Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 3104 Be honest

  Zheng curiously asked: "How to weave?"

   "I don't know," Xiao Qian said, "But I asked the fourth child to write a letter, and asked him to send me some wool back, and then ask how they weave."

  Zheng nodded and became sad, "I think Manbao and Princess have big stomachs and no fat anywhere else. Is this good or bad?"

  Xiao Qian said: "When I turn around and ask her, but now she has a lot of swollen feet, she still goes to the medical department every day. I am afraid she will fool me and report the good and not the worry."

  Zheng immediately said: "Then I also ask Shanbao?"

  Xiao Qian immediately nodded, and the two reached a consensus and couldn't help but smile at each other.

  In the main hall, Zhou Man finished writing the letter and asked Mingda, "Do you want to also write a letter and go back to ask?"

  She said euphemistically: "Maybe there are some things that your Highness can't tell me clearly, and I'm too far away from the capital, I'm afraid I can't understand the meaning of Your Highness. You are brothers and sisters, and you should speak your heart better."

  Mingda doesn’t think that although the prince’s brother loves her, he treats her as a younger sister and treats Zhou Man to his confession. I am afraid that he would be more willing to talk to Zhou Man.

  However, Mingda groaned for the full gaze last week and nodded in response.

  But her letter should be much more concise. After asking her hello, she clicked on the matter, two or three sentences.

   Seeing that she wrote so little, Zhou Man stopped talking.

  Bai Shan pulled the letter in her hand, dried it and stuffed it into the envelope, stuffed it into her arms and said: "Okay, go to dinner, do you think everyone is the same as you?"

   Zhou Man couldn’t help but muttered, “What am I talking about? I am clearly expressing it clearly, so as not to have any misunderstandings.”

  She said: "If you hide the most critical information like your Highness, and only write the purpose, it will not only provoke suspicion, but also waste time. Qingzhou is not close to the capital. One visit, half a month has passed."

  Bai Shan just remembered, and turned to ask Yin or and Bai Erlang, "Do you have any letters to send back?"

  Yin may nod his head after thinking about it, "Really."

  He intends to tell his family that he will not go home for the New Year this year. He wants to stay in Qingzhou for the New Year. This is a big event and he has to tell them.

  Shirajiro thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't have one."

  Bai Shan and Zhou Man looked at him together, “The New Year is almost coming, shouldn’t you urge people to pay back the money?”

   Baijiro: "I'm not in the capital, so I don't need to urge them to pay them back. It's better to let them continue to borrow."

  Mingda couldn’t help asking him, “Who else owes you money now?”

Bai Erlang smiled and said: "There are not many of them. They are all classmates who played well in the Imperial College and Chongwenguan. For them, I don't charge daily interest, so I think it is lent to them by a friend. Don't worry, they won't Reckless."

  Mingda, of course, is not worried about their debts, but I am curious how Bai Erlang likes money lending so much, even if he does not earn interest money, he still has to borrow.

Bai Erlang said sadly: "No way, I don't do business, and that's not what I expected. The money I earned is left in the treasury. It's better to use it for others. Anyway, I know that their character is good. , I will pay it back, and I can pay it back."

  Bai Shan has got up and helped Zhou Man, "Let’s go, go eat."

   Zhou Man asked in passing, “I’m happy to keep counting the money, why do you have to borrow it?”

  Hakujiro looked at her, “Some people say that the money left is a dead thing, it is a pile of scrap copper, and it is money only when it is used and circulated.”

   Zhou Man: "Who said that?"

   Bai Erlang narrowed his eyes and stared at her, Bai Shan couldn't help turning his head to look at her.

   "..." Zhou Man: "Oh, it's me."

  Zhou Man subconsciously glanced at the private money she had placed in Keke's place, a little guilty, but said: "This is not wrong, but don't borrow randomly, you just have to know it in your heart."

  Bai Erlang hummed twice, knowing that it must be a nonsense made up by her rush, I am afraid she herself does not believe it.

  But he doesn’t regret it, he didn’t borrow a lot of money, he borrowed a lot of money...

  Except for Zhao Liulang, no one else would borrow from him. Instead, he borrowed money to Zhao Liulang. He always charged interest.

  Baijiro is too rich, he doesn't like extravagance, he has no special hobbies, so he saves all the money he earns. Before, he saved his own. Now he even saves the princess's share, and he has more money.

  Well, Mingda doesn’t like extravagance, so unlike Changyu, who often feels unable to make ends meet, the two feel that they have a lot of money, and they have to build a warehouse to make money.

  When I arrived at the dining room and sat down to eat, Bai Shan told Zheng and Xiao Qian, “Someone will send a letter back to the capital tomorrow, mother, sister-in-law, do you have any letters to send back?”

  Of course there is!

  Moreover, there are a lot of words. Zheng can write letters by himself, while Xiao Qian’s writes to Zhou Man after dinner.

  Wrote several pieces of paper, and it was only after the family accounted up and down.

  The next day, Bai Shan handed a thick pile of letters to the guard, ordered two people, and asked them to send back to the capital quickly.

  The letter was sent back to Zhou’s house and handed it to Mr. Zhuang.

  Mr. Zhuang found his own letter, opened it and read it again, then pulled out two letters from a pile of letters and sent them to the East Palace.

  The prince habitually opened the letter of Mingda first, scanned the ten lines at a glance, and put it aside.

   Then he opened Zhou Man's letter, and the prince couldn't help but ponder, thinking about how to answer Zhou Man.

  He couldn't make up his mind for a while, and invited Wu Gonggong, "Mr. Zhuang is still in Chongwenguan?"

  Duke Wu immediately bowed and said: "Yes, Mr. Zhuang has only finished a class."

   "Mr. Jiang, please come."

  Mr. Zhuang was quickly invited, and the prince simply pushed the official document on the case and went to have tea with Mr. Zhuang.

  " Shi Zhuang said, if the royal family and Zhou Man asked for a prescription, would Zhou Man agree to give it?"

  Mr. Zhuang already knew the whole story from the letter Bai Shan gave him, and said with a slight smile: "His Royal Highness is worried that Zhou Man will stand on the side of the Imperial Medical Office and control the prescription and not give it?"

  In fact, it is not difficult for the emperor and prince to get the prescription. If nothing else, they directly asked Xiao Yuanzheng penicillin how to do it. Wouldn't he not say it?

  It’s just that you don’t get authorization and your name is not right.

  Of course, they can also use power, but the emperor cherishes fame, and the royal family is unwilling to let go of disputes with the court for profit, so Zhou Man asked for a prescription.

  The prince turned his teacup and said, "Although Zhou Man is a lonely person, she has little selfishness. If she is a father-in-law, loneliness can't do anything to her."

  Mr. Zhuang was taken aback for a moment. Although the prince’s understanding of Zhou Man was a bit biased (Zhou Man was his person), he did not expect the evaluation to be so high.

  Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and then said: "His Royal Highness might as well be frank. Since you said that she has little selfishness, then you can be frank, and she will definitely respond with sincerity."

  The prince thought.

   Mr. Zhuang said: "His Royal Highness, according to the information sent back from various places in the border, penicillin plus the students of the Imperial Medical Office can at least reduce the casualties by 60% compared with the original. This data is counted as a specific number..."

  The prince looked serious and nodded slightly, "I understand."

  How can such an important medicine be in the hands of the Imperial Medical Office? The royal family must have one.

See you tomorrow

  (End of this chapter)