165 Uncle Nine, You Are Represented

"who?"

"Prince Chunyu." One of the protagonists of this incident, but also was ignored.

"Him?" Feng Qingchen tried hard to think about the man she met yesterday. Apart from remembering that his arm was injured and he fainted due to the pain from the stitches, she had no other impression of him.

Yuwen Yuanhua said affirmatively: "It is him, the emperor's favorite nephew, his ability is stronger than we imagined. The emperor's favor to him is not like that to Prince Luo. The emperor's favor to Prince Luo is for the throne, which has created many enemies for Prince Luo. But Prince Chunyu is different. No matter how much the emperor favors him, he will not give him the throne. Therefore, the emperor's favor to him is the most real in the eyes of outsiders, and this makes it convenient for him to act, and ordinary people dare not offend him."

"It's true? I don't think so. If that were true, the one who served as bait yesterday wouldn't have been Prince Chunyu. Prince Chunyu almost lost his life." Feng Qingchen didn't believe that the Royal Family had true love.

"You don't understand this. How can you catch fish without heavy bait? Whether the emperor is sincere or fake about Chunyu Junwang, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to know that the emperor really dotes on Chunyu Junwang. Even if Chunyu Junwang does something, the emperor will not do anything to him because of this "favor"." The emperor has true feelings, but when it comes to using that true feelings, they will still be ruthless.

"You have a point. In that case, I will go to see Prince Chunyu on behalf of the Ninth Uncle. Give me a cup of tea. I will get ready, change my clothes and leave." Feng Qingchen drove Yuwen Yuanhua out, took out the necessary medicine from the smart medical bag, tied it around his calf, and after checking that everything was correct, he got on the carriage arranged by Yuwen Yuanhua.

The carriage stopped at the side door of the Prince's Mansion. Yuwen Yuanhua opened the small window of the carriage and pointed at a forty-year-old woman outside the side door. He said to Feng Qingchen, "Prince Chunyu did not return to the palace because of his injury. He has been living in the Prince's Mansion these days. That woman is my person. Just go up and say that Master Wen asked you to come."

Master Wen is the pseudonym of Yuwen Yuanhua.

"I didn't expect that you also had spies in the Prince's Mansion." Everyone in this imperial city is a shrewd person. Feng Qingchen told himself not to underestimate anyone.

Yuwen Yuanhua is by no means a reckless general. Wang Jinling is good to her, but that doesn’t mean he is good to everyone.

"They are just unimportant people. They can't find out any information. As for spies, I have more of them in my house. After all, it's more comfortable at your place. It's just you and Zhou Xing. Although you have to do everything by yourselves, you don't have to worry at home. You don't know that I dare not sleep soundly at home, let alone drink, for fear that I might accidentally talk in my sleep or drunkenly and cause trouble." Therefore, Yuwen Yuanhua liked to go to Feng Qingchen's house whether he had something to do or not.

I don’t ask for anything else, just peace of mind and freedom.

"When you are in the officialdom, you have no choice. You can slowly reflect on these things by yourself. I'm leaving now." Feng Qingchen had no sympathy for Yuwen Yuanhua at all.

If you work in the system, you will be subject to its constraints. This is a very normal thing.

These officials don't have to worry about their lives, but they still have to worry about something.

…

I don’t know if it was because Yu Wen Yuanhua made proper arrangements or the guards of the Prince’s Mansion were too lax, but Feng Qingchen easily arrived at the backyard of the Prince’s Mansion.

The so-called backyard is for the female members to live in. Dongling Zichun has not yet married, but he has quite a few women, including dozens of concubines, maids, and beauties.

"Miss, I can only send you to the inner courtyard. The prince lives in Qingyan Courtyard. If you want to go there, it's better to borrow the name of one of the ladies." The old woman was just a gatekeeper, and it was good enough for her to be sent here. Feng Qingchen certainly understood.

"Thank you, Auntie." Feng Qingchen nodded slightly and walked towards the inner courtyard.

"Auntie..." The old woman was so scared when she saw Feng Qingchen swaggering into the inner courtyard from the main gate that she broke out in a cold sweat. She wanted to call out to her, but it was too late. She could only grit her teeth, stomp her feet, and run back.

I sighed in my heart, why did the general bring such a stupid girl here? She is really looking for death!

"Who are you? This is the Prince's Mansion, you can't barge in." Feng Qingchen was discovered by the old woman in the inner courtyard before she even reached the door.

There was no way, Feng Qingchen was dressed too poorly, not even as well as the maids in the Prince's Mansion.

Doctors have their own methods. Feng Qingchen stopped and glanced at the two of them. She said seriously, "I am a female doctor from the Imperial Hospital. I have been ordered to come to the backyard to borrow needles and thread from Madam."

"A female doctor from the Imperial Hospital? Why doesn't she look like one? Borrowing needles and thread? What does a female doctor need money for?" The people in the Prince's Mansion could not be easily intimidated.

Feng Qingchen was not panicked. He looked up at the two maids and said calmly, "Have you two mothers been experiencing palpitations, insomnia, depression, emotional instability, irritability, and irritability recently?"

"How do you know?" The two old women were stunned, the suspicion in their eyes gradually disappeared, and their faces became eager.

"I'm a female doctor, so of course I know some medical skills. Although I don't take pulses, doctors emphasize observation, smell, questioning and palpation. Seeing the looks of the two mothers, I'll venture to say something." Feng Qingchen was serious, and she played the role of the young female doctor in the Imperial Hospital perfectly.

As for the symptoms she mentioned...

Judging from the ages of these two women, even if they haven't reached menopause yet, they are almost there. And looking at their impatient expressions, it is very likely that they have reached menopause.

Isn't this the case for all women when they reach menopause?

"Young lady, you are really a female doctor. I am sorry for being so rude." The two of them bowed and begged for mercy. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was not angry, they asked shyly, "Young lady, you can see what is wrong with us. I wonder if you can prescribe a prescription for us. To be honest, young lady, we are not doing well in front of the master because of this problem."

No master would like a servant with a bad temper.

"That's not impossible, but my medical skills are not up to par yet. I'll go back and ask my family's imperial physician, and then I'll prescribe some medicine for the two mothers..."

Before Feng Qingchen could finish, the two mothers interrupted her: "Miss, you are too polite. How can we ask the imperial physician to prescribe a prescription for our worthless lives? Miss, just give us one."

"My two mothers, even if I write the prescription, it has to be checked by the imperial physician first. Otherwise, if the prescription is wrong, it will be my fault. What's more, I'm afraid it won't work today. The prince's wound has split open and is waiting for me to sew it up with needle and thread." Feng Qingchen spoke lightly, with a little bit of reserve.

This is what a professional should do, so that people will think you are awesome. Being blindly humble will only make people think you are a pushover.

Sure enough, the guarding woman immediately obeyed and diligently led Feng Qingchen in. Without waiting for Feng Qingchen to speak, she explained Feng Qingchen's identity with a smug look on her face, and even specially added the words "female doctor who is most valued by the imperial physician."

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Feng Qingchen really wanted to laugh a few times. She really had the potential to be a liar. It was easy for an expert to fool a layman. Back then in the Blood-Clothed Guards, she managed to fool Lu Shaolin, but she couldn't handle the two old women.

After explaining the purpose of his visit, Feng Qingchen originally thought that he would have to spend some time persuading the ladies in Prince Chunyu's backyard to believe him, but he did not expect that these ladies would exclaim in surprise one after another when they heard his intention.

"Need needle and thread? Okay, I'll go get it. I just hope that when the prince sees the wound, he will remember me."

"Sister, please don't compete with me for this opportunity. I have always been favored by the prince. Please give this opportunity to me."

"The prince came to the backyard to get the money for the needles. He must want my needles and money. I will go get them now."

…

The women in the backyard were so excited that Feng Qingchen was sweating. At the end, Feng Qingchen added: "The prince woke up and wanted to drink soup. I wonder which lady made soup for him."

"I have prepared some soup for the prince. I will go get it now."

"I have prepared it too."

…

They were obviously a group of delicate flowers, but at this moment they were running very fast, fearing that they would be a step slower and be overtaken by others.

Feng Qingchen stood there leisurely waiting. In half an incense stick of time, the money, thread and soup were ready.

"Doctor, use mine, mine is better." The concubines were gentle and touching, but at this moment they were cheerful.

"Nonsense, I asked someone to bring this needle and thread from Nanling. It is a thousand times better than yours. You can use mine, doctor. Mine is better." When giving the needle and thread to Feng Qingchen, he also took off the jade bracelet on his hand and handed it to Feng Qingchen's arms. With a charming look in his eyes, he said to Feng Qingchen: Girl, you know what I mean.

It was emerald green all over, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary item. Feng Qingchen nodded, thinking that he was a very good person, and took it without hesitation.

She decisively accepted the bribe.

"Doctor, this is the ginseng and chicken soup I prepared. You can smell it, it is absolutely nutritious." The golden gold also slid into Feng Qingchen's hands.

Ahem…

No wonder everyone wants to be an official. Being an official does have its benefits. For example, she just passed on a message and received a lot of benefits.

Feng Qingchen was definitely a sensible person. When she was paid to do something for someone else, she had to do it well. After putting away the money for the soup and needles, Feng Qingchen asked for the names of the two ladies who had given her the jade bracelet and gold.

"I cherish flowers."

"My slave is Zhaoyue."

"I will definitely tell the Duke of the County about the kindness of the two ladies." Feng Qingchen carried the things and walked towards Dongling Zichun's courtyard under the happy and condemning eyes of the crowd. On the way, when someone asked about it, Feng Qingchen held up the food box and said, "I am delivering soup to the Duke of the County in accordance with Madam Yue's order. This is the Duke of the County's personal order."

The guard didn't quite believe it, but when he saw that the food box was Dong Ling Zichun's special one, he didn't dare to make things difficult for him.

It turned out that when Feng Qingchen said she wanted to deliver the soup, she specifically asked for the prince's favorite food box. And it turned out that the box really was there. Her luck was incredible.

Feng Qingchen walked all the way to Qingyan Courtyard with a swagger. He didn't feel guilty at all. Under the murderous gazes of the guards, he remained calm and composed.

Afterwards, when Yuwen Yuanhua asked about it, he just said that he was a man of great skill and courage, and that was fine.

But in fact, he knew that although the method was simple, not everyone could do it. At least he did not have the medical skills that Feng Qingchen could bring out at will, and most people would not have Feng Qingchen's courage...