sbdcsierra Chapter 419: Heading to Hushan
Chapter 419: Heading to Hushan
As soon as dawn broke, Ding Junjie got on the carriage back to the city.
He also wanted to ride back as fast as he could, but his white horse had limited carrying capacity.
He hurriedly asked for leave and wanted to invite an imperial physician to come, but his rank was not high enough.
Censor Ding is definitely qualified, but Ding Junjie never considered him at all.
Family members know their own business. Not to mention that the news has not been confirmed, even if there is accurate information, it cannot be known to my father who has many enemies.
After much deliberation, Ding Junjie spent a large sum of money to invite an old doctor from Huashoutang to see him.
This is an old imperial physician who just retired from the Imperial Medical Bureau and has superb medical skills.
When Ding Junjie rushed back to Qianlai Villa sweating profusely, he found his wife happily eating chicken stewed with mushrooms.
The person who was complaining about nausea in the morning was now gnawing on a big chicken leg with a very vivid expression.
Ding Junjie admitted that he was hungry because these two people were eating so happily.
Sure enough, chicken tastes better with the skin on.
Business is important, you can eat later.
The old imperial physician concentrated on taking the patient's pulse and after a moment switched to his other hand.
The couple stared at the old imperial physician nervously, and Han Zeyu also looked carefully.
Just like when he was squatting and watching the master digging the well, he was learning the skills from him.
It turns out that this is a living imperial physician. Although he cannot be called an immortal, he is definitely in good health.
In terms of age and experience, Han Zeyu certainly couldn't imitate it, but this feeling...
Let him think about it again.
The diagnosis given by the old imperial physician was relatively conservative.
Judging from the pulse, it is indeed a happy pulse, but the duration is still short.
To be on the safe side, rest assured and come back for a follow-up checkup in seven days.
"You're young, you have a good foundation, don't overthink it, just let it be!"
The old imperial physician could say this out of respect for Madam Ding's father.
Opening a clinic inevitably involves dealing with herbal medicine dealers, which is convenient for both others and yourself.
As a well-known fat man in Kyoto, Ding Junjie's weight loss has always been talked about.
Just on the way here, the old imperial physician checked his condition.
There is no sign of sagging skin. It seems that the fat was lost through exercise.
It's so rare that I can even see the facial features clearly. I was so uncomfortable because of the squeezing before.
Han Zeyu asked someone to arrange meals, saying that since they had come all the way here, they shouldn't go back with an empty stomach.
Perhaps it's because I've watched too many palace dramas, so I'm not impressed by the old imperial physicians who were able to work in the Imperial Hospital until retirement age and get out of it unscathed.
Han Zeyu felt a surge of admiration. This guy must have such a good brain!
In fact, in this dynasty, imperial physicians are not really considered a high-risk profession.
Because in order to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, His Majesty the Emperor not only postponed the selection of concubines again and again, but also openly reduced the size of the harem.
Compared to beauty, the emperor prefers money and power.
The harem was empty, with only a few masters, and there was no room left for the Imperial Hospital at all.
Not only that, the imperial doctors could also openly make extra money.
Officials of the fifth rank and above in the capital and their families could invite imperial physicians to their homes for medical consultations, but the consultation fees had to be split 30% and 70% respectively.
The hard-working imperial physicians received 30% of the proceeds, the emperor's private treasury received 30%, and the remaining 40% was taken away by the Ministry of Revenue to fill the national treasury.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell who came up with this dirty trick.
Our emperor is so wise that he is worthy of being the one who lends out the royal pets and charges admission!
Ding Junjie did nothing else that day but travel.
After sending the old imperial physician back to Huashou Hall, he rushed home without stopping.
Just pack some luggage and clothes, take a useful maid with you, and send it over to your wife.
Coach Han felt a little relieved. "Eat to gain weight, run to lose weight." The value of this sentence is steadily increasing.
Life is about struggle. Keep going. It is not a dream to lose another ten pounds before the New Year.
Han Zeyu still had to go back to the city, but the closed city gates and curfew were of no use to him.
After winning the championship yesterday, Han Zeyu was unable to rush home.
How lonely and unbearable must her dear husband be staying alone in the empty room?
Unfortunately, Han Zeyu was disappointed. Su Shien was not lonely at all, and he was not alone in his empty room.
There were three men in their room at the moment.
One of them was lying on the ground unconscious, while the other two were holding batons and leaning over to check on the man's condition.
"Who is this? He just barged in without even saying hello."
"As expected, the master is right. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives."
Su Shien was too embarrassed to say anything, as the victory between the two of them was more or less unfair.
Tiezhu didn't take it seriously. What's wrong with a joint attack? It's no big deal!
"Do you want to search me?"
Su Shien nodded and said modestly: "You search, after all, I am a family man, it is not convenient for me to touch other men."
Tiezhu was speechless, he was still a virgin!
Forget it, let him come. In this family, the more you work, the more you get. You can get more when the spoils are divided.
Tiezhu's little calculations were going on, after all, it was not a pleasant feeling to be short of money.
Han Zeyu ran home excitedly, slammed the door open, and saw Tiezhu and Su Shien sitting on the ground dividing the loot.
Ah this...
This is very embarrassing.
Su Shien was the one who reacted quickly. He immediately put on a surprised expression and greeted Han Zeyu warmly.
"You're back just in time. Tiezhu just asked me to keep your share safe."
Having just won the game yesterday, Han Zeyu is now worth a lot of money and doesn't look down on the meager gains in the hands of the other two.
What really surprised him was the man lying on the ground.
Great! He didn't have time to settle the score with him, but this guy actually came to him on his own initiative.
After listening to Su Shien's truthful retelling and Tiezhu's exaggerated and multi-angle supplements.
Han Zeyu kicked the man. It was not even dark yet, and he dared to break into the house without even wearing a nightgown.
This is a trampling on his strength and an insult to his personality.
Han Zeyu generously took out some loose change, which was the prize won from the horse-riding and archery competition.
"I'll take the people away first. You two can divide the money. Remember to leave some for Zhao Xun and Sister Ying."
After Han Zeyu finished speaking, he picked the man up and took him to the basement.
Behind him, Su Shien and Tiezhu had a dispute over the uneven distribution of the spoils.
The two sides were deadlocked, and finally, after a not-so-intense debate, Su Shien successfully occupied the moral high ground and held Tiezhu hostage.
Tiezhu was indignant. Who said he had become smarter? Why did he still lose?
The eighth prisoner fell into the trap and was successfully admitted.
The warden personally wrote a top-secret file for him.
His basement can definitely be described as "a place with a large population".
The number one elder, Ao Ye, is prepared to spend the rest of his life in the Heavenly Prison. As for how long the rest of his life will be, that is up to fate.
Number two, Luo Ying, has already been released from prison. It seems that the reformation has been effective and his time in the juvenile detention center was not in vain. At least he can endure the loneliness.
Fake cousin number three is in the women's prison of Dali Temple.
Cells 4, 5, and 6 were fighting each other in the Dali Temple cell.
Elder No. 7 died unexpectedly, but Han Zeyu refused to admit that it was related to the folding effect.
The Dali Temple must have tortured the half-buried elder.
God bless you, as long as the money is enough, he can also take care of the burial arrangements.
If you die in the Dali Temple, you will be wrapped in a straw mat and reduced to ashes.
Number Eight arrived at the right time. Just as he had set his sights on the other party's energy stone, this person took the initiative to deliver it to his door.
Don't worry, brother. A man who knows the times is a hero. There will definitely be a day when you will see the light of day again.