Jiang Jingyu looked at him calmly, "Since I'm married to the general, the affairs of the general's mansion are my business. Now that my uncle is in trouble, I naturally have to help him."
Of course she knew that one hundred taels of silver was not a small amount. Although it was just a drop in the bucket for her, it was nearly half a year's salary for Zhou Huaiqian.
"They treat you like that, young lady, why should you still be sincere to them? In my opinion, you can't even spend this money on them, even if it's feeding a dog!"
Qiu Shuang pouted and was indignant for Jiang Jingyu. The general's mansion didn't even give the young lady food, so why did he want to spend the young lady's money?
"That's right! Miss, we can't let them spend this money! Once there's one, there'll be two, and then there'll be three. Their greed can't be appeased!"
"Okay, I know what I'm doing."
Jiang Jingyu interrupted Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu who were singing in unison.
Even two maids who had just arrived at the general's mansion could see that the people in the general's mansion were a bunch of ungrateful people who could never be tamed. How could Jiang Jingyu, who possessed the memories of her original life, not see it?
She didn't give this money for free. She wanted to add fuel to the fire when Zhou Huaiqian was about to be promoted!
Anyway, the silver will eventually return to her hands. Not to mention one hundred taels, even if it is five hundred taels, she will still hand it over with both hands!
Nanny Feng, who was sent by Zhang to Nanyuan to get the silver, came back soon with a silver note of one hundred taels in her hand.
Even when she held the banknote in her hand, Zhang still felt it was a little unreal.
This is one hundred taels of silver!
Although the General's Mansion was a family of officials and had no worries about food and drink, the family was not wealthy. The General's Mansion did not have many properties outside, and the second son Zhou Huaian was a carefree man. Everyone in the General's Mansion relied on the few properties and Zhou Huaiqian's salary to survive.
Zhang held the banknotes against her chest and kept them warm for a long time. Only when they were warm did she reluctantly hand them to the servant.
"Take the banknotes and go to the gambling house to redeem the Second Young Master. Remember, you must keep a close eye on the remaining fifty taels of silver. It must not fall into the Second Young Master's hands again!"
On the other side, the Imperial Hospital.
Song Wenjing was sitting on the armchair, dozing off with his forehead in his hand. In front of him were a dozen imperial physicians who were busy looking through medical books.
After returning last night, Song Wenjing sent someone to inform the imperial physician of his condition and asked them to study the cause of his condition last night.
But the whole night passed and the imperial doctors still hadn't given an answer. After the court session, Song Wenjing personally went to the Imperial Hospital.
As the sound of flipping pages stopped, the imperial doctors all raised their heads, looked at each other, and finally shook their heads.
"How is it? Is there any record of my situation in the book?"
Song Wenjing slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dozens of imperial doctors in front of him.
The head of the Imperial Hospital bowed and said, "Your Majesty, we have searched all the medical books in the Imperial Hospital and have not found the cause of your Majesty's symptoms."
Song Wenjing frowned slightly. This was not even recorded in the medical books of the Imperial Hospital. It seemed that the situation last night was a bit tricky.
Another imperial physician tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, I presume that since Your Majesty was not averse to women last night, could it be that Your Majesty's illness has been cured?"
"No, I still hate all the palace ladies and concubines except my mother."
Finally, Song Wenjing added, "When the woman last night pressed her body against mine, I didn't feel disgusted at all."
The imperial doctors looked at each other, unable to figure out what illness His Majesty had.
Could it be that the woman is the salvation sent by God to Your Majesty?
When this idea popped into their minds, they themselves felt it was ridiculous.
But since Your Majesty doesn't mind that woman being close to you, perhaps it would be better to let Your Majesty interact with her more and cure the disease?
Thinking of this, another imperial physician said, "Your Majesty, since you are not opposed to contact with that woman, perhaps there is something different about her. As long as we can understand the difference between her and others, your majesty's illness can be cured without treatment."
"I second the motion."
The other imperial doctors also thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.
The difference...
Song Wenjing paused, thinking of the faint fragrance. He closed his eyes and recalled the smell.
"She has a nice fragrance."
Imperial doctors: “…”
No, I meant for Your Majesty to think carefully about what made that woman different from the others. Why are you still reminiscing about her?
The imperial physicians looked at Song Wenjing expectantly: "Your Majesty, what else is there?"
When Song Wenjing thought of Jiang Jingyu's face, four words popped up in his mind unconsciously - stunningly beautiful.
He is not a frivolous person, so he naturally would not distinguish between people based on their appearance.
Song Wenjing looked at the imperial doctors and said two words calmly: "Gone."
“No, no more?”
The imperial doctors were shocked and looked at each other helplessly: "This is going to be difficult."
For a moment, the Imperial Hospital fell silent again.
The stalemate is coming——
Doctor Wang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Your Majesty, I have a solution, but I'm not sure if I should tell you or not!"
"But it's okay."
"Since the fragrance of that woman left such a deep impression on Your Majesty, perhaps this fragrance is what makes her different from others. I believe that if we can have a perfumer create her fragrance and use it on other people, the problem will be solved!"
"What if the problem isn't Youxiang?" Doctor Zhang asked.
"If Youxiang isn't the key, then summon her to the palace. If Your Majesty can see her every day without feeling disgusted, over time, I believe your aversion to women will naturally disappear."
"What Doctor Wang said makes sense!"
"Your Majesty, I think Doctor Wang's method is worth a try!"
The imperial physicians all bowed to Song Wenjing and agreed with Imperial Physician Wang's proposal.
They have been studying His Majesty's illness over the years, but there has been no progress. If they can solve this problem by making perfumes, it will not make them, the imperial doctors, appear too incompetent.
After listening to the advice of the imperial doctors, Song Wenjing went back and asked someone to find a painter to draw Jiang Jingyu's appearance based on his description.
Several painters drew more than a dozen pictures, but Song Wenjing was not satisfied with any of them. Finally, he had to pick up the pen himself and sketch Jiang Jingyu's appearance on rice paper.
Song Wenjing lowered his head and painted every frame very carefully.
The painter and perfumer stood aside, watching his movements curiously. They all wanted to know what the woman His Majesty was talking about looked like.
As the last stroke was completed, Song Wenjing put the brush aside and gently blew on the portrait in front of him which was not yet dry.
"The person I'm looking for is her."
Out of the curiosity of the painter and perfumer, Song Wenjing picked up the portrait in his hand.
One of the perfumers' pupils trembled: "This, this is not..."
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