Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"I'm a little scared. Normally, I wouldn't have this worry. I can recognize my mother just by smelling her scent, but this jade pendant is too powerful!"

He walked in, ready to find a familiar face to ask what was going on.

There were many people walking around in the mansion, and Chu Wuzhi would sometimes use his body to block passers-by for his godmother to prevent them from bumping into her.

Suddenly, Chu Wuji saw a familiar figure. Si Que returned to his post, standing guard at the gate of a courtyard, constantly looking at the entrance of the palace.

Chu Wuji stepped forward quickly and greeted:

"Si Que, I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you recovering?"

Si Que did not suffer any serious injuries in the Yunhe Town case. The time when she was most likely injured was when she helped the old doctors to lead the people away. Chu Wuzhi arrived in time and helped her bear the subsequent pressure. Basically, she only suffered some insignificant skin injuries.

The guard girl was called by Chu Wuzhi, and her attention focused on the nearby person. She blinked and looked at Chu Wuzhi, who was dressed in a white robe, with surprise.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and this is indeed true. It is even more obvious when applied to Chu Wu Ji!

Chu Wuji's white robe was of the same style as the black robe he wore that night. The tailoring style was a bit old-fashioned, without too many embroidery patterns or jade pendants to decorate it. It was simple and plain, with only a few scaly patterns vaguely visible, but it fit him perfectly.

If he were a little thinner, he would be a young man from a noble family, but Chu Wuzhi has a strong physique and a temperament with a bit of a wanderer. The white robe he wears is more like a civil or military robe draped over a military general's armor.

Si Que then replied:

"There are many people in the palace today. The princess asked me to pick you up here. I looked for someone wearing a black robe for a long time, but I didn't expect you to change into a white robe. I didn't recognize you."

Chu Wuji smiled and explained:

"My mother told me to wear it, saying I couldn't lose face."

As he spoke, Chu Wuzhi pulled his godmother in front of him and briefly introduced her to Si Que. Si Que greeted him politely, feeling amazed.

This woman looked ordinary, but her temperament was indescribably good.

Si Que led the way to the inner courtyard, which was only accessible to the master's family. The road to the courtyard gradually became quiet.

Chu Wuji asked curiously, "What's going on in the palace today? Why are there so many people?"

"Some are here to pay their respects to the Empress. Look at the large number of soldiers guarding the front hall; they're mostly palace guards. The rest are here, under the guise of being guests, to seek advice from the imperial physician on how to maintain their health and prolong their lives."

The value of the title of imperial physician is beyond doubt. Apart from a few rare and untraceable doctors, imperial physicians are the medical giants of a dynasty, serving exclusively the royal family.

Not to mention the dignitaries, even for members of the royal family, it would be difficult to invite imperial doctors to treat them unless they were seriously ill.

So, when they heard that the imperial physician and several other well-known old doctors in the capital had gathered at Prince Jing'an's Mansion, a group of nobles asked the imperial physician to help them check their complexion under the pretext of giving gifts and greetings, which was equivalent to a luxurious physical examination.

When Chu Wuji learned about this, he discovered that Princess Jing'an was quite powerful and could even help a commoner like him to invite an imperial physician.

He worriedly said, "With so many people suddenly coming, can I still be used?"

"Don't worry. The imperial physician will find an excuse to say he was tired in the afternoon and will be able to leave naturally."

"That's good!" Chu Wuji felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Si Que noticed his reaction and couldn't help but find it interesting.

This guy probably wasn't as worried as he is now when he faced the dangerous situation in Yunhe Town. Especially the remarks made by Chu Wuji when he arrived on horseback, which made Si Que very impressed!

"Excuse me, if the imperial physicians had unfortunately passed away in Yunhe Town, Brother Chu, were you really planning to just turn around and leave?"

"Of course I'll take you with me and run away. Otherwise, what would I be doing there? The demon drum is more than I can handle. Don't take on extra responsibilities. It will only interfere with your work."

"That's good..."

This time it was Si Que's turn to breathe a sigh of relief. She thought Chu Wuzhi would abandon her and run away, but at least he knew to take his allies along.

However, although Chu Wuzhi claimed that he could not deal with the demon drum, Si Que remembered that he punched the drummer twice with ease, and was not as brave as he claimed.

After arriving at the inner courtyard, Chu Wuji discovered that a large group of cats raised by Princess Yaoer had hidden here. They were probably afraid of strangers and thought there were too many people in the front hall.

Chu Wuji found the little white tiger, gave it the cheap pork he had bought, and urged it:

"Don't waste it! I spent the entire morning catching this wild boar meat just for you outside the city!"

"...?"

The little white tiger sniffed the pork and found it had a not very fresh, expiring smell. It raised its big head and looked at Chu Wuzhi, and once again felt the shamelessness of the bipeds.

Si Que has her own duties and it is difficult for her to slack off. Before she left, she said:

"Princess Yao'er is greeting the royal family in the front hall. When she retreats back to the inner courtyard, she should bring the imperial physician with her."

"Good work."

Chu Wuji's job is still very easy. As long as the little white tiger is next to him, theoretically he can be considered at work even if he finds a recliner and takes a nap.

Ning Xianzhi was not surprised to see that Chu Wuji was so highly regarded by Prince Jing'an's Mansion, but she was a little worried. What if he was unwilling to leave?

She helped Chu Wuji tidy up his clothes and said calmly:

"Wu Ji, your job in the palace seems to be a lucrative one for the rest of your life. It would be a pity if you left with your mother."

Chu Wuji solemnly declared:

"No matter how important you are, you are not as important as mother to me! I will definitely stay by her side, but... Prince Jing'an's Palace has invited an imperial physician for mother. It would be inappropriate for me to just run away after receiving such a great favor!"

It was only after seeing the grand scene in the front hall today that he realized the importance of the status of those old doctors.

Regardless of whether Princess Yao'er helped to intercede, the Jing'an Palace invited such a person without saying a word. Chu Wuji could not pretend not to know, otherwise he would feel guilty.

Ning Xianzhi nodded secretly. She just needed to help Chu Wuzhi repay the favor. It wasn't difficult.

Wait and see if the family in Prince Jing'an's Mansion has any hidden illness, and help resolve it.

Or he could give some pointers on how to prolong life. As long as it wasn't a strange situation like this caused by the snake demon Bai Sujin, Ning Xianzhi still had many ways to take action.

They were not afraid that Chu Wuji would not be able to repay the debt of favor, nor were they afraid that the Jing'an Palace would insist on keeping him. They were just afraid that Chu Wuji would be greedy for the status given by the palace and would not want to leave.

......

There is a study room in the inner courtyard with a quiet environment, where Queen Wen rests.

As the queen, she naturally did not have to care about the greeting etiquette between royal relatives. Others were the only ones who could greet her. However, Queen Wen did not like the endless greetings, so she simply used the excuse of being sleepy to hide in the courtyard of the women in the palace.

She sat by the window, staring blankly at the kittens jumping around, when she saw Chu Wuzhi coming over.

Queen Wen didn't recognize him at first and wanted to blame Si Que for bringing those young masters to such a place. It was only when she heard Chu Wuzhi's voice that she recognized him.

After Chu Wuzhi arrived, Queen Wen's attention shifted from the kitten to him.

"Is that Chu Wuji's mother? I guess all his clothes were chosen by this woman. Although she only picks old styles, she has quite good taste!"

This young man gave Queen Wen a very unique feeling.

He was like a young knight who accidentally entered a paradise before the Lihuo martial arts world changed. He only played a game of chess there, but came out more than ten years later. The outside world had changed dramatically, but he was still wearing the clothes of that warrior era. His temperament and style of doing things were incompatible with the current situation and it was difficult for him to fit in.

The whole person is old and new at the same time,

The new thing is his handsome youthful appearance, and the old thing is his ancient aura that has not been contaminated by the current trends.

No matter which point it is, it is extremely precious in the eyes of Queen Wen. It is probably difficult to find such a child in the whole country.

When Empress Wen came to her senses, she saw Chu Wuzhi chatting and laughing with his mother, asking about her well-being, and she felt that he seemed like a different person from before.

"Before, I saw him like a piece of wood, ignoring everyone and just doing his work. I didn't expect him to treat his own mother with such an expression, as if he was trying to please his lover..."

Queen Wen suddenly realized that if others heard what she said, it might be misunderstood as jealousy. She felt a subtle change in mood and looked away, no longer paying attention to the mother and son in the courtyard.

......

When Princess Yao'er learned that Chu Wuji had arrived, she secretly made a gesture to the imperial physician.

The old imperial physician thought that the little princess wanted him to rest, so he happily found an excuse and left the front hall without mercy despite the pleas from the dignitaries.

"Little Princess Yao'er is indeed smart and clever. She knows how hard this old servant's life is."

"No, I'm asking you, the Imperial Physician, to come over and help Brother Chu's mother with her illness."

"..."

Chapter 37: I Want to Adopt Him as My Son

A few days later, Chu Wuji met the old imperial physician again in the tea room.

Thinking that this was the doctor who was going to diagnose his godmother, Chu Wuji spent a little more effort to be polite:

"Imperial Physician, it's only been a few days since we last met. Why are you using crutches? Did you fall?"

The old imperial physician came in hunched over, leaning on a crutch. After confirming that there were no extra people outside the door, he threw away his crutch and cursed:

"If I don't pretend to be old, weak, and sick, I'll be annoyed to death by those princes and nobles! They'll come to me hungover and ask why I always have a headache!"

Sure enough, even an imperial physician who has devoted his entire life to studying medicine would become irritated by going to work.

After complaining about the princes and nobles, the old imperial physician started talking about Chu Wuji's faults, saying that those old bones almost died in the canal.

However, the old imperial physician, remembering Chu Wuji's life-saving grace, just complained a few words and said nothing more.

Faced with the old imperial physician's complaints, Chu Wuzhi could only smile awkwardly, as he himself felt it was outrageous.

If it weren't for those immortal disciples who came to back him up, Chu Wuji would have really gone through a lot of hardships to help a group of old doctors die in a thrilling way...

The old imperial physician finished his complaints and immediately came to Chu Wuji's side out of curiosity. He pinched his arm, patted his back, and marveled:

"How did you grow up to be so strong?"

Wen Yaoer was following beside him and had just greeted Ning Xianzhi. Her little hand was holding Ning Xianzhi's arm in a familiar manner, and she was very approachable.

"Grandpa Imperial Physician, please help my aunt Bai Sujin to check what's going on. We can talk later!"

"I know, I know. I really can't rest anywhere..."

The old imperial physician sighed, with a worried look on his face like a working man. He motioned Ning Xianzhi to sit down on the chair. He first observed his complexion and did not think that he was sick.

That's strange, doesn't he look pretty good?

"What's wrong?" The old imperial physician asked while opening the medicine box he was carrying and took out a thin thread.

As an old man serving the royal family, diagnosing the pulse with a thread is an indispensable skill. No women in the palace can touch him. He has practiced this skill for most of his life. The old imperial physician has grown groove-shaped calluses on his fingers, which are just right for hanging thread.

When treating patients and taking pulses outside the palace, although the rules are not as strict as in the palace, the technique of diagnosing pulses with a hanging thread is essential!

If not, then wouldn’t all these years of learning be in vain?

Chu Wuzhi was sitting next to them and quickly told them about his godmother's previous coma, and mentioned that it was a family hereditary disease.

The old imperial physician took the pulse for a long time and touched his beard in distress. His goatee was almost bald.

“…So, as the saying goes, reading ten thousand books is like traveling ten thousand miles.”

"What do you mean?" Chu Wuji was puzzled.

"I can't diagnose it. I've never seen it, and I've never heard of it."

The old imperial physician spoke frankly, not worrying about affecting his reputation. At his age, he no longer cared about those empty words. He continued:

"Madam's pulse is weak, and she is indeed easily restless. However, I have never heard of the symptoms you described. However, I am helpless. The difficult and complicated diseases passed down in our family are almost untreatable and cannot be cured by herbal medicine."

Ning Xianzhi said at this time:

"I also know a little about medicine, and I knew it was useless. However, the child is still restless, so the imperial physician does not need to worry about it."

When the old imperial physician learned that this woman also knew medicine, he immediately understood her calmness.

No wonder Chu Wuji was so anxious while the woman was calm. It turned out that she had known for a long time that her condition could not be cured by medicinal herbs.

This can be considered as knowing one's destiny. There is no point in worrying about many things, and one can only rely on God's will.

Princess Yao'er looked sad. She leaned against Ning Xianzhi and comforted her, "Aunt Bai, your illness will probably not recur! When the royal family holds ancestral worship in the future, I'll pray for you. It will definitely help!"

Ning Xianzhi sighed softly, but in her heart she thought the little girl was well-behaved and adorable. "I dare not accept this favor. I thank Princess Yao'er."

The old imperial physician remembered something and asked Chu Wuji curiously:

"...Hey, if this is a difficult-to-complicated family illness, how come this kid is fine? He's strong enough to lift a tripod, and his energy and spirit far surpass those of an ordinary person?"

Chu Wuji explained:

"My mother found me in the wilderness. What's the point of having a spirit that's different from that of an ordinary person? I can't help my mother with her illness."

While the old imperial physician was diagnosing the patient's pulse, Empress Wen and Princess Jing'an came over to check on the situation under the pretext of looking for Princess Yao'er.

When I heard about the relationship between mother and son, I couldn't help but be surprised.

I had heard before that Chu Wuzhi had done so many things, including participating in martial arts competitions and personally going to Yunhe Town to save people, all to seek medical treatment for his mother.