Chapter 271 Auspicious
Qi Yuzhen didn't expect that as soon as she left, Wen Jiming's mother came over with Miss Yu Liu.
To avoid embarrassment, she turned around and went home with her two children, planning to come back later.
Mrs. Zhu hadn't noticed the noise outside the door. After hearing what her son said, she frowned and said, "Don't be so discouraged. There are so many doctors in the world. If you find a few, you will definitely find the right one for you."
Wen Jiming said coldly, "You want the whole world to know that I'm impotent? You want me to become a laughing stock in the whole capital? I won't show it to the doctor."
Zhu: “…”
"Forget it, wait until your injury is healed."
How could a man of his age accept being a "eunuch" for the rest of his life? Sooner or later, desire will overcome shame, and then he will naturally seek medical help.
Wen Jiming was in a bad mood, so she didn't stay long. After giving him a few instructions, she took Yu Xueheng away.
Qi Yuzhen heard the sound of horse drivers next door and guessed that Zhu and Miss Yu Liu had left, so she brought her two children to see what was going on.
The two children had come to Wen Jiming's place many times. After greeting Wen Jiming, they struggled to get out of bed.
There was a thick blanket on the floor and there was a floor heating, so it was very warm.
Qi Yuzhen let them go.
They are already over one year old and can walk on their own by holding on to tables and chairs. After landing, they stroll around the room.
He accidentally pulled out a scroll from the drawer under the table.
Expand curiously.
When Wen Jiming saw this scene, he was so shocked that he almost sat up from the bed.
"Can't look at that!"
He hurriedly shouted to Lu Ming who was holding the scroll.
Lu Ming's hand trembled, and one end of the scroll fell from his hand.
The scroll rolled to Qi Yuzhen's feet.
Qi Yuzhen looked down and his face changed drastically. He immediately walked to Lu Ming, blocked his view and put away the scroll.
"mother!"
Lu Ming cried out in dissatisfaction.
He still couldn't see what the painting was about.
Qi Yuzhen grabbed a small wooden horse from the shelf and gave it to him, patting his head: "Play with this first."
Lu Ming's attention was instantly drawn to the little wooden horse.
Wen Jiming's face turned red as if blood was about to drip out.
Qi Yuzhen placed the fire avoidance map beside him and said, "Let's burn it, so as not to make you sad when you see it."
Wen Jiming: “???”
Whatever you see hurts you.
He suddenly realized.
The one who heard his conversation with his mother just now was not only Yu Xueheng, but also her!
"I don't……"
"As the saying goes, misfortune often brings good fortune." Qi Yuzhen said in a comforting tone, "I heard that castrated male cats are less likely to get sick and have a longer lifespan. I think the same is true for humans. This can be considered a blessing for you."
Wen Jiming: "..."
He really hasn’t turned into “Eunuch Wen”, okay!
Qi Yuzhen:
While Wen Jiming was recuperating from his injuries, the Pursuit Division searched the entire capital for the beggar who had stabbed him.
We searched for two days but couldn't find anyone.
After the commander of the Pursuit Division, Gong Tingen, understood the social relationship between Qi Yuzhen and Wen Jiming, he asked his subordinates, the Tiqi, to start investigating their potential enemies.
Upon investigation, they discovered that Ma Sanhuo, who had replaced Qi Yuzhen's explosives during the monthly demonstration, was missing.
Report the matter to Ji Changqing immediately.
Ji Changqing ordered people to keep a close eye on the circulation routes of saltpeter and sulfur, and to investigate whether anyone was privately mining saltpeter and sulfur.
In addition, personnel were arranged to guard the sky above the capital and track the whereabouts of any large birds of prey if they appeared.
To prevent anyone from using birds of prey to transport explosives into Beijing.
"Huh?"
The peregrine falcon that was patrolling the territory on the roof of the clan's gatehouse cried out in confusion.
——Who is talking about me?
Although Feng Qingsui has moved his residence, he still likes to walk his dog in the inner river.
It only takes a quarter of an hour to walk from the clan's mansion to the inner river, which is not far. After she came back from the office, as long as there was nothing else to do and it was not raining, she would take Mo Bao and Juanmao out.
Influenced by her, more and more people are walking their dogs on both sides of the inland river.
Mobao and Juanmao make more and more friends every day.
To her surprise, Luo Yixiuan also joined the dog walking team.
It takes at least quarter of an hour to get from the Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion to the inner river. Luo Yixiuan came here in a carriage with her dog.
She was walking a Luojiang dog with long fur like a lion. The dog probably rarely went out. As soon as Luo Yixiuan took the dog out of the car, it turned around and jumped back into the car. No matter how Luo Yixiuan teased it, it refused to get out.
Luo Yixuan walked towards Feng Qingsui with an embarrassed look on her face and asked, "Mrs. Feng, my dog won't get off the car. Do you know what to do?"
Feng Qingsui didn't even look at her and continued on his way.
Luo Yixiuan stood there, bit her lip, returned to the carriage, and drove away.
The next day, she came again when Feng Qingsui was walking his dog.
But this time I didn’t bring the dog.
Brought a gift box.
"Madam Feng, I was in danger at the Shangguo Mansion a while ago. Thanks to your maid, I didn't fall into the lake. To thank you for saving my life, I have been preparing a thank you gift these past few days. This is a piece of jewelry I made myself. I hope you like it."
Feng Qingsui glanced at her and asked, "Is the life-saving grace of the daughter of the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion only worth a little handicraft?"
Luo Yixuan's smile paused.
"Madam, I will always remember your kindness in my heart. I will be at your service for the rest of my life."
"I don't lack people to lead, but I do lack a hot spring manor. If you want to repay me, why not send me the title deed to the hot spring manor in Liuxi River?"
Feng Qingsui said lightly.
“No need to do it by hand.”
Luo Yixuan's face darkened. "If that hot spring villa were mine, I would definitely offer it to you immediately. But that hot spring villa belongs to the Luo family. Even if I ask my father for it, he won't give it to me."
Feng Qingsui: "Then don't show up in front of me too often, so that I won't be reminded that you owe me a hot spring villa when I see you."
Luo Yixuan: “…”
She lowered her hands holding the gift box and said sadly, "I understand. I will try my best to avoid Madam in the future."
Then he turned and left.
Wuhua wondered, "She knows she's not liked, so why does she keep coming to you every few days?"
Feng Qingsui said meaningfully, "Maybe he's covering for someone."
Wuhua blinked.
The next day, Feng Qingsui told Ji Changqing about Luo Yixuan's visit to her, and concluded by saying, "Ma Sanhuo might be hidden in the Cheng'en Marquis's mansion."
Ji Zhangqing nodded: "Nine out of ten."
The Shangguo Mansion was stripped of its title, Luo Yiwan was beheaded, the Cheng'en Marquis Mansion was no longer granted salt permits, and Luo Wu was sentenced again. Luo Yixuan should have kept a low profile now.
But he insisted on running towards Feng Qingsui.
Most people might think that she was trying to please Feng Qingsui and indirectly please Ji Changqing, so as to recover some losses for the Cheng'en Marquisate.
Ji Changqing felt that this was more like a confusing move by the Cheng'en Marquisate.
"I'll have people keep a close eye on the properties of the Cheng'en Marquisate and his in-laws," he said with a smile. "I hope they won't let me down."
If the Cheng'en Marquis Mansion dares to privately produce high explosives, it is tantamount to rebellion.
Once charged with rebellion, the fate of the Cheng'en Marquisate can be imagined.
Then the little emperor will lose another helper.
After finishing his conversation about the Cheng'en Marquisate, Ji Changqing curled his lips and smiled, "I just received a carrier pigeon from Qu Mingzhang. He reported some good news. Do you know what it is?"
Feng Qingsui raised his eyebrows: "Did he find the smallpox cow?"
Ji Changqing nodded: "Yes, we found two more. I asked him to keep one in Hezhou for breeding and send one to Beijing. It should be delivered in half a month."
Feng Qingsui reminded him, "Cowpox will heal on its own in half a month or a month at most. We need to cultivate cows with smallpox on the way to Beijing."
"I remember reminding him," Ji Changqing replied, "and I also told him how to preserve the smallpox vaccine."
Feng Qingsui couldn't help but feel a little more expectant.
Although she had been vaccinated against cowpox, her eyesight had not yet recovered at that time, and she had no idea that her master was vaccinating her against cowpox. She was confused.
Now I can finally practice it myself.
"I'll plant it for you then."
She said to Ji Changqing.
There was no ambiguity in the tone.
However, when Ji Changqing thought about the scar on his upper arm that she had created permanently, he felt a sudden surge of warmth all over his body.
"Okay." He smiled, "I'll wait."
Feng Qingsui: ()
Why do I feel that the smile of this person in front of me is a bit lewd?
Did she see it wrong?
A few days later, Feng Qingsui went to remove Wen Jiming's stitches.
Seeing that his wound was healing well, he praised: "You've taken good care of your wound. Continue to keep the wound dry and avoid strenuous activities, and it will heal soon."
Wen Jiming picked up the medical book beside his pillow and said with a smile, "I've been idle these past few days, so I looked through the medical book on the Empress Dowager that you recommended to Doctor Hao the other day. I learned a lot about postoperative care."
Feng Qingsui smiled and said, "Everyone says that Master Wen is well-informed and has a strong memory. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is indeed well-deserved."
"It's just flipping through a few more books. It's not really a skill."
Wen Ji Mingqian smiled.
"You and the Queen Mother's medical skills are real talents."
He had never seen Feng Qingsui's medical skills before, and thought that Qi Yuzhen's praise of her was just partiality. Now that he had experienced it himself, he realized that he was blinded by one thing and failed to see the big picture.
He seized the opportunity, opened the book, and asked Feng Qingsui about the puzzles he had circled.
Feng Qingsui answered his questions one by one.
After answering, he smiled and said, "I heard that you have a high level of understanding in medicine. If you study hard, you can treat yourself or your family members when you encounter minor illnesses such as headaches, fever, coughs, or indigestion and diarrhea."
Wen Jiming said: "This is exactly what I am studying so hard for."
Youyou and Luming often had runny noses, coughs and fevers. He didn't know why before and could only worry.
Now, after reading the Empress Dowager's works, I know that this is a normal phenomenon for children before the age of three. As long as we take care of them patiently, they will most likely heal on their own and there is no need to worry.
"But don't be too complacent," Feng Qingsui reminded. "You still have to see a doctor when you need to. Don't act on your own after learning a little bit. If you delay treatment, it will be too late to regret it."
Wen Jiming nodded and said, "I will definitely keep this in mind."
Because he was injured this time, Ji Changqing gave him a half-month leave. He could rest for several days after the stitches were removed. After writing down the parts of the medical book that interested him, he went to the clinic for a few days and learned more from the doctor in charge.
The night before his vacation ended, he was awakened by crying, and hurriedly got up, changed his clothes, and rushed to the next room.
Qi Yuzhen walked back and forth in the corridor holding Lu Ming, who was crying loudly.
"What happened to him?"
Wen Jiming asked.
Qi Yuzhen replied, "He didn't have a fever or diarrhea. He just started crying in the middle of the night. The nanny said he might have eaten too much."
Wen Jiming reached out and touched the child's abdomen. It was indeed a little swollen, and it made a "dong dong" sound when he patted it lightly.
"Let me give him a massage."
He said softly.
Qi Yuzhen asked in surprise, "Have you massaged him before?"
Wen Jiming shook his head.
"No, he used to be massaged by the court doctor, but I just saw the Empress Dowager's doctor and learned pediatric massage from the doctor at Ping An Hall."
Qi Yuzhen: "..."
"You'd better not use your mediocre skills on the child. What if the situation gets worse?"
Wen Jiming said, "I'll just rub his stomach. I won't do anything rash. If it doesn't work, I'll go get a doctor."
Qi Yuzhen hesitated for a moment before nodding.
She placed the child on the Arhat couch.
Wen Jiming rubbed his hands together, warmed his palms, and then placed his hands on the baby's belly, and then massaged it gently and carefully.
After pressing it for more than ten times, the child let out a series of loud farts and his crying subsided.
He was delighted and continued massaging.
The child's hands and feet gradually stopped moving, and the crying also stopped, replaced by even breathing sounds.
He withdrew his hand.
Qi Yuzhen handed over a handkerchief.
"You've worked hard, wipe off the sweat."
Wen Jiming reached out and touched his forehead, only then did he realize that he was sweating.
The weather was obviously very cold, so why was he...? Suddenly he realized that he was sweating because he was nervous.
He took the handkerchief in silence.
After Qi Yuzhen sent the child back to the room, Wen Jiming was gone when she came out. She smiled and thought to herself that she had wanted to praise him, but she didn't expect him to leave so soon.
I went back to my room to rest.
The next day, when all the officials were attending court, a group of strong men escorted a flatbed cart pulled by four horses and walked towards the gate of the palace.
Passersby were all stunned when they saw a cow covered with pox standing on a flatbed cart.
"Isn't this a sick cow? Why are you driving a sick cow into the city?"
"How disgusting! This cow is so scary. What if these poxes are transmitted to humans?"
"Will there be a successor? Oh my God!"
The people on both sides of the road moved as far away as possible in an instant.
Someone reported this to the patrolling military officials, who stopped the group.
The burly man walking in front pulled out a piece of official document from his arms. After the yamen runner read it, his eyes widened even wider than the eyes of the cow in the carriage.
This cow is actually... a sign of good fortune?
Oh my god.
Who is so reckless as to offer a sick cow as a symbol of good fortune?
Looking at the signature, it was Qu Mingzhang, the magistrate of Hecheng, Hezhou.
Yamen runner: “…”
Isn’t this Princess Yongning’s former consort?
Could it be that he was dissatisfied with being exiled to a remote area to serve as a county magistrate and wanted to take revenge on the royal family?
It's really crazy.
He doesn't want to live, but they do.
If they were allowed to walk to the palace gate, they would definitely be beaten with sticks.
Just as the yamen runner was about to speak, the strong man took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
It was actually a handwritten note from the Prince Regent.
This cow turned out to be the auspicious sign that the Regent had ordered to be found.
Yamen runner: “…”
Could it be that the Regent couldn't help himself so soon?
Is this meant to mock His Majesty? Or is it meant to bring disaster to the entire capital?
He was such a small figure, yet he happened to catch the turning point of history.
After returning the official documents and imperial edicts to the strong men, the yamen runners stepped aside and let the strong men continue on their way with the sick cow.
And the suffix followed behind, and they walked towards the palace gate together.
——He is not here to watch the fun, it is his duty to protect Dongcheng District.
The strong men arrived at the palace gate and presented the handwritten edict and official documents that had just been shown to the yamen runners. The gatekeepers then opened the palace gate and let them in.
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