When Jiang Dalang saw Mrs. Wen coming to buy piglets, he was a little surprised. In the end, he sold it to her at a discount of 200 wen and only charged her 600 wen.
Xiao Zhenniang took the piglet and her son home without saying a word along the way.
After entering the house, she stuffed the piglet into her son's arms and said, "Let me tell you what it means to be a parent and a son."
So, Wen Hengyin listened to his mother's medical course for an hour and finally found out that he was not the father of Ahua's child.
Looking at the piglet in her arms, she actually felt a little embarrassed.
But after all, he had watched the cub grow up, so he decided to adopt it.
This is a black and white pig with a white spiral on its forehead. It is very cute.
"From now on, you can be called Helix."
Wen Hengyin touched the piglet's head and sighed quietly.
The nanny came over and said with a smile, "Young Master, let me find a place for the piglet to stay. You can go and take a look when you have time."
Wen Hengyin nodded and handed the piglet to the wet nurse. "Mammy, find a warm place for it and spread some grass. Don't let it get cold."
It is cold in the mornings and evenings now. The piglets are not with their sows, so they will definitely feel cold at night.
"Don't worry, Mammy, make a grass nest for it and put it behind the stove, and then move it outside during the day. Do you think it's okay?"
"Okay!" Wen Hengyin took one last look at the piglet and turned back to the house.
He must study hard and not make stupid mistakes again.
This matter must not be known by others, especially that little girl Yingbao, otherwise I will never be able to face anyone in my life.
Xiao Zhenniang was so angry at her son that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She finally found the mood to write the letter again.
Wen Shu walked in and asked, "Mom, when will Dad be back?"
Her father Wen Yanmin was sending something to Yuzhou, and she felt a little worried for some reason.
Xiao Zhenniang thought for a moment and said, "It will probably take two months before he returns."
It’s not close to Yuzhou. Even if you take a horse carriage, you can only travel a hundred miles a day at most. It will take more than ten days to travel more than a thousand miles.
If there is extreme weather, it will take longer.
A round trip would take at least two months.
Alas, I just don’t know whether the golden ear and white ear are useful for people with lung diseases.
The Imperial Palace of Dongdu,
Empress Xiao summoned the imperial physician Wen Yanpei to the Zhaohe Palace.
She was wearing a crown with eight treasures and emerald feathers, a bright red robe with a dragon and phoenix pattern and gold thread, and an eight-piece ruyi skirt. She looked wealthy, dignified, and proud, with a look of majesty that came from her without anger.
"Mr. Wen, tell me the truth about my son's condition. I won't blame you."
Wen Yanpei was shaking like a sieve, and replied tremblingly: "The prescription I prepared for the king of Dai is only missing one medicinal ingredient. As long as that medicinal ingredient is delivered, the king of Dai will recover after taking it for a while."
The Queen's expression eased a little, and she said in a gentle tone: "Where did you find the herbs, Mr. Wen, that took so long? If it really doesn't work, you can ask the Ministry of War to send express horses to deliver them."
Wen Yanpei thought that this was all done by his father, and he really didn't know where he found the medicinal herbs.
But he couldn't say that his father helped him find it. If he did, he would become a useless person in the eyes of the queen.
"Your Majesty, the herbs were discovered by a rural hermit. The hermit's whereabouts are erratic and he often moves around in many places. Therefore, I can only wait for my family to contact the hermit to determine when the herbs will arrive."
The queen's face darkened slightly, and her voice was filled with anger: "Then I'll trouble Wen Qing to urge your family to contact the hermit as soon as possible and send the herbs back."
"Yes, I will send someone to urge him when I get back. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, as long as the medicinal materials are delivered, the King of Dai will be safe."
"That's good." The Queen picked up the teacup on the side table and said calmly, "In that case, Wen Qing, you can go back. I will wait for your good news."
"Yes, I'll take my leave." Wen Yanpei saluted, bowed, stepped back a few steps, then turned around and left.
After leaving the imperial city, Wen Yanpei wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly got on his own carriage.
After returning to the mansion, he asked someone to call the steward.
"There is no news yet from the lord?" Wen Yanpei asked.
Last time, his father Wen Jingyan sent him two taels of dried golden ear mushrooms, and asked him to stew a small amount with ginseng and donkey-hide gelatin for the ten-year-old King of Dai to take.
After King Dai used it, his complexion gradually improved, he slept soundly at night, his cough and asthma subsided a lot, and he even ate half a bowl of porridge the next day.
But there were too few dried golden ear mushrooms and they were gone in just a few days.
Wen Yanpei was extremely anxious and kept writing to urge his father to send more money.
But his father replied that the thing was hard to come by and he didn't know when he would get it, so he should wait and see.
This wait lasted for more than a month. Seeing that the King of Dai's illness had relapsed, the Emperor and Empress were furious. Wen Yanpei was trembling with fear every day when he went to work. He was extremely miserable, fearing that he would be killed by the Emperor and Empress one day.
The chief steward bowed and said, "My dear, there is a message from over there saying that the medicinal materials will be delivered to Yuzhou Prefecture soon. Please wait for a few days and then let the eldest son send them back to Kyoto."
Wen Yanpei was surprised: "Really? Did father really say that?"
The chief steward said: "Yes, the old master asked you to be patient, and we will talk to you in detail when the eldest master comes back."
"Okay, you can go down." Wen Yanpei waved his hand and walked around the study, feeling happy and anxious, wishing he could get the medicinal herbs right away.
At this time, his wife Mrs. Guo came in with their daughter Yurong, holding a box of freshly made cakes in her hands.
"Master, Yurong just made the Poria cocos and jujube paste cake. Please try it."
Wen Yanpei glanced at the food plate in his little daughter's hand, and he had no appetite at all. He waved his hand and said, "Put it down. I'll try it later."
The youngest daughter, Yurong, is ten years old this year. She has had a pretty face since she was young, and now that she is older she is even more beautiful.
The reason why Wen Yanpei petitioned to govern King Dai was that he had some selfish motives.
He once thought that as long as he could cure the King of Dai, his daughter might be able to catch the Queen's eye in the future, and it might not be impossible for her to be chosen as the principal wife in the King of Dai's Palace one day.
By then, he will be a true royal relative and the future emperor's mentor. The Wen family will also be honored in his lifetime.
Unexpectedly, the young King Dai's illness was extremely difficult to treat, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cure it. He had no choice but to ask for help from his father Wen Jingyan, who had retired to his hometown in Yuzhou.
He originally thought that the Wen family had been practicing medicine for generations and had a very deep foundation. Even if he was not sure, his old father would not sit idly by.
When the time comes, if my father takes action, it will be easy to cure a minor lung disease.
However, the King’s illness kept recurring, and his body became weaker and weaker, until he could not even get out of bed and walk.
This time, not only the emperor and the empress were furious, but even the empress's father, the Duke of Qi, pointed at his nose and cursed him, threatening that if he failed to cure the King of Dai, he would punish his entire family for deceiving the emperor.
Wen Yanpei was really panicking and wrote to his father for help again. His old father was also helpless and could only look for folk remedies everywhere.
As a result, I found out that there seemed to be a folk remedy for curing lung disease in a remote mountain village.
According to my father, a fellow apprentice whom he had not seen for decades opened a pharmacy in that town. He once admitted a patient with lung disease who was incurable, and the patient recovered within a month...
"Dad, the Fuling cake tastes better when it's hot."
Wen Yurong opened the lunch box and said with a smile, "My daughter sees that you have been too worried recently and your eyes are dark, so I specially learned to make some from mother."
Wen Yanpei sighed lightly and picked up a piece of Poria cocos cake.
"Master Dalang! It's not good!"
A servant tumbled and crawled into the study, "Oh no, Master, the guards broke in..."
Wen Yanpei was startled and the Poria cocos cake in his hand fell to the ground.