Soon after the last snow fell in Dingjing, the temperature slowly began to rise. However, when the snow melted and the ice disappeared, it was still chilly in spring.
Mu Zhuohua deeply felt the difference between the north and the south at this moment. She stayed in the house every day, burning the stove, reading books and drinking tea. She was unwilling to go out.
Shen Jinghong's reputation spread throughout the capital. In just half a month, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was famous in Beijing. Even the aunties selling vegetables in the vegetable market would talk about Mr. Shen's deeds with spring on their faces, and the fireworks across from Mu Zhuohua had already started singing Mr. Shen's poems.
Even with the door closed, she was forced to learn all kinds of obscene lyrics and songs.
"It's insulting to be civilized, it's insulting to be civilized." Mu Zhuohua hummed and shook her head, and took a sip of wine to warm herself up.
Guo Juli was sweeping the floor, and said without raising his head: "Miss, you are singing so enthusiastically."
Mu Zhuohua touched his chin thoughtfully, showing a distressed expression: "I think it's because I, your daughter, am not a gentleman."
As he was speaking, there was a knock on the door. Guo Juli put down the broom and ran out.
Mu Zhuohua thought about it, put on her coat and walked out.
Guo Juli opened the door, and Aunt Lu was standing at the door alone, blocking the wind outside the door. Aunt Lu was smiling and looked energetic. She strode into the house, revealing two figures behind her.
Aunt Lu found Mu Zhuohua with two women of the same age as her.
"Miss Mu, excuse me." Aunt Lu smiled at Mu Zhuohua kindly, turned to her two companions and said, "This is the female doctor I told you about. I only sleep well after using this sachet." Aunt Lu showed off the sachet with exquisite embroidery. The embroidery alone was worth five taels of silver in Jinxiufang. She listened to Mu Zhuohua's words and put the sachet under her pillow. Sure enough, she slept soundly every night. The neighbors were amazed at her good complexion and radiant face in the past two days.
"Miss Mu, my two old sisters have the same problem as me. They also want to ask you for a sachet."
The two women said yes, and then said, "Just tell us how much it costs. We won't take advantage of you."
Mu Zhuohua nodded with a smile and said softly, "Don't be anxious, ladies. Although you both suffer from insomnia, your situation may not be the same. Let me take a closer look for you to avoid any mistakes."
The three nodded repeatedly.
Mu Zhuohua took the pulse of the two women carefully and asked about their symptoms.
"You have been suffering from frequent hair loss, restlessness, irregular menstruation, and frequent sweating even when the weather is cool?"
The two were happy and worried, and hurriedly said, "You are right! What kind of disease is this?"
Mu Zhuohua comforted, "It's not a disease, it's just something that women have to go through. Most women are ashamed to ask a doctor when they are not feeling well, because most doctors are men. I have studied gynecology for a few years and I know a lot about it. If you have any questions, you can ask me. I will prescribe some medicine for you today. Go back and take it for half a month, and you will see the effect."
The three were very happy, and then they saw Mu Zhuohua pick up a pen to write a prescription. The handwriting was elegant, and the pen tip was round and sharp. The women could not read, but they also thought the handwriting was very beautiful.
The two women took the prescription and asked shyly, "How much is the consultation fee?"
Mu Zhuohua said, "Whatever you like."
Seeing that Mu Zhuohua was likable and spoke in a gentle manner, the women did not take advantage of her. They honestly paid two hundred coins each according to the market price in Dingjing, and left with laughter.
Guo Juli collected the money with a smile on his face. "Miss, you are still right. We are making money now!"
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Mu Zhuohua smiled and shook his head, "It's just a few hundred coins, look how happy you are. Since you are so happy, why don't you go to the East Market to cut three taels of meat and make sauerkraut noodles to eat in the evening?"
"Okay, okay!" Guo Juli clapped his hands and laughed, took the money and ran out.
Mu Zhuohua smiled as he watched Guo Juli run away. Just as he was about to close the door, a white hand suddenly pressed on the door. Mu Zhuohua was startled and looked up at the person.
It was a pale face without any blood. The facial features showed some beauty, but the slight wrinkles at the corners of the eyes were full of vicissitudes. The woman's hands trembled slightly, and she looked at Mu Zhuohua pleadingly. "I just heard outside... you... you know medical skills?"
Mu Zhuohua glanced at the other person inconspicuously, and then he knew what was going on. He turned sideways and said, "Come in and talk."
The woman's breath was choked, and then she quickly flashed into the door, turned around and pressed the door, and said with trembling lips, "Doctor, please save me... I don't want to die..."
Mu Zhuohua turned and walked into the house: "If you don't want to die, come with me."
The woman followed Mu Zhuohua into the inner room, and saw Mu Zhuohua took out a clean white sheet from the closet and spread it on the bed, and then said, "Lie down, I'll check it out."
The woman was stunned and walked hesitantly towards the white bed.
"You... don't you want to know who I am?"
Mu Zhuohua poured hot water into the basin, washed his hands, and said, "Probably, I live next door."
Across from the flower alley is the place of prostitution.
The woman's already pale face turned even paler.
"You let me lie here, don't you think it's dirty..."
Mu Zhuohua sighed in his heart: "In my heart, all patients are the same."
A mist flashed in the woman's eyes, and then wiped it off very quickly, and lay on the bed according to Mu Zhuohua's instructions to be examined.
"The abortion drug was too strong, and I didn't rest and recuperate well afterwards, so I hurt my body." Mu Zhuohua felt compassion, "You have been bleeding for more than a month, and you haven't seen a doctor?"
The woman laughed bitterly: "Doctor... why would he see us? I am just an old and ugly prostitute. Unfortunately, I got pregnant. It's my own bad luck. My mother won't give me money to see a doctor." At this point, she paused, looked up at Mu Zhuohua timidly, "I... I still have some money, but I don't know if it's enough."
Mu Zhuohua turned his back and washed his hands again.
"Here, the consultation fee is arbitrary. If you don't have it, you can pay on credit. But you have to buy the medicine yourself."
The woman bit her lip, tears fell on the bed, and she bowed deeply to Mu Zhuohua. "Thank you, doctor."
Mu Zhuohua wiped his hands and turned around. The woman had already left, leaving only two taels of silver on the table.
Guo Juli happily came back with the meat humming a song, but saw Mu Zhuohua propping up her chin, staring blankly at the wall, unable to read the book.
"Miss, why are you in a daze?"
Mu Zhuohua came back to her senses and sighed sadly, "I'm thinking about something."
"Do you want to answer the test questions?"
"I'm thinking, if my mother hadn't married my father, what would have happened later..."
Guo Juli shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.
"They will also grow old, lose their beauty, wither and die." Mu Zhuohua shook his head and sighed, "My mother had to fall into prostitution, but what flower is willing to fall into the mud? No matter which tree it grows on, the only fate is to wither."
Guo Juli nodded, "Miss is right."
Mu Zhuohua clenched his fists, "So, we don't want to be flowers, we want to be trees, we want to grow into towering trees, blooming and bearing fruits, fearless of wind and rain, and not afraid of frost and cold."
Guo Juli nodded, "Yes! Then Miss is the peach tree, peaches are delicious... Miss, I want to eat watermelon, but there is no tree for watermelon. Can I be the watermelon vine?"
Mu Zhuohua chuckled and poked Guo Juli's head, "You only know how to eat. Let's go and make dinner!"
The next day was the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The Lantern Festival in Dingjing is even more lively than the Spring Festival, because on this day young men and women take advantage of the excitement to meet their lovers, watch lanterns, enjoy the bright moon, and talk about their hearts. His Majesty the Emperor would also climb the high walls of the Imperial City on this day, set off fireworks, and have fun with the people. There was no curfew on the night of the Lantern Festival, so people could play as late as they wanted, and the party would last until dawn.
Mu Zhuohua was pulled out of the door early by Guo Juli. With Guo Juli's strength, the two of them squeezed to the front row and stood at the foot of the Imperial City to bask in the Emperor's grace. Mu Zhuohua looked up and vaguely saw the Emperor Zhaoming on the tower, as well as several people around the Emperor, who must be Prince Ding, and several other daughters of the Emperor.
Mu Zhuohua counted on his fingers and found that Emperor Zhaoming had few children, only one daughter and three sons. The three sons were all of noble birth. The eldest son, Liu Chen, was born to Empress Xu, whose family background was prominent. Her father was a veteran of three dynasties, and her mother was also a lady from a noble family, with complicated relationships. The second and third sons were twin brothers, Liu Yu and Liu Jin. Liu Yu and Liu Jin's birth mother was Concubine Shu, but Concubine Shu was the descendant of a military general. It was said that she had a lively temperament and was even more liked by Emperor Zhaoming. But Emperor Zhaoming's favorite was his eldest daughter, Princess Roujia Liu Jiao.
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Princess Roujia was the first child born when the emperor was still the crown prince. Her birth mother was said to be of humble status and was only the crown prince's personal maid. This maid was also unlucky. She died of illness a few years after giving birth to Princess Roujia. After that, the crown prince married the crown princess, ascended the throne, and gave birth to the eldest son Liu Ju. The identity of this princess seemed a little embarrassing. But Princess Roujia also had her luck. Emperor Zhaoming's aunt, the most honorable aunt of the State of Chen, the Grand Princess of Zhenguo Pei Yue, pitied Princess Roujia for losing her mother at a young age, so she brought her up with her. The Grand Princess of Zhenguo rarely lived in Dingjing, so Princess Roujia also lived with her in Jiangnan for many years. The father and daughter were separated for a long time, but not only did they not become estranged, but they were also pitied and owed by Emperor Zhaoming, and were favored more than several princes.
Mu Zhuohua looked at the soft light blue from afar, and recalled many legends about this princess. If the folks' evaluation of Princess Roujia is summarized in one word, it would probably be "goddess". Princess Roujia has lived with the eldest princess in Taoyuan Villa in the south of the Yangtze River since she was a child. She is closer to the people and understands the sufferings of the people better. Since she was ten years old, she has relied on her influence as a princess to organize the construction of Jishan Hall to take in the widowed, the elderly and the young. Over the past ten years, Jishan Hall has spread all over the country, and countless beneficiaries have been counted.
A beautiful, kind and noble woman like Princess Roujia naturally has many admirers, but Princess Roujia has been reluctant to get married, and she is determined not to get married until hell is empty. It was not until three years ago that Princess Roujia was over the age of 10 and could not delay any longer, so Emperor Zhaoming carefully selected her and arranged a marriage for her with General Xue Xiaotang. However, before the wedding, news came that Beiliang had invaded the border. Xue Xiaotang followed Prince Ding Liu Yan to the battle, but they were defeated. Prince Ding was trapped, Xue Xiaotang died on the battlefield, and Princess Roujia remained a widow before getting married.
Emperor Zhaoming wanted to find another good husband for Princess Roujia, but Princess Roujia flatly refused.
"Although the general and I have not married, your majesty has granted us a marriage, and everyone in the world knows that we are already husband and wife. The general has deep feelings for me, is loyal to your majesty, and died for the country, making him even more heroic. How can I marry someone else when his body is still warm? I am willing to remain faithful to the general for three years!"
In the hall, Princess Roujia shaved her head to show her determination. At that moment, everyone was moved.
Since then, Roujia's name has become more popular. Women all over the world regard her as a role model, and the soldiers in the army are also convinced by her. After Xue Xiaotang died, Princess Roujia stayed at his tomb for a year. After a year, Princess Roujia traveled around the world, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues. On the other hand, she was also looking for folk doctors for the incurable Emperor Zhaoming.
The Mu family in Jiangnan was the richest family in Jiangnan and had donated a lot of money and materials to Jishantang. Mu Zhuohua was lucky enough to see Princess Roujia in the crowd.
She was not as beautiful as the legend said. Her eyebrows were not the willow-leaf eyebrows that the ladies of today carefully drew, but naturally stretched eyebrows. The color of her eyebrows was light, like a stroke of ink on paper. There was no makeup on her porcelain-white skin, clean and without the slightest feminine scent. Looking closely, there were two or three tiny spots on her cheeks, but they did not smudge her color at all. The most beautiful thing is her eyes. The dark and bright eyes are filled with moonlight and water light. There is always a gentle smile in her eyes, and the viewer can feel compassion and mercy from her gaze.
Mu Zhuohua only looked at her for a moment. At that moment, she remembered her mother's hand on her back when she was a child. It was so warm and gentle, as if it could smooth out all the wrinkles and scars in her heart.
It turns out that there is such a beautiful person in this world. Is she sent by the gods?
No, she is the god.
Emperor Zhaoming is seriously ill, Prince Ding is powerful, the princes are ready to make a move, and the capital city of Ding is full of murderous intentions. Only she is a different moonlight. She is the moon walking in the world, shining on places that the sun cannot reach.
Above the imperial city, salutes sounded, and everyone knelt down together, shouting long live the emperor.
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