Chapter 290 The Medicinal Herbs Needed Are Hard to Find
"It's not bad." According to the technology of this era, it is not bad to be able to make it like this.
If modern construction methods and secret door controls are used, it would not be difficult for a silver needle to penetrate two large trees.
Not bad?
It was not difficult for Luo Wen and Du Ying to hear that it was obviously not what they expected. How strong must their eldest daughter have expected?
When Du Ying took the blueprint to forge the sword, the entire Sword Forging Sect was shocked after seeing the blueprint. The Sect Leader and the elders discussed it for a few days, and the Sect Leader forged it himself.
He didn't understand it at the time, but now he finally understands. There is a lot of secrets in the handle of the knife, and it is incredibly powerful. Such a construction is really impressive.
Ye Qianning felt that this broadsword was generally acceptable, except that the power of the secret door was a little weak. The sword was not just hiding a hidden weapon, there was something strange about the blade, and there was a sharp sword hidden inside the long handle.
It is suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield, and is most advantageous in close combat.
The more he thought about it, the more hostility he saw in her eyes. In the past, she used dual swords for close combat besides guns.
"Fatty." Fourth Auntie walked in.
The slight hostility in Ye Qianning's eyes disappeared, and he turned around and said with a smile: "Fourth Aunt."
"Oh, where did you get such a big knife? It looks very sharp. Be careful not to hurt yourself." The fourth wife pulled her away from the table.
"It's okay." Ye Qianning waved his hand.
Du Ying wrapped up the knife and left the room.
"It's not good for a young girl to handle swords and guns." Fourth Granny said as she pulled her around the screen and sat down in front of the bed. "Fourth Granny made you some clothes to try on."
"All the clothes made by Fourth Auntie fit well." Ye Qianning opened it and found that Fourth Auntie had made several sets for her.
"I haven't seen you for half a month. I was afraid you'd lost weight at the academy, so I didn't dare to make anything too big. When I came back yesterday, I saw that you seemed to have gained weight again. I don't know if it will fit you."
"I'm not fat, I've lost weight." Ye Qianning said as her little hands began to take off her clothes.
"Did you listen carefully to the teacher's lectures in the academy?" Fourth Auntie tidied her clothes.
"Of course, I got an A in this monthly exam. No one in our school did as well as me." Ye Qianning sounded very proud.
"I heard from your father that in Kyoto, the students who graduated from Loushan Academy are very promising. When our fat captain comes, they will definitely marry into a good family."
"I don't want to get married."
"Nonsense, what girl won't get married?" said the fourth grandmother as she helped her change her clothes. "Look at what a beautiful girl she is. She will be so beautiful when she grows up."
Ye Qianning looked into the bronze mirror. She was wearing pink and purple clothes, the most popular style in Kyoto City. "Fourth Wife, you are amazing."
"Haha, I learned all this from San San. These two sets can be worn now, and these ones will be kept for next year. I don't know if they can be worn next year." Grandma Si folded the clothes into a small bag.
Ye Qianning was slightly stunned, his eyes flickering: "Why did Fourth Wife suddenly make so many clothes for me?"
Fourth Auntie touched her cheek with her large hand and tucked her fine hair behind her ear. "These days in the General's Mansion, Fourth Auntie has observed your father and the people there. At first, I was worried that the Second House and the Old Madam would not treat you well, so Fourth Auntie didn't dare to leave. Now that the Old Madam and the Second House have left, Fourth Auntie is relieved. Your father treats you very well, and the concubines in the mansion are also very good. Now that you are in school, Fourth Auntie can finally return to Nanyuan with peace of mind."
"Fourth Granny is going back to Nanyuan?"
"Well, it's been more than a year since I left Nanyuan, and I don't know how things are going at home." Fourth Grandma was very worried about her parents.
"I don't want Fourth Grandma to leave. Can Dad send someone to pick up the old people here, please?" Ye Qianning felt a little uncomfortable and reluctant.
"They are all over 80 years old. It's hard for them to move around. Besides, they are too old to leave Nanyuan."
"Fourth Aunt, please stay in Kyoto for a few more days. We haven't gone out for a walk together since we came to Kyoto." Ye Qianning took her hand.
"It's not like Fourth Auntie won't come back anymore even if she leaves. It won't be too late to go shopping again then."
"Then...when does Fourth Auntie plan to leave?" Since she was determined to leave, Ye Qianning couldn't stop her.
"Early tomorrow morning."
"So anxious?"
"You've been in Kyoto for quite a long time, and now that you've settled down, Fourth Auntie is relieved." If her injuries hadn't healed, she would have wanted to go back long ago.
I've been away for more than a year and I'm really worried about my family.
"Tomorrow I will have someone prepare a carriage and guards to escort Fourth Lady back." Ye Qianning was very worried about the Yin and Yang.
The fourth wife couldn't help but laugh: "What kind of guards do you need?"
"No, there is no one to take care of you on the road, and I am worried. If Fourth Grandma doesn't respond, I will send you back to Nanyuan myself." It is not safe on the road now.
There must have been a lot of people searching along the road from Nanyuan to Beili.
The fourth wife sighed: "Well, well, you are still so willful and your stubborn temper hasn't changed at all."
Ye Qianning grinned and leaned in Fourth Granny's arms. The elixirs that had just been made a few days ago would be helpful to the old woman. She would prepare some for Fourth Granny to take with her in the evening. She couldn't stay in Nanyuan's residence...any longer.
In the evening, she would ask her father to personally pick some capable guards, send them to Nanyuan, and then move the whole family.
"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Eighth Prince are here. Dean Chen asked his subordinates to call you over." The guard knocked on the door and reported.
"I understand." Ye Qianning stood up reluctantly.
"Go ahead, don't keep the prince waiting anxiously."
"Yeah." Ye Qianning nodded.
The fourth grandmother was worried and reminded him again: "Prince, you are so precious. When you get along with others, you must control your temper and don't fight."
"I understand. I'm leaving." Ye Qianning walked out of the room.
I was wondering why Sang Qi was here.
In the front hall, Xiang Minghou sat in the main seat, Dean Chen sat on the left, and Sang Qi and Sang Zhi sat on the right.
The maid brought up tea and cakes, and Sang Qi's eyes lit up when she saw the cakes.
"The tea in the General's Mansion is delicious." Dean Chen picked up the teacup and thought the light fragrance was even more mellow than the one he drank at Loushan Academy.
The little girl is still closer to her father.
"Really? This was sent back by Luo Xuan the day before yesterday. I haven't had time to drink it yet." Xiang Minghou said as he picked up the quilt and drank it all in one gulp.
"...Good tea needs to be savored." Dean Chen sighed with regret.
Like a cow drinking water, all the good tea is wasted.
"I don't understand. Tea is enough to quench my thirst." Xiang Minghou was rather rough and had no interest in flowery tones since childhood.
Dean Chen simply ignored him. Drinking good tea like this made him feel more sorry for the tea the more he looked at it.
Sang Qi tried all the pastries in Nian Yunjian yesterday, and none of them tasted the same as the ones Ye Qianning brought.
The pastries on the table were powdery and looked delicious. He picked one up and took a bite. It was sweet, soft and glutinous, and tasted indescribably good.
It’s not the same as what I ate that day, but it tastes delicious.
Sang Zhi didn't eat the cake. He picked up the cup on the table and took a sip. His expression paused slightly. It tasted sour and sweet, and he couldn't help but drink a few more sips.
"General Xiang, what kind of tea is this?" He put down the cup and looked up to ask.
"milk tea."
“It tastes good.”
Dean Chen took a look and asked: "What kind of milk tea?"
(End of this chapter)
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