Proud Feather

Chapter 16 Treatment
As the sun got higher, Feng Lingwei, who was drinking tea outside, could no longer sit still.

"Cousin, why haven't you come out for so long? Go knock on the door." She called a palace servant.

The palace maids were also very nervous. After all, they couldn't bear the consequences if something happened to the princess outside the palace.

She walked to the door and just as she raised her hand, the door suddenly opened.

Zen Master Jinghui smiled and said, "The young lady has woken up, please send her back!"

Awake? What does that mean? The palace maid hurried in and breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Ling was sitting upright in the reclining chair, rubbing his eyes, looking a little dazed.

"Cousin!" Feng Lingwei rushed in. "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Ling shook his head: "Nothing, I accidentally fell asleep."

"Asleep?" Feng Lingwei was surprised. When she closed the door, she was worried that Chu Ling would overturn the table!
Jinghui asked, "Young lady, do you understand what I mean now?"

A look of confusion flashed across Chu Ling's face.

The monk said patiently, "Young lady, you are still young and haven't fully grown yet. If you are too obsessed with it, it will hurt your emotions. So, you don't need to avenge this. Just leave it to the adults."

"..." Chu Ling was silent for a long time, then uttered, "I understand. You are a Buddhist doctor. The so-called interpretation of the divination sticks is to cure the disease, but it is just the disease of the heart."

Jinghui smiled, his eyes flashing with admiration: "Young lady, you are very smart. I only know a little about medicine."

Chu Ling shook his head: "I'm still too stupid. I should have understood when I heard the word 'yansheng' yesterday."

Feng Lingwei looked confused: "A Ling, what are you talking about?"

The young monk came in carrying water and said with a grin, "Brother Jinghui is a very good doctor. He cured our abbot's stubborn headache right after he arrived. His incense is very calming."

"Ah?" Feng Lingwei opened her mouth wide, but it didn't matter whether she understood it or not, as long as Chu Ling was fine.

"Master, would you like to prescribe a prescription?" Chu Ling asked.

Jinghui shook her head: "Young lady, a noble lady, how can you rely on external medicine? I have already taken a risk by using incense today. I will go back and seek medical treatment myself."

The palace maids were also relieved. A princess of her status naturally could not use prescriptions prescribed by someone of unknown origin.

"Then I'll take my leave. Qingcha, donate some money to the temple."

The personal maid agreed and took out a bag of gold leaves and gave it to the receptionist.

The group came in anger and left in peace.

The receptionist weighed the bag of gold leaves, smiled broadly, and said, "Junior Brother Jinghui, the nobleman is considering your reputation. I will tell the abbot and he will send your share back later."

Jinghui bowed with a smile: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

The young monk was overjoyed: "Brother Jinghui has made a fortune, and there is so much money for incense offerings!"

Jinghui chanted the Buddha's name and gently corrected him: "We are monks. All our possessions are for spiritual practice. How can we talk about getting rich?"

The little monk stuck out his tongue and then clasped his hands together obediently: "Buddha, please forgive me. I was wrong."

Chu Ling returned to the Anguo Mansion. The Duke's wife was worried, but seeing them return, she felt relieved. "You're finally back. Did anything happen? This morning, they only sent someone to say a few words and then left. I was so worried. The old lady has asked about it several times."

"It's okay, I'm going to get treatment." Chu Ling said, "Where's grandma? I'll go pay my respects to her."

Treat an illness? Is she sick? The Duke's wife was a little confused and pointed inside: "The old lady is here!"

Chu Ling entered the room, called her grandmother affectionately, and recounted the events of the past two days. The old lady was amazed: "You are such a remarkable person. Ah Ling, are you really sick?"

Chu Ling said, "I got mad at him and fell asleep before I knew it. Even though it was only an hour, I slept really well, more comfortably than a whole night's sleep."

The old lady was a little sad when she heard this: "How many times have you cried these days? You are so young, no wonder you are hurt."

The Duke's wife immediately said, "My daughter-in-law will send someone to call the imperial physician right away."

The old lady nodded and caressed her granddaughter's head lovingly. "That master is right. You are still young, so you must not harbor resentment. Revenge is not your concern. What matters most is that you grow up safely and healthily."

"Grandma..." Chu Ling was a little unwilling.

"Be obedient." The old lady said sadly, "Grandmother has already lost your mother, and now she has lost your brother. She cannot lose you again."

Chu Ling was silent for a long time, and finally nodded: "I understand."

The imperial physician arrived soon and took Chu Ling's pulse. Sure enough, what he said was similar to Jinghui's. The old lady was finally relieved and let Chu Ling go to rest.

Feng Lingwei was questioned by her mother and finally understood what was going on. As she accompanied her mother back, she said in amazement, "A Ling, this monk is really amazing. He can tell what illness someone has just by looking at them."

Chu Ling said, "It is said that Bian Que could tell if a person was sick by looking at their face, and there were some imperial physicians who could do the same. However, he did have some creative ideas when he used divination to treat heart problems."

"With such a kind heart like that of a bodhisattva, he will surely accumulate a lot of merit."

"It's hard to say!" Chu Ling raised the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice.
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"grown ups."

In the Dali Temple's public housing, Gao Mian looked up upon hearing this and looked at the old official who came in.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth, and was followed by an apprentice carrying a box. He exuded a faint unpleasant odor.

But Gao Mian didn't show any disdain at all. Instead, he looked delighted: "Old Xing, you came to see me now, but do you have any clues?"

Old Xing gestured for his apprentice to put down the box and leave before he spoke: "After careful investigation of the residual toxins found in the body, I discovered something."

Gao Mian was overjoyed: "What is it?"

Lao Xing opened the box, took out a porcelain bottle and poured the liquid into a small bowl.

"Please look, sir. This bowl contains the poison from the remains. This poison is very hidden. It has not appeared since the prince's death. This is because of special treatment."

After saying that, he opened another porcelain bottle and poured the turbid liquid into another small bowl.

"This is the venom I prepared. Your Excellency, take a sniff and see if it is similar."

Gao Mian lowered his head and sniffed, carefully trying several times before saying, "They all have an indescribable smell. It smells fragrant at first, but then becomes smelly."

Lao Xing replied, "That's right. I've tried it on chickens and dogs. This is the key to hiding the poison."

Gao Mian's nerves, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed a little and he smiled slightly. "This is a great discovery! We've been searching for people these past few days, but we haven't found any real clues. If you can find the suspicious person by using the toxin as a starting point, Old Xing, I will definitely recommend you for the credit!"

Lao Xing was very happy to get Shangguan's promise, but he quickly said, "Sir, the medicine you prepared is quite rare. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find."

Gao Mian was unconcerned: "With so many people in the Three Courts, how can they not find a few herbs? Just tell me."

"Yes." Lao Xing took out a piece of paper from the bottom and handed it over. "These herbs come from the frontier and are rarely seen in Beijing. Your Excellency can start from this aspect..."

　The story is not over yet, and I am quite anxious.

　　(End of this chapter)