Since he is not a eunuch, he must not be a genius, because the little emperor clearly has a sense of shame, and this sense of shame is like a child who has lost something. If he is just a habit of breaking his sleeves, he should be angry at this time.

Then the only possibility that the rest is... it's broken.

Ye Chunqiu once checked the records in this regard. The old little emperor was extremely absurd. Even at a young age, he directly plundered the girl from the palace. It was very likely that he had contacted his bed brother too early, and he was a little tireless, which eventually led to functional dysfunction.

Ye Chunqiu kept these in his heart. As the Chongwen Sect was leaked, Dai Dabin caught up with him and said strikingly: "Mr. Ye, you are too brave. You are really practicing sterile medicine."

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and said, "It's just a try."

Dai Dabin shook his head and said, "Even if you practice it, what's the use? Do you dare to present it to the imperial court? Your Majesty must tear you away."

This is indeed a problem. If you present it rashly to the emperor, the emperor will see it, okay, you dare to mock me for being infertile. Not to mention whether the emperor will use the medicine, you will have to remove you from the top.

Ye Chunqiu said indifferently: "It's just that I'm doing nothing, I always have to find something to do."

One in front and one after another, the two arrived at Zhan Shi Mansion. Ye Chunqiu entered his public housing. In his public housing, many utensils had been placed. Several crystal clear glass jars were connected to form a chemical instrument table in later generations. These glasses were blown by craftsmen a few days ago. The cost was quite high. The crystal clear glass required was all in Ye Chunqiu's hands. Ye Chunqiu just found a recipe for craftsmen to make the same, but it did not spread.

When the craftsmen saw the crystal clear glass forming, they were all stunned, and even Sun Qi was amazed. However, Ye Chunqiu was not interested in making glass for the time being, but he wanted to rely on these glassware to study his pharmaceutical plans.

Having an instrument, although it is very simple, is enough for Ye Chunqiu.

He kept flipping through various materials and writing formulas with his pen. Some things did not exist at all in this era, so he had to find ways to replace them. Even if they exist, the first thing he had to consider is how to purify and how to cook them.

Every half an hour, he stretched his waist and went out for a walk. Most of the clerks in the main hall were napping at this time. When he saw Lord Ye coming out, he was busy getting up to salute, but Ye Chunqiu refused to let them enter his public room, so he went to the tea room on the side to make tea and drink a few sips, then came back and continued to work hard.

After a few days like this, Ye Chunqiu was frowning again, as if he had encountered a bottleneck. In the early morning, he thought about his thoughts and went to Hanlin Academy to do the Mao first. This time he bumped into Jiaohuangzhong again. Jiaohuangzhong said to Ye Chunqiu with a smile: "Sir Ye, go to the Sijing Bureau again? Oh, you have been in the Sijing Bureau for less than half a month, and you have already gained weight. I really envy you for being so idle. Not only will I meet Zhu Xueshu later, but I will rush to the palace to be on duty at noon. Sometimes I really want to change the difference with you."

Ye Chunqiu thoughtfully passed by him and ignored him.

Seeing this, several Hanlins who came with Jiaohuangzhong said in a lingering manner: "Isn't it just that I won the top scorer, what's the point?"

Jiaohuangzhong's face was stiff, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes, and he rushed to Zhu's public room. When Zhu heard Jiaohuangzhong coming, he smiled and invited him in. Without waiting for Jiao Fang to salute, he said, "Your uncle doesn't have to be too polite. What's wrong? Look at your bad face."

Jiao Huangzhong said: "The editor Ye Chunqiu was arrogant in the yard. My nephew really couldn't stand it. Last time he said he was practicing what kind of infertility medicine. Uncle Shi, I asked. In the Zhan Shi Mansion, he was really not doing his job. He locked himself in the public housing every day and ignored everything, and only fiddled with some bottles and jars."

Zhu Xueshu roughly understood the meaning of the burnt yellow. He said slowly with a tiger face: "How can such a person be a Hanlin? Even if he is the top scholar, I will ask about this matter, but... there must be an excuse..."

The burnt yellow suddenly understood, and this was to make me start, so I smiled and said, "This is easy to deal with..."

Zhu Xueshi stroked his beard, but shook his head: "Nephew, since you want to ask the censor to impeach, what's the point of just being a non-professional job? What's the point? It's better to do the best."

Jiaohuang frowned and said, "Uncle Shi means..."

Zhu Xueshi said lightly: "Didn't he say he is treating infertility? Who is infertile in this world? He is Wang Hua's disciple. The prince has a son named Wang Shouren, right? Think about it carefully, why did Wang Shouren end up today."

His eyes lit up in the burnt yellow: "Thank you, Uncle Shi, please give me some advice."

However, Master Zhu smiled and waved his hand: "If I had no Lord, how could I have been today, just repaying the kindness of a drop of water with a spring of water."

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Ye Chunqiu returned to the public housing and looked at the utensils and various containers. Some of them had some powder in them, while others were filled with liquids of various colors. The desks were also filled with many drafts.

Ye Chunqiu looked at these things and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that it was too difficult to create a trans-era drug. Although he had already found various alternatives and refined them again and again, he encountered countless bottlenecks. After thinking about it, he cheered up again. Anyway, he had free time and waited for the information. Maybe there would be a new method.

Ye Chunqiu sat silently after the desk and began to move again.

After repeated failures, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but he finally began to find a trick and gained a lot of experience. Then he calmed down and began to tinker.

Finally, a blue pill was extracted. Ye Chunqiu was a little excited when he pinched the blue pill. But... how to test the effect of the medicine?

This is a problem. Ye Chunqiu opened his mouth and dared not swallow it. After careful consideration, he seemed to have a choice in his heart.

It was noon at this time, and the clerk had already received the refreshment. Dai Dabin was eating it in the tea room. Ye Chunqiu looked for the clerk: "Please run errands, can the Shouning Marquis Mansion recognize it? Take my famous post and ask the Shouning Marquis to come here for a while."

The clerk did not dare to be negligent, and when Ye Chunqiu wrote a famous post, he hurried away.

After waiting for more than an hour, Zhang Heling came late. He walked into the Sijing Bureau and looked in a daze. He seemed to have not had a good sleep for many days. When he saw Ye Chunqiu, he just reluctantly said hello: "Ye Xiaoyingxiong, why did you remember this marquis?"

(To be continued.)
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