Chapter 237 The elder brother who betrayed his younger brother

Chapter 237 The elder brother who betrayed his younger brother

In front of Shan Li, Song Qingci doesn't need to hide his methods.

Stop bleeding, clean wounds, administer medication, and give intravenous drips. This whole set of actions took half an hour.

"Why don't you go and have a rest first? I'll be watching over here."

Song Qingci wanted to rest, but tonight was more important, so she had no choice but to ask Shan Li to rest.

There is simply no point in wasting both of them here.

"No, I'll go with you." Shan Li didn't want to leave.

Although this man was seriously injured, he is still a man.

I would be a fool to leave now.

"Okay, whatever you want." Song Qingci had already said what he needed to say, so forget it since he didn't want to.

"Who are you going to send to Yongchang Marquis's Mansion to take over the farm tomorrow?"

Now that I have some free time, I can't just sit there. I need to talk.

"Feng Yi, for example. He's been doing a pretty good job lately." Song Qingci felt that Feng Yi was more and more useful.

There are maids like Yinxing in the mansion. If it comes to matters outside the mansion, Feng Yi is more useful at the moment.

"That's not right." Shan Li denied, "Feng Yi's status is not high enough. If he goes, he may not get anything back."

"Then who do you think is suitable to go?" Song Qingci thought about it for a moment and felt that if Feng went, he might not be able to handle it.

After all, that prince is quite shameless.

"Shan Heng, right? It would be nice to find him something to do."

He is indeed the eldest brother! He really doesn't show any mercy when it comes to pitting his younger brother.

"If you let him go, then you will really break off relations with the Yongchang Marquisate." Song Qingci thought about it and decided to give him a reminder.

"We have already fallen out tonight. Li Yanzhi is a man of small matters. Not only did he lose face tonight, but he also lost a lot of money. There is no need to negotiate."

The Yongchang Marquis' Mansion is a royalist party. They are not in the same camp as the Zhenguo General's Mansion.

There is nothing wrong with this now.

"It's fine if you think it's okay." Song Qingci stopped worrying. Shan Li was not a brainless person. Since he had made such a decision, he would not say anything more.

"We have three more farms now, so we need to find some farmers to take care of them. I want to plant more peppers this time." Song Qingci said what he was thinking, "The demand for peppers in the Moon Viewing Tower is still quite high. The stock I have here is only enough for one year. If we can plant some this year, we can continue to grow later."

Shan Li had also tasted the taste of chili pepper, which was stronger and more fragrant than that of dogwood.

Shan Li had no objection to planting this, but he thought of the seeds he had mentioned before, so he asked, "Does the pepper seeds have any gene lock?"

A Ci said that seeds with gene locks cannot be planted a second time.

"There are some, but the pepper seeds are not locked with high-yield genes, but domesticated wild genes. The general meaning is that you can continue to plant them, but the harvest and appearance will be affected to a certain extent. However, such an impact may cause them to be domesticated again after planting for several generations. The impact is not great, don't worry."

Chili peppers are different from rice and wheat, so Song Qingci is relatively confident about its cultivation. And the reason why she copied so many books on agricultural cultivation is to find experienced farmers to carefully cultivate and tend to the crops according to the copied methods.

She never denied the wisdom of the ancients. No matter when, there are always a group of top smart talents. Huaguo has it, and Dachen naturally has it too.

Moreover, even if she didn't have any, the pepper seeds she had would be enough to last for decades.

Chili is just a condiment, not a staple food, and does not require thousands of acres of cultivation.

"Well, I'll go back and look for an experienced farmer." Shan Li was relieved to hear that Ah Ci already had a plan.

It is his job to arrange people.

As for high fever, it’s late but it arrives.

When it was almost dawn, the person on the couch still had a high fever.

Song Qingci did not panic, but injected the antipyretic medicine that had been prepared long ago into the infusion tube.

The medicine arrived, and in less than half an hour, the high fever subsided.

Shan Li stayed by his side the whole time, without saying a word.

After all the medicine was injected into the body, Song Qingci pulled out the needle and put it into the space.

"Okay, you ask someone to look after him. I'll go back and rest first. He can't eat much right now, you ask someone to make him some ginseng soup to replenish his blood." After tossing and turning all night, Song Qingci was still very tired. She wanted to go back and catch up on some sleep.

"Also, don't forget to ask Shan Heng to go to Yongchang Marquis's Mansion to ask for the manor. You can't let go of what you have."

"I know. Your things will definitely come to you."

Yin Xing originally wanted to go to the study to find the young lady early in the morning, but was stopped by Feng Yi, who said that it was not suitable for her to go now and asked her to go back and wait.

We waited until almost noon.

"Madam! Why are you so tired?!" Yin Xing felt distressed when she saw the tired look on Madam's face.

This young general really doesn't have any sympathy for others, right? !

It’s only been one night, how come all the energy in the young lady’s body has been almost drained away!

"I'm going to take a nap. Don't wake me up for dinner. I'll eat after I wake up." Song Qingci said and headed for his bed.

Now, only the bedding and pillow are closest to her.

Song Qingci slept until sunset.

Yin Xing was thinking that if the young lady didn't wake up, she really wanted to call for help.

"Madam, are you hungry? I have made some chicken soup in the small kitchen. Would you like some?"

"Okay." Song Qingci was really a little hungry. She was busy all night last night and slept all day today. She was really hungry.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you right away." She learned how to make chicken soup from Yinling.

Just as Yinxing brought the chicken soup to the door, she met Shan Li who was returning to her room.

He took the soup from Yinxing's hand and closed the door.

Yin Xing looked at her empty hands and thought, is she going to go in now? !

"Why did you bring it here? Where's Yinxing?" Song Qingci rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Shan Li looked at Song Qingci, who was only wearing a middle-length shirt, and didn't know where to look for a moment.

"Ahem. The temperature of this soup is just right, drink it up quickly," he said, a little shakily, as he put down the soup bowl.

"Thank you." Song Qingci sat down on the seat with a big sword, then picked up the spoon and started drinking.

Well, it tastes good, very delicious.

It seems that Yinling has passed down her skills.