After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

In order to ensure that the emperor could live a long life without being paralyzed in bed, the Empress Dowager, at the suggestion of Doctor Yao, asked Princess Kang to go to the palace storehouse to see if there was any thousand-year-old ginseng.

If you don’t have that, a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum will work too.

Princess Kang finally found two fifty-year-old ginseng roots after searching for a long time.

The Empress Dowager said, I knew your palace was shabby, but I didn’t expect it to be so shabby.

He doesn't even have a century-old ginseng. With such a poor family background, how can he become a prince?

Prince Kang rode his donkey down the hill and said that his palace was indeed not rich, and asked the Empress Dowager if she could...

Before he could say the rest, he was hit by the old lady's cane.

However, despite her disdain, the Empress Dowager finally took the two ginsengs away.

She said that fifty plus fifty makes a hundred.

The old lady asked Doctor Yao to make soup for the emperor with two wild ginseng roots, and he could just pour it into his mouth.

But Doctor Yao declined.

He asked someone to find Song Haopo from Ci'an Hall and ask her for three radishes that were not eaten last year, so that he could cook a pot of radishes for the emperor.

Doctor Yao said that people should adapt to the seasons. As the saying goes, eat radishes in summer and ginger in winter, and the radishes of the next year will be better than ginseng.

The emperor’s biggest problem now is not taking supplements, but being bedridden all the time, and his stomach and intestines cannot move normally, so he needs to eat more carrot soup to allow his stomach and intestines to move normally.

Only when your stomach and intestines are healthy can your body be healthy.

The Empress Dowager was a little unconvinced. "Are you telling the truth? How come I have never heard of a radish being better than ginseng the previous year?"

"It's fake," Doctor Yao answered very straightforwardly, "I just think that 50-year-old ginseng is rare, and it would be a waste to give it to the emperor...

Anyway, the emperor's health is not such that he can afford just one or two ginseng roots, so... it's actually quite good to eat some carrot soup."

“Hahahahahahaha,” the Empress Dowager laughed loudly upon hearing this. She pointed at Doctor Yao and said loudly, “You, Yao Zheng, still have such a bad temper!

Well~~~~ What I liked about you was your straightforwardness! You don’t have to return the pair of ginseng to King Kang. We can each take one and split it.”

"Ah...is this really okay?"

Doctor Yao asked as he stuffed a ginseng into his medicine box.

The Empress Dowager was even happier. "You've already taken it, why are you still asking?! Come on, stop pretending. It's just two ginsengs! When the Crown Prince ascends the throne, let him give King Kang two hundred-year-old ginsengs."

Doctor Yao paused.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager asked cheerfully, "What's wrong? You don't want it? Don't give it back to me."

"Yes, yes, yes." Doctor Yao quickly closed his small medicine box, then clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "I thank the Empress Dowager for the reward."

"You are the director of the Imperial Hospital, what are you talking about? You are a commoner, and the older you get, the less you understand the rules." The Empress Dowager picked up her walking stick and pointed at Yao Zheng.

Doctor Yao nodded slightly, smiled without showing his teeth, and admitted with a chuckle that he indeed did not know the rules. Then he exchanged a few words with the Empress Dowager and left.

But he didn't go far.

Not long after, Lady Sang-Gong Min came out with two palace maids.

The sun was setting, and they were going to the kitchen to serve food to the Empress Dowager.

Doctor Yao, who had been waiting outside for a moment, saw Lady Min and quickly stepped forward, "Lady Min, can you please have a word with me?"

Lady Min understood and said to the two young palace maids behind her, "Wait a moment," then walked twenty or thirty meters to the side with Doctor Yao.

The two of them quickly stood still.

Doctor Yao asked quietly, "Min Shang Gong, is the Queen Mother's memory... a little bad?"

"Indeed," said Lady Min softly, "After the beginning of this year, the Queen Mother always forgets what happened in recent years. But she remembers things that happened a long time ago, even if they are just a little things, very clearly."

"Did the Imperial Medical Bureau take the Empress Dowager's pulse?" Doctor Yao asked.

Min Shanggong replied: "The imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital takes the pulse every day, but he only says that the Queen Mother is in good health.

To be honest, the Empress Dowager's spirit and appetite are really good.

But only those of us who serve her closely can sense that the Empress Dowager should... I don't know how to put it."

Doctor Yao nodded when he heard this. "The Empress Dowager's temper and behavior are indeed a bit abnormal. I'm afraid it's not..."

"What?" asked Min Shanggong.

"I told you not to be anxious." Doctor Yao glanced at Lady Min and stammered.

But who is Min Shanggong?

She has seen big scenes.

After hearing what Doctor Yao said, Min Shanggong's face remained calm, "Your Majesty, I have accompanied the Queen Mother to steal, I really don't know what else can make me anxious."

"That's fine," Doctor Yao felt that what Min Shanggong said made sense, so he said, "Although I haven't taken the Queen Mother's pulse yet, but considering her age, plus what you said, and my own observations, I guess the Queen Mother has dementia."

"Dementia?!" A hint of expression appeared on Min Shanggong's face which had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

She frowned and asked, "Won't the Empress Dowager become a fool?!"

"He is a fool indeed...indeed." Doctor Yao nodded heavily.

Min Shanggong's tears fell instantly.

Doctor Yao was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back, and then he said, "No, but don't worry, I will try my best to control the condition of the Empress Dowager. Maybe the Empress Dowager will truly become a fool in five or ten years."

"Thank you, Doctor Yao."

When Min Shanggong turned around, the expression on her face had returned to normal.

There was no trace of tears on her face.

Doctor Yao felt that Lady Min was just like a fake person.

He really wanted to go up and poke her face to see if she was made of wood.

But he didn't dare.

So he could only bow and say "it's all my duty", then said he would cook carrot soup for the emperor, and then ran away quickly.

Hey.

Like an emperor.

The Empress Dowager is like this again.

Plus, it's a mess outside...

Is the Darong Dynasty going to perish?

This thought frightened Doctor Yao.

So when he was cooking carrot soup for the emperor, he also stewed the fifty-year-old ginseng given by the Empress Dowager.

I always feel like I'm going to die, so if I don't eat the ginseng, wouldn't it be a waste?

Sure enough, if we talk about being open-minded, it has to be Doctor Yao.

.............

After evening comes night.

This is not nonsense.

Rather, it is a strong turning point that represents a turning point in the new era.

Outside the northern suburbs.

A simple banquet was set up in Yixiang's tent.

There were three people eating.

They are...there are only three of them.

At this time, Yi Xiang, who had lost face during the day, was drunk because of grief and anger.

Minister Wei, who was sitting crookedly, was still pouring wine for Prime Minister Meng, whose tongue was enlarged from drinking.

"Prime Minister Meng!!! If I were to talk about the entire court, there is only one person I admire the most!! That is... the Minister of Revenue, Fang Qizi!"

"Are you sick?!" Meng Xiang leaned on the table, resting his head on it, looking sideways at Minister Wei, "You admire Minister Fang, go tell him, why are you telling me?!

But could it be that my character, talent, ability, and appearance are not as good as those of Minister Fang?"

“Hahahahahaha.” Minister Wei stood up crookedly, then picked up a wine pot, walked to Prime Minister Meng and said, “But seriously, Prime Minister Meng, your drinking capacity is so high that it’s hard to find anyone in our Darong Dynasty to match you!”

After saying that, he filled the large bowl in front of Meng Xiang with another bowl of wine.

Meng Xiang raised his head and shouted: "Brother Wei, you are right!!!"

After saying that, he drank the bowl of wine clean.

After drinking, he lay down on the table...

Minister Wei held the wine pot and waited for a while, then nudged Prime Minister Meng, "Prime Minister Meng, are you okay? How about another bowl?"

Meng Xiang only hummed twice and murmured, "Drink~~~Whoever doesn't drink is a grandson~"

Then he started snoring.

Seeing Prime Minister Meng like this, Minister Wei thought that this man must be drunk.

So he walked over to Yi Xiang, who had long fallen asleep on the chair with his head tilted, and pushed him, "Yi Xiang~~~~Yi Xiang, are you okay? Yi Xiang, wake up~~~~Yi Xiang, there's a fire outside~~~~"

Yi Xiang hung his head, motionless.

This actually scared Minister Wei.

He thought to himself, could this guy really have drunk himself to death?!

Wei Shangshu, who was a little frightened, stretched out his right index finger and probed Yi Xiang's breath...

Fortunately, fortunately, I am alive.

That's not right... After tonight, won't Yi Xiang still have to die?!

Together with Meng Xiang...

Minister Wei slowly turned his head and glanced at Prime Minister Meng who was lying on the table........

Qiu Sheng told him that the plan was that they would call in artillery tonight, directly blow open the gate of the north city, and then flatten Liaocheng.

Before that, they would kill Yi Xiang and Meng Xiang.

At that time, no matter whether King Kang was captured alive or his body was found, the crime of killing Meng Xiang and Yi Xiang would be his.

Only in this way would the King of Qi have a reasonable reason to attack Liaocheng.

As for the fact that attacking Liaocheng would threaten the emperor's safety... the King of Qi could express with great sorrow that he never expected that the King of Kang would dare to kill his father!

Yes.

The King of Qi was not wrong.

He just didn't expect that children could be so sinister.

Everything has been planned perfectly.