A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1433 Encounter by chance, either show favor or owe a favor

Wang Jinling had known for a long time that the Ninth Uncle would definitely come to ask him. After all, in Dongling, he was the person who was most familiar with the Jixia Academy. Unfortunately, Wang Jinling didn't know much about his junior uncle Jingyang.

Wang Jinling handed the letter written by Jing Yang to the Ninth Uncle. After the Ninth Uncle finished reading it, he said, "My junior uncle is an orphan, his parents are unknown, he grew up in the Jixia Academy, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the previous Palace Master.

Jingyang is his courtesy name. It is said that he does not have a given name. As for whether it is true or not, no one knows. He went to study abroad ten years ago and only came back recently. I have not seen him before that. "

"From an orphan to the palace master's closed disciple, your junior uncle is no ordinary man." This is a mysterious man, and the very existence of this man is full of doubts.

"Although he is not well-known outside, he is as famous as me in the Jixia Academy. I am blind and he has a poor family background. Whenever the palace master and disciples mention him, they all admire him. There are many orphans in the Jixia Academy, but no one has achieved such success as him. He is a miracle in himself to stand out from so many orphans." How many poor families threw their newborn children at the gate of the Jixia Academy, hoping that they could be brought into the Jixia Academy, learn to read and write, and make a name for themselves in the future.

These people were brought into the Jixia Academy and served only as servants and book boys, and none of them could become a student of the Jixia Academy.

Only Jingyang, only Jingyang was favored by the former palace master. He went from an orphan to a student of the Jixia Academy, and then to the palace master's closed disciple. Such a person cannot but be guarded against.

But no matter how unwelcome the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling were to Jing Yang's arrival, they could not stop or change the fact that Jing Yang was coming to Dongling.

What’s even more coincidental is that this Mr. Jingyang actually entered the city on the same day as Feng Qingchen, but of course the two did not meet outside the city.

Because of Jing Yang's special status, the emperor had already sent officials from the Ministry of Rites and people from the Imperial College to wait at the city gate. When Jing Yang's carriage entered the city, everyone entering the city stepped aside one by one, including Feng Qingchen.

The carriage with the Jixia Academy logo slowly drove into the city from the road that everyone had given way to. When those who were knowledgeable saw the logo, they shouted excitedly, "It's the Jixia Academy, it's someone from the Jixia Academy. Oh my god, I'm so lucky, I can actually enter the city with the great scholar from the Jixia Academy."

"Why would a great scholar from the Jixia Academy come to Dongling? Didn't the Jixia Academy vent its anger on Dongling because of Mr. Wenyuan's death and say that it would not recruit students from Dongling for three years? Why would anyone from the Jixia Academy come here?" Outside the city gate, people were talking about it. Feng Qingchen didn't want to listen but heard a little bit. His slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Yes, why would people from the Jixia Academy come to Dongling at this time?

Others don't know, but Feng Qingchen knows that the Jixia Academy hates the Dongling royal family to the core because of Mr. Wen Yuan's death. If it weren't for Wang Jinling's face, they would probably not accept Dongling students for three years, but forever.

Under such circumstances, why would people from the Jixia Academy come to Dongling in an official manner? Is there something behind this?

While Feng Qingchen was thinking, the city gate had returned to normal and people began to line up to enter the city. Feng Qingchen had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being. Anyway, the people from the Jixia Academy who came to Dongling would definitely not target her.

Feng Qingchen reissued a complete pass and entered the city without hesitation. When the soldier guarding the city gate saw that it was Feng Qingchen, he stood up straight and shouted respectfully, "Miss Feng, please!"

"Miss Feng? Which Miss Feng?" There were many curious people at the city gate, and someone immediately asked in a teasing manner.

"Besides the eldest lady of the Feng Mansion, who else is Miss Feng?"

At the city gate, a group of ordinary people immediately put down the people from Jixia Academy and started talking about Feng Qingchen. In the eyes of ordinary people, the people from Jixia Academy were too far away from them, and Feng Qingchen, who distributed porridge and medicine, was obviously easier to approach.

As the focus of everyone's discussion, Feng Qingchen was not happy. Being in the spotlight was not a good thing. And soon she became even more unhappy because her carriage was stopped as soon as it entered the city.

"Miss Feng, it's great to meet you. Mr. Jingyang from the Jixia Academy caught a cold on the way and is very ill. It will take half an hour from the city gate to the palace. Can you come forward and treat Mr. Jingyang first?"

The visitor was a minor official from the Ministry of Rites. He spoke very politely, even with a bit of flattery, as if he was afraid that Feng Qingchen would say no.

If they hadn't been on the street, Feng Qingchen might have really said no, but there were so many people around, including some scholars. If she said she couldn't treat the disease, these people might accuse her of the Jixia Academy refusing to allow Dongling students to study there.

Although the person who came to seek medical treatment was an official from Dongling, and this official also wanted to please the people from Jixia Academy, Feng Qingchen disliked Mr. Jingyang very much.

"Let me go to treat him. Is this your idea or Mr. Jingyang's?" Feng Qingchen asked tentatively.

She didn't know if she was overly suspicious or what, but she always had a feeling that someone was plotting against her. In this situation, she had to get treatment, and she had to get well. If anything happened to Mr. Jingyang, she would be in trouble.

With two professors dying in succession in Dongling, it would be strange if the Jixia Academy didn't get furious.

"That's what I wanted to say, and I've already asked for Mr. Jingyang's consent."

I'm not afraid of opponents who are like wolves, but I'm afraid of teammates who are like pigs. Feng Qingchen was obviously betrayed by his own people.

"Wait a moment." Feng Qingchen had no choice but to activate the smart medical kit in the carriage and take out the medicine box and medicine for treating colds.

"Park the carriage in the corner. The lord is afraid of the cold and the wind. Parking the carriage in the wind will not be good for his illness." Feng Qingchen got off the carriage and asked the coachman from the Jixia Academy to drive the carriage to a corner where there was no road before he stepped forward.

"Thank you, young lady." The driver of the Jixia Academy immediately did as he was told. When Feng Qingchen stepped forward, the little servant came forward and lifted the curtain for Feng Qingchen: "Young lady Feng, please."

Patients with colds should not be exposed to the wind, so Feng Qingchen could only be treated in the carriage. Feng Qingchen did not care about this and got on the carriage confidently. However, he was stunned as soon as he got on the horse.

How come this person is so young?

Jin Ling was talented and famous, but he could only be addressed as Young Master. She thought that the title of Mr. was given to people of high moral character and prestige, such as Mr. Yuanxi and Mr. Wenyuan. But this Mr. Jingyang seemed to be only a few years older than Jin Ling.

"Miss Feng, I'm sorry to trouble you. I didn't want to disturb you, but I just can't face people in this state." Jing Yang looked embarrassed, with a little shyness of a young man.

Because of the cold, his face was abnormally flushed and his eyes were misty. He looked weak and gullible, without any trace of a great scholar.

Such a person can easily make people lose their guard. The moment Feng Qingchen saw Jing Yang, he felt that he had thought too much. Feng Qingchen silently retracted his gaze and smiled slightly: "Mr. Jing Yang, you are too serious. I am a doctor, and this is what I should do."

Feng Qingchen lowered his head to open the medicine box, and therefore missed the fleeting smile in Jingyang's eyes.

To make someone remember, you must either do him a favor or owe him a favor. Feng Qingchen doesn't need him to do you a favor now, so he owes Feng Qingchen a favor. It will be logical for him to look for Feng Qingchen in the future, and it won't make people suspicious...