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Chapter 55 A brain, a ray of consciousness, scientific research and development!

"Third brother, what do you think, talking to dad like that."

Zhu Zhanqian and Zhu Zhanyong stood side by side at the gate of Renshou Palace.

Seeing Zhu Gaochi, who was angry and twisting his fat body away, Zhu Zhanyi turned his head and looked at his third brother Zhu Zhanyong with a strange expression.

Zhu Zhanyong pursed his lips and said, "I just said what I thought in my heart."

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and said: "What is in the book, what is said in the heart, the gentleman is open and frank, no matter whether it is the father or the emperor in front of him."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanqian nodded slightly, and said strangely: "That's what I said, but it seems that this is not what my son should say to my father."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhanyong hummed softly, then looked ahead, and said:

"Looking at the state of my elder brother today, I was thinking, maybe it's because my elder brother has too many things hidden in his heart.

That's why I'm really confused when my heart beats. "

"If you say and write out everything you want to say on weekdays, and express your true meaning, you won't think about it when you see it through, and your mood will be open-minded."

"It's just that this will make our father suffer."

Tsk tsk, good guy, listen to this, is it so easy for Kuyiku Daddy? Don’t you Confucians all pay attention to human relations and principles?Are you really ruthless?

It can only be said that as expected of Lao Zhu's family, the third brother has the demeanor of "killing dad".

"Wow!" At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly gushed from the sky above the palace wall, making the two people's robes rattle.

Zhu Zhanyong squinted his eyes, took his hands out of his cuffs, and spread out his palms to see three plates of oily copper plates lying on them.

Zhu Zhanqian looked over curiously.

I saw the words "Hongwu Tongbao" written on the front of the copper plate.

On the back of the copper plate, the word "Jing" is written on the top.

Zhu Zhanqian didn't understand what the third brother Zhu Zhanyong meant, so he couldn't help looking at him curiously.

"I made a hexagram for myself a few days ago." Zhu Zhanyong said, putting away the copper plate, holding the cuffs in his hand, looking at the sky that was slowly darkening, and said: "The sixth day, the second day of the ninth day, the third day of the sixth day, the fourth day of the ninth day , Sixth Five, Upper Nine..."

"If you don't have money, you can't be poor, and if you are poor, you will be able to live forever."

"Gentleman observes propriety, heaven and earth are kings, parents and teachers, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness..."

As Zhu Zhanyong said, his tone paused slightly, he turned around and looked seriously at Zhu Zhanyan who was completely stunned, and said:
"These are available or not."

"Fifth brother must also remember, don't be like others, be pedantic, and be flexible."

Tsk, who is this 'other' connoting.

However, isn't you a Confucianist?Are these outrageous words really good?
Also, Zibuyu is strange, you have already started fortune-telling, isn't it too heretical?

Zhu Zhanqian looked at the serious third brother Zhu Zhanyong, a little speechless.

But soon, Zhu Zhanyong gave him a perfect explanation.

"Whether Confucianism or Law is good, you can use it, but you can also use it at any time." Zhu Zhanyong stretched out his hand and gently put it on Zhu Zhanqian's shoulder, and the immature but serious little Zhengtai showed a smile on his face. road:
"For our royal family, all schools of thought and sages from ancient times are, in my opinion, all tools. Royal people should not rely too much on tools."

"Eh." Zhu Zhanqian blinked and wanted to say something, but finally found two words on his mouth: "Damn!"

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to close his slightly opened mouth, nodded heavily, and said: "What the third brother said is true, I really learned."

Zhu Zhanqian looked at the third brother Zhu Zhanyong who was only one year older than himself, only 12 years old, and would be a sixth-grade elementary school student in later generations.

What he said was so insightful and in-depth, quite imperial.

Speaking of this age, isn't it the age to shout 'resurrection love silver'?You make me, a bachelor of later generations, look useless like this, brother die!

"Tsk, should I also say something profound, such as: revenge, there is no living legend, kill!"

"No, this occasion is not right, there is suspicion of being awkward..."

"Even if the country has long been broken, please bless me to be the king of Ming Dynasty? Even if I lose my life once, I will definitely save the country."

"Only me can make Daming great again!"

"Um, no, no, I'm afraid the old man is going to eat people if you shout these words! My Daming is not dead yet!"

"..."

A series of compelling words flashed through Zhu Zhanqian's mind.

"Crack." At this moment, a hand was suddenly placed on Zhu Zhanqian's arm, and the messy thoughts in his mind dissipated instantly.

"Fifth brother should feel free to say anything in the future, third brother will protect you!" Zhu Zhanyong said childish and serious words.

Even though he himself is still a child, he feels very important.

Zhu Zhanqian was stunned for a moment, his heart warmed up, then he rolled his eyes and said, "Uh, third brother, can I trouble you now?"

"Huh?" Zhu Zhanyong was slightly surprised, put down his hands and said, "What's the matter?"

"Pa-ta, pa-ta, pa-ta." At this moment, bean-sized raindrops suddenly fell and quickly wet the ground.

Zhu Zhanqian gestured to the door with his hand, and an umbrella fell into his hand, handed it to Zhu Zhanyong, and said: "The old man asked Dad to help me count the harvest of the spiritual field. I was angry with you and left, or when you go back, Let his old man suffer and come again?"

"..."

"Third brother, go slowly!" Zhu Zhanqian stood under the door frame of Renshou Palace, waving to the back of the umbrella in the rain, which was fading away.

"Tsk." Zhu Zhanqian put down his hands, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Give third brother a step to apologize to his father, and then return a lesson."

"This lesson is called, sophistication!"

"... get out of class is over!" After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhanqian turned around with his hands behind his back, humming a little song in satisfaction, and walked back to the room.

I really underestimated the third brother Zhu Zhanyong before.

I thought it was another person who was influenced by Confucianism like my father, but I didn't expect it to be completely different.

It can only be said that the children of the royal family are indeed excellent, but they also have shortcomings. After all, they are too young, lack life experience, and lack emotional intelligence.

To his own father, no matter how tolerant he is, a son has to give enough face, let alone a prince, the heir apparent of a country.

This means that the family relationship between the Zhu family's father and son was still strong in the early Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Gaochi was also kind and good-tempered.

If you change to another prince, hehe!

You are useless, your future is absolutely gone!

……

In August and September, the temperature has already begun to drop.

Now in mid-September, the weather is fluctuating, especially after the heavy rain yesterday, the temperature dropped suddenly.

Yesterday Zhu Zhanqian and his father Zhu Gaochi totaled the yield per mu and finalized some details.

Calculated, the output of one-third mu of Lingmi is about 400 catties. Calculated by this standard, one mu of Lingtian is at least 1200 catties.

Calculated according to the standards of later generations, Lingtian should be a high-yield field!

Coupled with the nourishing effect of spiritual energy, it is possible to have such a yield, but what disappointed Zhu Zhanqian was that Lingtian did not reach the level of hybrid rice.

Otherwise, the output can be higher!
Although looking at it this way, in the first round between technology and cultivating immortals, technology won, but Zhu Zhanqian will not be discouraged by this.

The yield of Lingtian is not good, and it is also related to the environment.

If it was Daming who had recovered his spirit energy, especially in the later period, when Daming became a complete world of cultivating immortals, then spirit fields could be seen everywhere.

The yield per mu is not the same.

Renshou Palace.

At this moment in Dan's room.

Medium furnace, large furnace, super large furnace.

Zhu Zhanqian picked the big furnace in the middle.

Then put the necessary mortal medicinal materials prepared in advance into the alchemy furnace, and then start refining with spiritual fire.

The preparation of the 'spiritual liquid' is roughly divided into four steps.

[-]. First refine the mortal medicinal materials, remove the impurities, then dry them, crush them, and put them in a pounding pot to grind them into powder.

Of course, there are strict sequences and investment ratios.

[-]. Start refining the elixir, use the same method, make it into powder, and put it into the second medicine pot.

[-]. Using Lingquan, the two kinds of medicinal powders are respectively tempered with Linghuo according to a certain ratio and time.

Of course, the spiritual spring mentioned in the alchemy given by the Taoist scriptures is the real spiritual spring of heaven and earth bred by spiritual veins or spiritual mines.

Daming has limited conditions now, so Zhu Zhanqian used the water attribute method in the Daoist scriptures to move the spirit stones and condense them into a spirit spring.

Fourth, the last step is to start the preparation.

This process is the most difficult step. It needs to be absorbed drop by drop, and then the two are merged. The process needs to be guided by spiritual consciousness.

A little carelessness will cause the effects of the two medicines to conflict and be scrapped directly.

This feeling is like conducting drug research and development in a laboratory with the cooperation of high-tech instruments such as microscopes and computers.

It's just that Zhu Zhanqian only has the brain of a cultivator, and a consciousness that is as careful as a microscope.

Even so, it still keeps failing!

And just when Zhu Zhanqian was working hard to dispense the medicine, and his head was about to burst from the constant failure, a major event happened in Zhu's family.

Zhu Zhanji disappeared without a trace.

"..."

(End of this chapter)