Chapter 77 Spiritual Spring
After Wang Zhenyue left, Lin Fu and Lu Jihui delivered the military token handed in by Duke Xuan to Yu's study.
"Draft an imperial decree. The father and son of Duke Xuan will be demoted three ranks in a row, and the entire palace will be confined for one month."
Emperor Yongping just gave orders, and the official who drafted the edict picked up his brush and started writing.
After the two imperial edicts were drafted, Emperor Yongping stamped them with his imperial seal after reading them.
"Commander Lu, you go to the camp outside the capital to announce the decree in person, and send the prince of Duke Xuan back to Duke Xuan's mansion. Lin Fu, you send someone to Duke Xuan's mansion to deliver the decree, and go and call the prince to me."
"yes."
"Yes."
Lu Jihui and Lin Fu left with the imperial edict, while Emperor Yongping stroked the military token he had just taken back, seeming to be lost in thought.
In space
Chu Qinshu was sweating profusely while fucking a cock.
When she entered the space, Xiao Hulu was waiting for her by the ancient well.
Little Gourd said that the green seedlings beside the ancient well were medicinal gourds.
It can be used as medicine to treat diseases and as food to maintain health.
They discussed and planned to divide and transplant the gourd seedlings, but a group of chickens jumped out from somewhere and pecked at the gourd seedlings.
In the end, it became her and Xiao Hulu who went around the yard catching chickens.
"Little gourd, why don't you tell the truth, what's going on with this chicken?"
Chu Qinshu has short arms and legs, and can't even catch a chicken as tall as her.
He didn't run for long before he sat down by the well and gasped for breath.
"Master, you are still asking me, what fruit did you let it bear when the first branch turned green?"
When Xiao Hulu asked this question, he actually felt a little guilty.
It remembered that it did not give these chickens a chance to hatch, so how come some of them slipped through the net?
"I'll make it into chicken legs, fried chicken legs, roasted chicken legs, it won't be..."
Chu Qinshu looked at the chicken that was being kept away by her and Xiao Hulu, seeming to be thinking about something.
So the tree didn't produce any chicken legs? Instead, it produced a few chickens?
"Master, that's a tree, not a stove. How can it produce cooked chicken legs?"
The little gourd is probably the most recumbent spiritual treasure among the myriad small worlds. It will answer whatever you ask, and will never say a word more if you are not asked.
"Oh, when I asked you that, didn't you say that anything could be tied? How come it's my fault now that it can't be tied?"
Chu Qinshu also refused to accept it.
She clearly asked Xiao Hulu several times before telling Shuya.
"Well, well, don't chicken legs grow on the chicken? If we want to eat them, we can roast them ourselves. Isn't that the same as saying that chicken legs grow on tree branches?"
The little gourd is cunning.
Its previous owner had never let the tree grow cooked food, so it had no experience.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
Little Gourd was still muttering to himself, when he looked up he found Chu Qinshu had already climbed up the tree.
"Let me see how this tree branch produces chickens. I have already eaten several crops of durian from the second branch. It doesn't make sense that the first branch only produces a few chickens."
As Chu Qinshu spoke, she had already climbed into the nest formed by the first tree branch.
"Huh? Eggs? One, two, three... ten. Ten eggs in total."
When Little Gourd heard the word "egg", he panicked.
Today, when it opened its eyes, it saw a patch of gourd seedlings growing by the well. It was so happy that it forgot about the eggs.
This is terrible. I'm afraid the matter of stealing eggs can no longer be covered up.
"Little gourd, why don't you tell me the truth? How many eggs are laid in this nest every day?"
Chu Qinshu sat in the nest, looking down at the little gourd.
Anyway, this nest is not much worse than her rocking bed, the leaves are thick and it is quite comfortable to sit on.
"Master, do you believe me if I tell you one?"
Little Hulu stretched out a finger hesitantly, his eyes filled with simple expectation.
"Don't ask me whether I believe it or not, do you believe it yourself?"
Chu Qinshu knew that Xiao Hulu must have stolen the eggs.
She is not a stingy person. This space originally belongs to Yaohulu, and it is still Xiaohulu's own territory.
Whether it eats eggs or durian, it cannot be considered stealing.
However, she is the owner of the small gourd now, so she has the right to know.
She is still young and has no shortage of food and clothing, so the things in the space are icing on the cake.
But what if she needs it someday, knowing everything about her would help her allocate resources better.
Besides, how could she not count the chickens just now if she couldn't catch them? There were at least thirty or forty of them.
If only one egg was laid in this nest a day, it would be impossible to hatch so many chickens.
"Hey, Master, that nest can lay ten eggs every day. Some eggs cannot hatch chicks, so I eat them."
Little Gourd knew that its current owner was a dog-nosed man, so it decided to tell the truth.
It's not easy for the owner either, as she has to be cute and save the cannon fodder at the same time. It's not good for the owner to always cheat her out of food.
"Eat it if you want. I won't blame you. You are the one who looks after the things in the space. Just take good care of the gourd seedlings and raise the chickens. Who knows, you may need them in the future."
Chu Qinshu was silently calculating the amount in her heart as she spoke.
Ten eggs a day. Once she starts eating, she won’t have to worry about having eggs to eat.
There are so many chickens, chicken legs, chicken wings, chicken breasts, chicken collarbones and chicken feet, all of which are her delicacies.
As for what the little gourd eats, just consider it as reward for its hard work.
After all, cooking chicken every day is quite physically demanding.
"Well, I listen to the master. Oh, I almost forgot to tell the master the most important thing."
Little Gourd felt that he had successfully overcome the crisis and immediately regained his spirits.
Chu Qinshu was already used to Little Gourd's habit of not telling her anything unless she was asked, so she continued, "Go ahead."
"Master, the gourd sprouts have grown beside the ancient well, which proves that there is a spiritual spring in the ancient well. From now on, your bath water will have the same effect as the spiritual spring, just like using the spiritual spring directly."
Little Gourd spoke to Chu Qinshu about the spiritual spring with sparkling eyes.
The reason why this space has a restriction that the owner cannot use the spiritual spring at will within one year of age is actually to protect the owner.
What self-protection abilities do babies under one year old have?
Even consciousness may not be able to control it well, right?
Therefore, letting him/her use the spiritual spring in the form of bath water is the best protection.
After all, who could have imagined that a baby's bath water could be used as spiritual spring water?
And the only people willing to use her bath water are her beloved family members and no outsiders.
In this way, there is no need to worry about outsiders coveting, and life safety can be better protected.
"Really? Is it better than now? Then is it possible to cure the insects in the emperor's body?"
Since Emperor Yongping started eating the durian in the space, his health has gradually improved.
In addition, he also used the water that Chu Qinshu brought to Yu's study to make tea, so now he would not feel any discomfort even if he did not hold Chu Qinshu.
Chu Qinshu was well aware of these changes.
The only thing that worried her was the bewitching snake in his body.
The insects are usually related to the people who are born under the influence of insects.
If the person who casts the spell dies, the person being cast will suffer irreversible damage to his body even if he does not die.
"In the original book, your emperor's grandfather did not die from insects."
Little Gourd was a little confused for a moment.
"Well, the poison of the snake is indeed different from the insect, but that's because in the original book, the queen and the imperial teacher both survived to the end, and now..."
Chu Qinshu gave Xiao Hulu a look that said, "Do you understand?"
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