Chapter 114                                                             

If there is a threshold for historical changes, Zhou Mengchen quietly broke it without knowing it.

This lesson has profoundly proved something to him that from now on, he must participate in this PUBG battle with a more positive attitude.

This positive manifests itself in two aspects.

One aspect is its influence on Jiajing and its consolidation and development of its own power. After all, he has already ended up, and the power he already has, most of the time, when he loses power, is when he dies.

Another aspect is to spread scientific knowledge more actively and pass on the scientific system and knowledge as much as possible.

After all, he can die. The Tao cannot be lost.

For some reason, a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of Zhou Meng's eyes.

I don’t know if he slept for too long and was a little confused. Or was there a kind of worry and longing in his heart that erupted. Although Liang Yuan is good, he is not his hometown. If he has a choice, he would rather be scolded by his mentor.

Some noisy sounds came in outside, and it seemed that many people were coming, and Zhou Mengchen was also awakened by this sound.

Zhou Mengchen got out of bed, pushed the door out, yawned and said, "What---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

When Zhou Mengchen said "why", he still spoke normally, but when he said, "It's the matter", he had become a shocked tone that was almost lost.

Because he saw the big boxes and small boxes in the yard, and many newcomers filled Zhou Mengchen's yard with a large look of small.

"Mr. Zhou, you are awake." Huang Jin said: "This is a reward given by Your Majesty."

Zhou Mengchen said: "Is this all rewarded by Your Majesty?"

Huang Jin said: "Isn't that true?"

Huang Jin pulled Zhou Mengchen to open a box and said, "These clothes were prepared by Your Majesty himself. Although they were bright red, they did not use cinnabar. They were said to be shellac in the south. Anyway, they were rare things. Your Majesty tried a few pieces of clothes and felt satisfied, so he asked me to tell you."

Zhou Mengchen looked as light as a cicada's wings, and at first glance, he could see through several layers of fabric. It was like entering a museum to see artworks.

Before Huang Jin could stop, he pulled Zhou Mengchen to another box and opened it: "This is Your Majesty's move, moving from the Wanxiang Palace to the Yuxi Palace. Some things have no place to put, so I will give it to the gentleman. Don't worry, they are all high-quality products in the inner city. Your Majesty said in particular. If you are not in the imperial gift file, you can do whatever you want, and you will sell them. I will find you a next home."

You should know that the things given by the imperial gifts are often popular but not useful.

Not to mention it, it has no economic value. If it is lost, it will be considered a crime. Now Jiajing's words set a precedent for Zhou Mengchen.

But as long as Zhou Mengchen was not so poor that he was shorts, he would definitely not touch these things. After all, money was never the most important thing in the Ming Dynasty, and power was.

The imperial gifts are a symbol of power, and only those who are stupid will be sold.

Huang Jin pulled Zhou Mengchen to a pair of maids again.

This team of maids seemed to be in their teenage years. They all had beautiful faces and were exaggerated in their bodies, and they were almost certainly pregnant. Huang Jin said: "Your advice to Your Majesty, asking Your Majesty to eat more milk eggs. When Your Majesty used milk, he remembered Mr. Mr. and gave Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr

"I've seen the master." The wet nurses saluted one after another, and the thing swayed up and down like waves.

Zhou Mengchen couldn't react for a moment.

He didn't remember giving Jiajing too much advice to eat human milk. He suddenly remembered that he did suggest that Jiajing eat more egg milk and increase protein intake was one of the effective ways to eliminate heavy metal toxins. Even if it was placed in a hospital in later generations, doctors would recommend this.

It's just that he forgot one thing.

That is the same milk, different people understand differently.

Zhou Mengchenxia understood it as milk.

And Jiajing understood it as human milk.

After all, to be honest, China's history of eating milk has not been long, just a few decades.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Mengchen felt absurd, but he was also moved in his heart.

Although Zhou Mengchen knew how moody and even violent Emperor Jiajing was, facing such treatment was almost equivalent to taking off his clothes and promoting food and food. Although he did not have the desire to die in his heart - as a modern person, Zhou Mengchen could die for a certain idea, but it was a little difficult to let him die for a certain person. However, he still felt moved in his heart.

Even Zhou Mengchen may not have understood that Jiajing's technique is just a common method of winning over his subordinates. It is hard to say that it has some true feelings.

But he was still moved.

Zhou Mengchen said intimately: "I may have deceived him, and I cannot fulfill his dream of immortality. I will try my best to make him live longer and have a higher historical evaluation. It can be regarded as a repayment of the monarch and ministers' kindness."

Huang Jin looked at Zhou Mengchen's face and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, I have something to ask for, please borrow a step to talk about life."

Although Zhou Mengchen and Huang Jin have the initiative to change positions, the invisible alliance still exists and there is still a need to exist. Zhou Mengchen still has to give this face.

Zhou Mengchen and Huang Jin walked to the corner. Huang Jin told him a lot about the palace walls and said, "I really don't know what to do about this matter? I can only ask you to take action?"

Zhou Mengchen said, "Me? What can I do?"

Huang Jin said: "Although cinnabar is the most commonly used pigment, it may not necessarily be cinnabar. It is just that Your Majesty opened his mouth, and only you can make Your Majesty change his words. After all, this matter is of great importance, and the gentleman is unwilling to see it. The Zuo Shunmen incident will reappear in the Ming Dynasty."

When Zhou Mengchen heard this, his heart suddenly moved. He knew that this matter was reasonable and Zhou Mengchen wanted to help him.

If it really causes a fierce conflict between the palace and the outer court, it will inevitably affect Zhou Mengchen. After all, the source of all this is actually Zhou Mengchen's denial of Mercury.

But Zhou Mengchen didn't know where to speak and said, "Eunuch Huang, the friendship between you and me must be helpful. But how should I help?"

Huang Jin lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I don't think Your Majesty wants to see this situation. He just doesn't want to see cinnabar red in the palace. As for whether the palace is red, can it be negotiated? And I have also seen that although cinnabar red is the most correct, there is no red without cinnabar. I have seen that craftsmen can use red iron stone to make red, but the color is a bit dim. In fact, Mr. Xia doesn't care too much about what pigments are used, and the red is also a bit biased, but Mr. Xia can also step down."

Zhou Mengchen said, "Since this is possible, then let's go and advise Your Majesty?"

Huang Jin smiled and said, "Oh, my Mr. Zhou, how can you say this now? Even if Your Majesty regrets it, his tone has not passed. Now he will say it, it is not adding fuel to the fire. It is counterproductive."

Zhou Mengchen said: "Eunuch Huang, what do you mean?"

Huang Jin said: "I can delay the repair for a few days now and focus on Yuxi Palace. I can make excuses. However, can you do anything to make Your Majesty happy in the past few days? Only by taking advantage of Your Majesty's happiness can this matter be raised."

Zhou Mengchen said: "The only thing that makes Your Majesty happy is the only thing to change blood."

Zhou Mengchen thought that once the blood exchange was successful, it would definitely make the emperor very happy. After all, this incident confirmed the possibility of Zhou Mengchen's way of immortality.

Huang Jin asked carefully: "Can you be faster? Is life at stake?"

Seeing Huang Jin's appearance, Zhou Mengchen wailed in his heart and said, "I just came out of a fatal experiment and have a new topic." Especially after this time, Zhou Mengchen had some trouble with medical things.

But Zhou Mengchen also knew that the matter was of great importance, so he just said, "I will do it immediately and I will seize the time."

Huang Jin said: "Then thank Mr. Zhou, please rest assured in the future. If there is anything in the palace, everything is mixed."

Zhou Mengchen said, "In this way, I'll trouble my father-in-law."
Chapter completed!