The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

The two of them came to the dense forest in the east, and Shang Ruoyi figured out the trick at a glance.

This is the Bagua Liangyi Formation, a killing formation used on the battlefield. Anyone who enters this formation will feel a huge pressure on himself.

When He Jingheng saw the understanding look in her eyes, he knew that she had already seen through the formation.

Just then, He Jingxi came running over and said, "Sister-in-law, the owners of two iron shops in town came and said that you had ordered something from them."

"What a coincidence, the things were delivered directly here."

When everyone placed the cylindrical iron objects on the ground, no one understood what they were used for.

Shang Ruoyi squatted on the ground and assembled the cannon barrels one by one. This device was very similar to modern artillery, except that it was not loaded with gunpowder, but powder developed by her. If there was an enemy attack, she could poison the opponent by pulling the fuse in the yard.

It is a perfect match with the Bagua Liangyi Formation set up by He Jingheng.

Shang Ruoyi spent a long while adjusting the cannon barrels, and it was already noon when she had placed them in the positions she wanted.

It's too late to go to town now.

At this moment, Shang Ruoyi saw from afar that Mr. Wu was dragging an old man towards the He family.

The old man was obviously very unwilling.

"You'll know if you come and take a look!" Old Wu shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't you believe in my judgment?"

"Bullshit vision. It was because I believed your lies back then that I ended up like this." The old man flicked his sleeves and was about to go back.

"Old Xie, since you are here, you should come and take a look. This is definitely a house you have never seen before." Old Wu pulled Old Xie's arm and said, "Take a look, just one look!"

Mr. Xie was helpless and said helplessly: "If I read it today, would you still write to me and bother me?"

"Do not write!"

"Are you still knocking on my door every day?"

“Don’t knock!”

"Are you still looking for someone to chase and intercept me?"

“No traffic jam!”

"Okay! Let's go!" Old Xie took the lead and walked towards the He family.

Old Wu was delighted and hurriedly followed him.

Mr. Wu handed him the blueprint and said, "Take a look. What do you think?"

Mr. Xie looked at the blueprint for a long time and walked around the house a few times.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who drew this? It's so exquisite! It really opened my eyes!"

When Mr. Wu saw how obsessed he was with the drawings, he knew he could definitely keep him this time.

"How is it? Are you still leaving?" Old Wu sat on the blue bricks, brushed off the dust on his body, and looked at Old Xie leisurely.

"If you don't leave, you won't leave."

"Still hiding from me?"

"Don't hide, don't hide!"

"Are you still saying I'm a jinx?"

Mr. Xie paused and said, "Whether it is a jinx or not, you know it yourself."

Old Wu glanced at him and said, "If it weren't for me, would you have escaped here and encountered such a nice house?"

Old Xie really wanted to throw the sole of his shoe into his mouth. Although he was not one of the richest people in the capital, he lived a wealthy life. If he hadn't been fooled by him into making glass bottles for a concubine in the palace, he would not only fail to satisfy the concubine but also anger her. The emperor would have directly ordered his shop to be closed and expelled him from the capital. He brought his whole family and the little silver he had and walked all the way to this far north to avoid being expelled again. They had no choice but to settle down here.

Mr. Wu knew he was in the wrong, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "It's been so many years, why bring up the past again?"

Mr. Xie glanced at him and said, "You haven't told me yet, who drew this blueprint?"

Shang Ruoyi stepped forward and said with a smile: "If you are referring to this drawing, it was drawn by me."

Mr. Xie looked at Shang Ruoyi in astonishment, and sized her up for a long while: "Are you serious?"

Shang Ruoyi nodded: "Of course."

Old Wu walked up to her and whispered, "This is the old stubborn man I told you about. The colored glaze he made can be said to be the best in Tianshun. Besides that, he is also very obsessed with building houses."

Shang Ruoyi understood and said to Mr. Xie with a smile, "Senior, could you help me make the glazed windows?"

"Sure, sure!" He looked at the blueprint and said with a smile, "But, can you draw a detailed diagram for me of this fire-earth system?"

"Naturally."

After dinner, Shang Ruoyi came to the slope outside the yard. Looking at the vast expanse of barren land, excitement flashed in her eyes. She seemed to have seen her own business empire.

The next day was the day for Zhao Junyi to receive acupuncture. When she went there, Zhao Junyi was scratching himself like a monkey. When he saw her coming, he almost cried with excitement: "Auntie, you are finally here, I am so itchy!"

Shang Ruoyi smiled, put the medicine box in place, took out the thickest silver needle, and stabbed it fiercely into his arm.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhao Junyi still cried out in pain.

But just like last time, the itching on my body stopped instantly.

Come to life!

Zhao Junyi took a long breath. What kind of strange disease is this? It's too torturous!

"Aunt, do you know when I will be cured?"

Shang Ruoyi shook her head: "Sir, your question really stumps me. You know, this is a rare disease. Even the miracle doctor is helpless. I just found this method by accident."

Zhao Junyi knew there was no hope, so he had to give up.

"But don't be discouraged, sir. There are records in ancient medical books that some patients were cured using this method."

"really?"

Shang Ruoyi nodded.

Zhao Junyi felt relieved when he got her nod.

Shang Ruoyi saw that the time was right and said with a smile, "Sir, you said before that all the wasteland in the village can be used for reclamation and self-cultivation. Is that true?"

"Really, really." He picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Just plant the fenced land."

“I want to enclose all the wasteland south of my house.”

“Puff…” Zhao Junyi spat out a mouthful of tea: “All? Do you know how much that is? Two hundred acres!”

Shang Ruoyi nodded: "I know."

"Why do you need so much land? Even if you hire people, it will be difficult for you to cultivate it all. Besides, the more land you have, the heavier the taxes will be. The land here is very poor. If you encounter a bad year, you may not even get a single crop. If you cannot pay the taxes on time, you will be fined."

"No problem." She smiled. "No matter how much the tax is, I won't pay less."

Seeing that she insisted, Zhao Junyi stopped trying to persuade her. If she couldn't pay the tax, she would definitely give him money, and he could make a fortune then. Why not?

When Shang Ruoyi returned home, she immediately had the two hundred acres of land in the south fenced off.

When people in the village saw that she had enclosed so much land, they all laughed at her for being greedy. With so much land, the annual tax she had to pay was not a small amount, and she would cry if she couldn't pay the money.

Wang Erzhu saw this and walked over and said, "Boss, there is so much land here, what if nothing grows?"

Nothing growing?

What if the things in her space are vegetarian?