"Prince Chunyu." One of the protagonists in this incident, but he was also ignored.
"Him?" Feng Qingchen tried hard to think about the person he met yesterday. Apart from remembering that he injured his arm and fainted from the pain of stitching, he had no memory of him anymore.
Yuwen Yuanhua affirmed: "It's him, the emperor's favorite nephew. His ability is stronger than we imagined. The emperor's love for him is not like that of King Luo. The emperor's love for King Luo is the throne, which is invisible.
He made many enemies for King Luo. But Prince Chunyu was different. No matter how much the emperor favored him, he would not give him the throne. Therefore, the emperor's favor for him was the most real in the eyes of outsiders, and this made it easier for him to act.
Most people dare not offend him."
"I don't think it's true. If it's true, the one who made the bait yesterday was not Prince Chunyu. Prince Chunyu almost died." Feng Qingchen didn't believe that the Tian family had true feelings.
"You don't understand this. How can you catch fish without laying heavy bait? Whether the emperor is sincere towards Prince Chunyu or not, it has nothing to do with us. We only need to know that the emperor really loves Prince Chunyu.
Even if Prince Chunyu does something, the emperor will not do anything to him for the sake of this "favor"." The emperor has true feelings, but when they want to use that true feelings, they will still not do anything to him.
Soft-handed.
"You are right. In that case, I will go to see Prince Chunyu on behalf of Uncle Nine Emperors. While I have a cup of tea, I will get ready, change my clothes and leave." Feng Qingchen transformed Yu Wenyuan
He rushed out, took out the necessary medicine from the smart medical bag, tied it to his calf, and after checking that everything was correct, he got on the carriage arranged by Yuwen Yuanhua.
The carriage stopped at the side door of the Prince's Mansion. Yuwen Yuanhua opened the small window of the carriage, pointed at a woman about forty years old outside the side door, and said to Feng Qingchen: "Prince Chunyu did not return to the palace because of his injury. He has not returned to the palace for the past few days.
She lives in the Prince's Mansion, and that woman is mine. Just come forward and say that Mr. Wen asked you to come."
Mr. Wen is the pseudonym of Yuwen Yuanhua.
"I didn't expect that you also have spies in the Prince's Mansion." Everyone in this imperial city is a human being, Feng Qingchen told herself, don't underestimate anyone.
Yu Wenyuanhua is by no means a reckless general. Wang Jinling is good to her, but that does not mean that he is good to anyone.
"They are just unimportant people. We can't get any information. As for spies, there are more spies in my house. After all, it's more comfortable at your place. It's just you and Zhou Xing. Although you have to do everything by yourself, you can't do it by yourself."
Don't worry about it at home, you don't know, I don't dare to sleep at home, let alone drink, for fear of accidentally talking in sleep or drunken words after falling asleep, and causing trouble." Therefore, Yuwen Yuanhua will do whatever he wants.
Ai ran to Feng Qingchen's house.
I don’t ask for anything else, I just want peace of mind and freedom.
"When you're in an officialdom, you can't help yourself. Feel free to express your emotions slowly. I'm going down." Feng Qingchen had no sympathy for Yuwen Yuanhua at all.
If you are part of the system, you will have to be constrained by the system. This is normal.
These officials don't have to worry about their lives, they have to worry about something.
…
I don't know whether Yu Wenyuanhua made proper arrangements or the guards at the Prince's Mansion were too lax, but Feng Qingchen came to the backyard of the Prince's Mansion very easily.
The so-called backyard is for the female family members. Dongling Zichun is not yet married, but there are many women. There are dozens of concubines, wives, and beauties.
"Girl, the old lady can only be sent to the inner courtyard. The prince lives in Qingyan Court. If the girl wants to go there, it is best to borrow the name of some lady." The old lady is just a janitor, so she can be sent here.
That's good. Of course Feng Qingchen understands.
"Thank you, ma'am." Feng Qingchen nodded lightly and walked towards the inner courtyard.
"Auntie..." When the old woman saw Feng Qingchen swaggering into the inner courtyard from the main entrance, she broke into a cold sweat and wanted to stop her, but it was too late. She could only grit her teeth, stomp her feet, and run back.
I sighed secretly in my heart, why did the general bring such a stupid girl here? She is really looking for death!
"Who are you? This is the prince's palace, don't break in." Before Feng Qingchen could reach the door, he was discovered by the woman in the inner courtyard.
There was no way, Feng Qingchen was so poorly dressed that she was not even as good as a maid in the prince's palace.
Doctors have their own methods of healing. Feng Qingchen stopped, glanced at the two of them, and said in a serious tone: "I am the doctor at the Taiyuan Hospital. I was ordered to come to the backyard and borrow a needle and thread from Madam."
"Doctor girl from Taiyuan Hospital? Why doesn't she look like that? Borrowing needles and threads. What's the use of a medical girl borrowing money for needles?" People from the county prince's palace are not easily fooled.
Feng Qingchen was not panicked. He raised his head and glanced at the two mothers-in-law, and said calmly: "Have the two mothers often felt palpitation, insomnia, depression, emotional instability, irritability, and irritability recently?"
"How do you know?" The two women were startled, the suspicion in their eyes gradually disappeared, and their faces became eager.
"I'm a medical woman, and of course I know some medical skills. Although I don't know how to feel the pulse, doctors pay attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. After looking at the appearance of the two mothers, I ventured to say something." Feng Qingchen said in a serious tone.
The medical girl's performance was sublime and pretty.
As for the symptoms she mentioned...
Judging from the age of these two women, even if they are not menopausal, they are almost there. Looking at their irritable looks, they are most likely going through menopause.
Not all women are like this when they reach menopause.
"Young lady is really a doctor, I'm so rude." The two of them bowed and begged for mercy. Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't look angry, they asked with a shy face: "Girl, you can see our faults, can you give us any treatment?"
Fangzi, let’s be honest with you, girl, because of this problem, we can’t please our master.”
If a servant has a bad temper, no master will like it.
"It's not impossible, but my medical skills are not as good as Huo Hou. When I go back, I will consult my imperial doctor and then I will prescribe prescriptions for the two mothers..."
Before Feng Qingchen could finish speaking, the two mothers interrupted: "Young lady, you are serious. How can I ask the imperial doctor to prescribe a prescription for my humble life? Just give us one."
"Two mothers, even if I prescribe a prescription, I have to let the imperial doctor see it before I can do it. Otherwise, if the prescription is wrong, it will be my fault. What's more, I'm afraid it won't work today. The prince's wound has opened.
, just waiting for me to take the needle and thread to sew." Feng Qingchen said calmly, with a little bit of reserve.
If you are a professional, people will think you are awesome. Being humble will only make people think you are weak.
Sure enough, the guard's mother-in-law immediately obeyed and led Feng Qingchen in diligently. Without waiting for Feng Qingchen to speak, she explained Feng Qingchen's identity with a smug look on her face, and specifically added the name of the doctor who was most valued by the imperial physician.
The word female.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Feng Qingchen would have really wanted to laugh a few times. She really has the potential to be a liar. It's easy for an expert to fool an amateur. When she fooled Lu Shaolin in the Blood Clothes Guard, she still couldn't deal with two women.
After explaining the purpose of his visit, Feng Qingchen originally thought that he would have to go through a lot of trouble to convince the people in Prince Chunyu's backyard, but he didn't expect that the people in Prince Chunyu's backyard would start to scream when they heard it.
"Want a needle and thread? Okay, okay, I'll go get it, but I hope the prince will think of the slave family when he sees the wound."
"Sister, please don't compete with me. My sister has always been favored by the king. Please give this opportunity to my sister."
"The prince came to the backyard specially to get the needle money. He must want my needle and money. I will go and get it right now."
…
The women in the backyard were all so excited that Feng Qingchen was really sweating. At the end, Feng Qingchen added: "The prince wakes up and wants to drink soup. I wonder if any lady can make it for him."
Got the soup.”
"The slave family has prepared soup for the prince, I will go get it right away."
"The slave family is also prepared."
…
They are obviously a group of delicate flowers, but they are running very fast at this time, for fear that if they are a step slower, others will take the lead.
Feng Qingchen could just stand there and wait calmly. In half a stick of incense, the money string and soup were ready.
"Doctor girl, use mine, mine is good." The concubines were gentle and touching, but at this time they were full of cheerfulness.
"Nonsense, my needle and thread were specially brought from Nanling. It's a thousand times better than yours. Doctor girl, you can use mine, I'm better." When giving the money for the needle to Feng Qingchen, he also handed over the jade bracelet on his hand.
She slid down and handed them to Feng Qingchen's arms. With her charming eyes like silk, she conveyed to Feng Qingchen: Girl, you know what I mean.
The whole body was green, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not ordinary. Feng Qingchen nodded, he was really a good person, and he put it away without ceremony.
She decisively accepted the bribe.
"Doctor girl, this is the ginseng chicken soup I prepared. Smell it, it will definitely nourish you." The golden gold also slipped into Feng Qingchen's hand.
Ahem...
No wonder everyone wants to be an official. There are real benefits to being an official. She just spread the word and got the benefits easily.
Feng Qingchen was definitely a sensible person. He used people's money to do things for others. After collecting the things, of course he had to do it well. After putting away the soup and needle money, Feng Qingchen asked the two ladies who gave her jade bracelets and gold.
name.
"The servant cherishes the flowers."
"The slave's family shines on the moon."
"I will definitely convey the good intentions of the two ladies to the prince." Feng Qingchen carried her things and walked towards Dongling Zichun's courtyard under the eyes of everyone's joy and condemnation. On the way, she met someone asking, Feng Qingchen
Qingchen held up the food box and said, "On the order of Mrs. Zhaoyue, I am sending soup to the prince. This is the order of the prince himself."
The guard didn't believe it, but when he saw that the food box was used by Donglingzi Chunte, he didn't dare to be embarrassed at the moment.
It turned out that when Feng Qingchen was delivering soup, he had specifically specified that the Prince's favorite food box should be used, and it turned out that it was really good luck.
Walking all the way to Qingyan Court in a swaggering manner, Feng Qingchen didn't feel guilty at all. Under the murderous eyes of the guards, he looked calm and composed.
Afterwards, when Yuwen Yuanhua asked about it, he only said that people with high skills are bold, so that's okay.
But in fact, he understood that although the method was simple, not everyone could do it. At least he didn't have Feng Qingchen's medical skills at the drop of a hat, and most people wouldn't have Feng Qingchen's courage...