Hongwu Survival Guide

Chapter 105 Yes

After checking the Hanyu Pinyin that the women sorted out during the day as an important teaching material, Zhu Yuan completed today's work log ahead of schedule, and when it was dusk, he rushed to the Huagao mansion next door.

It's bustling here.

Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, Huagao in red and new clothes greeted the guests in person, smiling like an old farmer whose home had just been demolished, brought Zhu Yuan to the main table in the main hall, and called a singer to wait on him, and exchanged some pleasantries. Just went out again.

Zhu Yuan chatted with Wu Zhen, the deputy governor of the navy who was sitting next to him, feeling a soft body beside him getting closer and closer, and looked over with a smile.

This is a little girl of at least seventeen or eighteen years old.

Not their own food.

He just smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

Seeing that the rumored little adult didn't refuse, and asked herself with a warm smile, the singer immediately posted again, and said softly, "My slave's name is Qin'er."

Because of the accent, Zhu Yuan was not sure, so he asked, "Qin'er?"

The singer carefully said: "It's refreshing."

Zhu Yuan nodded, and said again: "There is only one Qin'er, which is not very harmonious. This kind of name should make up a pair."

Diva blinked her eyes, her eyes seemed to be able to speak with just the right expectation and inquiry.

Zhu Yuan also smiled and continued: "For example, if you are refreshing, you can have another exciting. One Qiner, one button."

Diva curled her lips: "My lord is really funny."

Zhu Yuan just smiled, and just happened to enter the door frequently, so he turned his attention again and talked about the conscription after Mingzhou Guard was changed to Yinghai Guard.Lao Zhu doesn't expect too much from Yinghaiwei, but everyone in Yinghaiwei still hopes to make contributions.

After all, there are idlers waiting around, so we can't talk too deeply.

When Huagao returned to his seat again, the topic became so relaxed that it was not serious. Zhu Yuan took the initiative to ask, "Which girl?"

Hua Gao still looked like he had just received the demolition money, and said with a smile: "Changzhou Shen Mao is a matchmaker. She is a young girl from Wenzhou Chi's Maritime Merchant Chijing. Anyone who proposes a marriage must step through the threshold. It is also my old Hua's luck, the horoscope, together, too well, this year will definitely be successful."

Hua Gao's voice is quite loud, and everyone congratulated him when he said that.

Zhu Yuan noticed a problem, but he couldn't hold back after thinking about it, and asked one more question: "How old are you?"

Hua Gao didn't shy away from it, and shook his head and began to write poems: "Ping Ping is more than thirteen, cardamom is at the beginning of February."

Zhu Yuan: "..."

Seeing the congratulations all around again, Zhu Yuan remembered that this was in ancient times.

Ok.

Seeing that Huagao is so happy today, I will not pour cold water on it for the time being, but I still mentioned something that came to mind in the afternoon: "My lord, I told you earlier that the microscope is related to you, remember?"

Hua Gao thought for a while, then nodded, not knowing why Zhu Yuan suddenly mentioned this.

Zhu Yuan said: "It's about a certain issue that you are most concerned about. Specifically, I will take the time to chat with Mr. Dai and ask him to find you again."

Speaking of the things that concern him most, Hua Gao certainly understands what it is. Even if he has a good fortune today, but he can add a few fortunes, the more the better, the more the better. Impatient, he grabbed Zhu Yuan's little hand: " Hanlin, don't wait for the time, the rebirth is in the side hall..." Then he turned his head and told the maid: "... hurry up, please come to the rebirth."

Dai Sanchun will arrive soon.

Hua Gao waved away the singing girl Qin'er next to Zhu Yuan, motioned for Dai Sanchun to sit down, and listened attentively while poking his head.

Zhu Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head: "This matter is not suitable for public discussion, my lord, I will tell Mr. Dai privately later."

Dai Sanchun was at a loss.

Seeing this, Hua Gao could only give up temporarily.

The atmosphere soon became lively again.

Zhu Yuan still couldn't stay longer, he couldn't drink, and he couldn't bear this kind of noisy occasion, so he only stayed for less than a quarter of an hour, and then he took the initiative to leave. Everyone knew his physical condition, and no one would feel rude, Hua Gao He also personally sent Zhu Yuan out, and dragged Dai Sanchun along by the way.

Obviously, still not forgotten.

Zhu Yuan could only take the two of them to a corner of the courtyard, briefly said a few words about the little comet and the little sun, and then let Dai Sanchun take care of it, and also reminded him to make comparisons, and the current microscope He really doesn't know whether the multiple can be seen or not.

It was obvious that Master Hua was eager to try on the spot.

Although this is a very common physical examination in later generations, Zhu Yuan still felt quite ashamed when the three big men discussed this, and soon ran away.

When I got home, I entered the door, changed the sedan chair, and walked all the way to the west courtyard.

Suddenly he didn't want to go back to the inner courtyard, so he gave an order and turned to the courtyard of the study building.

The servant woman with the lantern shouted to open the door. The courtyard here seemed very quiet at first, only the lights of each house were on. This was the first time that the master came, and it immediately became lively.

Ming Lun Tang in the main room lit the lamp.

Zhu Yuan entered the door and looked around. It was originally the study place for the children of the former master’s family, which was similar to a classroom. It was used for a short time to accommodate some girls. I bought an oversized five-bay study room.

It is entirely Zhu Yuan's personal preference, the bookshelves are like a maze, full of all kinds of books.

The bookshelf reaching the roof is still like a partition wall, and divides the room into about five compartments. The innermost sides on both sides are used for rest, the easternmost one is like a bedroom with a bed, and the westernmost one is placed by the window. A couch.

Zhu Yuan simply walked around to have a look, and then stopped in the westernmost room.

Without Zhu Yuan's instructions, the women and girls who gathered here added lamps, re-spread the mattress, helped the little master change his clothes with slippers, and carefully asked Zhu Yuan if he wanted tea.

When I heard the news that Xieyi brought a certain girl with a sack to rush over, Zhu Yuan sat cross-legged on the couch, flipping through a book of poems, hugging the girl beside him, and was naming her.

Mainly when I was at Huagao, I was accidentally aroused by the hobby of naming.

In this matter, Zhu Yuan found more and more that he and Lao Zhu still had something in common.

Seeing that it was rare for his petty official to be so casual without worrying about business, Xieyi stood outside and looked around, but didn't go over to bother her, but just ordered the woman next to her to bring some quilts to serve as a backrest for her petty official. Sitting cross-legged is uncomfortable.

This is a frontier poetry collection.

It seems inappropriate to name a girl, but Zhu Yuan thought it was more interesting because of the contrast. After flipping through it for a while, he said to the girl next to him who always looked pleasing to the eye, "How are you, Loulan?"

The girl who stuck to her master like a boneless snake nodded, poked her head and glanced, and said softly, "Okay."

Zhu Yuan pretended to be proud: "Of course, I will name it."

The freshly baked Loulan girl squeezed to the side again, with a low voice: "My lord, why don't they all go to rest, slave...tonight with my lord...the battle of yellow sand."

Zhu Yuan: "..."

Is Wang Changling's classic "March in the Army" going to be dirty starting today?But the ancients, the minds are really not simple.

The punished girl scratched the waist of the girl next to her a few times, causing a series of coquettish smiles. Zhu Yuan looked to the side and motioned to another young woman in her 20s: "Come."

The woman was standing behind a few small water onions, her eyebrows lowered and her eyes pleasing to the eye. When she heard the words, she thought she had heard wrongly. When she confirmed that the master was calling her, tears immediately fell down. She wiped her eyes and leaned forward, telling Zhu Yuan Look helpless.

Why do you look a bit like Qing Niang?

When the woman climbed up the soft cave and crawled to the other side of him, Zhu Yuan said: "You don't need to choose your name, Lihua, but I also combined a frontier poem, do you know which one it is?"

The woman had just carefully imitated the appearance of Loulan on the other side, and put a small hand over, and shook her head with a confused look on her face.

Lou Lan immediately said: "My lord, she can't read, she's boring, let her go."

The woman subconsciously hugged Zhu Yuan's arm, and when she realized that she had lost her composure, she let go like a spring, hung her head, and said nothing.

Zhu Yuan raised his hand and pinched the little chin of the girl next to him: "If you are so unforgiving, I will send you away."

Lou Lan pouted, with a small resentment on her face, but said no more.

Zhu Yuan looked to the side: "Who knows which frontier poem has the intention of pear blossom?"

Before the other girls could answer, Lou Lan had already said: "Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom."

Most of the women next to me showed disappointed expressions, but a voice said: "Your Excellency asked which poem, not that poem, and the answer should be Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sending Judge Wu Returns to Beijing"."

Zhu Yuan looked at a girl with an oval face who spoke, and said with a smile, "That's right, your name is... well, plug it in."

The oval-faced girl immediately bowed down: "Thank you sir for giving me your name."

Loulan's discordant voice immediately sounded from the side: "Stop it, it's so ugly."

Saishang got up and countered Lou Lan and said, "Your Excellency named us after the frontier poems, and I named 'Saishang'. Bill and others are all appropriate."

Lou Lan: "..."

Zhu Yuan smiled and said, "You're too good at talking, your mouth is so sweet, come, let me taste it."

The oval-faced plug stepped forward a little bit, deliberately pushing Lou Lan closer to his master.

Then came a series of names, 'Baideng', 'Lonely City', 'Chungui', 'Tianshan', 'Zuiwo', 'Kongliu', 'Yumen', 'West Out', 'Boundless', 'Hundreds'. War' and so on.

At first glance, it doesn't sound like a name.

Not to mention it is the name of a group of beautiful women, but after thinking about it repeatedly, I feel that it actually has a different charm.

Zhu Yuan picked up more than 30 names in one breath and was very happy, so he listened to the song again.

Then go to bed.

A poem comes to mind before falling asleep.

The small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the iron horse glacier fell into a dream.

He fell asleep on the couch in the westernmost room, but when he woke up, he was on the bed in the easternmost room, with two strange girls beside him. After thinking about it, he remembered.

Plug, Loulan.

Two tit for tat.

When he found that his little official woke up, Xieyi appeared immediately, accompanied by the sack girl, and sent the two girls away very rudely, and then he and Lin Xiaoyu helped his little official get dressed, saying: "Little girl Officer, Master Hua has sent people over to ask questions several times."

Zhu Yuan sat by the bed, let Xieyi put on his shoes, and at the same time held Lin Xiaoyu in front of him, put his head on it and continued to doze off, and said, "What's wrong?"

A certain person became the bridegroom's official last night. This early in the morning, wouldn't it be a bigger problem, staying up all night, right?

Thinking with a bit of evil taste, he dictated: "I don't know, but it may be related to Mr. Dai."

Zhu Yuan immediately understood.

When it comes to giving birth to a son, a certain person is really not sloppy at all.

The problem is, you two can just toss about this matter, why call yourself?
I really don't want to get involved.

However, after breakfast, Zhu Yuan still came to the outer courtyard.

Hua Gao is waiting in Zhu Yuan's office.

Seeing Hua Gao, Zhu Yuan was startled.

Compared with the state of the old farmer who received the demolition money last night, the current Huagao, only looking at the two dark circles, seems to have been tricked to go to Macau after receiving the demolition money, and returned to the pre-liberation overnight.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Yuan tentatively asked, "Are you taking medicine indiscriminately again?"

Hua Gao was fiddling with a set of working rules, when he heard this, he grinned: "The secret recipe."

Zhu Yuan didn't let him get up, pulled a chair and sat down beside him, and asked, "Did you show it to Mr. Dai?"

"It's definitely not poisonous this time," Hua Gao said firmly, "Show him, and he will only say it's useless."

Zhu Yuan: "..."

After thinking for a while, Zhu Yuan said, "Actually, I discovered a problem yesterday, about you...that."

Hua Gao regained his energy immediately, and the dark circles under his eyes seemed to fade a little: "What?"

Zhu Yuandao: "One of the simplest physiological knowledge I know is that the best childbearing age for human beings should be between 20 and 30 years old, especially for women. After all, they have to conceive in October, so they are too old or too young. The chances of having a baby are greatly reduced.”

Hua Gao blinked his small eyes a few times: "Hanlin, how do you... know?"

Think about the little girl from last night.

This... If it is true, it is a big problem.

"I'm an expert in the world, of course I know." Zhu Yuan couldn't explain it, so he could only do everything, and said: "Besides, you should use your brain to think about it, is it true? For example, the fruit on the tree, Only when it is fully ripe can the seeds inside grow, and it is more likely to become another fruit tree if it is planted. If a fruit is picked early, even if there are seeds in it, it will be shriveled."

Hua Gao blinked again and again, looked at Zhu Yuan, with resentment: "Hanlin, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhu Yuan: "..."

This time is so busy, who has time to worry about your crap.

Hua Gao quickly remembered another matter, and poked his head over: "Hanlin, since that's the case, you... I know about your back house, just... is there any movement?"

Zhu Yuan shook his head: "I'm young, and I don't want children yet."

Until now, in fact, there was only one time on my birthday.

Perhaps it was because of his young age, Zhu Yuan boasted that he could have self-control, and he was not greedy for certain things.

When Hua Gao heard the words, he immediately persuaded: "Hanlin, you can't wait for this matter, you have to think about it, otherwise, when you get to me... 啐, I won't say such bad words, you remember to think about it."

Zhu Yuan could only vaguely pass.

After talking like this for a while, Dai Sanchun finally appeared, took a look at Hua Gao's face, frowned, and didn't say anything, just called Hua Gao to follow him.

Zhu Yuan didn't want to follow, but was pulled up by Hua Gao and forced to join in the fun.

He didn't do his business, so he embarrassedly accompanied him for a while. After half an hour, Dai Sanchun finally came out of his laboratory-like room, glanced at Huagao with a worried face, and nodded slightly: "Yes, but..."

Before the 'but' was over, Hua Gao patted his thigh and ran out with a groan, as if he was going home.

Zhu Yuan thinks that Mr. Hua is almost shouting "Hey, I'm hit".

Dai Sanchun looked at Huagao's disappearing direction, twitched the corners of his mouth, and then slowly finished his words: "... less."

Zhu Yuan vaguely remembered that few should be a very serious problem, but in comparison, having is the most important.After all, with the medical standards of this era, if Dai Sanchun gives a 'no' answer, then Master Hua will stop thinking about it for the rest of his life.

(End of this chapter)