Chapter 1518 Calculation
In the evening, Zhou Shuren came back and said that the emperor agreed to Zhezi's proposal. Zhulan smiled and said, "I will arrange for Zhuangzi's children to go to the mountains to collect medicinal herbs."
After these medicinal herbs are sold, they will all be converted into pills for storage. As there are more children, there is a severe shortage of medicine.
Zhou Shuren said with regret, "It's a pity that the capital does not allow land reclamation."
"The capital allows land reclamation, but the children in the orphanage cannot do so."
Zhou Shuren thought so too. When these children grow up, they will go to where they should go. They really don't have the energy to manage the reclaimed land. "The medicinal materials need to be processed. You need to hire a master who can process the medicinal materials."
"I originally wanted to train some children to prepare medicinal herbs, and I have already found a master."
"That's good. Once the pharmacy is open, we will purchase a large amount of medicinal materials."
Zhulan sighed, "Even if we open a pharmacy, the main customers are foreigners and wealthy families. Ordinary people still can't afford to buy the pills, and they still don't want to see a doctor when they are sick."
Zhou Shuren: "The court is doing quite well now."
Zhulan admitted that the imperial court did a good job in ancient times and had trained many doctors over the years.
Zhulan didn't talk about the pharmacy anymore. They just gave ideas, and the rest of the operations were up to the emperor. There were many talented people in the court, and as long as they were given a method, it would be gradually improved.
Zhulan, "I don't know if Rongchuan picked up Mingteng."
Zhou Shuren counted the days and said, "I should have received the call."
The guess was very accurate. Rongchuan met Mingteng at noon today. Mingteng was injured and his left arm was tied. Fortunately, there were no injuries anywhere else, only his arm was slightly fractured.
After dinner, Rongchuan finally rested well. He walked out of the tent and went straight to where Mingteng was sitting. He sat down and looked at Mingteng's injured arm. He was angry, "You are getting bolder and bolder. You didn't even discuss such a big thing with me, and you dared to take advantage of the situation yourself."
Ming Teng said with a bitter face, "Uncle-in-law, you have told me many times, I know I was wrong."
Rong Chuan was so angry that his chest hurt. "Do you know how I've been living these days?"
Ming Teng lowered his head in acknowledgement of his mistake. He knew that he almost didn't recognize his uncle when they met at noon. His uncle looked too haggard, and his eyes were frighteningly red. After they didn't talk for a while, his uncle leaned against him and fell asleep.
Rongchuan's tone softened a little, "You still don't think things through."
Ming Teng felt guilty. It was indeed his lack of consideration. He took advantage of the situation and did not leave anyone to report the incident. He did not expect the avalanche to be so serious. He thought that by taking advantage of the situation, he could trap himself for a day or two to give his uncle an excuse to reorganize the grassland tribe. However, he did not expect that it would be difficult to leave the snowy mountains, which made his uncle worried and his family in the capital worried.
Rongchuan also blamed himself, "It's my fault too. I started the bloody suppression when I arrived at the grassland, and I wouldn't become more and more passive, nor would I help the tribe to increase their arrogance and test them again and again, and finally set my sights on you, causing you to take risks in order to change the status quo."
Ming Teng raised his head and said, "Uncle-in-law, I can't blame you. You are right."
Rong Chuan raised his hand. "I didn't go to the battlefield and didn't understand the hatred that went deep into my bones. It was indeed my fault. I have already written a letter to return to Beijing. You are injured. You should also return to Beijing when we return."
Ming Teng was reluctant to leave, "Uncle, I will stay and help you."
"No need, just go back to Beijing with peace of mind."
It was the first time that Ming Teng heard his uncle-in-law speak in such a strong tone. He opened his mouth and realized that this mission had changed a lot in his uncle-in-law and his heart had become hardened.
Rongchuan missed Xuehan and the child. "Go back and visit your aunt more often. By the way, the news that you are safe should have arrived in Beijing."
Ming Teng breathed a sigh of relief, then blamed himself. He was indeed not thoughtful enough. If anything happened to his family because of him, he would never feel at ease for the rest of his life. He was eager to go home.
The next day, Zhulan still had to deal with the orphanage's affairs. Qi came and Zhulan took the invitation from Qi and asked, "Ran Xun is finally getting married?"
Qi, "Yes, if the matter of the illegitimate eldest son had not happened, Ran Xun would have been married long ago."
Zhulan knew that Ran Xun was locked up in the Ran Mansion when he returned to the capital, and that he brought back a pregnant concubine. What she feared had come true. If she really gave birth to a son, how could she not be angry?
Zhu Lan put down the note, "Ran Xun can be considered to have turned a disaster into a blessing. I heard from Ran Wan that Ran Xun has finally been able to calm down."
"If he doesn't calm down, there's no hope for him."
Zhulan asked, "That child?"
Qi would not keep the child by her side, as there was a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. After a moment of silence, she said, "The child went to the manor with his mother. Whether to bring him back or not is entirely up to Madam Ran Xun's wishes."
Zhulan, "Don't frown like that. It will be a big wedding day in a few days."
Qi felt bitter in her heart. Her family felt in a mess. The eldest daughter-in-law and the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law were quarreling fiercely. At her age, she not only had to worry about the eldest wife, but also the marriage of her grandson. "I really envy you."
Zhulan smiled and didn't say anything. Many people envied her, but that was the reward for her efforts. She was sincere to her daughter-in-law, and gave her freedom and respect. Naturally, her daughter-in-law also respected and obeyed her sincerely.
In Zhoujia Village, Jiang Miao had a severe headache. Mu Fan came in with some soup, "Drink some soup, your stomach will feel better."
Jiang Miao shook her head and was supported by her husband to sit up, "Why did you come back so early?"
Seeing that his wife really didn't want to drink, Mu Fan didn't force her, "You're making trouble again. I'm just an unpopular grandson. There are so many grandchildren in the Dong family that it's not my turn to worry about them. I'll go see my mother and come back."
His mother didn't want to stay in the Dong family either, but she couldn't because she was the legitimate daughter of the Dong family and she couldn't leave until her aunt came back.
Jiang Miao, "You said that grandpa has divided the family property, what else do they have to fight about?"
Mu Fan, "My uncles know that the property has been divided up. They have been pent up for too long. Now that grandpa is gone, there is no one to hold them back. They don't want to wait for an explosion any longer."
Jiang Miao shook her head. Fortunately, she had many people around her yesterday, and no one dared to get involved with her. But a fight broke out yesterday, and the Dong family lost an adult.
Mu Fan pushed the fruit plate to his wife, "If my uncle really wants to solve it, he can. I see that my uncle doesn't want to solve it. He just wants to make the trouble bigger so that he can completely cut off contact with the rooms."
"Now that you mention it, you do have this plan. What about Dong Zhan?"
Mu Fan, "Dong Zhan should have been locked up by my uncle. First, he was afraid that Dong Zhan would get hurt, and second, he was afraid that Dong Zhan would agree to something. I guess my grandfather must have made Dong Zhan agree to something, and my uncle didn't want to, so he wanted to kill him all at once."
Jiang Miao didn't want to care about the Dong family anymore. Her third uncle had principles, and her third aunt was not very close to the Dong family. Looking at her husband's attitude, she would have even less contact with the Dong family in the future.
In the capital city, in the imperial palace, the emperor talked about opening a pharmacy. Based on the prescriptions of the Imperial Medical Institute, most of the medicines produced were exported in the name of the court, a small portion was sold to regulated clinics, and some prescriptions from the public were also collected.
The last one is not easy, and it is still a question of inheritance. Some doctors’ prescriptions are secret.
Anyone can tell whether it is a good job or a job with a lot of money.
The ministers in the study became wary of each other. Some wanted to plan for themselves, while others wanted to plan for their own offspring.
Zhou Shuren's gaze vaguely fell on Lord Qi, his fingertips hidden in his official sleeves, his fingers spinning.
Lord Qi's eyes sparkled. This was an opportunity, and he couldn't help but speak, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."
After hearing this, Zhou Shuren's mouth curled up slightly, but soon fell back down.
(End of this chapter)