Brother Zheng's eyes flickered, but he gave up on this idea in the end.
Which Imperial Entertainment would incite others to rebel?
At this moment, Meng Tian suddenly said,""Your Majesty, you should rest for now. Your dragon body is more important.”
When Brother Zheng heard this, he sighed in his heart. His children and grandchildren had their own blessings. It was better not to think too much about it. After a while, the nervous Brother Zheng fell asleep.
About an hour later.
Song Yuan returned with a cloth bag.
"Song Yuan, Master is asleep." Meng Tian quickly got up and whispered.”
He looked at Brother Zheng, who was snoring loudly, and could not help but laugh."It's good to rest more."
He seemed to have sensed something.
Brother Zheng did an Ancestral Dragon Somersault and opened his eyes. He scanned his surroundings and slowly came back to his senses when he saw Song Yuan.
He rubbed his eyes and said,"Sigh, I actually fell asleep. My body really can't take it."”
"Father-in-law, you just didn't rest well last night. In addition, your illness just acted up, so you're naturally tense and want to rest."”
Brother Zheng opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
From Song Yuan's words, he seemed to know that they were the ones who went to plow the fields last night.
Seeing his father-in-law's speechless expression, Song Yuan knew that his guess was right. It was indeed his father-in-law and the others who went to plow the fields last night.
However, he didn't intend to expose it. After all, it would only increase the awkwardness. He took the initiative to change the topic."Since you're up, take your medicine first.”
Brother Zheng nodded and took the bag from Song Yuan.
He opened it and felt a sense of familiarity. It was still the original recipe, a brewing potion.
Brother Zheng started to brew the medicine with ease. After the medicinal herbs were soaked, a strong smell hit his face.
"Why are you so aggressive?"
Brother Zheng was puzzled. When he was recuperating, although the medicine he took did not taste good, it smelled like ordinary medicine.
However, the taste of the black medicinal liquid in front of him was indescribable.
Song Yuan persuaded," Good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. Father-in-law, pinch your nose and drink it. What are you afraid of?"”
Afraid?
Brother Zheng's face hardened. He had never been afraid of anything in his life!
Brother Zheng took a deep breath and swallowed the potion.
'Ugh!
The taste was so bitter that Brother Zheng almost vomited. Even after drinking it, he still retched.
Brother Zheng hurriedly drank a mouthful of Da Hong Pao and rinsed his mouth. Then, he said,"Did you do it on purpose?"
Song Yuan spread his hands." That's it. If you don't want to take the medicine, we'll do a craniotomy. We'll get it done in one go!"”
Brother Zheng quickly waved his hand.”
He didn't want to have a craniotomy. Just thinking about it made him panic.
Meng Tian looked at the Emperor's deflated expression and could not help but lower her head to hold back her laughter. Such a scene was rare. The person in front of her was the Great Qin's Ancestral Dragon!
After a while, Brother Zheng pursed his lips. There was still only bitterness.
However, the pain in the back of his head had completely disappeared, and his mind was clearer. He calmed down.
He heaved a sigh of relief and said,"Not bad. The effect of your medicine is not bad."”
"Yes, you must remember to drink it every day, old man," said Song Yuan.”
Brother Zheng's expression froze and he asked hesitantly,"Must I drink it every day?"
When Song Yuan saw this, he frowned and said," It's best to drink it every day. Of course, if you can guarantee that you can keep your mind calm, you don't have to drink it every day. But at least one dose every three days!"”
Brother Zheng heaved a sigh of relief and asked,"If the illness acts up, can you drink this to stop it?”
"No," Song Yuan shook his head and said,"If the illness acts up, we can only resist it."”
Brother Zheng nodded slowly. Thinking of the intense pain he had just experienced and his numb arm, he asked again,"What if you can't?"
Meng Tian also realized the seriousness of the problem and looked at Song Yuan seriously.
"Father-in-law, why don't you make a will first?" Song Yuan sighed.”
“...”
Brother Zheng immediately fell silent. Song Yuan did not know his identity, so he naturally did not know how many things were involved in his will.
"Is there no way to remedy this?" Meng Tian asked hesitantly.”
" You can come and find me." Song Yuan smiled faintly." If you're in time, there's still hope."”
He did not mention the surgery because it would be useless to say it. It was better to leave it as a suspense.
Meng Tian heaved a sigh of relief. Brother Zheng also laughed and scolded,""You brat, don't speak halfway. Just now, my qi and blood were in turmoil again, and I almost fell ill again!”
Song Yuan chuckled and changed the topic.""Alright, let's not talk about this. Let's talk about something else.”
Brother Zheng also nodded. This topic was too depressing.
Among the three of them, Brother Zheng was the First Emperor, Meng Tian was the commander of the army, so they were naturally experienced and knowledgeable people. Song Yuan was also a transmigrator, so he had seen and heard a lot.
The conversation continued, and they did not even stop for lunch, causing Ying Shiman to roll her eyes.
In the afternoon, after Brother Zheng and Brother Li left, Song Yuan taught Song Yuanlong how to make cement and had him start building the steel factory.
Song Yuan did not leave either. He was planning the construction plan for the steel factory.
Song Yuan was busy all the way until the afternoon when he finally finished work and went home.
On the way, he met his father-in-law and Butler Ji again. However, this time, Elder Wang, Ji Qing, and Li Qi were also there.
When Brother Zheng saw Song Yuan, he said loudly,""Let's go and see how your little cottage is doing!”
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