Master is a white moonlight

Ever since Xuan Qian went to the south, Leng Yijiao knew nothing about that person's recent situation.

After all, in such a space with underdeveloped communication, the two places are far apart, and it will take nearly seven hours to arrive at a fast horse.

The perfume was produced successfully as expected, and in order to thank Biyu and Cuizhu for taking care of her during this time, Leng Yiluo gave them each a bottle of perfume, and of course specially reserved a bottle for Xuanqi.

In Fengning Hall, Leng Yizhen sat in front of a low wooden table in a bright yellow robe.Looking at the golden fallen leaves outside the window with his hands on his cheeks, thinking about it.

The fallen leaves are swept by the autumn wind, dancing in the air.

"Your Highness, your tea." Cuizhu held a cup of high-grade Biluochun in her hand, and offered it with both hands.

Leng Yijiao came to his senses after being called by Cuizhu.Turning around, he took the fragrant tea offered by Cuizhu, opened the cup, and lowered his head to smell it.

"This tea smells so good." Leng Yizhen gently scraped the tea leaves floating on the water with the lid of the cup, and took a sip, "Where did it come from?"

The tea water is green and clear, just like a piece of fine green jade, sinking in a deep pool.

"His Royal Highness, this tea is a tribute from Maolin County this year." Cuizhu replied respectfully.

"Maolin County..." Leng Yizhen put down his teacup, looked up at Cuizhu and asked, frowning slightly, "Are you also in the south?"

Leng Yijiao has been too busy recently, so he found the map of Ji Kingdom, and memorized the names of twelve counties one by one.

"Back to Your Highness, yes." Cui Zhu replied softly, with a clever smile on her lips, "The High Priest is going south this time to Maolin County."

"Oh." Leng Yijiao responded lightly, picked up the teacup at the side again, and pretended to take a sip of Zhongxiang tea casually.

"By the way, why haven't I seen you use perfume?" Leng Yizhen casually put the teacup on the table, looked at Cui Zhu and asked with a smile.

"It's too expensive, and the servants are reluctant to use it." Cuizhu lowered her head and replied respectfully.

"It's okay, just use it." Leng Yizhen said with a smile, "I'll make more next time and leave a bottle for Zhu Hua."

"Your Highness, you are so kind to the slaves." Cuizhu was very moved, and her eyes turned red instantly.

She had heard before that Princess Feng Yi was kind and close to the people, but Cuizhu was mostly dubious.Now, it is convinced.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, followed by a slightly hoarse old man's voice.

"Your Highness, the old minister has urgent matters to see you."

Leng Yizhen suddenly stopped the smile on his lips, frowned slightly and glanced at the door, then turned to look at Cui Zhu, "Whose voice is that outside the door?"

"Back to Your Highness, the voice sounds like Prime Minister Zuo." Cuizhu replied respectfully.

"Prime Minister Zuo! Why did he look for me?" Leng Yizhen stood up abruptly, muttering something in a low voice, feeling nervous for no reason.

He raised his hand to support the pearl hairpin on his head, adjusted his robes, and then walked quickly towards the entrance of the hall.

"Prime Minister Zuo, what do you want from me?" Leng Yijiao stood at the door, smiled at the old man in front of him, and said politely.

"Your Highness, Jin An." Prime Minister Zuo bowed and saluted, his voice sounded a little hoarse, and his back was slightly bent.

"Prime Minister Zuo, please get up!" Leng Yizhen stepped forward, and was about to help Prime Minister Zuo with both hands, but his hands suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then quickly retracted them.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness." Prime Minister Zuo slowly straightened up.

"You are welcome, Prime Minister Zuo." Leng Yizhen was a little nervous and uncomfortable, with a soft smile on his lips, "Why is Prime Minister Zuo looking for me?"

"The old minister has an urgent matter that needs to be decided by Her Royal Highness as soon as possible."

"But I don't understand anything about court affairs." Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, and added in a low voice, "Besides, I can't make the decision."

"Your Highness is worrying too much." Prime Minister Zuo said righteously, "The High Priest ordered before going south that if there is any urgent matter, you can report it to Her Highness. Everything will be decided by Her Highness."

Leng Yizhen glanced sideways at his bedroom, then turned his head to look at Prime Minister Zuo, thought for a while and said, "Prime Minister Zuo, let's go to the Imperial Study Room to talk."

Men were never allowed to enter women's boudoirs in ancient times, seeing Prime Minister Zuo must be in a hurry.Moreover, it is most appropriate to go to the Imperial Study Room to discuss matters such as court affairs.

Shen Shi, in the Royal Study Room.

Prime Minister Zuo stood in the center of the study in an indigo court dress, and told Princess Feng Yi who was sitting on the dragon chair about Bei Rong's price hikes for no reason recently.

"Come here." Leng Yizhen turned slightly sideways, and called to the two maidservants beside him, "Bring me a chair."

"Here." The maidservants said in unison, leaning over and retreating.

When the palace maid moved the chair, Leng Yizhen pointed at the chair and said with a smile, "Prime Minister Zuo is old, let's sit and talk."

"The old minister thanked Her Highness the Princess." Prime Minister Zuo first bowed to Princess Feng Yi and then sat down on the chair.

With a polite smile on the corner of Leng Yizhen's mouth, he quietly waited for Prime Minister Zuo to speak again.

"This is a small barbarian country in Beirong." Prime Minister Zuo sat upright on a chair, slightly hunched over his back, "Relying on its flat and fertile terrain and sparse population, grain has always been sold at high prices to our country."

"Has Ji Guo always bought grain from Beirong?" Leng Yijiao frowned slightly and asked in doubt.

"Return to Your Royal Highness, yes." Prime Minister Zuo replied respectfully, coughing habitually, "Bei Rong has a population of less than [-], and there is more than enough food every year, so they will sell it to me at a high price."

"This year is even more extreme. Knowing that there is a famine in my country, the price of food has increased without reason."

"Didn't the high priest allocate food from the treasury?" Leng Yiluo asked in confusion.

"The food in the treasury is limited, so we can only solve the urgent need. The disaster situation worsened once, and the high priest ordered the household department to go to Beirong to buy food a few days ago." Prime Minister Zuo was very angry when he thought of this, and he couldn't help coughing a few times, "cough Cough...cough cough..."

"Come here." Leng Yijiao turned sideways, called the maid at the side, and said with a smile, "Go and make a cup of tea for Prime Minister Zuo."

"Here." The maidservant bowed and bowed, bowing her head and retreating.

After the maid made the tea, Prime Minister Zuo took the teacup from the maid's hand, lowered his head and took a big sip, then handed the cup back to the maid, and continued to discuss the unfinished political affairs with Princess Fengyi.

After discussing for nearly an hour, Leng Yijiao had a general understanding of the ins and outs of the whole matter, as well as the relationship between Ji Guo and Bei Rong.

It's just that this kind of price gouging is a matter of one willing to fight and one willing to suffer, and Leng Yizhen couldn't think of a good way to deal with it for a while.

"How about it, Prime Minister Zuo." Leng Yijiao looked at Prime Minister Zuo and said seriously, "Give me two days, and I will think about how to deal with it."

"According to what the veteran sees, the Northern Army has acted so excessively that it can be used as an excuse to attack it."

"War?" Leng Yizheng frowned upon hearing this, "But judging from the current situation in Ji Kingdom, the drought in the north has not yet eased, and the south is suffering from floods. If war is started rashly, the food and grass alone will be a big problem. "

"His Royal Highness is right, it is not right to redeem the old minister."

Of course, Prime Minister Zuo knew that it was not appropriate to go to war now, and such a proposal was just to test Princess Feng Yi's understanding of the current situation of Ji Kingdom.

Never thought that Princess Feng Yi, who has always been spoiled, also knows political affairs very well, for which, Prime Minister Zuo was very relieved.

After Prime Minister Zuo left the imperial study, Leng Yijiao did not leave immediately, but asked someone to find out the map of Beirong.

I plan to understand the terrain of Beirong first, why there is so much food every year as Prime Minister Zuo said.

"Your Highness, this is the map you want." The palace maid offered a roll of cowhide maps with both hands, and said respectfully.

Leng Yixuan responded, took the map with both hands, spread the map on the desk, and looked down seriously.

The map of this space only roughly draws the terrain of the mountains and the distribution of the various counties.

From the map, Beirong's terrain does have an advantage over Ji, which is conducive to the growth of crops, especially crops like wheat.

Moreover, to the west of Beirong, there is a snow mountain covered with snow all the year round.In this way, irrigation factors that affect crop growth are also addressed.

Such a country with a vast land and sparse population has abundant grain harvests every year, so it is natural to sell the crops to neighboring countries at a high price, which is also in line with the law of the market.

Leng Yizhen didn't know much about political affairs, so he racked his brains for half an hour, but couldn't come up with any good solution.

"Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

Leng Yizhen was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice when Biyu appeared in the imperial study.

"Don't tell me, I'm really hungry." Leng Yizhen smiled at Biyu, and put away the map on the desk.

He stood up and stretched a big lazy waist.The moment he turned around, he noticed a one-person-high medicine cabinet standing against the wall.

Why is there a medicine cabinet in this study?

Leng Yijiao stood where he was, was stunned for a while, and walked towards the medicine cabinet with strides.

There was another wind blowing outside the window, and the strong wind blew Leng Yizhen's hair from his ears and temples, and even the pearl hairpin on his head trembled a few times.

A pair of fair fingers rested on the medicine cabinet, and the moment the medicine drawer was opened, a unique dull smell of Chinese medicinal materials overflowed from the medicine drawer.

"Morinda officinalis?" Leng Yizhen put his hand into the medicine drawer, took out a piece of Chinese herbal medicine, put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it.

There was a sudden throbbing pain in the brain, Leng Yizhen covered his head with both hands, and slowly squatted on the ground.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Seeing this, Biyu hurried forward, not forgetting to yell at the little palace servant beside her, "Hurry up and invite Doctor Zhang! Hurry up!"

Leng Yizheng leaned against the medicine cabinet with his whole back, his thick eyelashes were stained with crystal tears instantly, and couldn't help moaning in pain, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My head hurts..."

Thin beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead, and his face became pale and bloodless.

Leng Yizhen was in so much pain that she shed tears, a clear picture and the sound of the conversation with the two women slowly emerged in his mind.

"Master, I remember this medicine!"

"This is a herbal medicine, 'Morinda officinalis'. It is pungent in taste and slightly warm in nature. It can be used to treat all kinds of severe wind pathogens. It can strengthen the muscles and bones, stabilize the five internal organs, and nourish the spleen and stomach. It is a good product for warming the liver and nourishing the kidneys for men."

"You should remember this."

"Master, there is something unclear in my mind, and I want to ask the master for advice."

"What's the matter?"

"What is the pharmacology of 'Morinda officinalis' for women? Can it be the same?"

"If a woman greedily enjoys the pleasure of the bed, and her blood is exhausted, can she be treated in the same way by taking this medicine?"

"At a young age, knowing what is the joy of the bed. I am punished by copying the book ten times."

"I understand. I like Master, and I want to share the joy of sharing the bed with Master every day."

"It's nonsense!"

"Master, this apprentice really likes you. I want to be able to enjoy the joy of bed with my master every day, like fish and water."