Chapter 2: Finding immortals, collecting immortal herbs, and refining immortal pills

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, novels were popular for a while, but then they disappeared after being suppressed by the emperor. They became popular again only after the Hongzhi Dynasty.

Yan Chengjin is different from those time-travelers who start a life of writing as soon as they land. He does not act rashly. After all, history books are written by predecessors and cannot be fully trusted. It is better to be cautious.

If you commit a crime, the guillotine doesn't care whether you are a time traveler or not. He will still take your life with the sword in hand.

To be on the safe side, he secretly observed it for more than six months, and now he had some confidence.

When talking about the reason for time travel, this must be mentioned.

A cross summary is enough.

That is, when I am bored sitting at home, the pot comes from the sky...

In his previous life, he had an obsessive interest in history and literature.

Once when I was watching a live broadcast by a great professor, I just happily recited a line in the video.

"Find the immortal, collect the immortal grass, and refine the elixir."

He actually traveled through time!

And now the former owner of the secondary body is the only son of the Yan family. The Yan family moved to the capital only ten or twenty years ago.

Yan Kesong has been an editor at the Hanlin Academy for nearly ten years. If there are no accidents, his official career in this life will probably be like this.

Dad doesn't have a sense of worry, he can't live without it.

Yan Mansion has no status in the capital, and even eating has just crossed the food and clothing line.

If we don't take advantage of Hongzhi's reign to develop and grow, we won't have a chance when that stupid bastard Zhengde succeeds to the throne.

Yan Chengjin sadly picked up the manuscript paper on the ground and looked at it carefully. There was only one possibility that could cause such a violent reaction from someone who had not been exposed to "meat and fish" for more than ten years.

Here...

Have a car!

"Master! Someone broke into the house!" The house steward came in out of breath to report.

"My family has neither money nor a girl to marry. Have I entered the wrong door? Can I ask clearly?" Yan Chengjin thought.

Are you afraid that a debt collector broke into the wrong house?

The house manager was stunned for a while, and then said: "No... I didn't ask. I just heard him crying and howling. He wanted to see the young master. I thought..."

Yan Chengjin said: "Why are you so careless? There are hundreds of young masters in the capital. How did you know that he was looking for me? If you kill the wrong person, how will you compensate?"

"..." Fang Guanshi was speechless.

"That's all, go ahead and take me to have a look." Manager Fang had worked as a nurse before, so he had some skills.

When he arrived at the courtyard, Yan Chengjin saw a homeless man in ragged clothes, squatting on the ground and crying.

It was like a married mother-in-law returning to her parents' home. Although she was crying, there was a hint of joy hidden in her voice.

Seeing Yan Chengjin, he rushed over in a hurry: "Young Master...how can I do that? A year ago, you asked me to learn some boxing and kicking skills to protect you, and now I'm finally back."

Yan Chengjin was shocked and had already forgotten about this incident.

Then I thought about it, when I first crossed over, I remembered that there was a long companion coming with me.

It's just that Chang Sui's arrogant appearance will be a disaster sooner or later, so he just pointed a finger and sent him to find immortals, collect immortal grass, and refine elixirs.

Unexpectedly, this scourge is back!

"Have you found the temple in Songshan Mountain?"

He Neng choked and said: "Master... I found the little one."

Yan Chengjin was overjoyed: "Show me your hands, how many can I hit?"

He Neng took out the three-section stick from his back, his face became angry, like a white-faced Wu Dan, he spun around in a circle, and then he played with the three-section stick in a decent manner, grinning in pain.

"That's it?" Yan Chengjin's eyes widened, and he was able to beat eggs with a stick?

No, it’s like a golden bell cover!

Then he asked in surprise: "Which abbot taught you this?"

"I... learned it from the mighty general in the theater." He Neng looked at him aggrievedly: "I went to the temple in Songshan. They asked me to become a monk and they also collected the money. It's not like I made a special trip to become a monk. , and had no money, he looked for other temples. On the way, he met a theater. The mighty general inside was so powerful that he defeated all the generals. The young one worshiped him as his teacher, learned a martial arts, and came back. "

"..." Yan Chengjin.

"Master, I will follow you from now on."

Seeing Yan Chengjin's unwilling look, He Neng said hurriedly: "Master, I have been wandering around outside, learned kung fu, and developed a clever mouth. When I do things for the master, I will definitely live up to the expectations of the master."

Yan Chengjin was thinking about a question.

Wouldn't it be too chilling to drive him away directly?

If Yan Mansion has more mouths, it means more food.

Although there are not many servants, in addition to the house manager, there are a few servants. The money saved by the ancestors has been spent almost all, and they are all supported by the meager salary of the father.

Yan Chengjin looked at Steward Fang and had the urge to want Steward Fang to become the accountant.

"Master?" He Neng cried.

"Stay, go change into clean clothes, and then come to the main hall to see me."

After a long time, He Neng washed up and changed his clothes and came out, looking even thinner than before.

"Hey Master, what is this?" At this moment, there was a big notice in front of him.

Yan Chengjin changed his casual attitude and said solemnly: "This is the family rule set by my young master, and it is also the way everyone in the Yan family behaves. Are you literate?"

He Neng nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "You know better, little one."

"Read it." Yan Chengjin finally felt like he was making some money. The servant was quite educated.

"The first rule of the Yan family is that when a disaster strikes, the young master flies first."

Yan Chengjin listened very seriously: "Well, continue."

"The second rule is that it is a taboo for the venerable person to do so. The young master's name must not be mentioned in anything."

"Um"

"Third, it is good to exercise regularly. Morning exercise is indispensable every day."

"continue"

"Article 4: You should only do one thing when you are born, and don't act under the banner of young master."

"Um"

"Article 5: In the life of a young master, don't inquire, don't ask too many questions, and don't pass it on to others."

"good"

Yan Chengjin patted his shoulder and said solemnly: "This is the foundation of the Yan family's foundation in the capital. Today, we must remember that I will conduct random inspections from time to time... By the way, there is also a poem for the house steward to teach." You, your back is not good, break the dog’s legs!”

He is not a rude person, but only if he says something like breaking a dog's leg, the servants will think that this is something that requires caution.

"It's the young master!"

Back in the room, Yan Chengjin took out the Menglou manuscript and checked it carefully, correcting it word by word.

"Why did dad react like this..."

Suddenly, Yan Chengjin figured it out.

People who have watched Dream House will always force their minds to make up some scenes. They wish that someone would have sex with someone and create indescribable sparks. They wish that someone would be run over by a carriage when they went out. They wish that someone...

That's what Yan Chengjin did. When writing the outline, he secretly included a few small personal items.

The relationship between these characters is made more complicated, which inevitably makes people think about it. Dad, such an upright and conservative person, must not be able to stand it.

"It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty was so suitable for the prosperity and development of novels."

He Neng on the side sang: "The young master's thoughts on the stars in the sky are like rain and dew falling on the earth..."

"Sing your uncle!" Does this sound like you are in the mood to listen to music? Immediately, Yan Chengjin's expression softened: "Did you just say that you have developed a clever mouth?"

He Neng raised his sleeves to wipe his tears and suddenly choked up: "Master, you don't know how difficult it is to fill your stomach outside. It's because of this mouth that the young man can get a mouthful of food."

Yan Chengjin kicked his butt, and He Neng put away his tears.

"The young master has given you a task. Convince my father and let him write this manuscript. Otherwise, you will deceive the young master, and the young master will report to the official."