Uncle Huang loves me to the bone

Chapter 394
"My subordinate understands!"

Wei Shu sat at the table, his whole person's temperament was gloomy and cold: "His Majesty has been in poor health recently, and he is showing signs of being strong and violent. It seems that he has been asking the pharmacy to give him some medicine recently. Has it been found?"

A-Kun said: "Master, there have been several stunning beauties in your Majesty's harem recently, but he doesn't favor any of them. It seems that he has some unspeakable hidden disease."

Wei Shu smiled evilly: "We have traveled all over the country over the years, and we have met merchants from the Western Regions on the southern coast. They sell a strange medicine that can make men feel youthful. If you let this news out, you must let people Those frivolous flatterers know it."

A Kun was very confused: "Master, why don't you donate it yourself?"

Wei Shu said: "I am a treacherous minister, but not a sycophant. Your Majesty likes me to be a treacherous minister, but does not like me to be a sycophantic minister."

A'kun said again: "Master, the second prince has been showing his kindness to you frequently recently. Is that visible?"

Wei Shu said: "No, I am playing the Guchen card. You try to quietly let him know about the discord between me and the prince, and make him think that as long as he can defeat the prince, we will be loyal to him. The Qilin Guard is at his disposal."

Akun responded in a low voice.

Wei Shu looked at the flickering candlelight on the table: "This Great Qin royal family must be completely in chaos. Father... what kind of monarchs did you risk your life to protect back then? What kind of world are they? What if? If Changsun Tao cannot come back alive to take over the throne, the world might as well be surrendered to others as soon as possible! No one in the Changsun family can sit firmly on this ship that is about to capsize."

His fingers were flying, and a silver needle was beating flexibly on them: "Little fox, is everything okay?"

That was the needle the little fox pricked into him when they first met...

It was a completely sunny day. After Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao had a meal cooked by Mrs. Qin in the house, they put on the cowhide boots and large cotton-padded jackets that Mrs. Qin had prepared for her, and went with Manager Qin and the five hunters he had found, carrying Bows and arrows climbed up the mountain behind.

At the beginning of the sun, everything is renewed.

The warm golden sun shines on the snow through the dead branches and trees, reflecting patches of golden yellow.

The fallen snow has melted a lot, and this piece and that pile reveal the frozen black earth and some evergreen shrubs. After being washed by the heavy snow, the color becomes more emerald green.

The group of people walked in the forest for about an hour before entering the belly of Cuiping Mountain. Looking down from a high place, they could see the prosperity of Yujing City. The cold river flowed around the city like a jade belt and finally flowed to the belly of Cuiping Mountain. .

"Miss Yanyan, can you still hold on?" Manager Qin asked breathlessly.

Yu Qinghuan smiled widely, and the snowy scene behind her became the background. The popsicles hanging from the treetops reflected her flowery smile, which was beautiful.

"Uncle Qin, don't worry! I was a doctor since I was a child, and I have been going to the mountains to collect medicine since I was five years old. Sometimes I walk all day just to get a medicine. This distance is nothing to me."

When Manager Qin saw that Miss Yan Yan was barely breathing, he couldn't help but wonder - why is Miss Yan Yan's physical strength so good?Forget it, how can a person who can clean up scoundrels like the Wu family be a mediocre person?

"Take a rest when you are tired. Don't rush to collect medicines today." Steward Qin warned gently.

Yu Qinghuan smiled, looking past Manager Qin, and saw a few grasses under a few pieces of bluestone. The grass stems were purple-brown, slightly angular, and wrinkled. The stems had no hairs and were slightly shiny. The petiole is slightly longer, flat with a concave center, purple-red in color, and has several oblate spherical brown capsules.

Her eyes lit up. She really couldn't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.

The medicine to treat Qin Ning was found so quickly.

Yu Qinghuan dug out the entire pill with a small hoe and put it properly into the basket.The name of this medicine is Lubiticao. My grandfather learned about it when he traveled to the extreme south of the Qin Dynasty. The locals used it to treat tuberculosis. It was indeed miraculous. Unfortunately, my grandfather left too early and failed to spread this medicine to the world. Everyone I don’t even know what this medicine is for.

There is also a beautiful legend about deer grass. People in the extreme south say that it is the fairy grass that the deer stole from the Queen Mother.

"Miss Yanyan, is this also medicine?" Manager Qin asked.

Yu Qinghuan handed the deer title grass to Manager Qin and said: "Uncle Qin, this is the magic weapon to treat Brother Qin. Take a look at it. If you have seen it elsewhere, let me know. Brother Qin needs to take it for a long time. The medicine of time is, of course, the more the better.”

Since moving to Qin's house, Yu Qinghuan has called Qin Ning "brother Qin". Although the couple rarely leaves the house and eats and other things in the house, Mrs. Qin's kindness to them is enough to make the two families happy. Relationships become closer.

Manager Qin heard that this medicine could save his son, and he racked his brains to think about whether he had ever encountered it before.

In the end, he shook his head: "Miss Yanyan, I don't know medicine and I have never paid attention to it."

Yu Qinghuan said: "It doesn't matter, Uncle Qin, you have to remember this medicine carefully, but don't let too many people know about it, otherwise people will say you are a magic stick. After all, this medicine has not been put into use in Daqin yet. .”

Manager Qin nodded in understanding, and then they continued to search in the forest.

In winter, the flowers wither, the trees wither, and the forest is still mixed with residual snow. It is not an easy task to collect medicinal materials in such a place.

They climbed over mountains one after another, passed through dense forests one after another, and finally came to rest under a rock cliff.

The stone cliff is not high, only a few feet, standing in the dense forest. The ivy climbing on it is gray and dark green.

Mrs. Qin prepared dry food for them, which was glutinous rice cake pounded with ginger rice, with bamboo beans boiled and fried together with leeks.

As long as the whole piece is roasted by the fire, the glutinous rice cake will expand after being heated, giving out the unique fragrance of ginger rice, and the bamboo beans will also be more fragrant.

Because there was a fire, it didn't feel cold at all. The group sat around the fire, eating glutinous rice cakes and drinking warm water from the water bottles.

At this time, one of the hunters suddenly said: "Manager Qin, don't you think it's strange? There are countless birds and beasts gathered in this mountain forest. Although they don't like to go out for activities in winter, there is no sound at all. After these times, , have you heard the chirping of birds?"

Hunters make a living in the forest all year round and are very familiar with the conditions in the mountains and forests. Of course, they also have a sensitivity that ordinary people do not have. All changes in the forest cannot be hidden from them.

After hearing what the hunter said, Yu Qinghuan felt something was wrong, and sure enough, there was no sound at all.

She didn't pay much attention to it at first. After all, birds and animals rarely freeze alive in winter. It's normal to be completely silent, but it's also a little too quiet.

Generally, animals in the forest will hide their voices only when there are dangerous creatures nearby.

Cuiping Mountain winds for thousands of miles, and no one has set foot in a large part of it. If there were ghosts in the woods, Yu Qinghuan would not doubt it at all.

"Uncle Qin, could you please add more firewood? The bigger the fire, the better." Yu Qinghuan threw down the glutinous rice cake, clenched the dagger at his waist, and looked around warily.

(End of this chapter)