Chapter 706: Chapter 634: The First Marriage Proposal (Part 1) Chapter 706: Chapter 634: The First Marriage Proposal (Part 1) Daohua stayed at Taohua Temple for five days, during which she tilled the fields with the Emperor each day.
Seeing her own master prepare dicinal als for the Fifth Master every day, Daohua felt a pang of heartache. She could only devise various ways to perform labor reform on the Fifth Master.
Fortunately, the Emperor was genuinely interested in learning more about farming. Considering that the crops from Daohua Manor were yielding more than others, he was curious to see what the secret was and was willing to cooperate. Thus, their interaction was quite pleasant.
Since there were guests, Daohua had intended to leave after the Fifth Masters had departed, but Madam Li sent soone to summon her back, leaving her no choice but to leave sowhat unwillingly.
Before she left, she repeatedly cautioned Gu Jian not to prepare any more dicinal als for the Fifth Master.
Seeing that Daohua had finally left, the Emperor couldn’t help but sigh with relief in secret—a relief from the tiring farm work he had learned and perford, and from seeing the laborious life of the farrs.
“Uncle, has the Jingmiao Grass matured yet?”
Gu Jian led the Emperor to the pharmacy, “I’ve been observing for the past few days. The Jingmiao Grass hasn’t changed at all; it should not grow any further.”
The Emperor hurriedly asked, “So, can we begin preparing the Eight ridian Pill now?”
Gu Jian nodded, “We can.”
The Emperor noticed that Gu Jian was frowning and asked, “Uncle, is there sothing wrong?”
Gu Jian said, “The Jingmiao Grass that has been grown this ti is not even half the size of what that girl Daohua grew last ti.”
The Emperor frowned, “Why is that?”
Gu Jian was also unsure. He fell silent for a mont, then ventured, “Could it be that the soil’s fertility has decreased?”
The Emperor, “…That’s a possibility.”
Gu Jian, “I’ve checked already. The Jingmiao Grass is mature and fit for use as dicine. You have been out here for over half a month, so it’s not good to stay any longer. I will prepare the Eight ridian Pill for you imdiately.”
The Emperor nodded, “You have worked hard, Uncle.”
While Gu Jian was preparing the Eight ridian Pill, the Emperor summoned Wei Qi, “Were you able to find out where the Yan Family girl got that soil?”
Wei Qi nodded, “We found it.”
The Emperor instructed, “Take so n with you and bring back more of that soil.”
Wei Qi hesitated for a mont.
Noticing this, the Emperor imdiately asked, “What’s the matter?”
Wei Qi responded, “If I may speak frankly, My Lord, I had already obtained so soil from that place when the Jingmiao Grass first grew, and I conducted experints with other dicinal herb seeds.”
The Emperor, “You’ve experinted? What were the results?”
Wei Qi’s expression turned bitter, “I wasn’t able to grow anything. Because of that, I even consulted several dicinal farrs, but they all said it was just ordinary soil with nothing special about it.”
The Emperor’s brow furrowed, “What about the pot of soil in Uncle’s pharmacy?”
Wei Qi shook his head, “I don’t know about that either.”
After musing for a mont, the Emperor turned and went into the pharmacy. Shortly after, he reappeared holding a handful of soil, “Go and ask the dicinal farrs about this soil, see if there is anything different.”
Wei Qi carefully took the soil and then quickly left.
That evening, Wei Qi returned with an elderly dicinal farr, his hair white with age.
“My Lord, this old man’s family has grown dicinal herbs for generations and often gathers herbs from the mountains and forests. He says the soil I brought to him is just ordinary forest soil.”
Hearing this, the Emperor turned to the dicinal farr, “Is the old gentleman certain?”
The dicinal farr, realizing the Emperor’s status was extraordinary, was a bit restrained but still nodded affirmatively, “The soil that the young brother showed us is just ordinary forest soil.”
After thinking for a mont, the Emperor went into the pharmacy and carried out a porcelain basin, “Take another look at what’s in this.”
The dicinal farr sniffed and tasted, then confird, “This kind of soil can be found anywhere in the deep mountains, however…”
The Emperor, “However what?”
The dicinal farr chuckled, “It seems that the fertility of this soil might be a bit higher.”
Seeing that he couldn’t get more information, the Emperor signaled Wei Qi to escort the man away.
“Could it be that cultivating Jingmiao Grass requires soil to have sufficient fertility?”
The Emperor looked at the porcelain basin, wondering if the reduced soil fertility was why the Jingmiao Grass from the second harvest wasn’t as robust as the first one?
Beyond this reason, the Emperor couldn’t think of any other explanation.
Eunuch An thought about it and then said, “Your Majesty could take the porcelain basin back; there are many Imperial Physicians in the palace, and the Imperial Family’s dicinal manor also has quite a few dicinal farrs, perhaps they can find the reason.”
The Emperor nodded absently.
He felt that it was very likely that the girl from the Yan Family had stumbled upon a stroke of luck, having just filled a basin with soil suited for the growth of Jingmiao Grass, and that it would be up to heaven’s will to co across such a find again in the future.
The Emperor wasn’t soone who dwelled on things to death. Since ascending the throne, he had encountered many unexplainable things, and this incident of casually growing Jingmiao Grass hardly counted for much.
Without the help of Daohua, Gu Jian spent two days to prepare the Eight ridian Pill.
“Old master, there were three pills last ti, why is there only one this ti?” Eunuch An couldn’t help asking.
Gu Jian offered a simple explanation, “The Jingmiao Grass from the last ti was large, so I made three pills. Making two this ti might weaken the dicinal effect.”
The Emperor smiled, “One is enough.” Although he wanted to keep an extra pill, either to pass on to his son or to bestow upon soone, none of those mattered as much as opening his own Eight Extraordinary ridians.
Afterward, Gu Jian began to prepare the dicinal bath.
Perhaps due to his age, the Emperor soaked for a full four days before he opened his Eight Extraordinary ridians.
Feeling much lighter and as if he had turned back a few years, the Emperor was very pleased and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle to Gu Jian, “Thank you, Uncle.”
Gu Jian humd with a smile and then, as if thinking of sothing, he said, “Don’t forget the credit owed to the Daohua girl.”
The Emperor smiled, “Uncle, rest assured, she is your disciple, I won’t treat her unfairly.”
Taking the opportunity, Gu Jian said, “I think she gets along quite well with Yeyang, and my sister has a high opinion of the two kids as well, you… might consider conferring them a marriage or sothing.”
At this, the Emperor was montarily stunned, “Match the Yan Family girl with Yeyang? Wouldn’t that be a bit unfair to Yeyang?”
Gu Jian’s face showed displeasure, “How would it be unfair to Yeyang? Daohua, aside from her lower family status, in what way is she inferior to high-born ladies in terms of appearance or deanor?”
“Besides, since Yeyang ca to Zhongzhou, he has been quite close to the Yan Family. The two kids know each other well and share similar temperants, I think they’re quite compatible.”
Seeing his uncle’s seriousness, as if he would beco impatient if the Emperor disagreed, the Emperor smiled wryly, “Uncle, I’ll give this matter serious consideration. Regardless, Xiaojiu’s opinion must be sought, wouldn’t you agree?”
Gu Jian huffed, “Ask Xiaojiu? I think we can forget about him, that fellow even promoted his concubine, so it’s better not to count on him.”
The Emperor touched his nose, realising that it was he who had agreed to legitimize the Ma Family as well.
“By the way, Yeyang said he wants to decide his own marital affairs.”
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