"It's a dangerous thing, indeed." Although Jiang Bo is old, his memory is okay, and he has completely remembered it at this moment, "I don't know if you have seen any records of it, this thing seems harmless, but it can actually be addictive." ”

Jiang Bo gave an example: "Some old aristocrats in Guanzhong like to smoke silk, and when they smoke it, they have a feeling of fluttering immortals, which is similar to eating Guangling San, but Guangling San has been proven to be harmful, and tobacco is ......."

His expression became complicated: "Even if they know that this thing is harmful, those people still can't help it. ”

"And the tobacco is made of poppies."

The old man's expression became serious.

Something that has always been addictive deserves to be wary of, not to mention something that is not beneficial in itself.

"But Feng Nineteen said that if this thing is placed in the army, it can be called a miracle medicine." The old man frowned, a little incomprehensible, he didn't understand this kind of thing.

Jiang Bo didn't have the slightest impression of this thing: "What kind of miracle medicine, is it trying to solve the army by addiction?" ”

Shaking his head, Jiang Bo disagreed: "Although this thing is very harmful, it must be touched to have dependence, and the discipline in the army has always put an end to this kind of thing." ”

"What's more, tobacco has always been exclusively for nobles, and the price has been high for a long time, where can ordinary sergeants afford it?"

The old man also agreed with him, but ......, "Do you think Feng Nineteen looks like a rich man?" ”

Jiang Bo thought for a while: "I seem to have heard someone say that her net worth is only a few hundred taels. ”

The old man nodded, indicating that there was indeed such a thing: "Xiao Liu said that she bought the three big bags of poppies. ”

With so many poppies, how much tobacco can be made!

And apparently she didn't pay much.

Jiang Bo understood what he meant, and knocked on the table: "You mean, she wants to send things to the army cheaply?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "I think she has that meaning." ”

Jiang Bo frowned: "If this is the case, then this matter cannot be supported for her to do, it is distressing to fight and bleed, but this kind of method similar to poisoning is against nature." ”

The poisoner has never been taken seriously, and if the two armies fight, they will win by the shady means of poisoning...... It's also a little dishonorable.

Jiang Bodao: "I can't support her in this matter." ”

The old man nodded and said that he knew, like Jiang Bo, he didn't look down on this method.

.

Unaware of the deep misunderstanding between the two of them, Feng Jiu was thinking about how to make poppies into medicine.

There are always casualties in war, even if a sergeant is not afraid of death, it cannot be completely said that he is not afraid of pain, not to mention that some injuries want to be cured, and they can't just grit their teeth and persevere, but also need the assistance of foreign objects.

Anesthetics have been circulating for a long time, but because the hidden dangers are too great, it is easy to hurt the brain if one is not used well, so it has not been promoted.

If she wants to seize this market, she has to come up with something safer and easier to use than the anesthetics on the market.

In the study, Feng Shijiu sat on a chair, with a bunch of poppy fruits in his hand, holding a brush in one hand and dangling it, his brain unconsciously began to empty.

I don't have any thoughts at all.

"Lady." Suddenly, a voice sounded, and the door was carefully pushed open, revealing a head.

It's a little far away, and I can't see the eyes clearly, but I think it should be as clean and clear as ever.

"Lady, it's time to sleep." Mu Weixian cautiously reminded, looking a little aggrieved.

Feng Nineteen came back to his senses, "I'm not sleepy yet, you can sleep first." ”

When the words fell, I couldn't help but yawn.

“……”

After being silent for a second, Feng Jiu put down the brush and got up: "Forget it, I'll listen to you." ”

When I walked out, I saw that his hair was wet and there was a fresh smell of freshly bathed on his body, and I knew that he had already bathed.

His hands were a little dirty, so he didn't touch him, Feng Shijiu entered the house, motioned for him to sleep first, and then asked someone to fetch water.

Mu Weixian may have developed a habit recently, always pulling her to sleep with him, otherwise he would be very uneasy, feeling like he couldn't sleep, and he had a strong dependence on her.

Feng Jiu felt that he was not good like this, but he didn't know how to change it for a while, so he let it go first.

I rested a little late today, and when I washed up, Mu Weixian was already asleep, holding her quilt in his arms, and he didn't feel hot.

Feng Jiu silently pulled out his quilt little by little.

When he was about to lie down, he suddenly noticed something, quickly rolled up Mu Weixian with the quilt, and in the next second, he was already holding someone with one hand and appeared a few steps away.

On the bed, at this moment, there is a dagger with a cold light, which is inserted into the soft bed from top to bottom.

Feng Jiu's pupils shrank, his fingers fished somewhere, and he went out quickly, so fast that he was trembling when the door opened.

Running out, sensing that the person behind him was chasing him, Feng Nineteen was angry in his heart.

What did the third child do, he actually let people in!

"Lady......" Mu Weixian didn't know what was going on, and he looked confused at the moment.

Feng Jiu's tone was fierce: "Don't be afraid! ”

Then he thought in his heart whether to throw Mu Weixian into the third courtyard, at least to protect him.

But it's too late, the person behind him is weird, and the light skills are surprisingly good, and he has already followed.

A cold light stabbed from behind him, Feng Nineteen dodged, raised his arm, and flashed his short sword.

In the next second, the swords met, the edges rubbed and intersected, making a piercing sound, the light was dazzling, and it seemed that the sword light was shattering.

With the friction, the two dodged by.

Just as Feng Nineteen was thinking about whether to run away, the man had already pounced again, and he was fierce.

Feng Nineteen took the move with one hand, and held a person with the other, so he was inevitably shackled.

But he didn't dare to throw Mu Weixian away, not to mention whether he would fall and get injured, in case he didn't know how to run...... Only assassination.

The opponent's offensive is getting more and more fierce.

Feng Jiu couldn't dodge, her arm was scratched, and she gritted her teeth, she hadn't been injured for a long time!

"Who is Brother Tai?" There is also a feeling between the killers, and Feng Nineteen intuitively feels that this person is walking with him.

It's not a peer, it's the same type of dead soldier.

Sent by King Rui?

He really doesn't give up!

"But the King sent it?" Feng Jiu said in a deep voice, "Maybe we have something to say between us." ”

The man didn't say anything, the offensive was still fierce, and he was bent on taking her head, and he almost succeeded several times.

"Lady, leave me behind." Mu Weixian didn't have long eyes, and he was already a little choked at the moment.

Feng Jiu didn't have time to pay attention to him, and put all his heart on the man in black in front of him.

"If you were a man of King Rui, you should know me." Feng Nineteen tried to induce, "Don't you wonder why I'm here?" ”

"We're the same kind, maybe we've met before, we've eaten the same food in the same place." Feng Jiu persevered, "Aren't you afraid, my today is your tomorrow?" ”

"Damn the one who betrays the Lord." Finally, the man said a word, but it seemed to announce something, and the offensive suddenly became more violent.

Feng Nineteen's heart sank.