Chapter 634: First Marriage Proposal
Daohua stayed in Taohua Temple for five days, and then took the emperor to the fields for five days.
Seeing her own master making medicinal food for Wu Ye every day, Daohua was heartbroken and could only find different ways to reform Wu Ye through labor.
Fortunately, the emperor really wanted to learn more about farming. In addition, the crop output in Daohua Farm was higher than that in other places. He also wanted to see what was going on and was willing to cooperate. In this way, the two of them got along quite well.
Since there were guests present, Daohua originally wanted to wait until Fifth Master and the others left before leaving, but Madam Li sent someone to deliver a letter asking her to go back, so she had to leave reluctantly.
Before leaving, he repeatedly told Gu Jian not to make medicinal food for Fifth Master anymore.
On this side, the emperor couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Daohua had finally left. Although he had learned a lot of farming skills during these days and had seen the hard work of farmers, he was still really tired.
"Uncle, is the Jingsui grass ripe?"
Gu Jian took the emperor to the pharmacy: "I have been observing it these past few days, and the Jingsui grass hasn't changed at all. It probably won't continue to grow."
The emperor quickly asked, "Can we prepare the Eight Meridians Pill now?"
Gu Jian nodded: "Okay."
The emperor saw Gu Jian frowning and asked, "Uncle, is there something wrong?"
Gu Jian: "The Jingsui grass I planted this time is not even half the size of the one that Daohua girl planted last time."
The emperor frowned: "Why is this?"
Gu Jian didn't quite understand either. He was silent for a while and asked uncertainly, "Could it be that the soil fertility has decreased?"
Emperor: "It should be possible."
Gu Jian: "I've checked, the Jingsui grass is mature and can be used as medicine. You've been out for over half a month, so it's not a good idea to stay any longer. I'll prepare the Eight Meridians Pill for you right away."
The emperor nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, uncle."
While Gu Jian was preparing the Eight Meridians Pill, the Emperor summoned Wei Qi and asked, "Where did that girl from the Yan family get the soil? Have you found out?"
Wei Qi nodded: "I have found it."
The emperor said: "Take your men and bring back some more soil from there."
Wei Qi hesitated.
When the emperor saw him, he immediately asked, "What's the matter?"
Wei Qi replied, "To be honest, Master, I've already taken the soil from there when the Meridian Grass was planted, and I've also experimented with other herb seeds."
Emperor: "Have you tried it? What were the results?"
Wei Qi's face was bitter. "I didn't grow anything. I even asked a few herbal farmers about this, but they all said it was just ordinary soil and there was nothing special about it."
The emperor frowned and asked, "What's with that pot of soil in my uncle's pharmacy?"
Wei Qi shook his head: "I don't know either."
The emperor pondered for a moment, then turned and went into the pharmacy. After a while, he came out with a handful of soil. "Go ask the herbalist and see if there's anything different about this soil."
Wei Qi carefully took the soil and left quickly.
That night Wei Qi returned with a white-haired herbal farmer.
"Master, this old man's family has been growing medicinal herbs for generations, and they often collect herbs in the mountains and forests. He said that the soil I took was just ordinary forest soil."
Hearing this, the emperor looked at the herbalist and asked, "Are you sure, old man?"
The herbalist saw that the emperor's status was not ordinary, and he was a little reserved, but he nodded affirmatively: "The soil that the young man showed us is just ordinary mountain soil."
The emperor thought for a moment and went back into the pharmacy to bring out the porcelain basin: "Take another look inside."
The herbalist smelled and tasted the soil, then said with certainty, "This kind of soil can be found everywhere in the mountains, but..."
Emperor: "But what?"
The herbalist smiled and said, "This soil seems to be more fertile."
The emperor asked a few more questions, but when he couldn't get any more information, he signaled Wei Qi to take the man away.
"Does growing Jingmian grass require the soil to be sufficiently fertile?"
The emperor looked at the porcelain basin. Was it because the soil fertility had decreased that the second batch of Jingsui grass was not as big as the first?
Apart from this reason, the emperor could not think of any other reason.
Eunuch An thought for a moment and said, "Master, you can take the porcelain basin back with you. There are many imperial physicians in the palace, and there are also many herbal farmers in the royal pharmacy. Perhaps they can find the cause."
The emperor nodded casually.
He felt that it was very likely that the girl from the Yan family was lucky and happened to have a pot of soil with fertility suitable for the growth of Jingsui grass. If he wanted to come across it again in the future, it would probably depend on God's will.
The emperor was not a man who liked to take things to heart. Since he succeeded to the throne, he had encountered many things that could not be explained. Growing the meridian grass casually was nothing.
This time, without Daohua's help, Gu Jian spent two days busying himself before he prepared the Eight Meridians Pill.
"Grandpa, weren't there three last time? Why is there only one this time?" Eunuch An couldn't help but ask.
Gu Jian explained briefly: "The last Jingsui grass was larger, so we used three pills. If we use two pills this time, the efficacy might be weakened."
The emperor smiled and said, "One is enough." Although he wanted to keep one more, or pass it on to his son, or give it to someone else as a reward, none of these were as important as opening up his own eight extraordinary meridians.
After that, Gu Jian began to make medicinal bath soup.
Perhaps because the emperor was old, he soaked in the water for four days before his eight extraordinary meridians were opened.
The emperor felt much lighter, as if he had become several years younger. He was very happy and bowed to Gu Jian at a ninety-degree angle: "Thank you, uncle."
Gu Jian smiled and said 'hmm', then he suddenly thought of something and said, "Don't forget the contribution of Daohua."
The emperor smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle. She is your apprentice. I will not treat her badly."
Gu Jian said, "I think she and Ye Yang get along well. Sister is also optimistic about the two children. You should consider arranging a marriage for the two children."
Hearing this, the emperor was stunned for a moment: "Marrying the eldest daughter of the Yan family to Yeyang? Isn't this too unfair to Yeyang?"
Gu Jian had a look of displeasure on his face. "Why is Ye Yang wronged? Daohua's family background is a little lower, but in other aspects, whether it's her looks or her character, how is she inferior to the daughter of a wealthy family?"
"Besides, after Ye Yang came to Zhongzhou, he became closer to the Yan family. The two children know each other well and have similar personalities. I think they are a good match."
Seeing his uncle's serious face, as if he would get angry if he disagreed, the emperor laughed a little: "Uncle, I will think about this matter carefully. No matter what, I have to ask Xiaojiu first, don't you agree?"
Gu Jian snorted, "Ask Xiaojiu? I think it's better to forget it. That guy even made his concubine his wife's wife. He has no sense of right and wrong. It's better not to count on him."
The emperor touched his nose. After all, he agreed to make Ma the legitimate wife in order to contain the Jiang family. "Uncle, don't be anxious. By the way, Ye Yang said that he has to make his own decision on his marriage."
Having said this, the emperor suddenly stopped.
Could it be that the boy is asking for this grace just for the eldest daughter of the Yan family?
(End of this chapter)
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