Seeing that she insisted on giving money, Mr. Cheng was a little anxious: "If Miss Ming had to give money, wouldn't it be better to give me another bottle of elixir?"

Compared with money, he wants a bottle of pills more, and good pills are hard to come by.

Ming Wuyan thought for a while and nodded, "There is no repair pill anymore. Is Hongyan pill suitable? Taking men can improve spiritual power and help practice, and taking women can beautify their skin. Taking them for a long time can make people's bones and skin younger."

These Hongyan pills were refined with special medicinal materials and red spirit liquid, and the effect should be very good.

When he heard that the effect was so good, Mr. Cheng nodded happily, "Okay! OK! OK!"

Mr. Shang and the yamen runner looked at Mr. Cheng with great envy. Who made him have more land and more houses? There happened to be a property next to this yard!

"Then I'll go back and get the land deed and the house deed immediately. You can wait a while." Mr. Cheng was happy and left immediately.

Mr. Shang looked at Mr. Cheng's back as he was away enviously, then turned to Ming Wuyan and said, "Will you live here in the future or open a clinic?"

He thought, if this girl still retained the original clinic operation, would she sell these elixirs?

If so, he would have somewhere to buy elixirs.

Ming Wuyan thought for a while and turned to ask Jing's meaning. "Grandpa Jing, do you want to open a clinic?"

Jing Lao glanced at the house, then nodded, "This is the only thing I can do, so I'd better open the clinic."

Such people are here, and they can't sit there and eat nothing.

Ming Wuyan nodded and said to Mr. Shang: "You can open a clinic. In this way, you must not live here. Mr. Shang has a wide network of contacts. Do you know where is suitable for these people's lives? It is to allow them to survive, have land and land, and allow them to be self-reliant. If so, I can consider buying it."

Such people are gathered together because of poverty, but they cannot continue like this, and she cannot keep them.

She still understands the principle that it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish.

Instead of helping them, it is better to let them have something to do and find the ability to strengthen themselves and survive themselves.

Mr. Shang is a smart businessman. Ming Wuyan's words immediately made him understand. The little girl in front of him was not only a kind person, but also a smart and thoughtful person. So he immediately said: "There is a place called Shili Village outside the city, which is the fief of the late Prince Ming. Three years ago, the emperor gave it to General Fengde, but the general sold Shili Village in the form of fertile land. Anyone who bought more than one acre of fertile land could settle in Shili Village. The price was a little higher. Although three years have passed, there were only twenty-five households in a Shili Village who settled in a thousand acres of fertile land."

Ming Wuyan said curiously: "How much does a fertile land cost in a temple?"

This time, Yayao Li couldn't help but snatch the sentence, "A purple gold elixir, or ten pots of magic-suppressing wine, you should know that the price of a purple gold leaf is 500,000 taels. I heard that to refine this purple gold elixir, it would cost at least hundreds of purple gold leaves. This price is really not ordinary expensive. If a person who is really rich, how could he be more likely to be favored by the fertile land of the temple?"

Mr. Shang coughed uneasyly, "I know General Feng De has collected a lot of purple gold leaves over the years, but no one knows how to refine it. If Miss Ming or your senior brother can help refine the purple gold elixir, I believe General Feng De will definitely give it to the fertile land. Moreover, once people settled in Shili Village are protected by the general."

Mr. Shang felt that Miss Ming had a feud with Princess Changyan. If she could refine the purple gold elixir, then her safety and these people would definitely not be threatened.

He really has good intentions.

Li Yayi nodded, "That's right, that's why the twenty-five families settled there is because they are the protection of General Feng De."

Mingwuyan thoughtful, she didn’t have the purple gold elixir, but she knew that Lu Ze had it.

The purple gold elixir was refined in the wilderness of the bright moon. It took a long time to refine it. Her spiritual power is not strong enough now, and it is easy to destroy the elixir when refining it, but she knows that the eldest brother can refine it.

Now, what she wants to decide is whether to ask the senior brother to help refine the alchemy, or to ask Lu Ze for it directly.

At this moment, the bun brother Ling An ran over, "Sister Yan, Uncle Ming is awake and wants to see you."

Jing Lao immediately stood up and said to Ming Wuyan excitedly: "Girl Wuyan, let's talk about these things later. Let's see your father going. It's been one night, and he's awake."

"Yes." Ming Wuyan nodded to Mr. Shang and Yi Yi, Li, and immediately went to see his father.

In the simple and bright room, Minglang leaned against the head of the bed and looked at his daughter quietly.

It has been almost a year since the child left home alone. He, a father, did not help with anything and even dragged her back. It makes people feel embarrassed when they think about it.

Fortunately, my daughter survived, grew taller, grew a little, and became more beautiful. A beautiful and cute little girl made him recall when Yan'er was just born...

"Dad, how do you feel?" Ming Wuyan asked awkwardly.

She wanted to get close to this father, but she just couldn't be intimate.

Looking at his weak look, her mood was very complicated, a little uncomfortable, and a little confused.

Minglang pulled his lower lip slightly, but found that he couldn't laugh, so he said awkwardly: "Dad walked around in front of the gate of hell again. I heard from Baozi that it was your senior brother who saved his father this time. Where is the others? Dad wants to thank him."

Ming Wuyan took out a soft pillow from her space and put it behind her father's head, and whispered: "The eldest brother has something to do. He will come to have the New Year's Eve dinner together in the evening. He and I will go to the underground auction city in the evening. On the first day of the New Year, I have friends who will come to pay New Year's greetings, and then I will go to Dongyang Country with them."

Ming Wuyan explained everything she wanted this father to understand in one sentence, and then sat aside without saying a word.

Minglang glanced at his daughter's fingers, then nodded slightly.

It seems that my daughter has not been at home for much time, so she is sure of being sad and reluctant, but he has not shown any signs.

"Do you hate Dad?" Minglang asked softly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Ming Wuyan shook her head, "It's not a question of hatred."

After saying that, she was silent again.

She found that she had no idea how to communicate and communicate with this cheap daddy.

Minglang didn't know what to say for a moment. He found that he had never given his daughter anything, nor even taken care of her, and had accompanied her. His daughter used to talk about him and told him not to drink. Now, her daughter seems to be cold and has no longer talk about him.

He sighed deeply. He knew that he owed his daughter a lot, but he had no choice.

"Dad, I'm not a child anymore. Maybe you can tell me why you should drink magic-suppressing wine often." Ming Wuyan had thought about many ways to mention this to her father. However, all the things she thought about were useless, so she asked directly.

Minglang was obviously stunned, so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Just as Mingwuyan stood up and was about to leave, Minglang called her. "Yan'er, my father didn't tell you before, because you were still young. Now that you can know the Demon-Suppressing Wine, my father will tell you. Dad was framed in the year you were born and was hit by a poison called Qijue San. In other words, it was a modified Qijue San, which is more toxic than the ordinary Qijue San and is more difficult to treat. If it weren't for the Demon-Suppressing Wine that suppressed the toxic attack, Dad might have died long ago."

If a person who has won the Qi Jue San wants to survive, in addition to suppressing the evil poison, he cannot move the seven emotions, otherwise he will immediately become ill. Once the poison is released, it will be more serious every time.

Therefore, even though he wanted to hurt his daughter more, he was afraid that he would get poisoned and increase the burden on the family. He could only pretend to be indifferent and not get in touch with his daughter...

Ming Wuyan fell into deep thought again, Qi Jue San. She once heard Luze say that it was a very sinister poison. Because it was combined with magic poison, it could not be cured by ordinary medicinal materials, or it was not a poison refined by ordinary humans, so its antidote also needed special magic potions to solve.

She just didn't understand who her father had offended, and someone would give him the Seven Quasius Dispersion.

Once you win the Seven Quarter, you cannot move the seven emotions, and even smile is a luxury. It is difficult for this cheap dad to be so cold to Ming Wuyan.

"Yan'er, tell me, what did you study at Yutian Academy?" Minglang asked with some expectations and curiosity.

Every time Yan'er's senior brother came to deliver things, he happened to be away and Jing'er didn't ask, so he couldn't help asking in person.

Ming Wuyan glanced at him, then sat down next to him and whispered: "My fairy clinic, Imperial Medicine, Imperial Sword, Imperial Walk, and Imperial Spirit fellow practitioners."

"What?" Minglang looked at his daughter excitedly, struggling to sit up straight, but it caused a burst of pain and cough.

What did Yan'er say? She was a fellow practitioner from five schools?

How is this possible? Yutian Academy has not had a fellow practitioner from five sects in many years.

Ming Wuyan sighed, stretched out her hand to give him peace, and comforted him: "This is true. Your daughter is a fellow practitioner from the five sects, but you can just know it, dad."

Others didn't understand, so she didn't explain. She only said that she came from the Imperial Medicine Sect.

"Yes! Yes!" Minglang was still very excited. Because of the excitement, his body was stomping like a knife, which hurt very much, but he was still very happy.

I really didn't expect that his daughter was a genius that was rare in a century. This was really a blessing from God and a gift from God!

"You have a good rest. I will find a way to relieve the poison you are in. "Mingwuyan comforted him.

Minglang smiled, but this time he really laughed.

"Silly girl, this Qi Jue San is not so easy to solve. But Yan'er is still very happy to have this heart and ambition."

Ming Wuyan didn't say anything, but took out the Tianling Clothes she had replaced yesterday from the space and handed them over to her father. "This is the Tianling Clothes my master gave me. My father will wear them every day from now on."

She decided to give Tian Lingyi to her father yesterday.

Her father is also the original owner's father. Since she is a father, she has the obligation to take good care of him.

Minglang opened his eyes wide again because of the three words "Tian Lingyi". He looked at his daughter in disbelief. After a while, he returned to his normal spirit and said softly: "Yan'er should keep this clothes for himself, so he can't use them."

Ming Wuyan retracted her hand again and said lightly: "Yan'er also wants to have her father's care and is protected by her father. You are so weak now. Yan'er's wish is to dream. The Tianlingyi can suppress the evil spirits entering the body, and it is warm in winter and cool in summer. It can change according to the body shape of the person. With it, you don't have to spend money to buy demon-suppressing wine. Wouldn't it be good to save some money for your daughter?"

Minglang was so amazed and laughed and cried after hearing this, and his heart was filled with emotion and regret.

At this time, a knock sounded outside the door, and the voice of the bun brother Ling An sounded outside. "Sister Yan, Mr. Cheng came over with the land deed and the house deed. Please go over and sign the contract."

Ming Wuyan stood up and responded casually, "Okay, please wait a moment."

Listening to Ling An's leaving, Mingwuyan put the dust-proof beads and Ye Mingzhu he had photographed before into his father's hand and explained: "Dad, I bought a yard next door, and the head of the household wrote Grandpa Jing's name, and you will live there in the future. If your father is too lazy to clean the room, you can use the dust-proof beads."

Minglang nodded awkwardly, his face a little embarrassed.

Because when he lived in a slum in the past, if Yan'er had not cleaned the house, he would never clean up the house, and his room was basically just described as dirty.

Of course, Yan'er didn't know at that time that he had done it. However, when he was sick and irritable, he wouldn't help but smash the things at home, so naturally he wouldn't be neatly said.

Ming Wuyan didn't care what her father was thinking, so she closed the door and went out.

Minglang held the dust-proof bead and Ye Mingzhu in his hand, his eyes were wet. He did not take good care of Yan'er, but now he has come to let Yan'er take care of him.

My daughter said that she also hopes that her father will love her and protect her. He must cheer up in the future...

Here, in just a moment, Ming Wuyan had signed a contract with Mr. Cheng as she wished and delivered the house deed.

"Miss Ming, are you still considering the matter in Shili Village?" Seeing Mr. Cheng get the pill and be ready to leave, Mr. Shang couldn't help asking.

Ming Wuyan thought for a while, turned to Jing Lao and said, "Grandpa Jing, please help me ask what you plan to do in the future? Are you looking for a place to farm or do some small business? Please help me count it."

"Oh, I'll go now." Jing Lao immediately summoned everyone to go.

After a while, Jing'en came. "Mistress Wuyan, after the fire, she died and was injured. Many people left, and there were only fifty-six people, and there were twenty-three of them who wanted to go back to their hometown, but they had no money. Three children were willing to study medicine with me. With their parents, nine people wanted to stay, and the rest were homeless."
To be continued...