The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 63 No Nine Lives

Tang Liu was escorted out of the teahouse by Qing Sheng.

Zhao Minghua felt a little flustered looking at Xiao Chunnuan, who had been silent for a long time.

"Um... if you want to cry, then go ahead and cry. I can excuse myself for a bit."

Now I finally understand why she didn't let Qingsheng come to the Xiao family, but instead personally escorted her to the county town. It turns out she wanted to inquire about her elder sister.

That's so tragic, so incredibly tragic!
A woman was divorced by her husband's family.

However, she was truly audacious, directly appealing to the emperor. There's probably no other woman in the world quite like her.

"I don't want to cry, crying won't solve anything."

Chun Nuan's words impressed Zhao Minghua.

"So what do you want? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I just want to keep this from reaching the ears of my grandmother and aunt."

"No, definitely not." Zhao Minghua said, "Didn't you hear what Tang Liu said? Master Zhou has already instructed us not to mention a word about Miss Xiao's lawsuit in the capital when we return to Changzhou, for fear that the Xiao family will come after him."

"If the Xiao family finds out about what happened to the eldest sister, they will become even more ruthless."

So?

What to do now?
"Young Master Zhao, I need money, lots and lots of money."

Zhao Minghua thought, even if I gave you all my savings, it wouldn't be more than two thousand taels of silver.

"Didn't His Majesty post an imperial edict?"

Zhao Minghua's eyes widened.

isn't it?
Is she trying to gamble big again?

"Fortune favors the bold, and I can cure the Crown Prince's illness."

"No, no, no, what is our Zhao family? We're not even one of the four great families of Changzhou. We're just small vendors who run a pharmacy and sell medicinal herbs. What you're talking about is too big a deal. We can't afford to mess with it."

Let's scare him to death!
He does want to make money, lots and lots of money, but he knows what he can and cannot do, and that some money isn't something you can just earn if you want to.

"What if I said I could control the Crown Prince's illness and prevent it from recurring?"

What?
"You only need to send one doctor to take a look, and then give him/her my secret pill to control it. One pill every two weeks..."

"No, you're only controlling it, not curing it?"

To be honest, Zhao Minghua wouldn't dare send this medicine to the palace, let alone let the prince eat it, unless he personally prepared it.

If Xiao Chunnuan were to seek revenge on the emperor in a fit of rage, a single pill could send the eldest prince to his death, and even the entire Zhao family wouldn't be enough to warrant execution.

“Only my grandfather can cure the Crown Prince’s illness completely,” Xiao Chunnuan said. “However, my grandfather was tricked by a villain, and the imperial edict to behead him was issued by the Emperor himself. Therefore, the Crown Prince’s greatest blessing is that he can control his illness with medicine.”

As for a complete cure... the Xiao family won't be able to find peace until they return to the capital, so the eldest prince will have to suffer this torment!

After all, he was just sick, unlike his grandfather who was dead.

The current emperor only has one son, the eldest prince, but four princesses. It's just unknown whether the eldest prince will have an opportunity when the new concubines give birth to princesses one after another instead of princes.

When a sickly new emperor ascends the throne, how long can this empire be preserved?

Spring Warmth Cold Snort: Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish!

“This…” Zhao Minghua quickly shook his head: “Forget it, Miss Xiao, I advise you to keep those words to yourself and not tell anyone. I will pretend I didn’t hear them.”

He hadn't even left Changzhou yet, and now he was being asked to take a single step into the capital and into the palace? Zhao Minghua would never dare to go to such a high-level meeting.

"Are you afraid?"

She had thought he was fearless, but it turns out, fear of death is just human nature. Xiao Chunnuan regretted saying it.

“Who wouldn’t be afraid? Even your grandfather, a virtuous and skilled doctor, ended up like that. Who would dare to approach him? We don’t have nine lives.” Zhao Minghua said, “Remember, don’t tell anyone, or you’ll get into trouble.” “Although you are eager to help your elder sister, you must also think carefully. You have eleven members of the Xiao family behind you, no, now there’s one more, twelve women and children, all relying on you. You must not act rashly.”

"Yes, I lied to you. I don't know medicine. Forget about that."

Since I couldn't count on him, I stopped hoping for a warmer spring.

She was being foolish. She has always relied on herself; why should she expect others to help her?

"You..." Zhao Minghua couldn't tell which of her words were true and which were false: "Well, it's easy for you to get money. You make more pastries, and I'll open a shop to sell them. I'll open one in Changzhou, one in Chengdu, and even one in the capital. We'll make the business bigger and bigger, and the money will flow in like water. What do you think?"

"Sure, you should open more stores."

As spring warmed up, I remembered something important.

Are there any cosmetic shops in Changzhou?

"Yes, of course we have them," Zhao Minghua said. "Do you want to buy some? I'll have Qingsheng take you. After you buy them, he can take you back to town. You absolutely mustn't stay here any longer."

"I didn't commit a crime?" Is it really necessary?

"Oh, I'm doing this for your own good, don't overthink it," Zhao Minghua said. "There are too many people around here, and you're a young lady without a bodyguard. It would be troublesome if something happened to you."

I understand, they mean they're worried about her safety.

"Okay, I got it. I'll go check out the cosmetics shop."

When Chunnuan decided to make money, she naturally tried every possible method.

Besides Master Zhang's herbal tea and Zhao Minghua's pastries, she also wants to open a cosmetics shop. Her beauty cream is sure to be loved by ladies and young women, and she's sure to make money in the future.

Since ancient times, women's money has been the easiest to earn. Beautiful clothes, beautiful jewelry, plus good cosmetics... Chunnuan felt that her method was very good.

I went into the cosmetics shop in the spring, and it was really... awful!
"Miss, what would you like to buy? This is our best rouge. Smell it, it smells wonderful."

The smell of spring makes me want to vomit; how can this be considered pleasant?

They've just never seen anything good.

Just then, a woman's sweet voice came from the side: "Give me the best one."

"Madam, please wait a moment. This young lady is watching."

"Make me wait?" The woman was naturally unwilling: "Don't you know who I am? How dare you make me wait?"

Spring is here... There are self-righteous people everywhere. I silently put down the rouge in my hand.

What she looks down on, others treasure!

"Stop."

Chunnuan frowned and turned to look at her.

What's going on?
"Where did you come from? Why are you trying to steal my rouge? Do you know who I am?"

"I know." Chun Nuan laughed in exasperation.

She didn't want to pay attention to it, but someone just had to come to her door.

"Then who am I?"

"Patient, turn left after you go out. There is a very skilled doctor named Qianjintang over there who can treat your eye disease."

"You..." The woman came to her senses; Chun Nuan was cursing her: "You..."

"Not only should you look with your eyes, but you should also take a good look with your brain."

Judging from her clothes and appearance, Chunnuan must be a concubine or mistress. She wondered who the mistress was and why she hadn't closed the door properly and let her out. Trying to show off in front of her was really overestimating herself.

(End of this chapter)