Chapter 17 The Prince's Failed Rebellion 17
When he was fifteen, Imperial Physician Hu came with an apprentice.
Zhang Xiaojia deliberately made herself look miserable and dirty, put on some sick makeup, and had a pale face. She used a mop to clean the white wall of the front hall.
Imperial Physician Hu was startled when he saw the Princess Lin'an. He quickly said, "Xiao Qian, go help the Princess Lin'an with her work."
Susie opened her eyes wide and looked at her master in disbelief?
Lin'an looks pale because of his good makeup!
She's pretending~pretending~~~
She can pull such a big cart, but she pretends to be weak.
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia weakly put the mop in Susie's hands and said timidly, "Sorry to trouble you, Miss Su~" Her eyes flashed with a cunning light.
"Lin'an, how shameless~"
Zhang Xiaojia turned around and made a face at her, then turned to Imperial Physician Hu and said, "Imperial Physician Hu, how is my mother now after taking the second antidote?"
Imperial Physician Hu thought for a moment and said, "I can't feel the pulse, it's still the same."
Imperial Physician Hu observed that He Fei's mouth was clean, and he took off his clothes and examined him. He checked his armpits, groin and other places prone to sweating, and saw that his skin was dry and clean, his buttocks were clean, and his body had no bedsores.
Looking at his complexion, Prince Jing was not thin at all, and his overall nutrition supply was very good;
Prince Jing's joints are not stiff and his muscles are not atrophied.
The Princess of Lin'an really took care of Prince Jing without any problems. My disciple said that the Concubine Dowager still had some bedsores and muscle atrophy! The Concubine Dowager must have more than ten palace maids taking turns to take care of her.
He Fei has mental power. If he hadn't wanted to take credit for it for Jia Jia, he would have used his mental power to tell Doctor Hu not to touch him.
"Princess Lin'an, you have taken such good care of Prince Jing."
Zhang Xiaojia said softly, "I learned all this while taking care of my aunt. I let the prince move around in a wheelchair every day. It's better for the patient and can promote blood circulation."
Zhang Xiaojia continued, "Doctor Hu, what do you know about Gu worms?"
Imperial Physician Hu stroked his beard, pondering Zhang Xiaojia's words, and then said, "Do you suspect it's a Gu insect? I'll arrange for the Miao doctor from the Miao village to come to the capital."
Imperial Physician Hu and Zhang Xiaojia sat opposite each other, several medical books and papers with prescriptions placed before them. They discussed medical techniques intently, occasionally exchanging their insights on diagnosis and treatment.
"The herbs in this prescription are perfectly matched, but can the dosage be considered a little more?" Imperial Physician Hu said, pointing to the prescription on one of the papers.
Zhang Xiaojia nodded slightly, and after a moment's contemplation, he responded, "In my opinion, the dosage of certain herbs does need to be slightly adjusted based on the patient's specific condition. For example, since my aunt has a weak constitution, the dosage should be reduced slightly to avoid the overpowering effect. However, since He Fei has a strong constitution, the dosage can be increased appropriately."
Imperial Physician Hu nodded in agreement and continued, "Indeed, we must be cautious in practicing medicine and not generalize. We also need to consider the effects of different seasons, regions, and the patient's age on the efficacy of the medicine."
Imperial Physician Hu then conducted a detailed analysis of several difficult and complicated diseases with Zhang Xiaojia, and shared the experiences and insights they had accumulated in clinical practice.
"Princess Lin'an, you are truly a medical genius. You've learned so much in just a few days."
Zhang Xiaojia shook his head and said, "I didn't learn it in the past few days. After my aunt got the disease of the living dead three years ago, I spent three hours every day reading medical books. It's been more than three years now."
Imperial Physician Hu left after taking his aunt's medical records. Zhang Xiaojia looked at his aunt's medical records and found that there was no change at all.
On the sixteenth day, the Second Imperial Uncle and the Military and Virtue Commissioner came to inspect together.
The Second Imperial Uncle clutched the Buddhist scriptures tightly in his hand, his anger faintly visible in the veins on his forehead. He looked at the flowing, unrestrained handwriting. While it was good handwriting, it was extremely poor when copying Buddhist scriptures, especially the cursive script.
He angrily scolded, "When copying Buddhist scriptures, you should use official script, regular script, running script, or official script. Even the thin gold script is acceptable. But there are three things you cannot do: first, you cannot use cursive script, which is too unrestrained and does not match the solemnity of the Buddhist scriptures; second, you cannot use seal script, as its characters are complex and difficult to recognize; third, you cannot use exaggerated running script, which may be disrespectful. I will not punish you for rewriting this time, but you must submit it tomorrow. If you do it again, the punishment will be tripled."
The Martial Virtue Envoy suddenly spoke, his words full of pretense: "The late emperor loved cursive script, especially the cursive script of the Princess of Lin'an, whom he praised highly!"
Upon hearing this, the Second Prince sighed inwardly that this man was so shameless and lied so much, but he was the Emperor's confidant and represented His Majesty.
The Second Prince took a deep breath and said nothing.
Afterwards, the Second Imperial Uncle stepped into the hall. His gaze burned with rage, yet he suppressed his anger and said, "Why aren't you lighting incense and candles while guarding the imperial mausoleum? This is the most basic rule. Why don't you light them for me quickly?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaojia quickly lit incense and candles, then knelt down and kowtowed respectfully. This was the land of our ancestors, so we had to kneel down and show reverence.
The Second Imperial Uncle glanced around the hall, and seeing that it was fairly tidy, he left with a flick of his sleeves. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaojia hurried to follow.
The Second Imperial Uncle snorted coldly and said in a cold tone, "No need to see me off. This prince is not worthy of your courtesy."
The Military and Virtue Envoy stepped forward and said respectfully, "Your Majesty has asked me to convey that the transaction between you and the Third Prince can proceed. Your Majesty has agreed."
Zhang Xiaojia reached out and handed him a small wooden box, saying, "This contains a letter and medicine powder. Give it to Your Majesty."
After they all left, Zhang Xiaojia looked at the several wooden boxes brought by the Wude Sishi, grunted, and carried them back to the backyard.
"Brother He, I'm back."
[Jia Jia, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?]
"Second uncle said that Buddhist scriptures cannot be written in cursive script, but the Wudeshishi helped me get around it. When getting off the carriage, I can only use official script, regular script, running script or official script."
Zhang Xiaojia sat at the desk, copying scriptures in the official script. As long as he mastered the strokes and structural rules, it would be much easier to copy as punishment.
"By the way, Brother He, His Majesty has agreed to our cooperation with the Third Prince."
[Jia Jia, when can I wake up?]
"Two months"
Imperial Physician Hu returned to the palace and reported to His Majesty, "Your Majesty, Prince Jing is in good health. Princess Lin'an has no problem taking care of Prince Jing."
The emperor was a little bit unconvinced. The weather was hot and his mother had some bedsores. What a bunch of dogs.
Imperial Physician Hu took out a piece of paper and handed it to the emperor.
As the Emperor read these dozen precautions, he heard Imperial Physician Hu say, "This was given to me by the Princess of Lin'an County. She asked the Concubine Xian to follow this list and give it to the Concubine Dowager Chen."
"In the past three years, my mother has had no problems at all. It seems that this is all thanks to Lin'an."
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