"Prepare for a rainy day" is a really good phrase, and it also applies to Fu Zhiyu.
After the dinner, he slept comfortably until the next morning. After the ice storage was opened, he was even more reluctant to go out. After staying at home for a while, he received a letter from the Yuan family.
It was sent by my uncle. There were three letters in total, one for my mother, one for myself, and one for Mingdao. Judging from the childish words on the envelope of Mingdao, it should be written by Yuanlu.
Fu Zhiyu gave the letter to the child and opened his own. His uncle asked about his well-being as usual and said that he had bought some things in the south and had sent them to Beijing by car. He asked him to pick out what he liked. Then, he mentioned the box of medicine Fu Zhiyu had given him.
He said his wife had suffered in the early years, her legs and feet were not good, and they would hurt when it was cloudy or rainy. She had consulted several doctors but none of them could cure her. One day, she took the pills given by Fu Zhiyu, and it worked the same day. She felt that the pain was not as bad as before. In the following month, she increased the dosage half-believingly, and it actually got better visibly.
Yuan Jiangwen was happy but also a little cautious, so he wrote a letter to Fu Zhiyu and asked him about it carefully. He said that he had a famous doctor analyze the pills, who only said that the ingredients were indeed good and precious, but he couldn't tell what the medicine was, and the dosage of the various medicines was also difficult to tell and could not be replicated.
What he meant was, since this was something developed by Imperial Doctor Chen and they were all acquaintances, could he sell the prescription to him
Fu Zhiyu was very familiar with Doctor Chen's prescription and could give it to him, but he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to find the medicine.
After reading it, Fu Zhiyu thought for a while, took a piece of letter paper from the desk, and wrote back to his uncle.
He wrote briefly, just writing down the ideas he had discussed with Yuan Mingdao last time, saying that the prescription could be given, and the medicine guide was Doctor Chen's secret and could not be given to others. But the medicine could be prepared and sold, but the quantity was not large, and it was not up to him whether he was willing or not.
Fu Zhiyu sent a small box of pills with the letter. He didn't sell them. He just needed more land there, so he added more. Yuan Jiangwen's convoy to deliver the goods to Beijing didn't leave, so he just asked them to send them back.
After he sent the letter, he felt very happy, and felt that everything was going in the direction he hoped. He hummed a little tune and took a nap peacefully. After getting up at noon, he went to see Doctor Chen to check his mother's pulse.
"Imperial Concubine Yun is in much better shape now." After taking her pulse, Doctor Chen prescribed some warming and nourishing prescriptions as usual, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Even her old illness is gradually getting better. I wonder why..."
He fell silent halfway through his sentence. If he hadn't been so surprised, he wouldn't have even said the first half of the sentence. It was the rule not to pry into the master's affairs.
This is the truth. Improvements in the body will quickly be reflected in the face. Imperial Concubine Yun looks radiant and younger during this period. She also seems to be in a much better mood and smiles more often than before.
"Just now Caiyan went to the embroidery room to get clothes for me, and ran into Eunuch Ping who is beside the emperor. He said that your palace has been repaired and is in a roughly normal state," said Imperial Noble Consort Yun. "You should probably pick a time in the next few days to take a look and select some carvings and decorations you like and ask the craftsmen to make them. It should be all ready for you to move in by the end of the year."
"I have been free recently," Fu Zhiyu looked out the window. Today the sun was not very bright and it was cloudy. It was a rare cloudy day and it was not very hot. "Why don't we go this afternoon? After we finish choosing, we can still catch up with dinner."
Fu Zhiyu left immediately and did not forget to bring the Yuanming Sword with him.
The yard was originally reserved for him. Although he would run away sooner or later, it was a house for him to live in after all. As Fu Zhiyu had been a homebody lately, he naturally wanted to make it comfortable. It was also one of the few things he had been interested in doing during this period of time.
As expected, if I don't scheme against others or get entangled with Xie Ke, everything else becomes interesting.
Due to the unpleasant experiences in the past, Fu Zhiyu did not go to the Imperial Garden this time. He carefully selected another path. In theory, no one should go there.
But theory is theory, and reality is reality.
Before he had taken a few steps, he ran into Fu Rongli. Fu Rongli was also sharp-eyed and saw him at a glance. Then he immediately frowned and quickened his pace towards him.
What kind of tricks does this troublemaker want to pull? Fu Zhiyu sighed inwardly, but saw Fu Rongli had already walked up to him and asked directly, "Did you do it?"
"What did myna say?" Fu Zhiyu sighed inwardly, but blinked innocently, "I don't understand."
"Madame Gui came back and told me that it was you who asked the guards to beat her, and that's why she went to Hua Ruixuan again out of hatred. How could that brat Fu Yanran have such courage before? You taught him, right?" Fu Rongli became more and more excited, but he still had some rationality. He lowered his voice so that more people wouldn't hear, "You're not stupid at all!"
Oh, Fu Zhiyu sighed in his heart, although the troublemaker's analysis was completely useless, his conclusion was correct.
Fu Rongli was not stupid, he just wasn't good at studying, but his brain was quite quick in other aspects. Take the two incidents of Binghu and poisoning, for example. This person did it without telling Concubine Xue and Fu Rongye. The whole thing was quite organized, and the action was steady, accurate and ruthless, which most people couldn't compare to.
It turned out that the Crown Prince and the Third Prince did not believe that he was stupid. They had been following him openly and secretly for a long time. Later, they watched everything Fu Zhiyu did. In their logic, they could not find any other reason to explain it except that he was really stupid.
But Fu Rongli has his own logic, and he can see the essence through the phenomenon. He intuitively feels that Fu Zhiyu is a little lazier than before, but he still looks smart and shrewd. How could he really be out of his mind
"Just keep pretending," Fu Rongli snorted coldly, "When the time comes, I'll see who will be able to protect you."
It was really funny to see the troublemaker looking a little proud but not wanting to reveal anything. When he walked past Fu Zhiyu, he childishly wanted to step on him, but Fu Zhiyu took a step forward at that moment and passed by him. Fu Rongli missed his step and his body tilted, almost falling.
He was furious and glared at Fu Zhiyu fiercely before leaving in a hurry.
"What happened to him?" Yuan Mingdao asked Fu Zhiyu in a low voice, "He just said some harsh words and left."
Fu Zhiyu shook his head. If they happened to meet, the first sentence would be normal, but the last sentence seemed a bit strange when he thought about it carefully.
"I have to go to Yuan Mansion first," Fu Zhiyu said, "I have some questions to ask."
The master of the Yuan family is the governor, in charge of the purchase of military food and fodder. If Fu Zhiyu asked directly, according to his temper, he would definitely not tell anyone. These are military secrets and cannot be disclosed to anyone according to the law. And he didn't know that he was pretending to be stupid yet, so it was indeed a bit strange to ask this at this time.
Fu Zhiyu had just received a letter from his uncle, saying that something had been sent from there. He used this as an excuse to go to the Yuan Mansion, and talked with Master Yuan and Madam Yuan for a few words. Then he declined Madam Yuan's invitation to stay for dinner and walked into the palace he was renovating with Yuan Mingdao.
"The army is taking action."
"Ah?" Yuan Mingdao was puzzled, "But Master Yuan didn't mention this just now."
Fu Zhiyu then whispered to him: "It is early summer now, when there is a shortage of food. The court generally does not buy food at this time. Grandpa is responsible for this kind of work. He used to have very little time at this time.
Today, I saw bloodshot eyes and a tired look. There were obvious tanning marks on his neck and collar. There were muddy spots on his clothes. He even changed his shoes. In the past, he always wore the official shoes, but when it was harvest season, he would change to the soft-soled black shoes because he had to inspect the grain situation everywhere. It was easier to walk.
I asked the old lady again if my uncle had been nagging in his letter about the lack of young men in the Yuan family and whether something might happen. The old lady smiled and said that everything was normal at home, so why should she worry
If there is nothing unusual at home, then Grandpa's frequent outings can only be for work. He is collecting food and grass at this time because the army has made unusual movements, the stored food is insufficient, and it is urgently needed."
How much food and fodder the army should buy and use is not something that Yuan Lao Ye, a third-rank official, can decide; it requires the emperor's personal order.
"Is there going to be a war on the border?" Yuan Mingdao thought carefully, "But there was no such thing in my previous life."
"I don't know," Fu Zhiyu said, "Mingdao, the experience of the previous life is not a golden rule, and things in the world are changing all the time."
There was something he hadn't said yet. The court had a lot of grain stored for the army, so there was no need to worry even if there was a war. But now they were collecting grain, which showed how serious the matter was.
Because of this incident, Fu Zhiyu was a little absent-minded when he went to his new palace. However, this place was indeed big enough, and he only made a few requests. He left most of the rest to the craftsmen to work on. After walking around for a while, it was already night.
The craftsmen lit the lamps. Fu Zhiyu was holding a lantern and was about to return to the palace. When he reached the door, a voice came from behind: "Prince Zhao, please stay."
Fu Zhiyu recognized that it was Xie Ke. Not only did he not stop, but he walked even faster.
But Xie Ke was also fast. He came from behind and stopped Fu Zhiyu in front of the carriage.
The guards drew their swords instantly, but the guards in the palace all knew Xie Ke and knew who he was. In terms of rank, Xie Ke, as the imperial guard, was their immediate superior, so they were not so determined to raise their swords.
Fu Zhiyu rubbed his brows, let Yuan Mingdao get on the car first, and asked in front of everyone, "What's the matter, Young Master Xie?"
"Important." Xie Ke said, and then smiled and moved closer, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Zhiyu, don't you want to know what Master Yuan has been busy with recently?"
Fu Zhiyu: “…”
For a moment, he really doubted whether Xie Ke knew him too well, or whether he really used his points to exchange for some weird things and installed surveillance on himself.
He reacted quickly and motioned Xie Ke to go forward. He still held the lantern in his hand and walked to the front of the wall. If he spoke more quietly, the guards would not be able to hear the conversation, but they would be able to see him. If there was any abnormality, they would rush over immediately.
As soon as Xie Ke stood still, he said, "I'm leaving."
Fu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and finally showed some sincere smile on his face: "Congratulations, Mr. Xie."
"Why are you so happy?"
"When the imperial guards go out, they must have a good job, just like the last martial arts exam. Shouldn't we congratulate them?" Fu Zhiyu said, "Of course, I also congratulate myself for finally getting some peace."
"I'm serious, Zhiyu," Xie Ke sighed and said in a serious tone, "There has been a war recently, and Xie Lin specifically asked the emperor for permission to let me go to the border with him to fight."