Wang Xuan has written quite a few novels in her previous life and this life.

There are long stories, short stories, and novellas.

She has a very clear purpose in writing novels, which is to make money. At most, she adds a little bit of the factor that she loves reading novels, but it is mainly for money.

Therefore, Wang Xuan has written on all kinds of topics. As long as there is a market and she can write, she will try it.

She has written many characters, but has never written a novel with a top-ranking person as the protagonist, because she can't write it.

She has written about wise rulers, but she can only use the deeds of wise rulers in history, such as Li Shimin, as templates for adjustment. But if you ask her to write about the inner thoughts or thinking logic of a wise ruler, Wang Xuan cannot do it.

The superiors in her novels often appear as background characters.

It was her own experience that limited her writing ability, but Wang Xuan also knew her own limitations. If she couldn't write, she wouldn't write. Anyway, she didn't know what the emperor was thinking, but she could look up what he could do in history books.

In this life, Wang Xuan has also experienced a lot of hardships in the past few months because of her business, but if you ask her whether she can now analyze the emperor's true thoughts... Sorry, she can't.

First of all, the information she receives every day is different from that of the emperor. Secondly, the two are in different positions. Although Wang Xuan has now become a superior (in charge of a lot of things and people), there is still a big difference between her and the emperor.

To put it bluntly, Wang Xuan is also a worker now, but she has become a worker working for the emperor instead of a big leader.

Chen Qicong: "If that's the case... it will take some time from the time the emperor summons Hu Ping'an to the time he enters the palace. We can still contact the teacher by then."

Chen Qicong: "We have a trump card."

Wang Xuan: "...That's right. I was just worrying too much."

Chen Qicong comforted her: "You can't say that. I know you just don't want to trouble the teacher."

Wang Xuan smiled and changed the subject: "The teacher gave me a task. Since you are here today, I will tell you about it. If you are interested, you can invest. Maybe I will be your family's doctor in the future."

Chen Qicong raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's the matter?"

Wang Xuan took the opportunity to talk to Chen Qicong about medical school.

Of course, medical school is the ultimate goal, and to achieve this goal, at least in this era, there are still many prerequisite tasks, and these require Wang Xuan to accomplish step by step.

"Well, I recently sent people to collect some information from the public, and found that the situation... is quite bad." Wang Xuan said.

Chen Qicong asked: "Why is it not good?"

Wang Xuan rubbed her brows, as if she was organizing her words. After a few breaths, she spoke: "Let me put it this way. I thought drinking talisman water to cure illness was the minimum I could think of, but it turns out that some people are using human flesh to make medicine."

"Let me first clarify that I have never written a novel on this subject."

Wang Xuan knew about the plot of using the heroine's heart blood as medicine to treat Bai Yueguang's illness, but she never wrote it.

Because of this kind of plot...she couldn't do it.

It hurts just thinking about it. Besides, if the blood is taken out of the heart, can the person still survive?

Wang Xuan: "Placenta... Placenta doesn't count."

Speaking of placenta, Wang Xuan suddenly thought of a plot description that she accidentally saw in her previous life, which was hard to describe in words. The general content was something like "placenta is everywhere in the mountains and plains". Anyway, for people who know what placenta is, this description is really shocking.

This isn't just one person who wrote about this. There are also stories about the heroine going up the mountain to pick purple river placenta...

To be honest, Wang Xuan thought it was common sense that Chinese medicine came from more than just herbal plants.

After all, there is a lot of animal feces in traditional Chinese medicine.

cough.

Chen Qicong didn't know what Wang Xuan was thinking of, and was somewhat surprised when he heard it: "Human flesh? Is that what I was thinking of?"

Wang Xuan nodded: "Usually it's some kind of witch doctor who asks sons or daughters-in-law to cut out flesh and give it to their elders as medicine, saying that the gods will sense the children's carefulness and the elders will recover from their illness..."

Wang Xuan couldn’t put it into words: “Most people wouldn’t believe it, but some places really do believe it.”

Wang Xuan: "It just so happens that this kind of thing can run into survivor bias. Some people actually got better after eating the meat, and then the children of those who didn't get better after eating this kind of meat would be accused of being unfilial. So... I won't say more. These are all stupid things. It makes me upset just talking about them."

After hearing this, Chen Qicong fell silent.

Wang Xuan: "Ah, actually, after coming here, there are more than one or two things that make me feel uncomfortable."

Chen Qicong: "I can't help it. Who told me to... Just take your time."

Wang Xuan nodded gently: "Well, I can only do it slowly."

Not to mention that they are few in number and weak in power now, although they have the Eleventh Princess as their backer, but... unless Li Qingyi really becomes a goddess with supernatural powers and can brainwash everyone in Daning with one click and wash away all the ideas and thoughts that make Wang Xuan and others feel uncomfortable, otherwise this matter really cannot be rushed.

The two sat facing each other in silence for a while, and Wang Xuan suddenly exhaled and said, "We are already lucky enough."

Therefore, we cannot ask for more, people should know how to be content.

The rest should depend on their own efforts.

Chen Qicong nodded.

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The next time Li Qingyi heard news about Hu Ping'an was in Kunning Palace.

It was a rare day that the emperor managed to finish important matters before sunset. Seeing that it was just time for dinner, he directly asked someone to call the prince to have dinner together in Kunning Palace.

After the meal, the family sat together and chatted. As they talked, the emperor talked about Hu Ping'an.

Emperor: "I mentioned a young man named Hu to you before. Do you remember him, Zitong?"

The queen thought for a moment and thought of the corresponding person. She smiled and said, "But the young man who discovered the divine seed?"

The emperor smiled and nodded.

The Queen: "Look at the Emperor, what new crops has this man planted?"

The emperor shook his head and looked at the prince: "Prince, you speak."

The prince put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the emperor and empress, and said, "Mother, that Hu Ping'an secretly entered the capital some time ago with the help of the Qingyi Guards."

The Queen was surprised: "He has entered the capital?"

Later, the Queen also realized something was wrong: "Entering the capital in secret... If he wanted to enter the capital, he wouldn't have to be so secretive. Did something happen in Qingshan County?"

The prince then told the story of Hu Ping'an and Jia Youming.

The Queen was smiling at first, but frowned as she listened: "If that's the case, let's find out the situation. Did Jia Youming really act this way?"

Li Qingyi also subconsciously looked at the prince intently, waiting for his words.

Prince: “This…”

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