Chapter 85 Imagination

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Chapter 85: Chapter 85 ImaginationAfter having breakfast, Su Jin took Xingxing to Qihao Hall to pay respects. All the way there, Xingxing was hopping around, playing joyfully. "What are you doing?" Su Jin asked with a smile. "Stepping on the faces that the maids and servants of the Duke Mansion have lost," Xingxing replied. "...." "You can see them?" Su Jin chuckled. "I’m just imagining it," Xingxing said. "...." A maid passing by happened to hear the conversation between Su Jin and Xingxing. She secretly touched her face and quickly walked away. Upon arriving in front of Qihao Hall, Xingxing obediently stood behind Su Jin. But they were stopped at the door, and the maid who stopped them said, "The Old Madam is not feeling well. Eldest Young Madam, please return." "How is she unwell?" Su Jin asked casually. The maid did not answer. Xingxing guessed, "Could it be that eating pig intestines upset her stomach?" Su Jin, "...." Maid, "...." All around, the maids and old women blushed furiously. If these words reached the Old Madam, this maid would be beaten to death for sure. Su Jin held her head. This maid stepping on faces along the way was just for fun, but stepping on the Old Madam’s face was serious. It seemed as if she saw shoe prints on the Old Madam’s face. Clearing her throat lightly, Su Jin said, "Then the Old Madam should rest well. I’ll come to pay respects tomorrow." You better not come tomorrow either. The maid thought to herself. The Third Madam was wise to have her stop the Eldest Young Madam. If she entered the room, just a few words might not even give the Imperial Physician time to tend to everyone. At the rear yard of Agarwood Pavilion. Beside the stone table in front of the bamboo house, Xie Jingchen was sitting there drinking tea, the sunlight casting a gentle glow on him. Seeing Su Jin come over, he said, "Back so soon, didn’t see the Old Madam?" Su Jin raised her eyebrows and smiled, "You must have expected this, right?" Indeed, when Su Jin was about to go pay respects. Xie Jingchen wanted to say there was no need to go. But given how many times he had been proven wrong, he held back, just in case the Old Madam unexpectedly decided to see her. The Hidden Guard emerged from the bamboo house, and Su Jin said, "Help me send the golden sore medicine to the Marquis Mansion." The Hidden Guard nodded. Xingxing instructed him, "First bring me a ladder. I need to climb onto the roof later to clean the bird droppings." Hidden Guard, "...." Su Jin, "...." Xie Jingchen, "...." Originally planned to be cleaned yesterday, but it got forgotten. With the sun so strong today, surely there’ll be many stars tonight. The Hidden Guard quietly fetched a ladder. Inside the bamboo house, Su Jin packed the golden sore medicine, waited for the Hidden Guard, and handed him a jar. On the table, there was also a large jar, which Xingxing picked up to give to the Hidden Guard. The Hidden Guard reached to take it, and Su Jin said, "That’s not for the Marquis Mansion." Xingxing looked at Su Jin, "If it’s not for the Marquis, then who is it for?" "Send it to the border for the Duke," Su Jin said. Xingxing remembered the young lady mentioning earlier about making up for the Duke’s lost salary. She looked at Su Jin and said, "Isn’t sending just one jar too little? The brothers from Qingyun Mountain said, at the border, they use medicine by the cartload." Su Jin, "...." This maid doesn’t expect her to send a cartload of golden sore medicine to the Duke, right? Is she trying to tire her to death? Su Jin looked at the Hidden Guard. The Hidden Guard said, "The border lacks medicine, but one jar of golden sore medicine is just a drop in the bucket." Su Jin held her head, thinking how hard it is to please someone. In their eyes, whenever she sends something, it has to be for the entire army. Can’t it just be for the Duke alone? Su Jin felt a bit weary and said, "Just send one jar. I’ll prepare some other medicines to send along, and also include the recipe for the golden sore medicine. If they find my golden sore medicine better, let the military doctor make it." The Hidden Guard was a bit surprised. The Eldest Young Madam’s medical skill is superb; her recipe must be precious, and yet she just gives it away? The Hidden Guard took the medicine jar and took his leave. Su Jin said, "Wait a moment, I’ll write down the recipe to take to my father." The Hidden Guard waited a while. Su Jin wrote down the recipe, dried the ink, and handed it to the Hidden Guard. The Hidden Guard carefully put it away, left the Duke Mansion, and headed straight to the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion. Seeing the Hidden Guard arrive, the servant of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion smiled, "Finally arrived, the Marquis and Madam have been waiting all morning." The Hidden Guard felt a bit anxious. He was only here to deliver the golden sore medicine; surely there’s no need to keep both the Marquis and Madam waiting all morning? Inside the pavilion. The Dongxiang Marquis was not there; Mrs. Tang was sitting there drinking tea. The servant approached and said, "Madam, Eldest Young Master sent someone to deliver the golden sore medicine." Mrs. Tang looked over, and the Hidden Guard stepped forward and said, "Greetings, Madam." Mrs. Tang nodded lightly. The Hidden Guard placed the medicine on the table and said, "Not sure if the Marquis and Madam wanted to see me for any instructions?" Mrs. Tang smiled, "The ointment you sent yesterday worked wonders. Usually, it takes two days to remove bruises, but this did it overnight. Where did you buy it from?" It’s not bought; your daughter made it. The Hidden Guard replied silently in his heart, not daring to speak it aloud. But he was puzzled. The Eldest Young Madam instructed not to let the Marquis and Madam know about her superb medical skill, yet the Madam asked this question. Could it be the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion is unaware of the Eldest Young Madam’s excellent medical skills? That seems unlikely, right? The Hidden Guard was momentarily unsure how to respond. "Is it inconvenient to disclose?" Mrs. Tang asked. The Hidden Guard was just about to answer. Mrs. Tang continued, "The Marquis is straightforward and won’t think much. Sending the Eldest Young Master to ask the Emperor for money is truly difficult for him. Since the medicine is so effective, the physician’s skill must be remarkable. The Marquis and I have discussed and decided to directly bring the physician home, saving your young master the trouble." The Hidden Guard, "...." She said "bring," But it sounded more like "capture." The Eldest Young Master had worked so hard to marry the Eldest Young Madam, and the Dongxiang Marquis couldn’t possibly take her back. Especially since, in the eyes of the Dongxiang Marquis, the Eldest Young Master doesn’t have long to live and they’re just waiting for him to pass. "No trouble, not troublesome at all," the Hidden Guard replied, "If the Marquis Mansion needs any medicine, just let us know." "Really can’t?" Mrs. Tang asked. "Please don’t trouble our Eldest Young Master," the Hidden Guard bowed and said. "If it’s difficult, I won’t force it," said Mrs. Tang. The Madam really is considerate; dealing with the Dongxiang Marquis wouldn’t be this easy. The Hidden Guard felt relieved, planning to take his leave. Just then, Mrs. Tang pulled a piece of paper from her bosom. "This is the medicine the Marquis Mansion needs, a list we’ve made," Mrs. Tang said. "...." The Hidden Guard was stunned and felt a bit flushed. He silently accepted the paper, took a few glances, and his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Does the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion intend to eat medicine for meals? Not to mention other medicines, but they need six jars of bruise-removing medicine alone per month. Who sells golden sore medicine by the pound? The Hidden Guard handed over the recipes he brought to Mrs. Tang and said, "Such a large quantity of medicine may not be sustainable. Here are the recipes for the golden sore and bruise-removing medicines." Mrs. Tang accepted the recipes and said, "No need to send the golden sore and bruise-removing medicines on the list." The Hidden Guard breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he exhaled, his shoulder was suddenly patted by the Dongxiang Marquis, nearly breaking it. "Not bad martial arts," the Dongxiang Marquis praised. The Hidden Guard had yet to respond modestly when the Dongxiang Marquis asked, "How did my daughter force the Duke Mansion to eat pig intestines?" "The Eldest Young Madam did not force the Duke Mansion," the Hidden Guard replied. "My daughter has grown sensible, knows how to win people over with virtue?" the Dongxiang Marquis said in surprise. "...."

Chapter 85 Imagination

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