Your Majesty, the princess is fleeing famine with her child!

Chapter 240: Being Your Medicine Boy

"Mother." Lord Cheng'en called out.

Madam Cui retracted her gaze and said in a deep voice, "I heard that you shouted and called for killing Yajing as soon as you came back. If there was something, why couldn't you just talk to her calmly? Why did you have to use force?"

Mrs. Cui's words were full of disapproval.

Lord Cheng'en immediately explained the whole story.

Old Madam Cui had long speculated that the recent series of incidents involving the Cui family were caused by someone deliberately targeting the Cui family.

But I didn't expect that there was such a reason behind it.

She was silent for a moment.

After a long while, she sighed and said, "Now that things have come to this, even if I kill her, it will be of no use."

"Find her a marriage as soon as possible and send her out."

Duke Cheng'en lowered his head and replied "yes".

But when he thought about Cui Yajing's marriage, Lord Cheng'en felt a headache.

I don't know what his wife was thinking at the beginning. The two men she chose both died young. Not only did she bring bad luck to her daughter's reputation, but she also wasted her time and still has no place to find a husband.

Lord Cheng'en thought that this time he must personally take charge of it.

When Mrs. Cui saw that Lord Cheng'en looked so dejected, she became furious.

"Stand up straight, you are a dignified duke after all, how can you be at a loss when faced with such a small matter?"

"The Cheng'en Mansion has not yet been destroyed!"

"As long as the Empress Dowager, the Imperial Concubine, and the Third Prince are here, our Cui family will never fall!"

Upon hearing this, Duke Cheng'en immediately felt confident and straightened his chest again.

Madam Cui paused and continued, "Tomorrow I will send a sign to the palace to meet the Empress Dowager."

"The Cui family has suffered such a huge loss, we can't just let it go!"

"We can't gain the upper hand against Prince Yi, but it's different for the Queen Mother."

"As long as she wants, she can make Prince Yi and Princess Yi pay for their crimes with just a flick of her finger!"

When Duke Cheng'en heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The Empress Dowager is now very old and lives in Shoukang Palace to enjoy her remaining years, ignoring worldly affairs.

But as long as she is willing to step forward and teach Prince Yi and Princess Yi a lesson, it would be an easy matter!

"Mother is wise!"

Madam Cui glared at Lord Cheng En and said, "Stop saying these nice things. I'm going to see the Queen Mother. You should stay idle."

"Take Hongwei to the Zou family and bring back her wife and children."

Lord Cheng'en went there in person, which was enough to give face to the Zou family.

Duke Cheng'en felt that his eldest daughter-in-law had been making trouble for so long that it was about time for her to get enough of it.

He immediately called a servant and asked, "Where is the eldest master?"

The servant hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Lord Cheng'en was about to get angry, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "The eldest master is in Wutong Lane!"

The house where Cui Hongwei kept his mistress was in Wutong Lane, so people in the mansion used Wutong Lane to refer to the mistress.

When Lord Cheng'en heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"This traitor!"

Even at this time, he is still busy flirting with his mistress.

Mrs. Cui's expression was also extremely ugly.

Cui Hongwei was the eldest son and should have been granted the title of crown prince long ago.

It's just that he has been mediocre since he was young, far inferior to his younger brother who has the same mother as him.

Duke Cheng'en also preferred the smart and clever second son, so he did not submit a petition to appoint a crown prince.

Secretly, he wanted to make his second son the crown prince, but if he did that, where would that put his eldest son?

That's why Duke Cheng'en has been hesitant.

At this moment, he was completely disappointed with Cui Hongwei, his eldest son.

Mrs. Cui was no less disappointed than Lord Cheng'en.

In the past, she felt that although the eldest grandson was not as intelligent as the second grandson, he was the eldest son after all, and was steady and reliable.

In the future, if the two brothers unite as one and support each other, they will surely be able to carry forward the Cui family business.

But now, the eldest grandson has been bewitched by a woman and has become so confused. How can he be capable of shouldering the important responsibility of the Cheng'en Mansion?

Fortunately, he was not made the crown prince too early.

Madam Cui immediately called someone over and ordered, "Go to Wutong Lane and tie up the eldest son!"

"As for that seductive woman, pass on my words and give her a white silk scarf so that she can end her life herself."

Duke Cheng'en stood aside and had no opinion on this.

Cui Hongwei was really outrageous for that mistress.

Such a woman must not be kept any longer.

Otherwise, I don’t know to what extent it will affect Cui Hongwei in the future!

The Cheng'en Mansion cannot afford to be embarrassed by this again!

The next day, Madam Cui handed in a sign and went into the palace to meet Queen Mother Cui.

In Shoukang Palace, spices were burning in bronze furnaces with animal heads. The smell made people feel warm and drove away the chill of early winter.

The palace maids stood quietly in the hall.

Behind the heavy curtains, Old Madam Cui and Empress Dowager Cui, a pair of sisters-in-law, sat opposite each other and chatted about family matters.

Empress Dowager Cui invited Old Madam Cui to have lunch in Shoukang Palace.

In the afternoon, Madam Cui left the palace contentedly, carrying a pile of rewards.

At this time, Yun Fuling didn't know that she would soon be in trouble.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the one-month Xinglin Conference is over.

Yun Fuling has been busy bidding farewell these days.

Mr. Hang is going back to Jiangzhou.

Yun Fuling specially organized a banquet and brought together people from the Hang family and the Ouyang family.

One reason is that everyone gets together to have fun. After all, transportation is inconvenient in this era, and it won’t be easy to get together again in the future.

The second is to practice for Mr. Hang.

During the banquet, Mr. Hang called Hang Nanxing to his side, pointed at him and said to Yun Fuling, "Fuling, if you don't mind, let Nanxing stay by your side and be your medicine boy."

Mr. Hang knew that Yun Fuling was planning to take in a disciple.

I met a female doctor named Sun before. She was a promising young woman, but she made some mistakes and was demoted to serve in the frontier army.

At this Xinglin Conference, Yun Fuling did not meet a suitable candidate.

Only then did Mr. Hang decide to leave Hang Nanxing to Yun Fuling as a medicine boy.

Yun Fuling's medical skills are far beyond what people like them can compare to.

A good teacher produces good students. It would be more beneficial for Hang Nanxing to follow Yun Fuling.

He would start as a medicine boy. As for whether Yun Fuling would be willing to accept him as a disciple in the future, that would depend on Hang Nanxing's performance and whether there was a master-disciple relationship between the two.

When Yun Fuling heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She and Hang Nanxing met when they were in Jiangning Prefecture. He was the son of Shopkeeper Hang and was considered to be quite talented among his generation.

At first, the two of them were friends as equals.

Later, Yun Fuling's identity was revealed, and she was of the same generation as Manager Hang, so Hang Nanxing was naturally a generation younger than her.

Yun Fuling looked at Old Man Hang and said half-jokingly, "I heard that Nanxing has started to follow the old doctor in Ping An Hall to diagnose patients. After another two years of experience, he will be able to diagnose patients on his own."

"Are you willing to let him be my medicine boy?"

Old Master Hang laughed and stroked his beard, saying, "He is far from mature enough. Compared to you, he is even worse!"