Having no other choice but to do so, and unable to ignore it, Qian Shengyan had no choice but to bring several strong nannies, barge in, tie up Aruhan, and then call the imperial physician to examine her.
Aruhan was bound by ropes and unable to move, yet she stubbornly tried to bite the imperial physician's hand, frightening him so much that he retreated repeatedly. With no other option, Qian Shengyan summoned guards to knock Aruhan unconscious before the imperial physician could be called to treat her.
"Even if she wasn't sick, she made herself sick." Madam Geng didn't understand why Aruhan was so angry. Qian Shengyan could vaguely guess that she had been feeling too stifled for the past six months since coming to the capital. She had finally been promoted to the rank of Consort and thought she could finally hold her head high, but she was instead suppressed and beaten by a palace maid. As a result, she was punished. All the pent-up feelings exploded at once.
On the surface, she appears to be from a gentle, watery town, but inside she has such a twisted personality, which Qian Shengyan really can't understand.
After the imperial physician finished his examination, he also felt a tightness in his chest, as if some evil wind had entered his body. Qian Shengyan was speechless after hearing this; this doctor could really drive her crazy.
Fortunately, the imperial physician said that the symptoms were not severe and there was still a possibility of treatment, but he dared not come alone to examine and treat the patient...
Qian Shengyan and Geng Shi remained silent, but the guards were not allowed to move around in the back courtyard, so Qian Shengyan could only find two strong nannies to serve Aruhan closely every day.
"Why bother treating her like this, Your Highness? Even if she's really not well, just report that she's dying," Geng said in a low voice.
Qian Shengyan said helplessly, "With the war against the Dzungar Khanate, His Majesty will need to use the Mongols a lot. After the war is over, rewards will be given according to merit, and His Majesty may have to go to Mulan again. At that time, he must take Aruhan with him. Moreover, Aruhan must appear in good health to be a symbol of harmony between Manchuria and Mongolia."
"How many princesses of the late emperor married into the family, and how many died of illness, yet nothing seems to have happened..." Geng Shi said in a low voice.
Qian Shengyan sighed: "It is as you said, but... if this war ends quickly, and Aruhan dies of illness after only a year in the palace, it doesn't make sense, does it?"
"Can it be over so quickly?" Geng Shi was still somewhat doubtful, but Qian Shengyan, having guessed Yinzhen's background, said, "The Dzungars are just a small country. His Majesty anticipated this battle and it should be over soon."
Geng nodded, agreeing with Qian Shengyan's statement. She then thought about it and felt a headache coming on: "Yes, Qiqige is still alive and kicking, but those who entered the harem are gone... That Consort Ru's character is really terrible."
Qian Shengyan shared the same thought, but there was nothing she could do. In addition to instructing the imperial physicians to treat him properly, she also planned to suggest to Yinzhen that he follow the old method and find a lookalike substitute.
However, Lady Nian had little contact with her father and brothers, and her mother had passed away, leaving only two sisters-in-law, with whom she was not particularly close. Aruhan, on the other hand, had both parents still alive and a large number of brothers and sisters. If she were to sit with the Mongolian family members again, she might be exposed...
It's a real dilemma.
It just so happened that Yinzhen returned early today, so Qian Shengyan told him about Aruhan's situation.
Yinzhen was also puzzled: "I thought that the people of the grasslands were just straightforward and wouldn't be so temperamental... Never mind, let the imperial physician treat them first. As for the substitute you mentioned, I will order someone to find one."
"Yes." Qian Shengyan sighed. Seeing that he kept moving his shoulders, she guessed that his neck and shoulders were uncomfortable from writing for a long time, so she stepped forward to massage them for him. "Does Your Majesty still remember to get up and walk around every half hour?"
“Su Peisheng always reminds me, and I remember.” Yinzhen grasped her hand and stroked it, then sighed, “You’re the one who remembers all these little things about me. I really…”
Qian Shengyan couldn't help but think that there were actually many more people who would be willing to remember her. The only reason she was able to do so was because Yinzhen was willing to listen to her.
The two were enjoying a tender moment when Su Peisheng suddenly knocked on the door, his voice low and urgent: "Your Majesty, urgent report from Jiangsu! Wujin and Zhenyang are suffering from severe drought!"
Yinzhen suddenly stood up and hurriedly walked out. Qian Shengyan was also startled. While she was busy helping Yinzhen get a thin cloak, she couldn't help but sigh that there were both internal and external troubles.
It was March, the season for spring plowing, but these places hadn't seen snow since last winter, the riverbeds were dry, and the people were having trouble even getting water, let alone irrigating their crops.
Seeing that Yinzhen was so anxious that he developed blisters on his lips, Qian Shengyan couldn't help but feel sorry for him: "Your Majesty, please don't be too anxious... I remember that taro can grow even in drought conditions, and it can still fill our stomachs. If we really can't grow rice and wheat, we can grow some taro instead."
"Yes! You're right!" Yinzhen, who had just lain down on the bed, punched his fist and sat up abruptly. "I almost forgot!"
As he spoke, he was about to leave in his nightgown. Qian Shengyan was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening and quickly grabbed her outer garment to chase after him.
Several high-ranking officials were startled by the emperor's decree and came day and night, only to leave again soon after. Shortly thereafter, another decree was sent to Jiangsu, containing instructions on potato cultivation, as well as information on potato fruits and some disaster relief grain.
By May, good news was coming from all over the place.
First, the Dzungar Grand Tsering Dondub and Junior Tsering Dondub encountered an army of 20,000 men led by Prince Danjin Dorje and Prince Ercheling, deputy generals of the Khalkha Mongols, in Khalkha. The two princes bypassed the main Dzungar force and attacked Grand Tsering Dondub's camp, luring the Dzungar army to pursue them to Chule, the Garden of Eden. Upon arriving there, the Dzungar army suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the Mongol army. Following this battle, the Dzungar army was forced to withdraw from Khalkha, allowing the Qing Dynasty to stabilize the situation.
Then there's Jiangsu, where the potatoes are growing well, and in many places they can be harvested ahead of schedule. The disaster relief grain transported by the imperial court, plus the grain stored from last year's autumn harvest, helped them get through the most difficult period. However, since the spring planting season has already passed this year, those two counties are planning to plant another crop of potatoes, calculating that they can harvest another batch in July or August.
Meanwhile, in the inner palace, Aruhan's condition finally stabilized, and her manic symptoms improved considerably. She obediently cooperated with the treatment, took her medicine diligently, and it was clear that she had regained her energy and spirit, and was willing to work hard to recover her health.
Qian Shengyan breathed a sigh of relief, and Yinzhen was equally happy. His months of painstaking efforts had finally paid off. In this life, he wanted to completely annihilate the Dzungars and would never negotiate peace!
Just then, news came from Mongolia that, in order to strengthen the friendship between the Manchu and Mongol peoples, they were seeking a princess for their prince's heir.
Qian Shengyan was stunned when she heard the news.
Now there are only three princesses left in the palace. He Hui and Duan Rou, who are adopted daughters, were granted the title of Heshuo Princess and have already been betrothed. The only one whose marriage has not yet been arranged is Fu Erguochun.
Could it be... that they're going to marry off Folgochun to Mongolia? In this time of constant war, to marry off her daughter to Mongolia?
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