu Dan dared to say such words, but they didn't dare to listen.

Zhu Dan sighed again.

So, Brother Zheng was too powerful. No matter how many internal conflicts there were in the Qin Dynasty when he was in power, he was able to suppress them all.

Who would have thought that such a giant would also grow old and die?

"Fusu, think about it carefully."

After the man left in a daze, Zhu Dan immediately looked at Yun Qiu and asked expectantly, "How is Hu Hai?"

Did she forget Hu Hai? But it seemed not to be the case.

Yun Qiu's mouth twitched slightly. Zhu Sheng's gloating was not concealed at all.

She lowered her head and replied, "The day before yesterday, when Master Hu Hai returned to the palace, he was a little absent-minded and rolled down the stairs and broke his leg."

"And then?" Zhu Dan's smile was brighter than flowers.

Yun Qiu was obviously much more informed than Su. She knew that Zhu Sheng and Hu Hai were not on good terms, so she inquired about the situation and now revealed everything: "The king had the doctors examine him and bandage him with medicine, but the king was concerned about Zhu Sheng and summoned all the doctors to guard him. Madam Hu Ji's repeated requests for medical treatment were always turned away by the Shaofu."

Yun Qiu caught a glimpse of Zhu Sheng's eyes dancing, knowing she'd like to hear this, and continued, "Master Hu Hai suffered unbearable pain from his leg injury, refusing to eat and making a scene. Madam Hu Ji bribed the Minister of the Imperial Household to secretly replace several batches of utensils."

Zhu Dan understood what he meant and frowned, "This Hu Hai is truly brutal. He still didn't stop even after his leg was broken. Did he hit anyone? How badly injured is he?"

Zhu Dan felt that with his current status, he could intervene.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu. The king replaced the maids in Prince Hu Hai's palace with armored guards a few days ago." Yun Qiu thought for a moment and added, "The king ordered the armored guards to accompany Prince Hu Hai in hunting games. I heard that after each game, Prince Hu Hai would rest in bed for half a day."

Zhu Dan immediately laughed without any hesitation, and the scene of Hu Hai being chased and fleeing in a panic appeared in front of him, which made him feel even more relieved.

After laughing, she remembered the detoxification pill she had made - after giving it to Zheng Ge, it turned into a black coal ball the size of a fist.

She fainted too quickly and was unable to pick it up, so she immediately asked everyone if they knew what happened next.

It was Yunqiu again. She said, "That black pill is poisonous. The king initially thought Zhu Sheng fainted because he had touched it, so he specifically asked me to put it away in a box."

"Give it to me quickly, this is good stuff."

Yun Qiu hesitated.

"Don't worry, I know it's poisonous, but I won't kill myself." Zhu Dan smiled mysteriously, "This poison is very useful, and you will all fall in love with it in the future."

Yun Qiu: "..." She blushed a little. Zhu Sheng's words were too straightforward.

The others were more or less used to Zhu Dan's style, but Xiang Lichun was puzzled: "Who would like poisonous things?"

Zhu Dan snorted, "What if I say this poison won't harm crops, but will only kill weeds?"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhu Dan put his hands on his hips and smiled with great pride: "What if I say that after killing the weeds, this poison will also nourish the crops, increasing their yield and improving their quality?"

Xiang Lichun bowed and said solemnly, "I am blind. Please, Master Zhu, refine more of this poison pill. I am willing to spend a hundred gold coins to buy it."

"A hundred gold coins?" Zhu Dan was not very satisfied.

Xiang Lichun made a bitter face and acted helplessly: "I know this pill is worth ten thousand gold, but my family's savings are not abundant, so I can only give a hundred gold."

Suddenly everyone laughed.

Zhu Dan glared at him unhappily. What a funny guy! But she couldn't help laughing.

Yun Qiu knew the seriousness of the matter and immediately went to get the box containing the poison pill.

Zhu Dan opened the box. The original wood texture was dark and ominous. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but the fist-sized black ball seemed to have shrunk a little.

"I don't know how many times it can be used," Zhu Dan said seriously. "We still need to experiment with the exact pesticide ratio to see how much water to add."

Thinking that the poison was caused by Hu Hai, Zhu Dan no longer wanted to kill him.

*

Zhu Dan is a man of action, and he does whatever he thinks of immediately.

Reality is different from simulation. Just by thinking about it, it will rain.

Fortunately, Yun Qiu was just as capable as Su, and he quickly prepared the carriage and horses according to Zhu Dan's request.

There was a royal farm near the Xianyang Palace, which was tended by disciples from the farming families and provided food for the palace.

Although the nobles did not eat bean rice, beans were still grown. After all, servants could eat them, and if the nobles occasionally wanted to eat something fresh, they could be served immediately.

Yun Qiu took out a sign and they moved freely in the farm, quickly picking out a bean field.

The area was overgrown with weeds. If Zhu Dan had not become familiar with bean sprouts in the simulation room, it would have been almost impossible to tell which were crops and which were useless weeds.

The steward Fang Jin was a little embarrassed when he saw them standing there. He explained, "My dear gentlemen, because the farm is short of manpower and this area is close to the hillside, the land is not fertile, so we haven't taken good care of it."

Zhu Dan smiled and said, "This is the kind of place I want."

She looked at Yun Qiu, who immediately ordered the servants to move things out of the carriage and asked Fang Jinyi where the water source was.

When Fang Jin saw that they didn't seem to be here to cause trouble, he felt relieved and cooperated by pointing to the location.

After everything was ready, Zhu Dan began to do the experiment.

First, take a standard large wooden barrel, fill it with water, and put the black ball in.

Almost at the moment the black ball entered the water, the originally clear river water was dyed black.

Zhu Dan frowned slightly, and used his spiritual power to probe into the water to take out the black ball. This time, it was obvious that it had become thinner.

Take out a ladle of water for comparison.

Take another ladle of water and pour it into the large vat filled with water. Stir gently and the color will become even.

Then pour these two water samples into the soybean field and record the data of weed withering.

The dilution was repeated repeatedly, with one ladle of water poured into the large vat each time, and one ladle was also used as a control group each time.

Zhu Dan didn't do it very carefully.

In the backward Qin Dynasty, it would be difficult to make things too detailed if they were to be rolled out over a large area.

She was not sure whether to appoint a special pesticide officer to go to the countryside to weed, or to directly distribute the pesticides to the people and let them dilute and apply them themselves.

But no matter which one it is, it is impossible to expect them to be accurate to the specific gram number like doing an experiment.

It would be better to use the wooden barrels and large vats sold on the market as standards.

Zhu Dan specifically asked Yun Qiu to choose the most common one.

Fang Jinyi originally didn't understand what these nobles were doing here, and wondered if the king's son was so bored that he went to the fields to have fun.

There are some bean fields on both sides, which don't pose much of a problem.

But when he saw that they took out the bamboo slips for records, Fang Jinyi no longer thought so.

That serious expression doesn't look like he's having fun, it looks more like he's doing something big!

When he saw the young lady pour the black water into the ground, all the weeds growing on it withered, and he felt a chill on his back: "This..."

My first reaction was that this black water was very poisonous.

It was not until Zhu Dan personally entered the field and pointed to a living bean sprout and described it to the recorder holding the bamboo slips.

Then he realized that not all the plants in the field were poisoned.

Wait! Was it his imagination? Why did the bean sprouts look different?

In reality, the results will naturally not be as immediate as in the simulation room, but Fang Jinyi is also a farmer and has been dealing with plants in the fields for many years. He had just returned from the fields when Zhu Dan came.

He noticed at a glance that these bean sprouts seemed to be more vigorous than the piece of land they had carefully tended!

But this is wasteland.

There is not much fertilizer on the farm, so it is not my turn.

When Zhu Dan poured black water into the field again, he opened his eyes wide and observed the changes in the bean sprouts before and after.

"How could this be! It's actually true..."