The concubine's son Gaomen 27

Lin Yutong sat on the kang, carefully took out the books and placed them on the kang. In the warehouse, she found a problem. The paper in the book looked crispy, as if it was poked by a finger, and it was immediately broken and broken into pieces. It was not surprising that this problem occurred after being stored for a long time. But it also needs to be combined with the environment. It would be reasonable if this was a dry and ventilated place to become like this. But this book was left in the dark warehouse for more than ten years, not by insects, not by mold, but became brittle. There is a problem.

The box is not a box that is sealed and cannot block the moisture. It is not camphor wood, which can ensure that the things inside are not wormy. An ordinary box stores a book in such an environment, but this phenomenon occurs. It can only be said that the owner is extremely important to the book, and it should have been specially treated on the pages. But if the owner wants to read it, why can't he change it to a better box? Is this difficult to do? How much silver can the camphor wood box cost?

Isn't this very contradictory?

Now that I think about it, this contradiction just shows that the owner of this book is indeed interested in this book, but he doesn't want people to know that she likes this book. The more casually she handles it, the less attention it will be. If she thinks this way, it seems that she will be able to explain it.

"Stay outside." Lin Yutong shouted and ordered Sanxi.

Before Sanxi could respond, the Fourth Master lifted the curtain and came in. Seeing Lin Yutong's attitude, he closed the door from inside.

"I'll be back so soon?" Lin Yutong looked up and quickly withdrew her gaze, carefully putting down the book in her hand first. Then she looked up at the window, and then suddenly realized that it was already half an afternoon.

The Fourth Master helped Lin Yutong down from the kang, "You haven't had lunch yet, so I'll go to have lunch first."

Lin Yutong handed the Fourth Master a pair of scissors: "There is no problem in this page, remove the binding wire and take a look."

When Lin Yutong had dinner, there were already a small pile of broken skins on the kang table.

"What kind of skin?" Lin Yutong picked up a piece, "It looks like sheepskin, but it is thinner than sheepskin." And there is no hair, only a layer of skin. There is a line that cannot be seen in any regularity, "Is this a map?"

The Fourth Master said 'um', "Only by spelling it out, can you know where the map is?"

As a result, the two of them stayed up all night and couldn't make up the map.

"Is the map incomplete?" Lin Yutong asked irritably. Each piece of this map is only the size of a thumb cover, a total of 108 pieces. This is trivial.

The Fourth Master pushed this thing and said, "Put it away. Maybe it's no chance."

Lin Yutong could only put this thing in a small box and put it in it, "What kind of treasure does it mean to be so careful in the Miao family."

The Fourth Master seemed to be not very serious about the map, so he lay on the kang and stretched out: "We can take shortcuts with this thing, but it doesn't matter if we don't have this thing. I thought, this horse farm may be not just a place to raise horses..."

That is, raising horses can raise cavalry.

Lin Yutong whispered: "This country's prince and Prime Minister Chu are afraid that they will collude with Bei Liao. What exactly do they provide to Bei Liao to ask Bei Liao to give them such a pretext."

"Salt, iron and grain will always take up the same thing." The Fourth Master turned over and said, "Sleep for a while and stayed up all night."

It seems that he doesn't plan to go out today.

The two of them had already had noon when they got up. When they came together, they saw the girls packing things lightly outside.

"What is this for?" Lin Yutong asked hurriedly when she saw Sanxi put all the things in the box and seemed to be preparing to move.

Sanxi looked at the Fourth Master awkwardly: "My wife said that she asked someone to clean up the easternmost house yesterday. She did it all night last night, so... I said that she had already cleaned up. I asked someone to tell me that we can move over."

This is the order to expel guests.

But moving is not that easy.

Lin Yutong listened to the cold wind outside, "Is it still snowing?"

Chunyue nodded: "Yeah! Not small."

It was windy and snowy. Not to mention how difficult it was for even snow to move this thing over. The house was not warm, so how could people bear it? Mrs. Chu did things really... there was no place to reason.

The Fourth Master looked out and said, "The Second Master has moved there too?"

"It's all the same." Sanxi glanced at the house, "There are also fire walls and dragons on the east side, but where can we get the fire charcoal in this way? I heard that the second wife went to ask the eldest wife for it, and the eldest wife gave her two hundred kilograms."

By the way, there is also charcoal.

What is two hundred pounds enough? This is a slap in the face!

Sometimes it doesn’t have to be very clever, it’s enough to be useful.

"Then move." The Fourth Master waved his hand, "Set up the food, I'll go out to find a way to get charcoal later." Can you bow your head for this little thing?

Lin Yutong laughed, it was hard to live any day.

Prince Heng’s Mansion.

Gan personally delivered the Tang to Prince Heng, "What's going on in the past two days? Have the prince seen someone?"

Prince Heng took the soup bowl over and nodded: "I saw it, I looked a little cough."

Gan nodded. Prince Heng was a very good at acting. I heard that it was very easy to be a filial son in the emperor at night. He prayed for blessings during the day and stayed outside the emperor's hall at night. If the emperor didn't ask him to go in, he stood in the hall outside, and at night he also asked someone to move a bed and roll it to sleep in the hall. The emperor was worried that the weather was really cold, so he asked him to stay inside. Now he was even more dedicated. When the emperor coughed, he rubbed his chest, hammered his back, and wiped his tears for the emperor's discomfort. He boiled medicine with his own hands, tried the medicine himself, and fed it to the emperor's mouth. He served the emperor at night and did not lend him any lent.

Every night, he lies on his feet under the dragon bed, and keeps his feet standing under the dragon bed, guarding the emperor for a moment. But before dawn, this person disappeared immediately. The emperor would never see this filial son when he woke up. Prince Duan was very busy in the court. He heard that the two ministers of the six ministries had already moved, and the minister was the minister. This was the minister who had placed his own people for the six ministries and was ready to replace the emperor at any time. Compared with the two, although he knew that the purpose of this filial son could not be so simple, he felt inexplicably comfortable. This son with fangs was not as pleasant as his son who was obedient and easy to control.

Now, the benefits of staying with the emperor have been revealed. He knows clearly what the emperor's body is.

Prince Heng was holding the soup bowl and was about to drink it, but he was stunned for a moment.

Gan took a look, then brought the bowl over and tried it: "What's wrong? It's not clean? No."

Prince Heng looked at Gan taking a sip without hesitation, and the expression on his face softened two times: "Don't be so rash in the future. It's not that the soup is not clean. I suddenly remembered that when the emperor finished drinking the medicine bowl, the remaining medicine juice inside was slightly shaken, just like water ripples... I held the soup, and the soup was not swayed..."

A trace of doubt flashed in Gan's eyes, "What do you mean?" As he said that, he glanced at the soup bowl and gently placed it on the table.

Prince Heng stood up after a moment, then hid his hand in his sleeve, and his arms bent to show Gan, "I haven't seen my father reveal his hands these days."

Don’t show your hands? Is it because it’s cold? How cold can the place where the emperor lives?

Gan's eyes flashed: "Does the prince say that the emperor's hands are shaking very hard?"

A light flashed in Prince Heng's eyes: "I'm afraid it's more serious than uncontrolled shaking..." His hand looked like it was shrinking into a ball, "I've had a stroke! The emperor is likely to have a stroke..."

As he said that, he laughed first, then laughed loudly, laughing like crazy, stomping his feet while laughing.

Madam He looked inside worriedly, and started going crazy again.

Gan looked at Prince Heng who couldn't hold back his smile and suddenly spoke, "So what is the prince going to do?"

Prince Heng's laughter suddenly stopped abruptly. He turned his face to look at Gan Shi, and reached out to touch her face, "What should I do if you think I should do?"

Gan chuckled and whispered: "If I said that Mrs. Chu of Duke Jin's mansion was a little harsh on my daughter and wanted to ask the prince to find Jin Cheng'an to stand up for my poor daughter, what would the prince think?"

Prince Heng's hand suddenly pinched Gan's chin, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. But then he laughed again, "Okay, okay! Good way!" He smiled, and looked at Gan's eyes with a little warning, "You are indeed smart, but you must know that I am not that easy to use."

The expression on Gan's face remained unchanged, and he only gently brushed Prince Heng's hand away: "I want to know, how did I use the prince? If I told the prince, Duke Jin and the Chu family might not be clean, would the prince still think I was planning something for my future?" She lowered her eyelids, remembering what Lin Yutong called Shi Zhongyu said, "The prince is here, I have a life, although this life is not good. But if the prince is away, I really have no life to live. Can I tell the importance of this? What I want is just... to protect the child's safety in the future."

Prince Heng frowned: "Duke Jin and the Chu family? How did you know? Do you have any contact with the outside of the mansion?"

"Didn't the prince know this a long time ago?" Gan said frankly: "Chu punished my daughter to kneel in the snow and her legs were frozen. The people who stayed outside the mansion sent me a message. I asked someone to stare at Duke Jin's mansion for this child, but I didn't expect to ask me to know such important news..."

"You can always see things that others cannot see, and these ears can always hear words that others cannot understand." Prince Heng raised his eyebrows and pointed at Gan's brain. "I don't believe that such a critical thing can be easily watched by you. I can only say that you have a head that is smarter than others. When it comes to the ability to peel off the thread, I am not as good as you." He put his hand on Gan's shoulder and pinched it. Seeing Gan's uncomfortable frowning, he smiled, "No matter what Jin Cheng'an and Chu Yuan want to do, they are not dared to do it now. You are right. I have no son. If Jin Cheng'an's ambition is greater than what he had originally estimated, that would be a good thing. He may not refuse my proposal." As he said that, he looked at Gan's, "When your daughter gives birth to a son, we will adopt him as his descendants. What do you think?"

Gan chuckled: "You are really good at calculating. My daughter's son is also a grandson for Jin Sung-an. But if Jin Sung-an has too close relationship with the Chu family, Jin Sung-an is afraid that he is more willing to support the grandson of the Chu family's daughter. By then, the adopted child will be pitiful. Who else can you expect if you don't listen to you?" She glanced at Prince Heng, "This is all for the future, so don't worry. I haven't thought about it yet."

Prince Heng patted Gan's face: "You are indeed an ambitious woman. But I don't care!" As he said that, he held the cold soup bowl on the table without looking back and drank it in one breath. He threw the bowl on the ground, "You wait! It won't take too long to let you sit on the queen's throne."

Looking at Prince Heng's back, Gan's eyes were deep.

Queen?

She turned around and looked at the main courtyard where Princess Li Xiangjun lived. She wanted to be this queen, so what should the serious princess do?

This is just a fool. Prince Heng will not call himself the queen unless he has a reason to force him to make him the queen. But if he is just a queen, he really can't make such a mistake...

It has been several days since Lin Yutong and the Fourth Master moved to the yard to the east.

I don’t know how the Fourth Master did it. Anyway, the charcoal kiln in Xishan sent a lot of charcoal in the past three days. One thousand kilograms of high-quality silver frost charcoal, two thousand kilograms of medium-quality firewood, ten thousand kilograms of firewood, and ten thousand kilograms of it. I can’t use it clearly for a year.

"Did you sell any recipe?" With such a thing, the charcoal was very nervous, and it was definitely not easy to buy so many. Lin Yutong and the Fourth Master were walking in the corridor of the new house, wanting to see everywhere. At this moment, she couldn't help asking again.

The Fourth Master waved his hand: "It's bamboo charcoal."

"This thing was originally available." Lin Yutong whispered, "Can't this kiln be burned in this kiln? Besides, the charcoal kilns in the south of the world are rare, and in front of the capital? Where can I get old bamboo?" Besides, this is just for artful people to use. Who usually uses this? It's too difficult to ignite it. However, as a fresh air thing, it's okay to buy some bamboo charcoal bags and put them in the house.

"Just you said, the sales of this bamboo charcoal are limited. If you burn it in a kiln, you can't sell it for a year." The Fourth Master helped Lin Yutong up the steps, "This bamboo charcoal is pretty good for making bamboo charcoal soap. After selling the recipe, I also bought a bunch of them. You don't have to worry about these things."

Bamboo charcoal soap, this sounds simple, but the alkali used in it is difficult to make. She passed by several times in her mind, as if wood ash can extract alkali. If she only did a little simple refining, the effect might not be good, but as a low-end product, this is barely enough. He forgot all of these, but he remembered them all.

The two of them were talking in unison. Guiwu hurriedly chased after him from behind. When he arrived at the two, he whispered to the Fourth Master: "Prince Heng has posted a post and invites the Duke out for tea."
Chapter completed!