"Does the lack of records mean it's impossible? How long have these ancient books existed? How long has this world existed? Books are the fruits of our ancestors' labor after experimentation. Who can guarantee that rice was edible thousands of years ago?"
Shen Jiao was getting a little tired from standing, so Little Radish Head offered to bring her a stool.
She patted Little Radish Head's head, thinking, "What a good child."
The fairy smells so good, and Little Radish Head's smile is even sweeter.
The Guan couple sighed, their daughter's worthless sycophantic behavior was simply unbearable to watch.
Shen Jiao said, "Although it is said that reading a book a hundred times will make its meaning clear, but reading it by rote is useless, Miss Shen Yu. The principles are dead, but people are alive. Talking about it on paper is far less effective than personal experience."
Upon hearing this, everyone was instantly enlightened.
They blindly pursue the truth in books, forgetting that truth was originally just a viewpoint casually put forward by predecessors.
Shen Jiao's words make perfect sense!
Even Chen Yu couldn't refute it, and a crack suddenly appeared on his calm face.
She had never imagined that time could be pushed back so far, so many thousands of years ago; it was simply outrageous.
However, Shen Yu was not about to give in easily: "Even if you are right, what about Master Wang? You needlessly wasted a life to prove your own selfish beliefs. Is that the truth to you?"
Seemingly moved by the conversation, two lines of tears fell from Chenyu's eyes; even professional actors couldn't cry as fast as she did.
"What are you going to do with Master Wang's wife and children? What are you going to do with Master Wang's concubines? They are so young, in the prime of their lives, are they going to be widows for life?"
"Brother!" Shen Yu looked at Shen Qingcheng, her voice hoarse, "You taught us from a young age to take responsibility for our mistakes. Please, brother, persuade sister to turn back before it's too late and give the people of Southern Xinjiang an explanation!"
Shen Qingcheng looked at Shen Yu with a complicated expression and remained silent.
Now that things have come to this, it would be unreasonable for him not to understand some things.
Shen Qingye chimed in, "No need to ask, our elder brother will definitely agree. Hurry up and arrest Shen Jiao! Master Wang died such a tragic death!"
The Third Prince waved to the guards: "Arrest him!"
The guards immediately stepped forward.
"Who? Who died so tragically?" Suddenly, with the help of the family physician, Master Wang swayed as he stood up.
He looked around. No one was dead.
Mr. Wang was a little confused. Why did everyone look at him as if they had seen a ghost?
He's not bragging, but when he was young, he was quite a handsome young man.
How come you're not dead?
Shen Qingye was shocked, and a sense of foreboding arose within him.
Chen Yu exclaimed in shock, "This is impossible!"
Lord Liu was dumbfounded: "A corpse has risen from the scene?"
"Mr. Wang is just allergic to crayfish. If the allergy is treated in time, there is no danger to his life."
Shen Jiao had anticipated this situation and offered a calm explanation.
"Everyone's constitution is different. Some people are allergic to pollen, and some are allergic to dust. It's the same principle."
Everyone suddenly realized.
So that explains why Master Wang's lips were swollen like sausages, while Master Guan was perfectly fine.
It seems that it's indeed worth trying some crayfish.
"If you're not dead, why are you lying on the ground without moving?" Shen Qingye gritted his teeth in anger.
If Master Wang had gotten up earlier, none of this trouble would have happened.
He was now a little afraid of incurring his older brother's wrath.
But Shen Qingye forgot that the most terrifying person on the scene was not Shen Qingcheng, but the tyrant.
Having traveled all over the country for decades, Master Wang was not intimidated by a mere young upstart. "You have a problem with me falling asleep?"
"If you have a problem with that, let's sleep together."
"No guts."
Shen Qingye: "???"
I was all set to pay for your funeral with all the fanfare, and you're telling me you're asleep?
Shen Qingye glared angrily at the Gu family physician, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
The chief physician said in a serious tone, "As everyone knows, it is very impolite to wake a sleeping patient, and it is not the behavior of a gentleman."
The second physician nodded: "The patient needs to rest well."
Physician No. 3 shrugged: "You didn't ask."
The fourth physician of the prefectural hospital said with exasperation, "You need to take the initiative for us to have a story."
Shen Qingye's face turned green.
Shen Yu stood there, stunned, her face full of disbelief. How could the book be wrong?
That's impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
...
News of Zui Shan Xuan spread quickly. Manager Li was no pushover; he spent a few strings of cash to have those little beggars spread the word.
Before long, the fact that crayfish was not only edible but also a rare delicacy spread throughout the streets and alleys.
"I heard people died from eating it." Some people didn't believe it.
The little beggar grinned: "Ignorance is truly terrifying! That's just an allergy. Master Wang is perfectly fine!"
The Third Prince originally intended to use this incident to control Shen Jiao and the pretty boy, and to get revenge. However, the turn of events was too fast, and he was a little unhappy.
"Miss Yu'er, you'd better give this prince an explanation!"
Experience has shown that no matter how much a man admires a woman, he will not hesitate to blame her when his own interests are in conflict.
Shen Yu hinted that there was still hope, and she took a deep breath: "Third Prince, don't be anxious. Even if the cursed insects can be eaten, our method can solve the Youlan River problem faster than eating them."
"Are you stupid?" Gu An rolled his eyes behind his mask. "Since we can eat them, crayfish are just like fish in the river. The problem of the Youlan River has already been solved."
Shen Yu's heart skipped a beat, sensing that things were gradually getting out of control.
Just as I feared, the guards from the Third Prince's residence rushed over.
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