The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Although Li Guo's trip to Dajin had already ended, and it was almost time to talk about it, the establishment of the embassy mentioned by Gu Yundong did not happen overnight, and it was still in the process of communication and negotiation.

However, she heard that whether it was Emperor Li or the emperor of their Great Jin Dynasty, they actually tended to build embassies.

There are still some conservative ministers in the DPRK who are resolutely opposed, and it is always necessary to take it slow.

But Gu Yundong believed that the embassy would be built sooner or later.

Before the construction was completed, Song Yan still had to face the unfamiliar royal family of Li Kingdom alone.

Gu Yundong was unavoidably worried, and he warned a little more, "The people in the palace are complicated, each has his own mind, and many people are sent by various forces, so don't trust others easily. What do you think you don't understand? If you are in doubt, just ask your father, at least now, your father will try his best to protect you, and he really loves you."

I always feel that nothing is enough. This little guy has to face the treacherous royal family alone, and the hardships he has experienced are unimaginable by others.

"In short, it doesn't matter if you play small tricks when necessary. The most important thing for us is to save our lives. You have to remember that we all love you and hope you are safe."

Song Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and tears were falling.

"I know, godmother, you should also take care of your health."

In fact, Gu Yundong still has a lot to say, but talking too much in one go will make him indigestion, and it will be bad if he forgets the most important things.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and held a little guy left and right, "Let's go, it's almost time, it's time to go."

Out of the door, sure enough, Li Huang had been waiting impatiently.

The carriage was parked outside the county office, and Shao Qingyuan was asking people to carry several large boxes onto it.

Emperor Li frowned, "There is everything in the palace, what are you bringing him?"

"Some homemade medicine, as well as clothes, shoes and socks, and some snacks."

The rest is easy to say. I heard that the medicine was made by a family of genius doctors. Li Huang opened his mouth but didn't say much.

But after taking the pills back, he would definitely still have to find an imperial doctor for an examination.

Shao Qingyuan naturally expected this, so the medicines he gave were some common ones to treat wind-cold and fever, or detox pills to soothe the nerves and the like, which were quite common and had an emergency effect.

Seeing Song Yan coming out, Shao Qingyuan pulled him over, squatted down and said, "Take care of yourself, we will visit you when we have a chance."

Song Yan nodded, and the next moment, he keenly felt that a small ball of paper was stuffed into his small hand.

He looked at Shao Qingyuan in surprise, the latter hugged him, and said in a low voice, "After taking it back, take it back and read it alone when no one is there, memorize the content on the paper, and keep it in your heart."

"……it is good."

Shao Qingyuan smiled and patted his shoulder, "Go, godfather will carry you to the carriage."

What is written on the paper ball is the real life-saving thing. It contains some simple formulas and detoxification methods for poisons and poisons, and there are even some effects produced by mixing food. In a place that eats people like the palace, it is always good for him. of.

Of course, several common first aid methods and means of dealing with others are also written.

Song Yan got into the carriage, and hurriedly reached out and waved at them, "Godfather, godmother, brother Chichi, take care of you."

"Let's go!" Li Huang gave an order, and the convoy moved slowly.

The three of Shao Qingyuan were in the same place for a long time before returning home in a depressed mood.