Chapter 1813 New Year's Eve
Manbao and Baishan sat in the open pavilion. Manbao took out her notes from yesterday and showed them to him. After closing the system, she asked, "Do you still remember the poisonous stone that harmed the prince?"
Bai Shan nodded.
"Now someone is willing to pay me a large sum to buy the remaining poisonous stone in the world," Manbao said after a moment's deliberation. "What he and I want is a high-yielding grain that can pass on excellent genes."
When Bai Shan heard this request, he knew that the other party was not a normal person, and the other party in the transaction should be from Uncle Zhou's world.
Bai Shan looked through her notes and asked, "Can you ask for so many things?"
Manbao vaguely ignored Mr. Mo and said, "They said we could ask for more details, but those people are also good at lying."
Bai Shan nodded. That’s right. Ghosts are all transformed from humans. Since humans can be good or bad, loyal or treacherous, ghosts are naturally the same.
Thinking of this, Bai Shan immediately straightened his mind and began to think seriously, "After all, we can't meet... in person, nor can we get along with each other to the point of seeing ghosts... We naturally have to be more cautious about our character."
Manbao nodded.
The two of them discussed it, and then Bai Shan suddenly asked a question that had been weighing on his mind, "Is this also how our first generation of new wheat seeds came from?"
Manbao was stunned for a moment before nodding and lowering his voice, "Don't tell anyone else. Even my parents don't know about this."
Bai Shan nodded and whispered, "I will definitely not tell anyone else."
Koko thought to himself: It turns out that what humans say is right, girls are extroverted, and now they can tell the secret to others without telling their parents.
The two of them gathered together and discussed how to get a seed that met their expectations.
Man Bao said, "The situation in that world doesn't seem to be very good either. It's not difficult to cultivate things, but the difficult part is to stabilize the genes and pass on the good aspects to the next generation."
It seems that ghosts are not omnipotent.
Bai Shan asked curiously, "Did they transform?"
"...No, it also needs to be cultivated generation after generation." Man Bao said: "So it may take a long time, and the conditions in the two worlds are different. What they cultivate must be tested here before it can be planted."
Bai Shan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who are you going to hand this over to?"
"Leave it to my eldest brother," Manbao thought for a moment and said, "and my third brother. The seeds adapt to different places. Yongzhou is in the north, which is dry and cold, while our home is moist and warm."
Bai Shan nodded. "Yes, judging by the planting results of the second generation of wheat seeds after we sent them to various places, you can see that seeds do change constantly."
Thinking of this, Bai Shan knew how to add conditions. He picked up a pen and added a few items to his notes, or marked more detailed and accurate rules behind Manbao's notes.
Manbao sat beside him with his chin propped up, watching him write.
Bai Shan finished writing and looked up at her. They were close enough that he could clearly see the fine hairs on her cheeks. His heart was beating faster. He lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze and asked in a low voice, "But those poisonous stones are far away in Gaochang. How can we get them?"
Manbao said, "I'll make it clear with them. I'll do my best to find him, but I'll need to give him some time."
Bai Shan nodded and began to think about which piece of land should be used as an experimental field in the north if she resigned from her official position and went to Gaochang.
Also, what excuse should he find to go to Gaochang with her?
Bai Erlang felt that he had given them enough time, so he brought a plate of hot, freshly baked snacks to them. He saw that the two of them had their heads almost touching each other, still whispering to each other.
Bai Erlang curled his lips and turned to leave. After taking two steps, he remembered that he had already come this far. Wouldn’t it be a big deal to just leave?
So he turned around and went back to Changxuan.
Bai Shan and Man Bao heard the sound and turned around to look at him.
Bai Erlang placed the snacks on the table for them, plopped down on a chair, and asked, "Are you still talking?"
Bai Shan closed his notes, reached out to grab a piece of dessert and said, "That's it."
Bai Erlang suggested, "Then let's go find Yin Huo to play."
Manbao stood up and said, "You guys go ahead, I'm going to catch up on some sleep."
She has to go to the palace to be on duty tomorrow.
Bai Shan collected the notes and said, "Leave them here with me. I'll think about what else I can add."
Manbao nodded, then she looked at Bai Erlang and got up and went back to her room to sleep.
However, she did not dare to sleep for too long. She only slept for an hour and got up after she had replenished her energy. She had to go to bed early at night to keep her spirits up. Tomorrow was New Year's Eve, and there would be many people coming and going in the palace.
When there are many people, troubles are likely to arise, and a royal physician may be needed.
Perhaps because the Empress Dowager was in poor health, the royal relatives who lived close to the capital all rushed to Beijing to pay New Year's greetings. Together with the several princes who had already returned to Beijing, there were even more people entering the palace.
Almost all of the emperor's brothers from the same mother were famous, but the late emperor also had many illegitimate sons.
They seldom participated in government affairs, and were basically granted fiefs after reaching adulthood. This year, because the crown prince had a son, many people applied to come to Beijing to pay New Year's greetings.
The emperor also thought this was a great joyous event, so he agreed.
Unexpectedly, the Empress Dowager's condition worsened, and the New Year atmosphere faded a little, but everyone did go to the palace more frequently.
After all, the Queen Mother is their biological mother, right?
The Queen met with all the princesses on behalf of the Queen Mother. After all, the Queen Mother was in poor spirits, and the Emperor and the Queen Mother didn't want her to work too hard.
Princess Yunfeng and Prince Xinqing, who had already been enfeoffed, also returned to the capital, but they met the emaciated empress dowager.
Seeing the empress dowager in such a state, both of them were a little sad. The brother and sister sat on a small stool and cried softly, not knowing whether they were crying more for the empress dowager or for themselves.
The Queen Mother was awakened by the crying and said to them with a smile: "Why are you crying? I am feeling better now."
After all, he is no longer coughing up blood, and he rarely coughs. He is just weak.
Although she felt unwell, the empress dowager still felt that she could live for another year or two, especially since Zhou Man and Dr. Liu came to give her acupuncture every two days.
At this time, Doctor Liu was also saying to Zhou Man, "Today is the day for the Queen Mother's acupuncture. My granddaughter hasn't entered the palace yet, so you have to go, right?"
Manbao nodded and said, "I'll go later."
Doctor Liu reminded her, "You'd better go earlier. There's a palace banquet tonight, and the Queen Mother will definitely be in attendance. You can't do acupuncture in the evening like before and then go to bed right after the acupuncture."
Manbao asked, "Empress Dowager, even though she was so ill, still attended the palace banquet?"
"As long as you can still move, you must attend," Imperial Physician Liu said with a smile, "This palace is different from the outside world. If Your Majesty doesn't allow the Empress Dowager to attend, I'm afraid she won't be happy."
After all, she has someone she wants to protect, so naturally she has to show up.
Moreover, for the emperor, it is better for the empress dowager to appear than not to appear.
See you at 4 p.m.
(End of this chapter)
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