Zhao Ce took advantage of the moonlight, sat on the carriage and drove to the mansion.

The huge street was deserted.

There is only the sound of horses' hoofbeats and the sound of wheels rolling over the ground.

Zhao Ce was in the car, thinking that he should ask Mr. Wu to move faster.

Although the cinchona tree has miraculous effects on malaria, it is too difficult to grow.

If you want to plant it, you can only plant it in Yunnan.

Actually the best.

Let's follow the example of a certain company back then and turn Java into a place that specializes in growing cinchona trees and can provide a stable supply of cinchona cream.

I have to leave tomorrow, so I can't tell His Majesty about this in person.

Zhao Ce thought that he would have to write a letter when he returned and ask Liu Ruyu to bring it directly to the emperor.

Just as he was thinking about the cultivation of cinchona trees, the carriage suddenly stopped.

A question came from outside: "There is a curfew now, who is in the car?"

Zhao Ce opened the car curtain and took a look.

He is from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division.

They are responsible for the patrolling and public security of the capital's curfew, and they have met Zhu Houzhao several times before when they returned home at night.

Xu Fang, who was driving, quickly jumped out and raised his hands to the patrolling soldiers.

"Brothers, my master is the Marquis of Dingxi, and he is also the number one scholar in the Jin Dynasty."

"I was summoned by His Majesty today to enter the palace to express my gratitude."

"Because I wasted some time staying in the palace, I accidentally broke the curfew."

The people from the Wucheng Army and Horse Division heard that the man inside was none other than Zhao Ce, and the leader quickly bowed their hands to Xu Fang.

"It turns out to be Mr. Hou."

"We are also performing official duties. If there is any conflict, please don't blame me."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and let Zhao Ce's carriage go.

After the carriage left, a soldier next to him said somewhat puzzledly: "Boss, the Marquis of Dingxi just passed the Sixth Yuan and was left by His Majesty when he entered the palace. Why is it that he is not escorted by the royal guards and chamberlains as before?"

When Zhao Ce was left late in the palace by the emperor, the emperor specially sent the royal guards to take him back to the palace.

Today there is only a solitary carriage.

Is it possible that this person fell out of favor just after passing the sixth grade?

Another person on the side joined in: "It's obviously impossible for him to just come back from the palace."

"I guess he won the first prize today, so where can he go to drink wine?"

The leader waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Let's go, continue patrolling."

Several people shut up and did not discuss this topic again.

...

After Zhao Ce returned home, he took a bath first and washed his whole body clean before appearing in the room.

Su Cai'er had just put her daughter to sleep when Zhao Ce told her that Liu Daxia was ill and that he had been treating him in the Liu Mansion until now.

Su Cai'er was a little worried and asked: "Is Liu Gong's illness very serious if your husband stays until this time?"

Zhao Ce smiled and said: "It's not serious, but it's a little difficult to treat."

"But fortunately we have special medicine, as long as you take it you will be fine."

Su Cai'er felt relieved now.

"Mr. Liu is so old, it seems he will be miserable for a while even after he recovers."

"By the way, husband."

"What disease does Mr. Liu suffer from?"

Zhao Ce replied: "It's a plague called malaria."

"plague?"

Su Caier's eyes widened.

"Why, how could you be infected with the plague?"

Zhao Ce shook his head: "I don't know."

"I heard that Mr. Liu has been in the palace today. I'm afraid he got it there."

"He is the Minister of the Ministry of War, and all the people he receives are from the Ministry of War."

"I'm afraid that a soldier from some camp or guard station who came to spread the news was infected and passed it to him."

Thinking of the word plague, Su Caier frowned unconsciously.

Plague means many people will die.

But thinking about her husband saying that he could cure it, Su Caier felt that there was no need to be afraid.

But, in this case, can they still go back as scheduled?

"Husband, shall we set off tomorrow?"

Zhao Ce thought for a while and said, "I will write a letter to His Majesty and inform him about the special medicine."

"Now I don't have enough medicine on hand, so I can only wait for Mr. Wu to help find more medicine."

"As long as the medicine is enough, it won't be a big problem."

With that said, Zhao Ce stood up.

"I'm going to the study now."

"After writing the letter, I will have it taken to the Liu Mansion early tomorrow morning and asked to be delivered to His Majesty by Mr. Liu himself."

Su Cai'er also stood up and followed Zhao Ce.

"Then I'll go and grind ink for my husband."

Zhao Ce smiled and said: "Okay."

Su Cai'er had already changed into sleeping clothes and pants.

She casually turned around and put on some light clothes, and pulled up her hair that was scattered behind her.

Seeing her skillful look, Zhao Ce recalled the little girl who couldn't even pull her hair because no one taught her how to do it.

Zhao Ce stretched out his hand, stroked her hair, and whispered to her: "Let's go."

He called Aunt Chen who was resting in the next room and asked her to watch Xiaobao sleeping in the room.

The young couple went to the study together.

There is a large wooden box on the desk.

After Zhao Ce walked in, he saw it at a glance.

"What is this?" Junqu Pavilion

Su Cai'er pointed to the wooden box and said, "Husband, this was delivered from the blacksmith shop in the afternoon after you went out."

"It's said to be some things you ordered before, husband."

From the blacksmith shop?

When Zhao Ce heard it, he knew what it was.

When he opened it, he found that it was indeed the material for the simple generator he had ordered previously.

However, Zhao Ce has been busy with the imperial examinations recently and has no time to do these things.

Now I have no time to think about it.

Zhao Ce directly closed the box and said, "Some small parts."

"I can't worry about it now. I'll tinker with it slowly on the way back."

Su Cai'er nodded, rolled up her sleeves, poured some water on the inkstone, and began to grind it slowly.

The candlelight in the study room of Dingxihou Mansion burned until midnight.

...

The next day came the day when the two of them were going back.

Although they went to bed very late last night, the young couple still got up early.

But Xiaobao didn't seem to be in a hurry at all and was still sleeping soundly.
To be continued...