His Majesty the Emperor was thinking a lot, and Cheng Taizhong said in an orderly manner: "It seems that the more members, the greater the chance of winning the championship, but as the members increase, the cost pressure of the arena will double. Each arena has an upper limit that cannot be broken, otherwise even if we win the championship, we will lose money and overdraw the potential of the arena. For example, we Mu Yue, 320 members are the limit, which is also the limit that our talent team can cultivate.

In this case, every team entering the playoffs is incomplete, with a lack of players and injuries, and the role of the team doctor is infinitely magnified.

The life potential of top-notch warriors is very strong. Unless they have broken heads and brains, they can basically persist until the end of the game. A good team doctor can make the injured miss only six or seven games, while a poor team doctor will make the players miss more than ten or even twenty games. The result can be imagined."

Cheng Taizhong sighed: "This is also an important reason why we are so far from the top fighting arenas such as Shenwu. After thousands of years of accumulation, their foundation is in all aspects. Shenwu fighting arenas contains more than 20 secret recipes for treating bruises and injuries. They are all made through a lot of practice and can be used to target various situations and are extremely effective. Their injured team members only need to miss six games on average, and although we have paid a lot of money to hire famous doctors, they still want to miss ten games on average.

This also has another impact. All warriors who are determined to become trendsetters in the arena will definitely choose this kind of arena as their first choice, and the remaining talents are picked up by the arena behind. This makes the stronger the strong, the weaker the weaker.

I heard that most miraculous doctors in the world are in the big house, and there are countless medical classics and secret recipes. If Your Majesty can invite an imperial physician with excellent medical skills to join Mu Yue during the playoffs and get a few more secret recipes that are effective in treating bruises and injuries, I guarantee that this year's profit will be twice that of last year!"

I really want to help, but His Majesty the Emperor was a little scared, thinking to myself that if Qin Xiang knew about it, would he be disappointed with me... Hey, I have this kind of thought for Mao?

A little inspiration flashed from his heart, and His Majesty the Emperor said with a look of "This is a trivial matter": "There is no need to be such a trouble, just a secret recipe."

"What secret recipe?"

"I found it from the seclusion place of Taizong on the top of the Holy Hall!" His Majesty the Emperor said mysteriously.

"Then...that's really a priceless treasure."

Cheng Taizhong stammered and said that although the twenty-first layer above the temple was secret to the world, the more mysterious it was, the more rumored it was not. I thought that the treasures I took out from there were the same level as the Immortal Pill Spirit Grass that fell from the fairy world.

His Majesty the Emperor said seriously: "I see that you are quite talented and are willing to use you. I hope you don't disappoint me.

I just pretended that I hadn’t said anything. I will give you this secret recipe now. You know this and don’t leave the news. Well… you are a smart person.”

Cheng Taizhong was so excited that he knelt down and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, you have to pay so much attention. If the grass-roots dare to have other intentions, I will be punished by cutting them into pieces!"

His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I believe you, come with the pen and ink, and I will tell you the secret recipe."

Cheng Taizhong took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and respectfully spread it in front of the emperor. The emperor reached out and wanted to take the pen, and suddenly he was in the air: "Oh no, my brush calligraphy is ugly and I can't see anyone."

He showed a thoughtful look, then shook his head and said, "I still can't leave a handle on this matter, I'll read you to write it."

After saying the word "handle", Cheng Taizhong naturally did not dare to let His Majesty the Emperor take action. He respectfully wrote down the names and counterweights of the dozen medicinal herbs that the emperor recited.

"...In addition to medicinal materials, this secret recipe is the longer the year, the better. The closer the different medicinal materials, the better. The combination is as accurate as possible.

Another key point is that even the key point of becoming a magical medicine or a waste product. The order of drug administration and the control requirements for heat control are extremely strict. I will continue to remember..."

After Cheng Taizhong wrote more than ten pages in small characters on fly regular script, His Majesty the Emperor drank three cups of tea before he finally finished it.

Cheng Taizhong looked at such a complex and exquisite secret recipe and thought that he would not be wrong. This is definitely a priceless secret recipe.

His Majesty the Emperor also thought so. He relied on this to withstand the dragon energy that cursed the three emperors to death. It would be unreasonable to be unpredictable if it was not precious.

After finishing, I had a few instructions and no longer had the intention to play with him. I went to play with my sister-in-law... Bah, I'm having a wife.

I found Wan'er, Xiuxiu and others to watch the competition together, and it was really inserted into it. The weapon flying at high speed in the sky really made people feel cold. I can't vent the emotions in my heart without shouting, stimulating, frightening, and confusion...

When he got on the car back home, he had a new understanding.

This is a part of the civilization-level monster cultivated by Emperor Taizong. Under the gentle and orderly surface, a bloodthirsty and war-loving gene is planted.

When the team reached a fork in the road, he felt aroused in his heart and said, "Wan'er, let's go and have a walk there."

"What's there to visit over there?" Yao Wan'er turned her head and looked at the street.

At first he was puzzled, then raised his eyebrows, stared at His Majesty the Emperor, and said in an orderly tone: "Don't go!"

"Okay, if you don't go, I won't go. If I have the chance, I will go alone." His Majesty the Emperor muttered with bronchitis.

"Secretly, you are not allowed to go. You think I don't know. Mo Danqing's ever-lasting shop is on that street, right? Humph!"

It seemed that the violent soul was awakened. When she thought of those unsightly things, she really wanted to grab his ears and pull them wildly.

His Majesty the Emperor stared at her face and turned around, saying, "No, why do you have such a deep prejudice against him? It's impossible for you to have that incident. Did something make you deepen your disgust towards him later?"

Yao Wan'er's face turned red in an instant, as if something despised was exposed. Looking at the bastard's eyes that were more and more radiant, she was embarrassed and angry. She stretched out her slender fingers and pulled someone's ears by 180 degrees, gritting her teeth and said:

"I'll take it as a joke if you don't say it, but I don't care. Instead, I want to come and see me for jokes about the unethical things you did. Are you very proud, are you very proud? You are very..."

Just as she was venting happily, she found that this guy didn't even shout for mercy. She was surprised. When she looked closely, she screamed in surprise and instantly threw His Majesty the Emperor away. Her fingers felt smooth, as if they were touched with something disgusting. There seemed to be a spring under her butt and jumped away.

Only then did she notice that the other people had different expressions. While scolding "Little Bastard!", she pretended to be nothing, she looked out the window, but she was actually ashamed to see people.

His Majesty the Emperor sat up with some regret and reflected in his heart that I would pretend to be very painful next time.

For the palace, except for the larger territory, all the buildings are more square and serious, the emperor, the descendant and the concubine have no special feeling. Instead, the newly renovated Xiaoyao Hou Mansion gives people a sense of intimacy and gentleness. Therefore, after two days of vacation, everyone did not return to Da Nei, and lived their own life comfortably and comfortably in Xiaoyao Hou Mansion.

Yao Wan'er also believes that men should focus on career and should not be too leisurely. In theory, they should dislike the emperor who does nothing every day.

But she had her own thoughts. His Majesty’s new emperor ascended the throne, and Prime Minister Qin covered the sky with his own hands. His Majesty was an emperor who was undermined. The imperial city was a cage for him, suppressed and suffocated. He escaped and returned to his former residence where he had lived for more than 20 years. Although he laughed, he gave me a smile, and the sadness was in his own heart.

She felt that she could not be too selfish. She would spend more time at home every day and go home after get off work. She would eat and chat with him like a couple for many years. In this silent daily life, she had quietly made a place in her heart.

She knew that things would happen between husband and wife and there would be no twists and turns.

One day, perhaps tomorrow, she is no longer panic. She is very calm and she just let it go.
Chapter completed!