A reward for the ice in the south with a Spirit Beast Egg (5.22)
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Zhang Baotang, Fang Jinxiu, and Seventh Chen still remember, he is Zhu Zan's friend, the first one to come to Jiuling Hall for medical treatment.
"How else could he be saved." Seventh Chen said, spreading his hands, "It's the emperor's command, now the only one who can save Zhu Zan is his father."
The news here must have been sent to Zhenbei already.
"With Duke of Chengguo here, the emperor won't truly take the Princely Heir's life." Seventh Chen continued.
"That's not necessarily true." Miss Jun said, "The emperor won't, but Lu Yunqi might, just a life for a life."
If they could cut off Duke of Chengguo's line and completely crush Duke of Chengguo's morale, a life for a life would be too valuable.
Moreover, there was also the life of Lord Huang.
Zhu Zan appeared on the scene, claimed that it was him who startled the horse, and also claimed to have killed the startled horse; he could say it was so, and others could argue it wasn't, just a matter of speaking after all.
On top of that, Lord Huang wanted to impeach Duke of Chengguo, so if Zhu Zan did something like this, it would not be surprising at all.
Just like when he threw the Inspector's sedan chair into the water in Zhenbei.
The Inspector was persuaded by Duke of Chengguo not to continue the complaint, but Huang Cheng probably could not be persuaded.
After all, he was not just tossed into the water, it was his son who died.
And he had only this one son.
"Maybe in the end, the Jinyiwei will say that Wan Dachun's granddaughter was deliberately arranged by Zhu Zan." Seventh Chen said in a low voice.
Highly likely.
Miss Jun and Fang Jinxiu were silent.
"So now it's not something we can meddle in." Seventh Chen said.
"These matters indeed aren't for us to meddle in." Miss Jun said after a moment of silence, "But there's something I can do; he has been punished with bastinado, I can help heal his wounds."
To heal wounds?
Seventh Chen gave a bitter smile.
"If you go to treat others, those who have no grievance with Lu Yunqi, and he still causes trouble, how could he possibly let you treat the Princely Heir." He said, glancing at Fang Jinxiu.
Fang Jinxiu was silent for a moment.
"No one will help, if you want to see Heir Zhu, your only choice is to go find Lu Yunqi." She said.
Indeed.
Miss Jun looked towards the door, that was the quickest, simplest way.
"Alright, let's do that." She said, standing up.
Eeek... Seventh Chen inwardly cried out, how come it's settled just like that?
The Princely Heir is seen as a rival in love in Lu Yunqi's eyes; what man would willingly watch the woman he likes earnestly pleading with another man?
If you go see him, he's probably going to die even faster.
Besides, if you want to see Zhu Zan you have to beg Lu Yunqi, to beg Lu Yunqi... Seventh Chen looked at Miss Jun, a scene he had once witnessed flashed before his eyes.
There was a bully in the countryside of Yangcheng who fancied someone else's wife, deliberately made life difficult for the man, the little wife bitterly begged for her husband, and in the end, to save her man she submitted to the bully's lewd power.
Watching Miss Jun walk out, he quickly stood up.
"Are you going now?" he asked anxiously.
Miss Jun shook her head.
"Of course not." She said.
Yes, we must plan carefully, Seventh Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"I will first go and prepare the medicine he will need." Miss Jun continued.
Seventh Chen held his breath and nearly choked, about to say something when he was glared at by Fang Jinxiu, and immediately ceased talking, watching Miss Jun enter the preparation room.
"What's the use?" Seventh Chen finally said, "It's still uncertain whether it can be used or not."
"Medicine that's prepared will always find its use at some point," Fang Jinxiu said.
If it had been before, Seventh Chen would have found no fault in this statement, but now, at this moment, he wasn't so sure.
"It's better than doing nothing," Fang Jinxiu added.
Regarding whether Miss Jun could meet Zhu Zan through Lu Yunqi, Fang Jinxiu didn't hold out hope either, but she always had to let her do something; otherwise, it was easier for one to sit idle and get lost in wild thoughts.
After all, the incident with Zhu Zan happened right before her eyes, and it coincidentally prevented her from saving someone she did not wish to save.
Even if it was unintentional, it still mattered to her.
The thought flickered through her mind, and Fang Jinxiu shook her head.
What did she mean by 'even if it was unintentional'? Of course, it was unintentional. Could it be that Zhu Zan killed Lord Huang precisely to relieve her of the predicament of having to save those she didn't wish to save but had to? That was too absurd.
In any case, she now had to do something, or her mood would get even worse.
She had been like this too. If it hadn't been for Fang Chengyu returning and bringing her gifts, and Concubine Yuan pushing her out to be active, who knows what would have become of her.
"I'm going to do the accounting," she said. "The accounts for the smallpox vaccine have been huge lately."
Oh, that's right, at least there were still the smallpox vaccines.
Seventh Chen nodded.
The smallpox vaccine was collected by doctors all over, to be reused repeatedly. Pox begets vaccine, vaccine begets pox. Although the vaccine didn't cost much, the consumption was huge.
"I also need to discuss with Lord Feng again about strictly investigating the vaccine matter," he said. "Even if we no longer have people seeking Jiuling Hall for medical treatments, the people of the world can't do without the vaccine. As long as vaccination doesn't cease for a day, Jiuling Hall will not disband for a day."
Seventh Chen ordered his carriage to be prepared, but just as the person stepped out, they saw a luxurious carriage with a team of guards arriving.
This kind of carriage and guards could only be used by the Royal Family, and the pedestrians on the street hurriedly made way.
The first emperor had many descendants, but those who had died, died, and those who were appointed to distant places went their way. Now, only Prince Xian remained in the capital.
Because he was young and deeply cherished by the Empress Dowager, he stayed in the capital. Though he bore the title 'Xian', he hadn't done anything virtuous.
Drinking and gambling, he would often enter the palace to cry to the emperor and Empress Dowager for money when poor, repeatedly impeached in the court, leaving him in a stiff relationship with the censors.
Especially earlier last year, when he dressed incognito to visit a brothel and got into a fight over a prostitute, the censors collectively petitioned to banish him from the capital; the emperor was furious and dealt with it extensively. In the end, it was only the Empress Dowager's intervention that stopped it, and since then, Prince Xian had been far more subdued and hadn't been seen wandering for some time.
Why was he going out today with such ostentation? Could he be on his way to seek out a prostitute again?
People on the street moved aside, pointing and discussing in whispers.
Seventh Chen also paused to make way, his expression filled with a touch of envy.
This was a true prince, incomparable to the likes of Lu Yunqi or the Duke of Chengguo's heir who were merely influential court officials.
Prince Xian's carriage raced along the street, coming closer, but did not pass by. Instead, it stopped.
Seventh Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at his own carriage.
Could it be that his carriage was blocking Prince Xian's way?
A eunuch descended from the carriage.
"Is Miss Jun present?" he asked, looking up at the signboard.
Coming to Jiuling Hall? Looking for Miss Jun?
Seventh Chen was taken aback, hastily affirming with a 'yes'.
"Your Excellency..." He was about to speak, with respect.
Before he could finish, the eunuch had already turned away, ignoring him.
"Your Highness, we have arrived," he said respectfully to someone inside the carriage. "Miss Jun is here."
Along with his voice, the carriage curtain lifted, and a plump young man dressed in luxurious robes stepped down.