All the books went into the study room of Songhetang, and when Manyan wanted to read them, he took out one or two. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There is no new action on Mrs. Cui's side, everything is quiet.

Man Yan carefully read the Yunzhou local chronicle and found that the Yunzhou recorded in it was very small, and there were only three counties below, Zhaozhen, Xiongzhen and Yunmeng County near Yunmeng Mountain. Legend has it that it is named because the place is often shrouded in clouds and mist. Zhaozhen and Yunmeng County are the borders of Dafeng, separated by a river from Nanzhaoguo. The name of this river is Jinjiang. The book also records that the capital of Nanzhao has a very beautiful name, called Gugumei City.

She picked up a bamboo knife and drew a map of the outline of Yunnan Province, the northwest and northeast are convex, and it is estimated that Yunzhou is in a small place at the northeast tip of Nanzhao. Yunnan Province can also be regarded as a vast territory, and I don't know where this ancient and beautiful city is located in the hinterland of Nanzhao. These ancient books are not marked with page numbers, and Man Yan has just walked away, and he doesn't know where to see as soon as the scroll is closed. Halfway through it, she flipped back from the front of the book, line by line, word by word. Suddenly, I saw an abrupt sentence:

"Those who cover the calamity, the ring of heaven and earth. I inherited the Hongye, Fengzong Temple, entrusted to the people, and failed to live with the masses. It was the earthquake in Beihai and Lang evil, the destruction of the temple, the spread of the plague, the mourning everywhere, and I was very afraid. The people have had, and they are giving to one. God blessed the day, the loss of nearly a million people in Dafeng was the sin of one person, not as good as ten thousand. In order to be peaceful and warn future generations, I left this secret edict. Soldiers are the great weapons of the country, and they should be used with caution. ”

Man Yan read it silently again, this is obviously a guilty edict, and ancient emperors often used documents from provincial review. Because of the earthquake, because of the death of nearly a million people, this edict was issued. It is not clear whether the death toll was directly caused by the earthquake. But I don't think I've finished writing this edict. She chewed a column of words carefully, "I left this secret edict", her face changed greatly, this, this is a secret edict, there should be half of it. So is this "I" the first emperor?

Man Yan's heart immediately felt cold, and he fell to the ground with a soft body. The Anping Marquis Mansion has a secret edict of the first emperor, what does this mean? If there is something unfavorable to the current emperor in the secret edict, the Marquis of Anping is afraid that he will be exterminated.

Fuchen heard the sound and ran in, saw Manyan's face pale, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Miss?" ”

Man Yan stared blankly at the dust, with a blank expression. It took a long time to return to normal, and said, "You go and get some ice, I guess it's some heat stroke, and I don't have the strength to do it." ”

The dust swept out in a hurry, and Man Yan picked up the book and thought about countermeasures.

When the dust was hugged back to the ice basin, Man Yan pinched a piece of ice and covered his forehead fiercely, and Bing Yibing really calmed down a lot. Then she pretended to have nothing to do with her lunch break, and after dinner, she kicked her legs and stretched her muscles as usual. After a few days, she went to the study to continue her search, and found the other half of the secret edict in the local chronicles of Nuozhou.

"Fifty thousand forest guards guard Gyeonggi, and the eight Davids are guarding their own territory, needless to say. I am afraid that Dafeng will be ruined again, and the 20,000 forbidden troops in the capital will be a great worry for me, and I will not be able to transfer arbitrarily without this order. With this secret edict stamped with the seal of the great master, Feiyan can be mobilized to leave Beijing. God bless the fifteenth year of August 15. ”

Man Yan tore off the two pieces of paper and compared them in one place, and read them carefully a few times word by word, making sure that this secret edict had no direct connection with the Anping Marquis Mansion, so he was no longer so worried. This secret edict is aimed at the transfer of Feiyan Cavalry, and it does not seem to have much impact on the government and people's livelihood. She didn't understand why the emperor wanted to keep a copy of such a secret edict alone.

If you can't figure out the problem, you can put it away, and it is easy for her to tear off these two pieces of paper, but how to deal with this secret edict makes it difficult for people. Give Mrs. Cui a favor and seek a favor? No, I don't know if the other party is friend or foe. Burned a hundred? What's more, if you offend the big people behind, I'm afraid that you won't be at peace in the future. Hiding for now? But where to hide, she doesn't dare to carry these two pieces of paper when she goes out now, with Cui Pozi's kung fu, it shouldn't be difficult to take things and kill people invisibly.

Man Yan meditated hard in the study, just wanting to get out of this suffocating room as soon as possible.

In the end, she took the book out of the study, and then went to lie down in the blue gauze cupboard attached to the old lady's bedroom. The blue gauze cabinet was originally a resting place specially arranged for her by the old lady, and she often slept here when she was young.

No one can see the turmoil in the heart of the third lady, seeing that there is no difference between weekdays, accompanying the old lady, reading, visiting the garden, skipping rope and playing Tai Chi with the maid, if you have to say that the difference is to go to "Yulinxuan" to tease the ninth young master. After five or six days of hard work, Man Yan went out to Puju and stuffed a sachet into the bamboo scroll of the plum blossom picture on the wall. She really couldn't think of a suitable place to hide this hot potato, so she just threw it in the Puju hall and hung it. In the end, I asked Bao Umbrella to make a few delicious dishes to make up for the energy consumed in the past few days. As soon as she finished eating, the third lady felt that she was resurrected with full blood.

The next day, Man Yan took Mr. Zheng and Xiu'er to Mangdang Mountain to hunt for treasure. The last time she came to look for the wolf tree, she found that there were many plants suitable for cooking at the foot of the mountain, especially ferns, and there were some unnamed varieties of phoenix ferns, which were simply all over the mountain. All kinds of wild vegetables are her favorites. If you can transplant some to the Zhuangzi, you should be able to eat bracken next year.

Thinking of the freshness of the bracken, Manyan was full of mouth, and excitedly stretched out his hand to point at the phoenix fern. "Sir, this, this, you have to dig more, it is estimated that it will not survive. We're going to build a few thatched huts to protect them, and these babies can't be exposed to direct sunlight. ”

Seeing that Mr. Zheng dug up all the mother plants, Man Yan reminded: "I read the book that some of the plant divisions need to be dug up, and some only use half divisions, as if the root system of the mother plant is cut into several small plants, and transplanting with roots can also survive." You can go back and try some flowers and plants that are not precious. ”

Man Yan can only move his mouth, and Mr. Zheng is busy with scissors and shovels, but he has no complaints. The third lady reminded him from time to time, and he benefited a lot from it, and he had a lot of new insights about planting.

Manyan half-ran and half-jumped, like a bird flying out of a cage, last time it was too hasty, today she can take a good look. After a while, I found a small clemat fern on the edge of the rock, although it can't be cooked, but it's good to make potted plants. She likes the leaves of the small cleatine, which look like butterflies standing still from a distance, and have a silent beauty.

"Sir, can you help me transplant this weed back into the pot? The soil should be moistened, and the soil should be sprinkled with lime and eggshells. ”

Mr. Zheng is used to Manyansan's strange words from time to time, but he is still curious when he hears the eggshell. "Third Miss, what are the limes and eggshells for?"

"This plant likes calcium, and eggs and lime contain such a thing."

"The third lady is really a goddess prodigy who matches her name, and the old man has never heard of it."

Man Yan stuck out his tongue and laughed at himself: "Sir, don't praise me so much, you are the one who really transplants the branches, I just pay lip service, in fact, I don't know anything." ”

"The third lady is modest. The last time you said you were digging a ditch for irrigation, not long after the tenants had finished digging, it rained for a few days, and the improved soil was ready and full of water. ”

Manyan no longer defended, she knew in her heart that she would only need a few catties and a few taels. The dug up plants could not be left in the soil for too long, so the group hurried back to Zhuangzi and moved the dug mother plant to the moist soil. In the end, Man Yan was satisfied and returned to the Hou Mansion with the pot of small iron ferns.