Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 137 Qiu Rongmu agrees to become the Medicine King in the Early Tang Dynasty?

The tree waved its branches, like a family head directing a clan assembly.

Their fruits are more like "seed meeting minutes," hastily packed by the autumn wind courier and sent out with the wind;

The shrubs bowed and bent low, quietly burying their seeds in the soil, as if secretly hoarding gold and silk, leaving themselves a way out.

Flowers and grasses spread beauty, and seeds fly in the wind like scattered invitations, ready for anyone to pick up, all destined by fate.

The autumn wind, this "distributor of offspring," is no gentle creature. It blows the leaves into a tangled mess and the fruits fall with a "thump," as if it were a plant version of an apocalyptic carnival.

In order to persuade Brother Mu to come out of seclusion, Xiao Si must tell him the truth.

"The Emperor is now Brother Zi'an, not Brother Zhinu! The rest of the cast is the same, all the familiar characters remain the same!!"

The key thing is, I'm the one who can lead the Tang Dynasty to a golden age! So you have to help me, I want to join a 'Brother Mu' group!

Qiu Rongmu (mouth agape, ginseng knife nearly falling from her hand, but her jealousy intensifies, a hint of reluctance towards her new identity):

"Oh my god! Your brother Zi'an? He's become the emperor? This is such a 'script disaster'! It's one thing for Li Zhi to be Zhi Nu's brother, but the worst part is that they've replaced Zi'an with his character! Isn't this a complete mess?!"

Little Si was starting to understand what Brother Wooden was thinking; it seemed he wasn't 'wooden' at all:

"What's so chaotic about this! Life is like a play, I'm used to being randomly assigned roles."

Although I am "Mei Xiaosi", I do things at my own pace. Wu Zhao's abilities pave the way for me, and Brother Zi'an supports me!

With Brother Mu backing me up, believe me, I can handle anything flawlessly! To deal with those powerful aristocratic clans, I need to cultivate my own strength to make things easy!

Qiu Rongmu (sighs, looking like she thinks, "You're a genius"):

"I really admire your ability to have so much fun with 'historical travel'! But seriously, do you really think the foundation for the 'Kaiyuan and Tianbao Prosperity' could have popped into your head? Just thinking about it makes me incredibly nervous!!"

Little Si patted his chest:

"At first, I thought so too! However, with my time-traveling perspective spanning ancient and modern times, coupled with Wu Zetian's protagonist aura, I became more and more confident!! Believe me, as long as we join forces, we will definitely ensure that the Tang Dynasty's national strength is not diminished, and that the foundation of its golden age remains as solid as a mountain!"

Qiu Rongmu's lips twitched. Thinking about his role as the Medicine King, he felt a little unwilling. After all, Xiao Si and Zi An had now become the "official couple," and he himself didn't really want to be just an audience member.

Autumn's countenance feigned calmness:

"Alright, alright, I believe you! But, you've been traveling for such a long time, can Zian's 'Emperor' role hold up?! If he can't even manage you, this ginseng spirit, then that's bad... I won't be the 'Medicine King' anymore, I'll just be your dearest brother."

Xiao Si covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes shining with confidence:

"Don't worry, Brother Mu! Although Brother Zi'an is a bit lazy, he looks incredibly handsome as an emperor!!"

Whether we can conquer the country and secure its destiny together depends on whether Brother Mu is willing to step in.

Qiu Rongmu (smirking, but her heart was pounding):

"Little Si, your humor is not only unbelievable, but it also makes people feel complicated!!"

In my past, what kind of interesting combination was that?

"So, what are you planning to do this time you travel through time? Are you going to take me with you? Or are you going to become an emperor too?!"

Xiao Si (laughing even more happily, patting Qiu Rongmu's shoulder):

"Haha, Brother Wood, of course it's not about becoming emperor! It's about leading you into battle!! There are quite a few battles to fight in the early Tang Dynasty! Take these herbal formulas for researching viruses and fungi with you, and we'll set off tonight!"

Qiu Rongmu (eyes wide, clutching her chest):

"You're making it sound like I've already been 'packaged' by you?!"

However, if I go with you, I'll have to carry all those tattered herbs and books.

You have to promise me you won't leave me alone on the front lines to fight those fungal-infected bugs! Then you and Zi'an can enjoy yourselves in the palace!

Xiao Si (glanced at him with a grin, her tone slightly mischievous):

"Don't worry, Brother Mu! This is the best strategy—you take care of rear support, let Emperor Zi'an handle the fighting, and the herbs must be in our 'strategic warehouse'."

Qiu Rongmu sighed, shook her head, smiled slightly, and actually agreed to Xiao Si's request.

"Okay, give it a try. If you don't like the experience, you can come back. Let's make it clear in advance."

"You agreed? That's great! I'll prepare a delicious meal for my brother tonight, making sure he eats his fill and can work on developing a new drug formula!"

"Alright, since that's the case, you'd better live up to my title of 'Medicine King' and arrange everything properly for me! And you can't force me to take the imperial examinations..."

"We're emperors and empresses now, why bother with the imperial examinations?! Don't worry, we won't force you to take them!"

Qiu Rongmu took out a piece of silk from her bosom and showed it to Xiao Si:

“Okay, then we’ll travel through time together tonight. I’ve already prepared the wild ginseng. I’ve accumulated a lot of it while you were gone… I’ll go dig it up now, it’s all tied up and drawn on a map.”

The little ox smiled slyly:

"Wow, Brother Mu, you have so many supplies!! Once you truly become the Medicine King and conquer a vast territory for the Tang Dynasty on the battlefield, and while you're at it, accumulate more 'elixirs' for us to travel through time, we'll be invincible!"

"No problem! I'll do my best."

"Although I don't want to sit on the dragon throne, I have to resort to some tricks due to the constraints of history and time!"

Like a smile hiding a dagger, or a secret operation.

They all need to be careful from now on. As soon as they drink my wooden brother's tea, they will fall into the trap I set.

"But I'm all alone, and they don't understand that my male favorites are also tools, used to safeguard the Tang Dynasty. Male favorites are just a smokescreen; you young gentlemen are my true weapons!"

Autumn Dusk (feeling something was amiss, she gently put down the ginseng knife in her hand, leaned against a pillar in the courtyard, and pondered something):

"I think you have quite the same drive as Wu Zetian."

"If you really go back, you'll definitely have to give the Li Tang family a thorough check-up, unlike me who treats illnesses, but rather governs the court. Don't let your small head fool you, you're quite adept at balancing power and capable of resolving complex problems."

Xiao Si (bending down to pick up a ginseng root that had fallen to the ground, sighing):

"Brother Mu, don't you know that drugs can change one's mind?"

Equally important!!

However, after I transmigrated into the body of Mei Xiaosi, I finally understood how difficult things were for Wu Zetian back then.

She had to crack down on powerful aristocratic families, deal with corrupt officials, and deal with constant disturbances on the eastern and western borders...

There can be absolutely no room for weakness or hesitation.

No matter how well she did, she was criticized as "deeply scheming and ruthless." If a man had done those things, he would have been a great hero...

Qiu Rongmu (gently brushed a strand of her hair aside):

"Yeah, isn't this called double standards in the future world? Everything depends on gender. Luckily, I'm still a man. Don't worry, I'll definitely help you."

"Well, I'm not some wicked woman who preys on both father and son, it's not that simple. I'm Mingda, you know who I am."

Like everyone else, Qiu Rongmu knew about this unofficial historical rumor, and she covered her mouth, unable to suppress a laugh:

"Hahaha! I knew it! Li Shimin must have treated Mei Xiaosi as a 'treasured possession'! He kept her by his side for twelve years to cultivate his imperial skills, but he never touched her. How brilliant! Even with Consort Wu, it was indeed the same in history."

Xiao Si said, "Back then, Father left Wu Zetian to Li Zhi, just like the wild ginseng that our village collects now. The older it gets, the more valuable it becomes. They even sent it to a temple to keep it safe, and they wouldn't give it away easily!"

Qiu Rongmu's tone became slightly more composed:

"That's right. Li Shimin was incredibly resourceful, and Li Zhi also picked up a super useful tool. If he hadn't been capable, the Li family's empire would have ended up being controlled by Wu Zetian."

Xiao Si (clinging to Qiu Rongmu's arm, pouting):

You're right. Now that I, Mei Xiaosi, have replaced Consort Wu, I'll start by giving Zi'an the position of "Assistant Minister," so he can do his job while he sleeps!

Qiu Rongmu laughed heartily and reached out to pat Xiao Si's head:

"I see now. You're asking me, the 'King of Medicine,' to come out of seclusion as a 'secret palace manual'? Are you hoping to use this opportunity to rise in rank?!"

"Haha, you could say that, but tonight you'll come with me to see Jia Nanfeng and ask her for advice..."

At this moment, the surrounding plants remained calm and composed, awaiting the arrival of the night of crossing.

The tree, lamenting the fleeting years, was quite content with its bare branches:

"There are always talented people in every generation, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years!"

The shrubs, on the other hand, present themselves with the "color of their leaves," displaying an attitude of "making money in a low-key manner."

The flowers and plants are even more optimistic: "They'll grow again next year, their roots will still be there!"

All of this was to submit the answer sheet regarding the transformation of time and space before the arrival of the great official of winter.

The seeds, already carrying the "journey gift" bestowed by the autumn wind, have flown to all directions.

No one knows where they will embark on their new season of adventures next year!

Whether on plains or in valleys, in times of prosperity or war...

Or perhaps it will become a bonsai stage for the cosmic gardener, or a transformation of the "wild corporate slave"?

Let's wait and see...