Chapter 188: Master Fan is becoming more and more skilled at climbing through the window
So that night, not long after Zhao Lingmeng fell asleep, she heard the sound of someone opening the window.
She guessed that it must be Lord Fan coming again. She sighed helplessly, then raised her crossbow, aimed, and attacked in one go.
Fan Yong twirled the arrow between his fingers as he sat at the table with his back to Zhao Lingmeng. He didn't go back to the inner room, nor did he look back. "Your Highness's crossbow is even more powerful! If I could be treated like this every time I come, I'd be a little excited!"
"Oh, I can actually hear the dignified Lord Fan calling himself a subject in front of me." Zhao Lingmeng put on a cloak casually and got out of bed.
"Alas! The situation is stronger than people! A higher-ranking official can crush people to death!"
Fan Yong pretended to be persecuted by Zhao Lingmeng and looked at Zhao Lingmeng pitifully.
Zhao Lingmeng is not soft-hearted, and she hasn't done anything recently. She just wants to live in her dowry farm for a while and plant some smallpox medicine for her and her children. After all, this is also a kind of guarantee at critical moments!
Perhaps Zhao Lingmeng's mindset was still mired in the sense of security she'd felt in her previous life when vaccines were readily available. She hadn't truly realized the risks involved, and as the saying goes, "Ignorance is bliss."
"No? I haven't even left the house recently, so I shouldn't be causing any trouble for you! Why are you here so late at night, not sleeping, and acting so weird?"
Fan Yong didn't care! Anyway, he now felt that Zhao Lingmeng was a good candidate for a brother, and he was sure that Zhao Lingmeng would not care about these things with him, so he became more and more relaxed around Zhao Lingmeng: "Your Highness, I ran a horse to death just to get back from outside the city, and you let me nag."
"Why don't you call yourself a minister now? And what does your running a dead horse have to do with me? Why should I listen to your sarcasm?"
Zhao Lingmeng felt she had to endure no loss, so she wouldn't tolerate her colleague's bad temper. She didn't blame him for coming in through the window in the middle of the night and saying something irrelevant, which was good enough for disturbing her sleep.
"The emperor summoned me back to arrange things. I will follow you to the manor to protect you the day after tomorrow."
"Ah?" Zhao Lingmeng looked at Fan Yong in surprise. After a pause, she added, "I'm just going to stay at the farm and plant some smallpox medicine. Do I really need you to come?"
Seeing Zhao Lingmeng's relaxed look, Fan Yong couldn't help but remind her. He didn't want her to get into trouble due to carelessness. That would damage his reputation. "Don't take it too easy. There are people who didn't make it through. It's not as safe as you think, so..."
"Ah? What do you mean?" Zhao Lingmeng was genuinely surprised, not pretending. She had always believed this was safe, so this time she planned to plant Zhao Houyang, who was over four years old, as well.
"It's about a one in a thousand chance! This is for ordinary people, but those adult species are basically safe."
Zhao Lingmeng understood what Fan Yong said. This, too, tested physical fitness. Ordinary people, after all, had endured years of war and heavy taxes, often suffering from poor food, clothing, and sleep. Consequently, their physical fitness was likely poor. Consequently, many of the elderly, weak, and disabled were unable to withstand the test.
Zhao Lingmeng understood, but she hesitated. After all, Zhao Houyang was only four years old, and she was afraid of any unexpected events.
"You hesitated!" Fan Yong said this in an affirmative tone rather than a question, which shows that he really understood her a little.
"The main reason is that my third child is still young! I'm still very worried about the one you held in your arms a few years ago." Having said that, Zhao Lingmeng was willing to discuss it with him.
Fan Yong, who also has a mother, could understand Zhao Lingmeng's motherly love: "Do you want to hear my opinion?"
But he asked casually, and didn't mean to force it. After all, he wouldn't be the one to make the final decision or bear the consequences in such matters.
Zhao Lingmeng also understood Fan Yong's underlying meaning. She casually poured herself a cup of tea and also poured one for Fan Yong, as if she wanted to listen carefully to what he had to say: "I'll make my own decision in the end."
Fan Yong took the tea Zhao Lingmeng had poured without hesitation, drank it in one gulp, and then slowly said, "Because you want to plant this time, the emperor sent Imperial Physician Xiang, the deputy director of the Imperial Hospital, and Imperial Physician Feng, who is proficient in regulating the health of children and women. There are also countless corresponding medicinal herbs. These herbs are very rare and must be returned to the emperor's private storehouse if they are not used. There are also some other protective measures. It can be said that the emperor has taken all he can think of.
If Zhao Houyang doesn't plant this time, he's not your only son, so he definitely won't be treated so well next time."
Fan Yong hadn't said anything more. This treatment was only slightly worse than when the emperor cultivated the miracle medicine for smallpox. The only difference was that one was the judge of the Imperial Hospital and the other was the deputy judge.
So next time, Zhao Houyang will definitely not be able to receive this treatment. All in all, the security level is higher this time.
Zhao Lingmeng was no fool. After hearing what Fan Yong said, she understood immediately, "Then let's plant them together! When the time comes, I'll have something to worry about. I just won't tell the three of them and let them just think I'm sick."
Zhao Lingmeng said this, and she also thought so in her heart. After all, this was still an era when people were afraid of smallpox, and her three children were always knowledgeable. She was afraid that they would get scared if they knew, which would make it even more difficult for her to cope with it.
Fan Yong nodded in agreement. In this kind of situation, it is definitely important to relax.
Fan Yong hadn't come this time for anything specific, he just wanted to chat. It was getting late, so he was ready to leave. He had things to arrange back home, and with only one day left, time was tight.
Fan Yong was about to get up and leave when Zhao Lingmeng quickly grabbed his sleeve. He could only wonder, "What else does Your Highness want?"
"Hehe, it's not a big deal. I just want to ask Lord Fan for a small favor." Zhao Lingmeng said as she stretched out her little finger and made a comparison.
Fan Yong could only sit down helplessly, "Your Highness, please speak first! Let me make it clear first, I am only a deputy commander, there are many things I don't know."
He thought Zhao Lingmeng wanted to ask him about something. After all, in their line of work, they knew nothing but a lot of secrets.
Zhao Lingmeng did want to ask him something, but it was not what he thought.
"I've heard that Lord Fan travels extensively. I wonder if you've ever seen a tree that oozes a milky white substance when its bark is peeled."
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