Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Xuan Wuzi: ...

Your Majesty, you don't give me any choice!

“Don’t! Don’t!!!”

Xuan Wuzi's face turned pale and he quickly said, "I am willing to do it! I am very willing to do it! I really want to refine the medicine that can blow up the furnace and help the emperor solve his problems."

He doesn't want to!

Because he had seen with his own eyes some of his colleagues die due to furnace explosions.

But he had no choice.

Immediate death penalty, or suspended death sentence?

He should be given a suspended death sentence.

At least...what if...there is a possibility that we can really refine that kind of elixir?

At that time, he would no longer ask for glory and wealth, but only hope that the emperor would treat him as nothing because he worked at the risk of his life!

Zhao Yuan nodded slightly, "Who else can make pills?"

The rest:…

What a joke.

If you take the initiative to admit that you can make elixirs, wouldn't that be putting your life on the line?

This job is not worth doing!

"No one left, right? Okay."

Zhao Yuan was too lazy to deal with them any more and waved his hand, "Then charge them with deceiving the emperor and drag them all out to be beheaded."

Everyone:! ! !

"Your Majesty, I can do it! I really can do it!"

"Your Majesty, I can do it too."

It won’t be impossible now.

You won’t die immediately!

A group of people didn't even care whether they could do it or not, and immediately raised their hands to show that they could do it.

Look.

Wouldn't that work?

Zhao Yuan gave Shu Jiao a slightly smug look, then waved his hand calmly, "In that case, take them out and put them in the Ministry of Industry. I'll give you three months. If there's no progress..."

Zhao Yuan snorted sinisterly, "Take him away."

"Yes."

The guards on both sides stepped forward quickly, pulling them one by one, ignoring the grief-stricken faces of these people, and dragged them all out.

Then, Zhao Yuan looked at Shu Jiao again, "Master, these guys don't look very reliable. How about I arrest... Ahem, I invite two more masters to take charge?"

"Isn't there something ready-made in the palace?"

Shu Jiao chuckled.

Before, Zhao Yuan sought immortality and had brought several Taoist priests and monks with good reputations to the palace to ask them for the secret of immortality.

How can those Taoist priests and monks tell the truth?

They kept repeating the same old things over and over again, fooling Zhao Yuan every day, so Zhao Yuan didn't want to pay much attention to them.

This is just right.

Waste utilization.

Zhao Yuan thought the same and simply threw all the "masters" who enjoyed offerings in the palace into the Ministry of Works.

outside the palace.

"Hey~"

"Hey~~~"

"What can we do now?"

A dozen people were escorted to the Ministry of Works by guards. They were sighing all the way, and their faces looked more gloomy than each other.

"If I had known it, I wouldn't have come."

"Isn't it? It would have been better if you were eliminated outside the palace."

"Three months. The Emperor only gave us three months. Isn't this asking us to risk our lives to test the medicine?"

"Master Xuan Wuzi, you are the one who caused this. We are all depending on you."

"Yeah yeah."

Xuan Wuzi glanced at them coldly, "Are you sick? If it weren't for the golden elixir, you wouldn't even be able to save your lives today, and you still have the nerve to blame me."

Still want to put all the responsibility on him?

Do you really think he is a fool?

Hearing this, the others looked a little embarrassed and could only whisper, "But the emperor only gave us three months."

"So, in order to save your lives, those who know the furnace-blasting pill formula should tell us quickly. If we summarize a few more recipes, if this matter is really solved, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Xuan Wuzi said unhappily.

What you said makes sense.

Saving your life is the most important thing now!

You know what, there are actually a few people in this group who have something in their heads.

Either some of their ancestors had experimental records left after the furnace exploded while refining elixirs, or they knew some recipes after seeing other people's furnaces explode while refining elixirs... In short, they really gave a lot of good suggestions.

Less than a month after this group of people entered the Ministry of Industry, they blew up the ministry three times.

The Minister of Works had a gloomy face. He drove them to the suburbs overnight, gave them a few houses to stay in, and left large tracts of empty space around them, allowing them to bomb the buildings as they pleased.

Overnight, the temperature in Beijing dropped sharply.

People who go out have already put on several thick layers of clothes, and even the smell of medicine coming from the pharmacy has become stronger.

This is the first time Shu Jiao has left the palace since she arrived.

The weather was not very good, the clouds were a bit thick, and the sun hid behind the clouds and occasionally showed its face.

The person who accompanied her carefully was Zhao Rui.

Zhao Yuan is not free today.

Zhao Zhi was forced to do hard labor by Zhao Yuan again and is still in Qinxian Palace. He probably won't be able to leave until night.

Zhao Yuan was extremely worried when he heard that Shu Jiao was going to leave the palace. After trying his best to keep her for a while but to no avail, he not only arranged a few guards for her, but also sent his eldest son Zhao Rui out.

Before leaving, Zhao Yuan carefully reminded Zhao Rui to remember to take good care of Shu Jiao.

Zhao Rui was immediately speechless.

He really is his biological father!

Whenever he went out of the capital on business in the past, no matter how dangerous the situation was, his father had never been so worried and concerned.

The Imperial Preceptor is currently strolling around the capital, and he has guards accompanying him. What could possibly happen?

Of course, he didn't dare say it.

Although my father's temper seems to be better recently, he was beaten a lot when he was a child and he feels that you still can't touch the tiger's butt.

"Why is it so lively today?"

Shu Jiao raised her eyes slightly and saw that the street stalls were closely connected. Most of the people coming and going had warm and cheerful smiles on their faces, and their bright eyes were filled with hope.

"Today is the seventh day of the lunar year."

Zhao Rui responded in a low voice, "Tomorrow is Laba Festival."

Laba~

Don't be greedy, children, Laba is the new year.

Laba porridge, drink it for a few days, it will be twenty-three.

Twenty-three, sticky melons; twenty-four, sweep the house;

On the twenty-fifth, make tofu; on the twenty-sixth, stew pork...

The children in the corner were chasing each other, making noises, laughing and singing New Year songs. Occasionally, they accidentally bumped into the legs of adults who were buying ingredients for Laba porridge, and then ran away laughing.

Shu Jiao's eyebrows softened, "So Laba Festival is here."

so fast.

The days passed so beautifully that she almost forgot about time.

"Any plans at the palace?"

Shu Jiao asked again.

Zhao Rui nodded slightly, "Father has ordered that porridge be cooked in Fuyuan Palace, and the imperial kitchen has already prepared Laba garlic. It will be given to the ministers after the sacrifice tomorrow."

Shu Jiao nodded slightly.

She just asked casually.

Walking among the crowd, people's words kept coming into my ears.

"Boss, can you give me a cheaper price for these almonds? I want more."

"That won't work. I don't make a penny at this price."

"Hey, Auntie, how are their walnuts?"

“The stuff is good, but a little expensive.”

"It's okay. It only happens once a year. As long as the food is good, it's fine. In fact, it's thanks to the tax cut this year and some subsidies from the government office. Otherwise, my family wouldn't be able to afford Laba porridge this year."

"Your Majesty is merciful."

"Yes. The emperor is a good emperor. He cares about us common people~"