The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Jin Chuan'er knew that the princess was not angry, so she smiled, said "ah", and started to dress up.

Yuanchun chuckled and said, "By the way, please ask San Yatou and Yun Yatou to come over later."

My husband said yesterday that he would go to my parents' house for a simple meal in a couple of days, but he must inform them so that they can be prepared.

Chapter 162 Water-soluble: Strengthening the Foundation and Replenishing the Essence

The Central Army Commander's Mansion, in a side room.

The room was very tidy, with a Luohan bed in the middle. The three-legged copper incense burner on the table was emitting lingering smoke from the sandalwood incense. Shui Rong was leaning on the brocade couch, flipping through official documents in his hands.

Although the Governor's Office is an office place, as the Left Governor of the Central Army Governor's Office, he has his own privileges, and it is very normal for him to have a place to rest when he is tired of working.

At this time, Feng Ziying walked in and said softly, "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang is here."

Shui Rong understood what he said. It was Zhang Youshi who came. He nodded slightly and said, "Please come in."

Not long after, Zhang Youshi walked in. He was about forty years old, wearing a light green robe, with a fair complexion and a beard under his nose. He bowed and said, "I, Zhang Youshi, greet Your Majesty."

Although Zhang Youshi was famous in the original work, he was just a civilian doctor and had no official position, so it was understandable that he called himself a commoner.

As the saying goes, "To know a person, you must first identify his voice." Shui Rong listened to the sonorous and rhythmic voice that was neither humble nor arrogant, and he felt satisfied. As a miracle doctor, how could he be called a miracle doctor if he himself lacked energy?

After a pause, Shui Rong stood up from the brocade couch and said solemnly, "I am deeply grateful to Mr. Zhang for taking the trouble to come here."

Shui Rong still respected Zhang Youshi very much. If not for any other reason, he should treat him well just for his medical skills. After all, this was related to his own and his family's health.

Zhang Youshi was pleased to see that Shui Rong was a prince but was so polite. You know, generally speaking, the royal nobles are mostly arrogant and very few are so humble and polite.

Seeing this, Zhang Youshi tactfully bowed and said, "Curing illnesses and saving lives is the responsibility of ordinary people."

Shui Rong glanced at Zhang Youshi when he heard this. This person who cured illnesses and saved lives was obviously making him, a prince, a common person. However, he did not care. It was normal for capable people to be arrogant because of their talents. As long as they did their best and did not cross the bottom line, it would be no big deal.

After a pause, Shui Rong turned his head and said to Feng Ziying, "Ziying, you go out first."

It is not easy to tell outsiders about the "disease" he is treating. He still has to save face, so naturally he cannot let Feng Ziying be present.

Feng Ziying was puzzled when he heard this, but he didn't say much. He just responded and turned away.

Zhang Youshi had some guesses in his mind when he saw this. As a doctor, he saved lives and had come across many unspeakable illnesses that he didn't want outsiders to know about. This was normal.

But how could the prince be so young, and have such an unexplainable disease? His complexion is quite rosy, which doesn't seem to be the case. Instead, there is fatigue between his eyebrows, which seems a little abnormal.

Thinking of this, Zhang Youshi said nothing more. He looked at Shui Rong carefully with sharp eyes and asked, "I heard that the prince stretched his waist, but he has some soreness in the waist and knees?"

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows. This stretching of the waist was his excuse to Feng Ziying. It seemed that he had made it clear to Zhang Youshi. But it was not a big deal. He supported his waist and replied, "It is true that my waist is a little sore."

Zhang Youshi stroked his beard after hearing this and said calmly, "Since you are afraid of seeing a doctor, I will tell you directly. Your Highness is suffering from soreness in the waist and knees due to excessive activity. You will be fine after a few days of rest. However, I would like to advise Your Highness that everything should be done step by step. You should not seek temporary pleasure without restraint."

Shui Rong understood what Zhang Youshi said. Just as he thought, yesterday's event was too intense and he was too tired. Just like the so-called "weakness cannot be replenished", his body could not withstand such a shock for a while.

Then again, he knew he was not sick, but it was a good opportunity to test Zhang Youshi's ability. Chinese medicine emphasizes "observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation". Zhang Youshi knew the water-soluble condition just by "observation" and "asking". He was quite capable!

After a pause, Shui Rong said softly, "Mr. Zhang, you also said that you are afraid of seeing a doctor, so I won't hide it. I want to ask Mr. Zhang if you have a prescription for strengthening the body and replenishing the essence."

A blacksmith must be strong himself. Shuirong doesn't want to be able to see but not eat in the future, which will be uncomfortable for both parties.

Zhang Youshi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but did not say much. This is human nature. Who doesn't want to have strong sexual desire?

After a moment of silence, he said, "Your Highness, I know of a medicinal recipe called "Deer Kidney Porridge" that can nourish the essence and replenish the marrow. If Your Highness needs it, I am willing to offer you the recipe. However, I still want to warn Your Highness that too much is as bad as too little. If you damage your essence, even the elixir will not be effective."

It is a big taboo for young people to indulge in pleasure, but how many people can restrain themselves?

Shui Rong understood what Zhang Youshi said. Medicinal food can strengthen the body, but if one has sex with women day and night, the strengthening effect is far less than the consumption effect, and one will inevitably die from indulgence in the end.

Not to mention anything else, many emperors from ancient times to the present have been obsessed with concubines in the harem, indulging themselves in lust without restraint and becoming romantic "short-lived ghosts".

"Deer Kidney Porridge", just by hearing the name you know it is related to deer. Deer has miraculous effects on the whole body, so it is normal that it can replenish essence and marrow.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong nodded and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Mr. Zhang. I know the answer to this question. I hope Mr. Zhang will give me the prescription."

It is enough to have the effect of strengthening the body and replenishing the vital energy. Even if he doesn't have to control women day and night, at least he won't be unable to do so and cause resentment from the beauties.

Zhang Shiyou didn't care about the prescription. He reminded her only to fulfill his duty as a doctor, so he said, "Your Highness, please don't be polite. I will send someone to deliver the prescription after I return home."

Shui Rong nodded slightly, and turned his gaze to look at Zhang Shiyou. He was sure that he was a capable person, so how could he let such a talent go? So he asked directly: "I wonder if Mr. Zhang is willing to work in the palace?"

"This"

Zhang Shiyou's expression froze when he heard this. His only skill was medicine. What else could he do in working for the palace? It was nothing more than treating the nobles in the palace. He had no such idea. However, the other party was the prince. Even if he was arrogant because of his talent, he would not offend the prince.

Shui Rong saw the other party's embarrassment and smiled dumbly, "It is I who am rude. Since Mr. Zhang is unwilling, I will not force him."

Although he planned to take Master Zhang into the palace, the other party was obviously unwilling. In this case, there was no need to force it. If he forced it, there was no telling whether he would be able to work hard in the future. Instead of doing that, it would be better to establish a good relationship with him so that he would be protected when something went wrong in the future.

Zhang Shiyou was grateful for the prince's generosity and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty. I live in the West City now. If Your Majesty needs me, please send someone to inform me."

Shui Rong was satisfied when he heard this; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

After a pause, Shui Rong asked, "I heard that Mr. Zhang wants to donate an official position to your son. I wonder how it's going now."

Zhang Shiyou's face turned red when he heard this. Donating money to become an official was not something worth showing off, especially in front of the prince. He groaned for a moment and replied in a low voice, "My son donated money to become a student and is now enrolled in the Imperial Academy."

The so-called donation for an official position also has a system. Only after donating to become a student of the Imperial Academy can one be eligible to donate for an official title. This is the rule.

Shui Rong pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Zhang, I think there is no need to rush the donation for an official position. Why not let your son enroll in the Imperial College first and take the exam first? If he passes, you don't have to worry about it. If he fails, with this result, he won't be at a disadvantage even if he donates an official position. It will still be no problem to fill a vacancy."

Generally speaking, these donated official positions are honorary positions, and very few can get real vacancies. Most of them are people with backgrounds. For example, Jia Rong's fifth-rank Dragon Guard Commander is an official position with real power.

Zhang Shiyou was not a fool. Now that the prince had spoken, it meant that he was willing to help. Although he wanted to refuse,

After a pause, Zhang Shiyou bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Shui Rong smiled and nodded upon seeing this. Doing favors to others was the most effective way to win people's hearts. Now he knew at a glance that Zhang Shiyou was not a utilitarian person, so he could only do something about his son. After all, didn't Zhang Shiyou go to Beijing just to donate an official position for his son?

Chapter 163 Yuanchun: Eighteen-year-old nun, at this age

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Fengyiting.

Yuanchun was wearing a deep blue dress. Her face was bare of makeup, yet still beautiful and elegant. Her hair was adorned with pearls and jade, which made her look even more elegant. She sat peacefully on a brocade cushion.

Tanchun and Xiangyun walked in arm in arm, both with a little smile on their faces. The lively Xiangyun had no scruples, and asked with a smile with a clearly visible dimple on her face, "Big sister, what is the matter that you called us here for?"

Yuanchun looked up and saw the intimacy between the two and couldn't help but chuckle. Xiangyun had been living with Tanchun in the palace since then, and the two were inseparable, like one.

It doesn't matter to Xiangyun, but Tanchun is your husband's concubine. If your husband goes to Tanchun's place, let's see how Xiangyun will deal with it.

However, Yuanchun didn't care about this matter. She smiled and said, "The prince said that we will go to the Duke of Rong's mansion in two days. Let me inform you."

Although it is her mother's family, she is now a member of Prince Beijing's Mansion, so she naturally has to be careful in her words.

When Xiangyun heard that they were going to the Duke of Rong's Mansion, her lively eyes lit up and she said, "That's great. I haven't seen Sister Lin and the others for a while. I miss them so much."

As for Xiangyun, she still has the mentality of a child and likes to join in the fun.

Tanchun also had some hope in her heart. After all, they grew up together and had a very close relationship. However, when she saw Xiangyun jumping around, she spat unhappily, "You little girl, you always get angry with Lin little girl and want to pack up and leave. Why do you want to do that now?"

Xiangyun didn't take it seriously and said in a coquettish voice, "No matter how much we quarrel or make a fuss, we are still good sisters!"

Yuanchun couldn't help laughing after hearing this. She also knew that Xiangyun and Daiyu didn't get along well and would often argue with each other. They were both grown-up girls, and it was normal for them to have little tempers and small conflicts. When they grow up, they will miss the innocence between sisters. Isn't this just the case with Xiangyun and Daiyu missing each other after being separated for some time?

Thinking of this, Yuanchun smiled and said, "Okay, we will go back in two days. Then you can go and play with Sister Lin and the others. I won't restrict you."

Xiangyun couldn't help but be delighted when she heard this, and she said with a smile on her face, "Okay."

Yuanchun smiled upon seeing this and said nothing more. She found the lively Xiangyun quite likable. Moreover, she was not only a relative, but also the goddaughter of Concubine Beijing. She was quite loved, sometimes even better than her daughter-in-law.

As the saying goes, what goes up comes down, so no one dares to neglect Xiangyun in the palace. Just like Jia Baoyu, who is favored by Lady Jia, he seems to be the most important treasure in the Rongguo Mansion, and everyone from top to bottom respects him.

At this moment, Aunt Rong came in from outside and said with a smile, "Miss San and Miss Yun are here too!"

When Tanchun and Xiangyun saw Madam Rong, they also returned the greeting. After all, the madam in front of them was not an ordinary person, so they naturally treated her politely.

Yuanchun stood up and asked with a smile: "Madam, how come you have time to come to my place? Hurry up and bring me...Jin Chuan'er, serve me some tea."

Since Baoqin wasn't here right now, she almost called him that for fun.

Rong Mama was a shrewd person. Since the princess was being polite, she could not take advantage of the situation. She said hurriedly, "Princess, please forgive me. I am not a person of high rank."

Tanchun's eyes turned slightly when she saw this. She knew why her elder sister was so polite to Madam Rong. She was a close friend of the Concubine Dowager. After all, the Concubine Dowager had already been resentful of her elder sister when she first entered the palace. Now their relationship was gradually becoming harmonious. Not to mention Madam Rong's good words in front of the Concubine Dowager, as long as she didn't have the heart of a mean person, she was already a good person.

Thinking of this, Tanchun stepped forward and said, "Big sister treats Madam as her own family, so please don't be polite. I know Madam likes Biluochun, and we have it ready in the courtyard. I'll go make some right away."

Madam Rong looked at Tanchun who turned around to make tea, feeling puzzled. She didn't know whether there was Biluochun in the courtyard, but this was also a kind of attitude.

Although she had little contact with the third young lady, she had heard a few words about her. She was very experienced in handling matters and handled them swiftly and decisively, while the graceful and magnanimous princess stayed out of it.

With such a caring girl to help the princess, there is nothing she cannot control in the palace.

Yuanchun was quite satisfied with Tanchun's behavior. She didn't need her to say much to understand her intentions. She pursed her lips, looked at Rong Mama with her starry eyes, and said softly, "Mama, are you here to ask Mother for anything?"

Rong Mama came to her senses after hearing this. She almost forgot what she was doing, so she said with a humble face, "There is nothing wrong with the Concubine Dowager. Yesterday, the Princess told me to go to the Muni Courtyard at the west gate to invite the nun. I went there early in the morning."

Yuanchun felt satisfied after hearing this. This Rong Mama really had a positive attitude and did not take advantage of her age and seniority.

"It's just that I have betrayed the princess's trust."

Yuanchun understood what she said. The only twist was that they didn't invite anyone. Yuanchun looked normal and said in a clear voice, "But the nun doesn't want to come. Madam, don't worry about it."

Although she also admired worshipping Buddha, she could understand the arrogance of enlightened monks and nuns. Since this person was unwilling to come, she would just ask for someone else.

Madam Rong shook her head and said, "That's not the case, but the nun passed away last winter."

Yuanchun frowned slightly when she heard this. It turned out that the nun had passed away. It was really impossible to invite her back.

After a pause, Yuanchun said, "Well, it's because we don't have this blessing. I'm sorry to bother you with this matter. As for the host, I'll look for it myself."

Rong Ma Ma groaned for a moment and said softly, "Princess, there is a nun in the Muni Temple who practices Buddhism with her hair uncut. She has inherited the teachings of the nun. When the nun in the temple heard that our palace wanted to hire a nun, she recommended her to us."

"Oh"

Yuanchun became interested after hearing this. To be recommended by the old nun in the temple, he must have a high level of Buddhist knowledge, so she asked, "Who is that person?"

Since Rong Mama asked for instructions, she naturally found out everything. She said, "This nun who is practicing Buddhism with her hair uncut is originally from Suzhou. Her ancestors were also scholars and officials. Because this girl was born with many illnesses since childhood, she bought many substitutes but none of them worked. So she entered the Buddhist monastery and practiced Buddhism with her hair uncut. She is only eighteen years old this year. Her Dharma name is Miaoyu. She followed her master here last year and now lives in the Muni Courtyard outside the west gate."

I went to Beijing with my master last year, and he passed away last winter. What a coincidence.

Yuanchun frowned slightly and said in a clear voice: "If that's the case, why doesn't Master Miaoyu return home?"

Since she is practicing Buddhism with her hair uncut and her master has passed away, Miaoyu should have no worries and should return home. Why is she staying in Beijing?

Rong Mama explained, "After the nun passed away last winter, Miaoyu wanted to take her coffin back to her hometown, but the nun left a last wish that it was not suitable for her to return home, so she stayed here quietly, and naturally had your result, so she did not return home."

After saying this, Rong Mama paused, thinking about the princess' kindness, and added: "Miaoyu's parents are both dead, and she is only served by two old maids and a little girl. She is very knowledgeable in writing and does not need to learn scriptures. She is also very good-looking, and is the type that the princess dowager likes."