The 289th Chapter Is the Magic Stick Again (5)

"It shouldn't be! There's nothing wrong with the pill recipe! I made this medicinal pill myself, and there is no fake hand in the whole process!"

Jiao Da poured another pass in the toilet.

He felt that half of his life was about to be lost, so he finally put on his pants, and when he walked outside, he heard his grandfather chattering there.

Hearing He Tiantian's words clearly, Jiao Da almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

What?

This, this potion of medicinal herbs was actually refined by the grandfather?

No wonder! No wonder he almost pulled himself to death after taking the medicine pill!

Jiao Da's eyes were pitch black, his body was shaking violently, and there was a kind of despair in his heart that he wanted to cry without tears.

Wuwu, Master, even if you want to make alchemy, you should find a real Taoist priest anyway.

The word "professional" has not been used in these years, but it is better to let a Taoist alchemy make alchemy than to let a second knife like his own grandfather.

Jiao Da suddenly felt that his old life was about to be thrown into Xuan Zhen Guan.

"Master, the life of the old and the old slave belongs to the Jia family. The old servant will test the medicine for you, even if he dies, it will not be a pity!"

Jiao Da endured and endured, but he couldn't hold it any longer. He ran to He Tiantian and fell to his knees with a puff, clutching her robe and crying for a while.

"...The old slave just can't worry about the little cubs in the family. The old slave has no other ideas. I hope that if the old slave really dies one day, I ask the master to take care of the old slave for the sake of his loyalty. Those sons and grandsons of slaves!"

Jiao Da burst into tears, and what he said was extremely miserable.

In fact, he was not so excited.

He had already figured it out: he was old, and he didn't have a good life for a few years.

If he could exchange his old life for the wealth of the Jiao family's descendants, it would be a great deal!

"You old killer, what are you talking about?"

He Tiantian deliberately made an angry look,

"I'm refining the elixir of Peiyuan Guben, not arsenic. What are you afraid of?"

Jiao Da: ... If you're not afraid, why don't you eat it yourself?

With pursed lips, he looked at He Tiantian aggrievedly.

He Tiantian looked guilty, then waved her hand randomly, "It's alright, don't worry, I know you are loyal, and I will let Brother Zhen take care of your children and grandchildren!"

Jiao Da finally got a promise from his grandfather, and his heart finally fell.

He has no regrets and worries, and that sense of fear has been reduced a lot.

In the next few days, Jiao Da let go of eating and drinking, and the whole person's complexion became much better.

Some dark ailments or old wounds on the body also disappeared.

Jiao Da himself noticed the change in his body, and he even felt as if he was a decade younger.

Feeling this, he didn't dare to hide it, and hurriedly ran to He Tiantian to report.

He Tiantian pretended to be excited: "I knew it! I knew there was no problem with Dan Fang!"

However, just to be on the safe side, He Tiantian ordered someone to find a doctor.

The doctor carefully checked Jiao Da's pulse, checked his body, and finally gave the diagnosis result with slight envy, "I am nearly sixty years old, but still have such a strong physique, the old man is very lucky."

Jiao Da widened his eyes, looked at the doctor, and then turned to look at He Tiantian.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he still held back because he was worried that there was an outsider like the doctor.

As a loyal servant who understands the rules, Jiao Nature understands the truth of "shut up".

After seeing the doctor away and there were no outsiders in the wing, Jiao Da asked cautiously, "Master, is your medicinal pill really effective?"

"Haha, I knew it, I knew it would be like this!"

He Tiantian seemed to be extremely excited, and didn't pay attention to Jiao Da's words at all.

She was even very eager to eat one herself.

However, Jiao Da was a loyal servant and did not dare to let his grandfather take risks easily.

What, even though he was fine after taking the medicinal pill, Jiao Da was a lowly servant, with rough skin and thick flesh, and a humble life.

The grandfather is different, he is a real noble.

On weekdays, he was pampered, and even in the Taoist temple, he did not suffer any grievances.

Not to mention the efficacy of the medicine pill itself, just the terrible diarrhea at the beginning——

Thinking of the word diarrhea, Jiao Da felt his stomach grumble, and Chrysanthemum couldn't help shrinking desperately.

"Master, why don't you find someone to try it, don't rush to take it!"

Jiao Da was afraid that something would happen to his master, so he hurried to comfort him.

"Who are you looking for? Those cubs in your family?" He Tiantian was finally willing to pay attention to Jiao Da.

She squinted her eyes and asked angrily.

Jiao Da:  …

What, his old life can be given to the grandfather, but those children and grandchildren are all his own, not the old king next door, he, he is really reluctant.

"Old slave looking for some beggars?"

Jiao Dasan touched his nose, and suddenly thought of what the grandfather said when he first saw him that day.

He straightened his back, waved his fist, and looked like a brutal and reckless man who "just grab it if you can't find it".

"Bah! Talk about it! How many good things have I used for this pot of medicine? Just one ginseng is worth thousands of taels of silver!"

He Tiantian spit out Jiao Da directly.

Jiao Da was also embarrassed. Yes, the medicinal materials used in alchemy are all good medicinal materials, and this medicinal herb doesn't seem to kill people, so it might be useful.

If you just find someone to try, you don't have to waste a good thing.

You can give it directly to the grandfather, and Jiao Da is worried that something will go wrong.

"hiss!"

He Tiantian also pretended to be hesitant to hold the flowers. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, "By the way, I heard someone report last time that it was Uncle Lin from Yangzhou who was dead?"

Jiao Da was stunned. He didn't react for a while, and replied dumbly, "Yeah, Second Master Lian from the West House personally escorted Miss Lin back to Yangzhou, saying that she wanted to see her for the last time."

"Okay!" He Tiantian patted her thigh, "Just him!"

Jiao Da: ... What is "just him"?

His eyes suddenly widened, so what, isn't that what he guessed? !

Just when Jiao Da was uneasy, he heard his grandfather say excitedly, "Yes, let Ru Hai come and try my elixir!"

Jiao Da finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly dissuaded him: "Master, it's not right. Uncle Lin is the husband of Aunt Min of Xifu. Although Aunt Min is gone, he is the in-laws of the family."

Moreover, if you are not afraid of being annoyed by your grandfather, Uncle Lin is a dignified censor of salt inspector. Although his rank is not high, he is also an official of the imperial court.

And his grandfather is only white.

The grandfather actually wanted to let Uncle Lin try the medicine for himself. This, this is not absurd.

Not to mention that the two families are still in-laws, although they are cousins ​​in the next room, they can't be so bad.

"Ru Hai is terminally ill, and the stone is ineffective."

He Tiantian said leisurely, although she didn't finish what she said, she already understood the meaning - a dead horse is a living horse doctor!

"Jiao Da, you will prepare your horse, take the medicinal pills, and rush to Yangzhou day and night!" He Tiantian gave Jiao Da an order with a look of "just do it like this".

Jiao Da:  …

After hesitating for a moment, Jiao Da still said, "Master, this, this—" is not good.

Even if Uncle Lin is going to die, he can't be regarded as someone who tries medicine.

"You tell Ru Hai how you feel after taking the pill, and tell him that he is the second person to take it."

"It's up to him to decide whether to use it or not."

Seeing Jiao Da's repeated dissuasion, He Tiantian seemed to realize that she was wrong.

However, she seems unwilling to give up such a most appropriate "medicine person", so she still insists.

Hearing that his grandfather had said it all, Jiao Da couldn't persuade him any more.

That's right, put the ugly words first, how to choose at that time, it's up to Lin Ruhai to decide!

"Yes, the old slave understands!"

Jiao Da no longer hesitated, took his life, and went to prepare.

At noon that day, Jiao Da rode a horse and rushed all the way to Yangzhou with some simple luggage.

He Tiantian did not come out to send them off, but continued to alchemy in the alchemy room.

Her ears are very good, and she can clearly hear the sound of horse hooves gradually receding.

Lin Ruhai's life, she tried her best to keep him, so Sister Lin should not have such a miserable end again.

I just hope that everything is still in time, He Tiantian thought secretly while refining the medicine pill.

She was secretly planning here, while at Ning Guofu, the funeral that had been suspended for seventy-seven and forty-nine days was only halfway through.

The Ningguo Mansion was completely empty, and the guests were greeted and sent away. The monks and Daoists did not listen to the chanting. It seemed that there was a strange liveliness.

As the concubine of the big house of Rongguo, Jia Cong needed help even though he was Qin Keqing's elder.

At the age of five or six years old, because he was not taken seriously, he was allowed to be fooled by the nanny and maids. He looked thin and small and timid.

The appearance should not be bad, but the temperament is not very good, and the whole person seems to be wretched.

No wonder Mrs. Xing would call him "black eyebrows and black mouths", not like a big kid studying.

However, that was the original owner.

But he said that on this day, because he followed the man at home to help, and he couldn't keep up with the nutrition, he fell down on the side of the road.

When he opened his eyes again, he was replaced by the male protagonist of the same humanities, a soul from another world.

"Brother Cong, Brother Cong! How are you? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Jia Huan and Jia Cong have a good relationship. They come to Ningguofu every day to report, and the two also travel together.

When Jia Cong fell, Jia Huan was terrified. If he hadn't been afraid that he would be punished by the adults for disturbing the mourning hall, he would have shouted at the top of his voice.

It was his valet and uncle Zhao Guoji who picked up Jia Cong and temporarily settled him in a guest room.

Zhao Guoji ruthlessly pinched Jia Cong for a while, thinking that if he couldn't wake up, he would then try to order someone to find a doctor.

Although Jia Cong was an unloved son-in-law, and even dared to sneak out of the house, he was the only son of the big house.

If something really happened, Jia Huan, who went out with Jia Cong, would also be held responsible.

At this moment, Jia Cong slowly opened his eyes.

If Jia Huan is a keen person, he may find that Jia Cong is very different at this moment.

First, the eyes have changed.

"Jia Cong" looked around carefully, and when he saw Jia Huan's outfit, his pupils shrank obviously.

"I, what happened to me?"

"Jia Cong" followed Jia Huan's words, pretending to be at a loss.

"Oh, you can speak!"

When Jia Huan heard the voice of "Jia Cong", he breathed a sigh of relief.

When his mind was relaxed, Jia Huan began to talk incessantly: "You smashed your head on the ground, almost scared my soul away!"

"What's the matter with you? I know that your grandmother takes care of you, but it's not like you're not even allowed to eat rice, right?!"

Jia Huan was just a guess, but he didn't want to but guessed the truth.

As a concubine whose biological mother died prematurely, whose father did not pay attention to it, and whose first mother was unreliable, Jia Cong's life was definitely "miserable".

In the house, the grandmother is basically in charge.

Thinking of Yingchun, although she is weak, she is still a girl raised by Mother Jia.

Every day, you can see Jia Mu or Mrs. Wang and others.

However, her nanny dared to steal her jewelry and covet her money.

Jia Cong is not as good as Yingchun. On weekdays, even the old lady can't be seen.

Even if he wanted to file a complaint, he probably wouldn't be able to find the yamen.

The original Jia Cong was even more timid and did not dare to resist at all, leaving it to the nanny.

The monthly meals were deducted, and even the slightly better meals were taken back by the nurse to give to their children.

Jia Cong, the young master of the imperial government, could not get enough to eat.

Usually, it’s fine. During this time, Ning Guofu was holding a big funeral, and the masters and young masters from the East and West all came to help.

Jia Cong was young and didn't need him to do anything, but it was quite hard to be ushered in by a steward or an older cousin.

Not enough to eat and still tired, no, Jia Cong can't hold it anymore today.

"You've finally woken up this time, otherwise, I'm going to find Grandpa Lai!"

Jia Huan didn't know that Jia Cong had changed the core, he said happily.

"Jia Cong" lowered his eyelids silently when he heard Jia Huan's words.

Because he knew that the original owner had not woken up, and that poor child was dead.

And although he didn't know why he traveled to ancient times, he became a rich young master who didn't seem to be favored and even dared to bully his servants.

However, as soon as it comes, it is safe!

He will live a life that he lives anew.

And for the bullying and humiliation that the original owner once received, he will help the original owner get it back.

He will also help guard the people the original owner cares about, or close relatives.

Let it be his reward for occupying this body.

In this way, the cause and effect between him and the original owner can be regarded as a conclusion.

"Jia Cong" secretly made up his mind and told himself that from now on, I will be this "Brother Cong".

But soon, when "Jia Cong" knew that his surname was Jia, he was at the Ningguo Mansion next door, helping a woman named Grandma Rong with the funeral, and she was dumbfounded.

fuck! Is it the red building?

He also didn't dress up as a general character, but became a dragon who appeared in the book no more than three times.

Moreover, his cheap father Jia She this time, is not so humiliated and humiliated as some fanciers have been whitewashed, but a true color embryo and a true playboy.

Classmate D: ... Haha, I'm a little familiar with this rant.

This male protagonist who came through is also a wonderful person!

Xiao D, who likes to secretly open the perspective of God, once again focused his attention on the male protagonist of this small world...