In the evening, Zhou Shuren came back and said that the emperor agreed to the proposal of the letter. Zhulan was bent in his eyebrows and eyes, "I arranged for Zhuangzi's children to go to the mountain to pick herbs."

After selling these medicinal materials, they will be replaced into pills to store. If there are too many children, there will be a lot of medicine.

Zhou Shuren said in a regretful tone, "It's a pity that the capital is not allowed to open up land."

"The capital is allowed to open up land, and the children in orphanages cannot open up land."

Zhou Shuren thought that, as he was, these children would go to places they should go when they were old, and they really didn’t have the energy to manage the land that was opened. “Medicinal materials need to be prepared, and you need to ask the master who made the medicinal materials.”

"I wanted to train some children to prepare medicinal materials, and the master has already looked for it."

"That's good. When the pharmacy starts, a large number of medicinal materials will be purchased."

Zhulan sighed quietly, "Even if the pharmacy is opened, the main sales groups are foreign and surplus families. Ordinary people still can't afford to buy pills, and they still can't bear to see the doctor when they are sick."

Zhou Shuren, "The court is doing well now."

Zhulan admitted that for ancient times, the imperial court did a good job and had trained many doctors over the years.

Zhulan no longer talks about the pharmacy. They just give ideas. The rest of the operation is the emperor's business. The court has a lot of talents. As long as the method is given, it will be gradually improved.

Zhulan, "Rong Chuan doesn't know if he received Mingteng."

Zhou Shuren calculated the day, "It should have been received."

The guess is very accurate. Rong Chuan met Mingteng at noon today. Mingteng was injured and his left arm was tied. Fortunately, there were no injuries in other places, only his arm was broken.

After dinner, Rong Chuan had just rested. He left the tent and walked straight to the seat where Mingteng sat. He sat down and looked at Mingteng's injured arm, and was angry, "You are getting more and more courageous. If you don't discuss such a big deal with me, you will dare to take the tricks."

Mingteng had a bitter face, "My uncle, you have said it many times, but I know I'm wrong."

Rong Chuan was so angry that his chest hurt, "Do you know how I lived these days?"

Mingteng lowered his head in a mistake. He knew that he almost recognized him when he met at noon. The little uncle was too haggard and his eyes were so red. Without talking for a while, the little uncle fell asleep.

Rong Chuan's tone was a little more relaxed, "You still don't think about doing things."

Mingteng was guilty. It was indeed because he was not considering it. At that time, he had no choice but to leave no one to report the news. He did not expect the avalanche to be so serious. He thought he was trapped for a day or two and gave his uncle a reason to rectify the grassland tribe. He did not expect that the snow mountain was difficult to come out, which made the uncle worried and the family in the capital worried.

Rong Chuan also blamed himself, "It's also my fault. I started to suppress bloodyly when I went to the grassland, and I won't become more and more passive, nor will I help the tribe's arrogance to test again and again, and finally put my mind on you, causing you to take risks to change the status quo."

Mingteng raised his head, "My uncle, you can't blame you, you're not wrong."

Rong Chuan raised his hand, "I haven't gone to the battlefield and don't understand the deep hatred. It's indeed my fault. I have written a memorandum to return to Beijing. You are injured. When we go back, you can set off and return to Beijing."

Mingteng didn't want to leave, "Little uncle, I'll stay for you."

"No, you can go back to Beijing with peace of mind."

This was the first time that Mingteng saw his uncle-in-law in such a strong tone, and he opened his mouth. This time, his errand changed a lot and his heart was hardened.

Rong Chuan missed Xuehan and the child, "You go back and see your sister-in-law more. Tell me, the news of your safety should have also entered Beijing."

Mingteng breathed out and then blamed himself. He did not think about it. If something happened to his family, he would be uneasy for the rest of his life and would feel a little worried.

The next day, Zhulan had to deal with the orphanage. Qi came. Zhulan took the post handed over by Qi, "Is Ran Xun finally going to get married?"

Qi, "Yes, hey, if it weren't for the eldest son of the sage, Ran Xun should have gotten married long ago."

Zhulan knew that Ran Xun had been locked up in the Ran Mansion when she returned to Beijing and brought her pregnant wife back to her room. She was really afraid of anything she wanted. If she really gave birth to a son, how could the woman not be angry?

Zhulan put down the post, "Ran Xun was a blessing in disguise. I heard Ran Wan say that Ran Xun can finally calm down."

"If he doesn't calm down, he will be helpless."

Zhulan asked, "That child?"

Qi will not be raised by his side, and there is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate wife. After silence, he said: "The child went to Zhuangzi with his mother. Whether to take him back or not depends on the wishes of Ran Xun's wife."

Zhulan, "Don't frown, you'll be happy after a few days."

Qi felt bitter in her heart. Her family felt messy. The eldest daughter-in-law and the eldest grandson daughter-in-law were having a big fight. She was so old that she not only worried about the big house, but also about her grandson's marriage. "I really envy you."

Zhulan smiled and didn't respond. Many people envy her. That was also the reward she received for her efforts. She gave her sincerity and gave her freedom and respect. Naturally, her daughter-in-law also respected and filial to her.

In Zhoujia Village, Jiang Miao had a severe headache. Mu Fan brought the soup in, "Drink some soup and your stomach will feel more comfortable."

Jiang Miao shook his head and was sitting on the verge of his husband, "Why did you come back so early?"

Seeing that his wife really didn't drink, Mu Fan didn't force her, "I'm just a grandson who is unwelcome to me. The descendants of the Dong family were not going to worry about me. I came back when I saw my mother."

His mother didn't want to stay in the Dong family, but it didn't work. She was the legitimate daughter of the Dong family. Her aunt didn't come back, so she couldn't live without her.

Jiang Miao, "You said that my grandfather has split up, so what else can they fight for?"

Mu Fan, "Several uncles knew that the industry was divided. They had accumulated too long. No one could suppress them after their grandfather left, and they didn't want to wait for an outbreak for a moment."

Jiang Miao shook his head. Fortunately, there were many people around her yesterday, so of course no one dared to affect her. Yesterday, the fight started and the Dong family lost their adults.

Mu Fan pushed the fruit plate to his wife, "My uncle really wants to solve it, but I don't want to solve it. I hope I can make a big fuss. He completely broke off contact with several rooms."

"After you said that, there is indeed such a plan, what about Dong Zhan?"

Mu Fan, "Dong Zhan should be locked up by his uncle. First, he is afraid that Dong Zhan will be injured, and second, he is afraid that Dong Zhan will accept what he promised. I guess my grandfather must have asked Dong Zhan to agree. My uncle is unwilling to do so, so he wants to do it once."

Jiang Miao didn't want to pay attention to the Dong family anymore. Her third uncle had principles. Her third aunt was not very close to the Dong family. Look at her husband's attitude, she would have less contact with the Dong family in the future.

In the capital, the imperial palace, and the emperor said that he wanted to run a pharmacy. Based on the patent medicine prescriptions of the Imperial Hospital, most of the patent medicines made were exported in the name of the court, and a small part was handed over to controlled clinics for sale, and some patent medicine prescriptions from the people would be collected.

The last one is not easy, it is still a matter of inheritance, and some doctors’ prescriptions are secrets.

Anyone can tell whether it is a good job or a very good job.

The ministers in the study were on guard against each other, some wanted to plan for themselves, and some wanted to plan for their children.

Zhou Shuren's eyes fell on Lord Qi, his fingertips were hidden in his official sleeves, and his fingers were rotating.

Lord Qi's eyes were shining brightly. This was an opportunity. He couldn't help but speak, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."
Chapter completed!