"Ah?" Jiang Chen, who was suddenly named, stared stiffly. He was shot even while lying down. Feng Linlin is the one with the best alchemy talent and the best alchemy skills among them. How could she not be able to make the simplest lotus flower pill? There must be something wrong with it.
He looked at the pill furnace with a bitter face, and hesitated: "Teacher, in fact, I, I don't know how to do it either."
Kong Wuying didn't notice the abnormality, but frowned deeply: "I don't know one or two, I really don't know what you are doing, that's all right! Let me do it!"
After saying that, he walked in front of Feng Linlin's alchemy furnace.
A faint smile flashed across the corner of Yi Ren's mouth, but it fell into Jiang Chen's eyes.
He was even more convinced that there must be something wrong with it, but... He took a look and found that Yuan Ruoruo was not here today on leave.
So should I remind Ning Zhao
Don't remind me, for fear that he will trouble him later.
Remind him, lest he will make trouble for him in the future.
This is called a tangle.
He struggled for a while, and Kong Wuying had already found the medicinal materials quickly with his hands and feet, and started to raise the furnace to boil water.
He picked up the alchemy stove and was about to put it on top of the charcoal, when his movements suddenly stopped.
"Huh?"
"This smell? Isn't it Red Fairy?"
What about colorless and odorless? Is he a dog nose
This was Feng Linlin and Yi Ren's first thought.
It's over, it's over!
This was Feng Linlin and Yi Ren's second thought.
Kong Wuying frowned, and shouted, "Feng Linlin!"
Feng Linlin shuddered, the hairs all over her body stood on end: "That's not because of me..."
"Why are you so unhygienic!" Kong Wuying said displeased.
Feng Linlin: "... huh?"
Kong Wuying handed the pill furnace in front of her, and reprimanded her head and face: "Why didn't you clean it after refining the pill last time, the red fairy is still on it. Stupid and not hygienic!"
Everyone:"… "
Feng Linlin: "Ah! Yes! I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong. I don't pay attention to hygiene. I will definitely correct my mistakes and be a good child who pays attention to hygiene."
"It's late." Kong Wuying said grimly.
"I really can't understand your virtue, all the staff stand up for me, and now follow my command to make alchemy."
"Teacher, you, you... what are you doing?"
A pointer flicked over: "Are you allowed to speak?"
"Look for good medicinal materials, three green heart lotus seeds, one red lotus leaf, three Jiuxiancao, and a jar of Hundred Flower Honey."
"Teacher, are we going to make lotus flower pills? But why add Baihua honey, it will fry the furnace!"
Another whip was thrown.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Now stir three times on the left side and two times on the right side, increase the amount of wood gas input, form a vortex at the fingertips, and then release it."
"Teacher, if I can't do it, what should I do if the furnace is fried?"
"That's all right."
"Oh, thank you… "
"Our classmates are so loving, we will visit you in Qingming."
"!!!"
Director Zhang's Office of Tianhong Alchemist Academy.
In the absence of Tianhong's vice president, Director Zhang can be regarded as the second-in-command, and he is quite prestigious in the whole college.
"Uncle, Teacher Hu's class, didn't you agree to hand it over to me? Why is it given to a little-known little alchemist now?" A handsome young man eight feet tall said dissatisfied.
"Hush!" Director Zhang frowned: "Keep your voice down, are you afraid that others will not know that Teacher Hu was killed by us?"
"Don't worry, Uncle, I checked when I came, and there is no one there." The young man sat down on the chair next to him carelessly: "But I also admire you very much, Uncle, how did you solve Teacher Hu without bloodshed?" dropped?"
"Hmph!" Mentioning this, a smile appeared on Director Zhang's face: "This is a method of killing that I bought from the black market. It is most suitable for a fool like him who is obsessed with alchemy and doesn't care about anything. Adding two cans of Baihua nectar to it will kill him easily."
"Hundred Flower Honey?" The young man held his stomach and laughed loudly: "This Teacher Hu is really a fool. Everyone knows that adding medicinal materials indiscriminately will definitely lead to a conflict of medicinal properties and explode the furnace. He actually believes it."
"Hey, don't tell me, it's not fake. People in the black market told me that there is a legend that a master added Baihua honey, which not only improved the level of the pill, but also greatly shortened the time to make it. That's why this hundred-flower nectar pill has been gradually spread, but there are only winners, and there are so many losers." Director Zhang said proudly, and then sighed: "I originally planned to recommend you once Mr. Hu died. , Unexpectedly, the dean did not wait for me to speak, and directly appointed Ning Zhao. But don't worry, he is only a temporary substitute. After the Shengdu Alchemist Competition is over, the dean will recruit again. Isn't it easy to win this position with his strength?"
"That's still nearly a month away." The young man lowered his head: "Uncle, if there is no offering from the teacher of the academy, it will be difficult for me to win a good ranking in the competition."
My nephew was right.
Director Zhang lowered his head and thought about it, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, it won't take a month. None of the students in that class are arrogant and arrogant. That Ning Zhao is only a first-grade alchemist. The students I must not get used to him. I guess he will have to resign in a few days, and then you...why do you open your mouth so wide?"
The young man opened his mouth wide, pointed out the window and said, "Uncle, are they the students you are talking about?"
Director Zhang turned his head and looked out the window, and saw the students of class seven crowded together in groups, all circled around one person.
"Teacher, let me hold an umbrella for you."
"Teacher, it's hot, I'll fan you."
"Teacher, I will help you squeeze your shoulders."
"Teacher, what do you want for lunch, I'll ask someone to bring it."
"Teacher, be careful. You're going upstairs. Let me lift your clothes."
"Teacher, how about I help you lift your trousers."
Kong Wuying: "..."
A group of people just walked past Director Zhang's office.
Director Zhang: "..."
Nephew: "... Is that Ning Zhao? I think he's having a very... nourishing life."
Director Zhang: "..." That's not ordinary nourishment. The students of Tianhong Alchemist Academy are all from famous families, talented, and all of them are arrogant. Although they respect the teachers on weekdays , but how can there be such a servile and coquettish look, this Ning Zhao, what kind of drug did he give them
But that's okay.
A cold smile appeared on Director Zhang's face: "Lan'er, do you know that there are seven students in Class Seven, but only six at most come to class every day, what's the reason?"
Zhang Lan was taken aback: "Of course it's because His Royal Highness is busy with political affairs and has no time to attend class."
Director Zhang smiled slowly: "His Royal Highness is working hard on the political affairs of our kingdom, so it is natural not to come to class. But you said that if someone is new here and wants to establish his prestige, he thinks that His Royal Highness does not respect teachers if he does not attend classes. Expell His Highness the Crown Prince from the classroom. What do you think His Highness the Crown Prince will think."
When Zhang Lan heard this, he immediately showed the same smile: "Of course I won't let him go. It's just... that Ning Zhao would be so stupid."
"It's up to him." Director Zhang smiled: "The mouth grows on us. That Ning Zhao has no power and power, but is just a small guest who relies on the downfall of the Xiao family. Who do you think His Royal Highness will trust? Isn't your sister and Is Sequoia all right? Let her breathe."
"Yes, Uncle is wise." Zhang Lan laughed.
The palace of the Mohe Kingdom.
"His Royal Highness, these are the documents sent today." The eunuch brought the documents piled up like a hill.
In the center of the hall, sat a young man in his early twenties.
The young man has black hair and a jade crown, with a pair of long and narrow eyes under the delicate and feminine leaf eyebrows, a high nose bridge, a jade-like complexion, and thin lips pursed gently, like a smile that is not a smile. A black robe with gold trim added a touch of dignity to him.
He is the prince of the Mohe Kingdom, Huo Ziying.
He glanced at the mountain of documents, sighed resignedly, picked up the top one, and then frowned: "The thirteenth prince of the Daqing Empire died again?"
What he said died again was naturally not that the thirteenth prince died and died and died and died again.
but...
"How many princes died in the Daqing Empire this month? It seems that there are already nine?"
The eunuch lowered his head and replied cautiously: "This month plus last month, thirteen people have died."
The Daqing Empire is one of the overlords in the East, and it is an empire directly under their Mohe Kingdom. Under the command of the Daqing Empire, there are a total of eight sub-kingdoms like their Mohe Kingdom, and they are strictly regarded as the subjects of the Daqing Empire. Tributes must be paid every year, but they are also protected by the main country on weekdays.
But the frequency of dead princes in the Daqing Empire is a little bit higher.
The eunuch's shrill voice sounded: "My servant has heard that the royal family of the Daqing Empire is probably cursed."
"No matter what, the etiquette must be sufficient." Huo Ziying put down the paperwork: "You instruct the Ministry of Rites to prepare the funeral ceremony, and the specifications will be the same as those given to the twenty-first prince last time."
"Your Highness." The eunuch carefully reminded: "The one who died last time was the Sixteenth Prince."
Huo Ziying: "..."
"Brother!" At this moment, a beautiful figure rushed into the hall.
"Sequoia? Aren't you going to go hunting in the countryside today? How come you have time to see your poor brother." Huo Ziying saw her favorite little sister on weekdays, and unconsciously put on a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Don't mention it!" Huo Hongshan sat down beside Huo Ziying: "I was halfway through the hunt when I heard that someone scolded you. I was so angry that I ran back!"
"scold me?"