In winter, the night was a little longer, so he got up a little later than usual in the morning, and one night, Luo Xing almost looked through the "Hundred Herbs".

There are indeed many types, compared with Lan Xing's "Compendium of Materia Medica", there are a lot more herbs recorded in this "Hundred Herbs", many of which Luo Xing has never seen, and he does not dare to judge what the medicinal properties are.

But those herbs that are the same as those on the Blue Star, judging by the literal information, are just a different name, and the others are really close to ten.

However, the herbs in this world are all natural, and the medicinal properties of the herbs are also affected by the growing environment, and the medicinal effects will vary greatly.

There is also the most critical step, which is the preparation of medicinal materials.

Therefore, the prescription on this blue star, even if it is a scripture prescription, still needs to be dialectical when it is used, at least, he needs to taste the medicine first.

It's quite a project.

It's better to have a goal than to lie flat and mess around.

I stretched my waist, took a breath of clear air, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and suddenly felt refreshed.

Although his status has risen, he still has to go to the miscellaneous servants' room to eat, he is from the Great Zhou, and he is not qualified to sit and eat with the Xirong people in the Xirong Embassy.

Of course, he is not very accustomed to the diet of the Xijon people, although the people who practice martial arts need to eat meat and consume a lot of high-quality protein, but the Xijon people really don't know much about food, as long as the meat is cooked, they will eat Haisai nonsense.

In the morning, it is still necessary to clear the stomach and nourish a health.

Besides, the handyman's room is one of the important channels for him to learn information, except for meal time, he doesn't come much at other times.

It is necessary to detach from the masses.

Since he became a steward, Luo Xing has eaten by himself at one table, but he always likes to call the heads of several departments under him together.

This kind of eating, the work is arranged, and by the way, the situation of the miscellaneous courtyard is mastered, which is efficient and close to the people.

"In the future, the miscellaneous servant will be in charge of Liu Dazhi, what about me, no matter the specific matter, but there is something in the miscellaneous courtyard, you can come to me......"

Everyone understood when they heard it, Liu Dazhi, the former miscellaneous staff housekeeper, was Luo Xing's person, although Luo Xing no longer served as a miscellaneous housekeeper, he could still manage things.

The man who entered the East Courtyard was different, and the stewards looked at Luo Xing's eyes with solemnity.

"Whatever Liu Dazhi arranges the work of the miscellaneous servants, you can do it, and you can't shirk or disobey the yang!" Since Liu Dazhi has been pushed up, he naturally has to give him a platform, otherwise, these people may not be convinced.

"Yes, Shichiro." Several stewards responded one after another.

"We are all Da Zhou people, although we are doing things for the Xirong people, but what should be done, what should not be done, what can be said, what can not be said, everyone weighs a little in their hearts, don't make trouble for yourself, as long as I am here for a day, I will ensure that everyone's interests will not be damaged, but I also want to advise you to distinguish between what should be taken and what should not be taken."

"I understand, what Shichiro said is all good words, and it's all for our own good." Liu Dazhi was the first to stand up and echo.

The official level crushed people to death.

Although Luo Xing is not an official of the imperial court, he is an official in this Xirong embassy, and most of the miscellaneous servants in the miscellaneous courtyard are ordinary people, with some superficial kung fu, and there are only a few who can be called martial artists, and they are all low-level martial artists, none of the five grades, all of them are six or seven grades.

In this way, Luo Xing can easily sweep, so he is not afraid of these people making small moves behind his back.

"Qilang, I just heard that when the Xirong wolf of the West Courtyard rode a hundred household chiefs to play in the Changle Fang of Nancheng, he had a conflict with the disciples of the True Martial Academy, and the two sides fought a lot, and the disciples of the True Martial Arts Academy were injured seven or eight, and the Xirong wolf rode the hundred household chiefs unscathed!" After breakfast, Liu Dazhi quietly kept up with Luo Xing's pace and reported quietly.

"Is the information reliable?"

"Well, I know a little bit of Xijon language, and when I was delivering wine and meat to the West Courtyard yesterday, I heard a few Xijon wolf riders say." Liu Dazhi said.

"What's the name of the head of the hundred households?"

"I don't know, I don't dare to ask more." Liu Dazhi shook his head and said.

"Okay, I know, don't spread the news, the two countries are in a sensitive period right now, once the marriage fails, it is likely to cause a greater conflict, you let the people below talk less and do more, don't hit the muzzle of the gun when the time comes, I can't save it." Luo Xing reminded Liu Dazhi.

"Understood." Liu Dazhi nodded, others can't be compared with others, he Liu Dazhi can't think of this layer at all, but Luo Xiaoqi saw it, no wonder he can enter the eyes of "Yu Gongzi", this is fate!

is this "rain boy" with fine skin and tender meat, how could he fall in love with Luo Xing, a rough man who is not good-looking.

The special hobby of the Xirong people, Liu Dazhi is clear.

……

The yamen of the Nanya is not in the southern city, but in the southwest of the imperial city, and from the outside, it is not as tall and majestic as the yamen built by other imperial courts.

It seems to be another royal garden, which is very large and occupies half of the lake, and its name is also simple and crude: South Lake.

Every spring outing, boating on the South Lake, is one of the favorite activities of the nobles and grandchildren of Luojing, and there are dragon boat performances, but in winter, there are many fewer people here.

Along the brick road along the lakefront, a carriage with royal insignia is slowly approaching, led by two snow-white horses.

At the gate of Nanya, a middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold crown and a python robe stood on the spotless road that was swept with his hands arched.

Non-marquis can't wear pythons, this is the rule of the Great Zhou.

On both sides were the guards of the Southern Ya wearing black chain mail, wearing crimson robes, and carrying long-tailed knives at their waists.

The carriage came slowly and stopped not far from the thin man in the python robe.

The coachman jumped out of the car and removed the stool, and then the soft curtain was lifted, and an old woman with gray hair in a graceful posture came out, glanced at the thin man, stepped on the stool, and bent down.

"The old body Su Moyu has seen Master Hou!"

"Hello Mama Su, where's Her Royal Highness the Princess?" The thin man bowed slightly and asked, although he was the governor of Nanya, a first-class Wu Ninghou, and a royal clan member and a first-class grandmaster.

But the person who came today is the current Liuli Princess, and she is also the core disciple of the Holy Land Tianlan Sect, especially that the other party is still a second-grade martial sect.

The person is not yet twenty years old, as long as he does not fall, he will be promoted to a first-grade grand master within ten years, there is no problem at all, and even the transcendent has great hope.

As for him, although he is also a first-class grand master, he still looks very young, but he is actually over seventy years old, and if he is over sixty years old, the chance of being extraordinary will continue to decrease with age.

Therefore, he didn't dare to treat Ye Liuli as a junior.

"Your Royal Highness is in the carriage, she doesn't want to be too public, she quietly enters the Nanya, and asks the Hou Ye to be considerate." Mama Su explained.

"Ben Hou understands." Ye Hong waved his hand one by one and removed the two rows of Nanya guards who were standing at the door to greet him.

"Master Hou, please get in the car."

"It's not appropriate, is it?" Ye Hong was stunned for a moment.

"According to the royal family tree, Lord Hou should be the princess's uncle and grandfather, what's wrong with this." Mama Su said.

Ye Hong nodded, there were not only him and Ye Liuli in the carriage, but also Mama Su, not to mention his own family.

"Liuli has seen Uncle Hongyi." As soon as Ye Hong got into the carriage, Ye Liuli sat in the innermost, bent down slightly and said, "It's inconvenient to see the carriage, please forgive me." ”

"Your Highness is serious." Ye Hong hurriedly replied, the space in the carriage is actually not small, even if it is for four or five people, it is very spacious.

"Uncle, Liuli is also a royal family, and I came to Nanya this time to learn things from my uncle." Ye Liuli said, "This is also part of Liuli's experience of going down the mountain. ”

Ye Hong smiled, and said in his heart, if you want to practice, don't come to my South Ya, you can go to the True Martial Arts Academy or the North Yamen Forbidden Army.

Of course, the Zhenwu Academy can go, but the Northern Ya Forbidden Army estimates that Emperor Yongxi will not let Ye Liuli have a chance to enter.

If Ye Liuli is not a princess, there are more yamen to go, and there are many people who can allow women to enter the office at the various yamen of the imperial court, but there are not many suitable for princesses.

The princess is super in grade, and which yamen she enters, she has to be offered as a bodhisattva, and she doesn't dare to care?

That is, the transcendent departments such as the Southern Ya, the Northern Ya Forbidden Army and the True Martial Academy or the Royal Worship Academy, can suppress Her Royal Highness the princess who is already a second-grade martial artist.

This aunt is here, and the wind in Nanya is about to rise.