The lights in the Tai Chi Palace were brightly lit, and the sounds of banquets and banquets were endless.

His Majesty Li Er held a high-standard banquet to welcome the victory of Zuowuwei's army and returned to the court. The only drawback was that Niu Jinda, the deputy commander and inspector of Zuowuwei, Langyahou, was missing.

"Your Majesty, don't blame Lao Niu. He has handed over the token of deputy commander. He was supposed to go to the palace with the old minister to meet the saint. But suddenly he heard that the only son's broken foot could be cured. He was so surprised that he went back early and ignored the rules.

Home."

Having already reported the results of Zuo Wuwei's trip to Longyou, Cheng Yaojin quickly interceded for his old friend while the banquet was enjoying itself.

Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous. The army returns to court but the deputy commander is not there. If he really holds on to him, he will beheaded. But your Majesty keeps pretending to be confused. He seems to have forgotten that there is such a number one person as Niu Jinda in Zuowu Wei!

"I'm still wondering, why did my Lang Yahou get lost when I returned to Chang'an City? Hahahaha!"

His Majesty Li Er had a cheerful look on his face. What happened in the Zuowuwei barracks had been reported secretly by Baiqisi, but his own inquiry and Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin's initiative to report were completely different concepts. "But I remember the feet of Langyahou's son."

It has been broken for several years, who can cure it? Is there really a way to regenerate a broken foot? It would be better not to let Lang Yahou be deceived."

"The person who cured the foot is Prince Consort Liang Baoyu, your majesty's beloved son-in-law. Lao Niu has taken advantage of your majesty!"

"Oh? How did I hear that this child, Lao Ba, is ill?"

His Majesty Li Er said and nodded his head slightly.

"Hi, Your Majesty, you don't know, your beloved son-in-law is doing great things now..."

Cheng Yaojin, who was not yet drunk, was spitting at the moment. He didn't care about the eyes of others and told how Liang Baoyu had just saved his eldest son in the Zuowuwei Camp using the blood-extending method taught by the immortal master. The process was bizarre.

, thrilling, more exciting than stories about ghosts and gods!

During the whole process, Cheng Yaojin kept saying "your beloved son-in-law", and his flattery was crude and explicit, which was really disgusting.

But the ministers in the Taiji Palace have long been used to it. Although many people secretly despise him, they will not show it.

Everyone knows that Duke Lu has no bottom line in front of His Majesty. False reporting of military merits and seizures are just childish. However, the more this happens, the more stable Lao Cheng's position will be!

"Hiss, can you really take the lives of others and extend the lives of your own people?! And the method of regenerating severed limbs is actually real?!"

Not only was His Majesty Li Er amazed when he heard this, but even the ministers nearby were dumbfounded.

The story is too bizarre, especially the protagonist who uses magical means is Liang Laoba, who is notorious in the street... But if you want Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin to deceive His Majesty face to face, unless Lao Cheng himself is also deceived!

Huh? Thinking about it this way, it makes sense. Doesn’t that libertine Liang Laoba love to lie the most?

"I don't know whether it is possible to regenerate severed limbs, but I have seen it with my own eyes when it comes to taking blood to restore life! I have seen hundreds of people in the Zuowu Guards!"

hiss!

Above the banquet, there was a sound of breathing!

Cheap old man Liang Jianfang is hiding in the corner now, just shy of stuffing his head into his crotch... My son, you deceived Duke Lu, and now His Majesty knows that our marriage to Princess Gaoyang is going to happen.

yellow!

While everyone was in astonishment, the servant Tong Binglangya waited for Niu Jinda to ask for an audience.

"Your Majesty, your beloved son-in-law is doing great now...!"

Lao Niu, who knew that he had broken the rules, had no choice but to learn Cheng Yaojin's shameless methods first!

…

Liang Baoyu, who stayed at Niu's house, was not in a hurry to leave. There was a lot of work to be done to make a suitable prosthetic foot.

I measured the size of Niu Jianhu's feet and gave him some advice. He could hang two kilograms of weight on the injured foot in the past few days and move around a lot, so as to familiarize himself with life after installing the prosthetic limb in advance.

"Auntie, I see Brother Hu, after putting on the prosthetic limb and practicing more, he will be able to sit, lie down and walk like a normal person."

Looking at the eyes of Mrs. Niu and Niu Jianhu's hope for the future, Liang Baoyu was full of a sense of accomplishment, "I haven't really done this kind of thing before, I'm afraid it will delay some time and waste some materials."

"It doesn't matter, I've been waiting for three years, don't rush for this moment!"

Mrs. Niu immediately ordered her servants to prepare a banquet, and she and Niu Jianhu entertained Liang Baoyu with joy.

The more she looked at Liang Baoyu, the more Mrs. Niu liked her. Why did such a good child have such a bad reputation?

In this world, people’s hearts are really evil!

After drinking and eating, Liang Baoyu was sent home by the Niu family's carriage. He learned that his young marquis had been captured and kidnapped by Lang Yahou in the military camp, and the dog-legged Laifu had been waiting in front of the door.

"Little Marquis, you are finally back! I thought I would never see you again... ah!"

"You are like a dog, talking nonsense!"

Kicked Lai Fu over, Liang Baoyu felt comfortable, and so did Lai Fu.

"There are rumors outside that the young Marquis offended Lang Yahou and was taken home and lynched slowly... I am worried about the young Marquis!"

While rubbing the kicked buttocks, Laifu carefully observed Liang Baoyu's expression. Yes, the little Marquis was not sick!

"Which bitch dares to arrange for me outside? Langyahou invited me back to the banquet, and he values ​​me very much!"

Liang Baoyu stood in front of the mansion and pointed at the sky and the earth, "If I dare to catch this chewing bitch, I will definitely beat him to death!"

"Yes, yes, kill those bitches! Little Marquis, let's go home quickly and be careful where you step."

In a picture of a virtuous master and a loyal servant, Liang Baoyu just entered the house.

"Laifu, let's go and take a look at the crops I planted."

Nowadays, the dignified Houfu of Cangwu County has almost been transformed into a farmhouse in Chang'an City. There are five large tanks lined up in the backyard, all of which are planted with potatoes.

The small purple flowers have bloomed, and this magical thing that can change the food status of the entire Tang Dynasty has been planted by Liang Baoyu!

At this time, in the Tang Dynasty, the grain yield per mu was only one or two hundred kilograms, while the potato yield could reach fifteen hundred kilograms per mu!

This was Liang Baoyu's estimate of the yield per mu, taking into account the agricultural level in the early Tang Dynasty. In later generations, the potato yield per mu could reach 2,000 to 5,000 kilograms!

There are even specially cultivated varieties that can even produce tens of thousands of pounds per mu!

After years of endless battles, the food left by the late Sui Dynasty had been exhausted. Liang Baoyu knew how important potatoes were to the reborn Tang Dynasty. If he dedicated such a sacred object to His Majesty, he would definitely get the request to break off the engagement with Gao Yang!

As for the corn planting that hasn’t started yet, Liang Baoyu plans to wait until the entire Tang Dynasty is planted with potatoes before planting corn, which will make you hungry!

On the other hand, spicy millet was planted in a corner of the flower bed and had sprouted green buds. Eating this food can induce sweating and dispel dampness. It would also be an important gift for the Tang Dynasty, which would continue to use troops in the grasslands and the south in the future.

After a round of inspection, Liang Baoyu originally planned to draw the pattern of Niu Jianhu's prosthetic foot and mark the dimensions clearly, so that he could get twice the result with half the effort.

As a result, Cheng Chubi barged in from outside the door.

"Lao Ba, my eldest brother has a high fever and everyone is confused. Please think of a solution quickly!"

Got a fever after blood transfusion? Don’t be careless, you have to reduce the fever!
Chapter completed!