Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician!!!

Xu Yanmiao didn't understand all these twists and turns, but he was obedient, didn't make trouble, and never thought he was smarter than others.

——Since the Minister of War reminded him to pay attention to these officials' children, he would pay more attention to them.

As a result, the family members/elders of those officials' children surrounded him as soon as the court was called.

"Xu Lang was only 19 years old and he was able to ascend to the Zhigong Tower. He is really young and promising."

——Zhigong Tower is where the chief examiner watched the candidates take the exam during the imperial examination.

"My people are over 40 years old and are still taking the imperial examinations. It's a shame."

"My kid is the same - Xu Lang, I like to think about things, but now I just want to be honest. I hope this child has real talent and knowledge, so that he can better serve Your Majesty. If his virtue is not worthy of his position, there will be disaster. Xu Lang, don't be soft on him."

"Me too!"

Xu Yanmiao was surrounded and bombarded with people, and he remembered a core idea: [Just let me be fair, right? ]

[I will be fair even if they don't say it. No matter whether these people are telling the truth or hinting at something, it has nothing to do with me. ]

The college student raised his head proudly.

[College entrance examination - No, those who use personal connections in the imperial examination are all garbage! 】

...

After finally getting out of the crowd, Xu Yanmiao bumped into Ji Sui head-on, bowed and said, "Mr. Ji."

Then he left. But that vague glance...

Ji Sui's temples jumped, and he wanted to grab Xu Yanmiao and tell him to either leave directly or tell him what happened. This kind of vague look made it clear that people cared!

After the people walked away, Ji Sui pulled over an official - a well-known honest man in the court: "What did Xu Yanmiao say in your heart just now?"

The official who was pulled was immediately frightened and stammered.

- Obviously, Xu Yanmiao's words were definitely not good.

After several breaths, the official whispered, "He... he was praising Duke Ji..." Feeling Ji Sui's distrustful gaze, the official said, "He said... Duke Ji is very brave."

Ji Sui: "?"

Is he really praising?

Absolutely impossible. Why did Xu Yanmo praise him for no reason?

"Tell me in detail, I don't blame you."

The official gritted his teeth and continued, "Xu Lang said that Duke Ji is very brave. First, you misjudged your first wife, and then misjudged your fake nephew. You didn't even realize that there was a problem with your vision of people. You even dared to adopt a son, hoping that the son would be a backer for your beloved granddaughter, and you are not afraid of being wiped out. If you really have this idea, instead of choosing by yourself, you might as well draw lots and choose a reliable one... Ji, Duke Ji?"

Ji Sui's heart attack was already reflected on his face.

After a pause, he spoke unhappily: "There are always women in the world, so my wealth and connections will naturally be left to my granddaughter. But women are tougher, and if there is no man in the family, there will always be evil spirits who want to try to tear a piece of flesh from her - he's just a cute boy, what does he know!"

The official whispered: "Xu Lang mentioned this in his heart. He said: It is better to trust the Crown Princess than to trust outsiders."

"He also said that if you must choose, Lord Ji, you might as well eliminate all the ones you like after you have chosen, and pick out the one you dislike the most from the remaining people..."

Faced with this "insult", Ji Sui took a deep breath and decided to skip it.

"Does he think I did this without thinking? I adopted him and signed a contract with him as proof. The adopted son signed, the guarantor signed, and the acquaintance signed. After my death, he must protect my granddaughter and escort her. If he does not abide by the contract, he will be punished. Although Ji is dead, his relatives and friends are still alive."

- But it will be different if he is sent to the royal family. If the royal family bullies A Zheng, no one will stand up for her.

The official whispered: "Xu Lang also said that Lord Ji and his relatives and friends are quite old, but the adopted son is young and will sooner or later be promoted to a high official. At that time, no one will touch his head for an orphan girl. A contract can only rely on his conscience."

Ji Sui's silence was deafening.

Why didn't he worry about these things secretly? But A Zheng was unwilling to get married, and he did not want to force A Zheng, so he could only think of ways to increase her relatives so that outsiders would not dare to bully her.

What else could he do?

"If I had left a child when I was young, it would be great..."

The official hesitated.

"Actually, this, Xu Lang also said..." Ji Sui

choked suddenly.

How could this man think so many things in his mind!

"What did he say?" "

He said..." The official pinched his throat and imitated Xu Yanmiao's voice: "Ji Sui, why don't you give up your throne to your adopted son and let him protect you..."

"Nonsense!" Ji Sui flicked his sleeves: "I am a man--"

Official: "...Actually, this, Xu Lang also has something to say."

"..."

Ji Sui had a heart attack and his eyes went black.

Official: "He said, Lord Ji, you can also be a woman... uh, the latter part is a bit vulgar."

Ji Sui held his throbbing eyebrows, veins popping out on his forehead: "Say it!"

You asked me to say it!

The official looked at him with a subtle excitement: "Xu Lang said that it is so comfortable to rely on others, why don't you feel comfortable yourself - Lord Ji?"

"Lord Ji?!"

"Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician quickly!!!"

*

"He told me why he would recognize an adopted son..."

Qin Zheng said softly. Sitting opposite her was Empress Dou.

- She would go with Ji Sui just to come to the capital to see the empress. The empress left her a sign. If she wanted to enter the palace, she could take this sign to the empress's manor, and someone would arrange it for her.

After telling the whole story of her adopted son, Qin Zheng's throat felt rusty. She seemed to want to say something, but she didn't know how to start. She could only remain silent and lower her head slightly.

Empress Dou covered her hand.

Qin Zheng raised her head in surprise. The soft palm transmitted warmth, which seemed to flow through her whole body.

Her Majesty the Queen asked her gently, "A Zheng, what do you do on a daily basis?"

This was something she knew how to organize into words.

"In addition to reading and learning dance, I also go to the countryside to provide free clinics and treat those who cannot afford medical treatment."

Qin Zheng's expression did not change as she said these words.

She did not have any lofty ideals, nor had she ever thought about the benevolence of a doctor. She just wanted to find something to do for herself - but she did feel sorry for the poor who had no money to treat their illnesses. And this kind of pity was the same as when she saved the Crown Prince and the little rabbit that had injured its leg on the roadside.

Empress Dou smiled at her, "A Zheng's medical skills are very good. It was A Zheng who discovered that I was a little unwell this time."

The palace became quiet again.

A ray of warm sunlight came through the crack in the window, illuminating the frost on the plum blossom in the vase, which spread from the tip of the petals to the root. The gold edge was light and crystal clear, and

the red color around Qin Zheng's earlobe was also light.

She said embarrassedly: "I learned from the wild way, and I only know how to use cheap herbs when prescribing medicine. Your Highness is kind-hearted, so he is willing to take it. If it were the imperial physician..."

The smile on Empress Dou's face turned into a laugh: "I was not born as an empress. When I was young, I couldn't afford precious herbs or even cheap medicines. On the contrary, the prescription you prescribed, Azheng, made me feel very close. It is also effective. Once it was applied, my body felt much more relaxed."

Qin Zheng became even more shy. The red color spread from her ears to her cheeks.

Empress Dou asked her: "Since Ji Sui is worried about where you will go after a hundred years, do you have any idea?"

Qin Zheng's rosy face turned slightly pale.

She cheered up and answered Empress Dou seriously: "I don't know. Maybe I will be an ordinary doctor in the countryside - but I must have my face tattooed."

Facing Empress Dou's understanding eyes, Qin Zheng's eyes were red: "Even if it is inconvenient for Lord Ji, even if Lord Ji sent strong men to protect me, when I practice medicine, there are still men who want to do something to me, even if I wear a veil. In the future... I'm afraid they will be even more rampant. It's better to destroy this face."

"Maybe like Lord Ji said, it would be much better to have someone to rely on after getting married. But I don't want this... Your Highness, I don't want to get married."

The matter of the Crown Prince left a deep psychological shadow on Qin Zheng. She was even more resistant to getting married.

Empress Dou said, "A Zheng, have you ever thought that your own knowledge is your reliance?"

Qin Zheng was stunned.

"Your dancing skills allow you to be a dancing teacher in the princess's mansion. With the princess's mansion behind you, no ordinary person dares to bully you. And your medical skills-"

Empress Dou said softly, "The prince is not interested in beauty and has a bad health. If someone can live in the East Palace and take care of his health, I can also feel at ease-although there is a descendant of the medical fairy in the capital, her husband was exiled, and His Majesty is wary of her, worried that she will play tricks with the medicine, so he can't let her treat the prince."

Qin Zheng looked down blankly, looking at her hands that often grind herbs. Her fingers were slightly bent, as if she wanted to hold something, but she was a little hesitant.

"It's not pity, nor charity--" Empress Dou's words almost tightened Qin Zheng's heart: "How you can live depends entirely on your medical skills."

"If my son lives another 20 or 30 years, you will be 30 or 40 years old, and you will be a female doctor in the palace. No one dares to covet you. The only one who can make you helpless is the next emperor. But if my son can live another 10 years, you will be 40 or 50 years old. There are many tender girls in the world. How can the next emperor focus on you?"

"A Zheng."

Empress Dou clenched Qin Zheng's hand into a fist.

With a serious expression: "Young people are worried and confused. But I want to tell you--" "