I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Baicaoshi thought it was funny.

Every time we spend together, we are always interrupted. But for the sake of a reward, I will forgive him for now.

Zhe Yu was not satisfied yet, and lazily hugged her for three breaths, Shishi, if you wait until the stitches are removed for Concubine Si, we may have to spend the first Spring Festival in Yanjing.

Only then did Baicaoshi realize that today is the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the stitches will be removed in half a month, just in time for New Year's Eve.

However, she spent the first Spring Festival with Zhe Yu after wearing the book, so she didn't regret it so much. Then I have to write a letter to my family. Shinichi too, don't you know how to use a carrier pigeon to send me a letter? Baicaoshi said angrily.

Zhe Yu grabbed her two claws, Why didn't Hongqu or Xiaoshu send you a letter, but Shinichi?

Does it make a difference? Oh, Baicaoshi glanced back, is Zheyu jealous?

She covered her mouth and smiled, and the flowers trembled with laughter, My little ancestor, with your beauty like you, in my eyes, can there be other men? Let's not talk, hurry up and receive the reward, no see Who would be so sabotage with a reward?

Zhe Yu still said slowly, It's okay to let him wait a little longer, last time I gave him a can of tangerine peel.

Baicaoshi opened her mouth wide.

Before leaving, she did bring Zhe Yu a lot of souvenirs, so that he could open up Yanjing's interpersonal relationship. In fact, I thought in my heart that Zhe Yu was so cold and cold, so he probably didn't bother to do it. I didn't expect that Ren Du's second branch hit the emperor's second chief executive, it's okay.

After putting on their robes and making some modifications, the two of them went outside the courtyard.

Dou An and his two little father-in-laws are still stamping their feet. Li Jianping, Eucommia and Lilac are also there.

This is the first time for Du Zhong and Ding Xiang to see Baicao Poetry. I just think beauty is still beautiful, especially those rainy eyes, Ke Yanjing is so beautiful, she is still a bit inferior to the astonishing face of Mr. Zhe Yu. It must be smoke from the ancestral grave, finding such a good husband.

Baicaoshi didn't know what the two servants were thinking, so she just smiled at Dou An: Let Eunuch Dou wait for a long time.

Eunuch Dou covered his mouth with his whisk and smiled, expressing that everyone else understood: Mr. Zhe Yu and his wife worked hard all day yesterday and made great contributions to Dayan. It is reasonable to get up late today. Come and see the gift that the emperor bestowed on you. Bar.

In the rewards of Emperor Yanwu, a multicolored tapestry stone green silver mouse coat was given to Baicao Shi, a stone blue silk squirrel cape was given to Zhe Yu; a pair of jade Ruyi, a pair of golden steps, gold thousand taels, and a tribute from the Northern Qi Dynasty. Centennial ginseng.

Although gold and silver are good, what Baicaoshi values ​​most is ginseng.

When she came to this continent, she searched for ginseng vigorously but failed, and now she actually saw ginseng in the royal reward list, which really made her smile.

Eunuch Dou, who is this ginseng, please? Baicaoshi asked in a low voice. She has always paid attention to reciprocating, and the thought of giving ginseng is more precious than giving jewelry and jade.

It's Concubine Si.

Sure enough, it is not easy for a woman to be favored for ten years, she has a delicate heart.

Dou An shook the whisk, You have received the reward, so the Zajia can go back and report back. Oh, Madam will accompany the Zajia to the palace later, and the empress will see a doctor.

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Baicaoshi packed her medicine box, brought some small gifts, and followed Dou An into the palace for the third time.

The sense of curiosity is gone, but she still remembers the path carefully, maybe one day, it will come in handy.

When she arrived at Tianyuan Hall, a nanny came to meet her, Cui'e, a maid of Fusi Palace.

Concubine Si's condition is better today, but she still needs to rest in bed.

She propped up a pillow and leaned against her back, motioning for Baicaoshi to sit by the bed. Yesterday you told me that it wouldn't hurt, but today it hurts badly. Can you give me some of that stuff?

Baicaoshi burst out laughing, put the medical kit under Si Fei's wrist, and cut her white wrist, Your Majesty, you can joke. After the operation, Mabosan won't work anymore. Do you feel abdominal pain?

Concubine Si nodded, it hurts. It turns out that what you gave me to drink is called Mafeisan, and the name is apt.

Postpartum abdominal pain may be caused by cold or cold water stimulation, which leads to blood stagnation. You should avoid raw or cold food in your daily diet. In addition, maintaining a fixed posture for a long time can easily cause congestion and stagnation, which can cause abdominal pain. I have two methods to relieve it. One is hot compress. , and the second is massage.

Baicaoshi explained in detail the essence of these two methods.

Concubine Si stared at her, but didn't pay attention to listen. Her focus was on other aspects, Will this wound leave a scar? I'm afraid the emperor won't like it.

Even modern surgery cannot remove scars.

Mother, if you want this scar to be your medal, you have suffered so much for the emperor's heir, the emperor loves you even more. Baicao's poetic comfort, warm and caring.

Concubine Si stroked her lower abdomen and sighed quietly, You must know that the king's favor flows eastward like water, and the worry of being favored is replaced by the worry of losing favor. I'm afraid I'll get tired of such an ugly scar someday.

Baicaoshi didn't say a word, this scar is thanks to her, so she won't be hated even if she saved her life.

You don't have to worry, you saved my life, I can always get it right. If there is anything you want, just ask me, I always have a lot of ginseng antler. For the next half month, I will rely on you. Concubine Si's hand fell on Baicaoshi's, and with that look in her eyes, she was suddenly a little scary.

Baicaoshi confirmed one thing, this year's New Year's Eve must be spent in Yanjing. My lady, I don't want ginseng antler. I want to ask my lady if there is agarwood in the palace. There is a medicine, which is very important for your recovery.

She took out a piece of pig soap from her medicine box and handed it to Concubine Si.

What is this? Concubine Si took it to her nose and sniffed it, but the smell was not very pleasant.

Napse soap. In fact, it is specially processed pig's pancreas, but when it comes to pigs, the rich and precious concubine Si can't guarantee that she won't mind, so she only mentions the pancreas. Using it for cleaning is better than bath beans. It can also prevent hands from freezing and cracking in winter, and has the effect of nourishing and skin care. But the taste is not good. If you add agarwood, cloves and other spices, the taste will be completely different. Help the empress, the face is always there.

May I ask which woman in the world doesn't love beauty? Especially for a beauty like Concubine Si, You are really amazing, you know everything.

Healthy parents, my mother is worried about Sheng Chong's absence, so I will be happy to share my worries for you.

Afterwards, Baicaoshi explained some dietary precautions, and hugged the little prince sent by Nanny Bao, and was ready to leave the palace. As for the agarwood, she wanted it entirely for herself, and when the time came, it would not be too wonderful to give it to Concubine Si according to the favor.

After returning to the palace, Concubine Si's additional gift arrived, a large piece of agarwood, which was brought by two eunuchs.

Concubine Si said that this is the agarwood that An Nanguo paid tribute to in the early years, and gave it all to Madam to make pancreas soap.

Baicaoshi blinked, and then blinked again, smiling so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

With so much agarwood, how many spice bath beans and pig pancreas soap can be made? Her spice business is about to begin, and here comes the wealth beyond rivals.