Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 1998 An'er catches Zhou
On this day, Zhao Wangfu's own family held a family banquet in Shizifu, not only to celebrate An'er's birthday, but also to congratulate them on moving into the new mansion. Since then, they have stood alone and established their own family.

At first, no guests were notified, but around noon, the prince came with the princess and three children.

They came here on behalf of the emperor, and they gave a lot of gifts, and they left after watching An'er Zhuzhou.

An'er sat on a medical book, first grabbed a wooden sword in his hand, turned his head to look at it, and then freed his other hand to grab an ingot of gold in his hand, smiling happily.

Everyone had different thoughts when they saw it, but Lin Xiaofu's expression was a little ugly.

This brat actually sits medical books under his little ass. Does he want to study medicine or does he hate to study medicine?
Didn't know that learning medicine and refining medicine can earn so much gold?

And Zhao Zicheng liked it very much when he saw his son holding the little sword, so he was naturally very happy.

He felt that his son had inherited his preferences, and would be a young master of Guiyun Village with high martial arts skills in the future.

Prince Zhao was going back after dinner, so Zhao Zicheng invited him to the study to talk about his next plan.

Knowing that they were leaving Beijing to return home to visit relatives, Prince Zhao immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at him seriously: "Aren't you afraid that people will discover your origin?"

"My family will leave first. My wife and I will be two days later. Who knows us when we leave the capital? Now that I've been back for so long, people will know my origin and they won't be able to threaten me."

"I think that since those companies were arrested last time, no one should be so ignorant. Didn't my father say that there are almost no posts for our couple now? It seems that everyone has given up their minds."

After tossing about for half a year, the people who originally planned for him obviously knew that this road was dead, and although his decision not to enter the imperial court was not a simile of the imperial decree, they should have seen it clearly in the past six months.

A prince's son who has no status but no real power just cools down the Prince Zhao's mansion, so what is there to curry favor with?
Time can precipitate many things, including those floating thoughts.

"Forget it, you have never traveled so far, and you are only busy making money when you arrive in the capital. It's okay to go back and have a look, take a walk around, and return to the capital before the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Wangye agreed, as long as he has a successor, as long as the son recognizes his ancestors and returns to the clan, it will be fine. When the son grows up, can he still accompany him at his knees all the time?

He will also go out of Beijing to find out the follow-up of last year's disaster relief and see how this year's spring plowing and summer planting arrangements are going.

The father and son talked for a while, and it was a farewell.

Afterwards, Prince Zhao hugged An'er and kissed several times, and told An'er with a smile: "Good grandson, next time I see Grandpa, I will be able to shout, and next time Grandpa will listen to you."

The next time, half a year later, An'er will naturally be able to shout.

After Prince Zhao left, Zhao Zicheng's family lived in the Shizi Mansion for another day, tidying up and arranging various places to take care of things.

After that, I went back to the pharmacy. At the end of March, all the orders were finished, including Zong Ren'an, who added another [-] boxes.

In the future, I will not use so many pharmacies to refine so many medicines for the time being. Although the enthusiasm for Yangyan Pills has not yet passed, the enthusiasm for replenishment has subsided a lot and stabilized.

The follow-up medicine will be led by Fang Changxue to continue to fill up his own warehouse, and those apprentices from Ren'an will not be afraid that no one will use it.

The little drug boys who are free continue to read and recognize characters and learn medicinal materials, leaving the busy process of catching up with the goods, and then start to learn from the beginning in a down-to-earth manner.

(End of this chapter)