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Chapter 91 The Good Medicine for Loneliness
The man who came was not tall, about forty years old, with sharp eyes and a smile on his face.

It's Chen Jingshi, whom Jiang He called Uncle Chen when he was a child.

My father didn't have many friends, but Chen Jingshi was one of them.Unlike doctors who are destined to help the world and save people, Chen Jingshi is a prescription seller.

He knew nothing about medical diseases, but he relied on reselling medicinal herbs from all over the north and south, selling prescriptions for difficult and complicated diseases at high prices, and hoarded a huge fortune.

After he had money, he wanted to be an official.

However, most countries still follow the etiquette system of "Shi Qing Shi Lu", and no one would recommend a businessman to be an official, so Chen Jingshi followed Jiang He's father to travel to various countries.

Finally, when Jiang He's father went on a mission to the Chu State, King Kaolie of Chu, who was still alive at the time, kept Chen Jingshi and made him a small official serving as a comprador for the palace.

Jiang He still remembered that when she was little, she always hoped that Uncle Chen would show up because he always had candied fruits in his pocket.

"It's okay to be okay."

When Jiang He's mother found Jiang He eating sweets and frowned, Chen Jingshi interceded for Jiang He with a smile on his face: "It's candied tangerine peel, which strengthens the spleen and stomach."

"It's hawthorn, which helps digestion and blood stasis."

"It's mango, it quenches thirst and protects the heart."

In his place, every delicious thing is medicinal, and you can eat it confidently.

I didn't expect to see him again after so many years.

Jiang He took a step forward, but before he could call out the word "Chen Bo", he saw the guard stepping forward to scold Chen Jingshi.

"Bold! How can you be so arrogant in front of His Highness? Kneel down!"

Jiang He quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"It doesn't matter," she said warmly, "We are old friends."

Jiang He led Chen Jingshi to the small side room next door.

Chen Jingshi first talked about his experiences over the years.It turned out that because he was a foreigner, he was often ignored and hated by his colleagues, and it was difficult for him to be a junior official.

Not long ago, the new king of Chu, Mi Fucu, succeeded to the throne and expelled Chen Jingshi for any random reason.

Chen Jingshi was originally going back to Qi State. On the way, he heard that Princess Jiang He of Qi State had been invited by the King of Yong State to be a guest.He carefully inquired about Jiang He's true identity, and was surprised to find that she was the daughter of an old friend, so he simply came to Yong State.

Chen Jingshi, who had brought his family with him, had just settled down with his family, and when he met the palace recruiting doctors, he wanted to try his luck, but unexpectedly he met Jiang He.

Jiang He also told him roughly what he had experienced over the years. When he heard the news of Jiang He's father's death, Chen Jingshi burst into tears and burst into tears.

"Brother Jiang just left like this? I...I still wanted to see him again."

When she was in Qi, everyone who heard about Jiang He's father's death would comfort her.Unexpectedly, at this point, Jiang He would need to comfort others.

Jiang He comforted Chen Jingshi and said that since Uncle Chen is here, he should settle down in Kyoto first.If you want to do something, you can take a look.

"Can I be an official?" Chen Jingshi immediately wiped away his tears and asked.

Jiang He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Unexpectedly, he was still the same.

"Uncle Chen wants to be an official, so let's see if there is a prescription for the disease first."

Jiang He looked worried when he thought about Li Wenzhou's condition, and had no intention of talking to Chen Jingshi anymore.

"It's easy to talk about," Chen Jingshi said, "When I came back this time, I brought back a lot of medicinal herbs. The Chu State didn't allow me to take the prescriptions out of the country, so I just memorized them all!"

Memorizing all the complicated prescriptions is also a kind of ability.

Jiang He immediately took Chen Jingshi to see Li Wenzhou and Zongjun.

In just a few days, Li Wenzhou had lost weight.

His cheekbones were high, but his cheeks were sunken, and his lips were parted.

Seeing Jiang He and others coming, Li Wenzhou's eyes fell on Chen Jingshi's face, and he seemed slightly surprised.He looked like he was thinking and remembering something, but his mind was a little unclear and he gave up quickly.

Hearing that he was a doctor from the south, Zongjun immediately got out of the way.

"Sir, please diagnose your pulse." He took the pulse and said.

"Diagnose pulse?" Chen Jingshi spread his hands, "I can't do it."

Zong Jun said "Oh" and took out the silver needle and mugwort as if he suddenly realized something.

"Sir, do you want acupuncture?"

"Acupuncture?" Chen Jingshi spread his hands further apart on both sides of his body, "No way!"

Zongjun looked at him dumbfounded, and Chen Jingshi said: "I am just a medicine seller. Do you know what kind of poison he was poisoned and what medicine he needs?"

Only then did Zongjun understand, and he immediately asked: "Sir, do you have any of the ghost needle grass, black robe, and weeping pot grass?"

"These are too cheap." Chen Jingshi scratched his head.

"Is there any?" Jiang He asked.

"Yes." Chen Jingshi showed an expression of pity that he had not taken the opportunity to rip him off, his sparse eyebrows furrowed, and he pursed his lips and nodded.

Zongjun and Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief.

The medicinal herbs were delivered, and Zongjun and the imperial doctor discussed together to write a prescription for Li Wenzhou's treatment.

Jiang He asked Chen Jingshi to go back and wait for news while she went to see Zhao Zheng.Zhao Zheng was discussing matters with several ministers in the front hall. Jiang He was waiting in the back hall. After flipping through a few memorials, Zhao Zheng arrived.

He hugged Jiang He from behind, buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, and sighed: "The paperwork is so laborious that I am going to die from exhaustion."

Jiang He let him hold him and said softly: "Aweng is feeling better. An old friend from Chu has brought medicinal herbs."

Zhao Zheng nodded and said more relaxedly: "I know, someone just reported it."

Jiang He continued: "He wants to be an official. What does Your Majesty think?"

Zhao Zheng opened his eyes, and there was a hint of vigilance in his deep eyes.

"Is it trustworthy that he's from Chu State?"

"I don't know." Jiang He shook his head and said, "In the early years, he was my father's friend."

Hearing that he was Jiang Anqing's friend, Zhao Zheng's eyes softened a bit, but he still shook his head and said, "It's okay to be an official, but he's not allowed to get close to you."

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Jiang He stood up straighter, got out of Zhao Zheng's arms, and looked at him seriously.

Zhao Zheng looked a little tired, and his eye sockets were slightly blue. He wondered if he was too tired recently.

Now that the medicinal herbs are here, she doesn't have to worry about the poison from Yang Li, the leader of the Southern Barbarian tribe, but she always feels that Zhao Zheng's health is not as good as before.

"It's okay," Zhao Zheng said with a smile, "Ah He will have dinner with Gu at night, and then go to bed with Gu, Gu will be fine."

Jiang He quickly broke away from his arms.

The first time I heard him call Ahe, it was not as kind as my father, but rather sweet.

"I still have to build the canal," she pushed him. "The canal has been built to a place blocked by mountains. Navy Commander Zheng Xinguan wants to go around it, but I don't want to."

"So Ah He is going to dig mountains." Zhao Zheng looked at her with interest.

"Dig." Jiang He said, "If you dig it out, please come and have a look."

Zhao Zheng laughed.

He doesn't laugh often, and rarely laughs out loud. His dark eyes are cast into the gentle light, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised, which means he smiles.

Jiang He looked at his smile, and his heart moved inexplicably.

He has such a beautiful smile that makes you want to kiss the corners of his lips.

But before he could take any action after thinking about it, someone came outside asking to see him.

It was the 17-year-old general Meng Tian.

"Since someone is here, I'm leaving."

"You are not allowed to leave." Zhao Zheng turned around and knelt down in front of the cases, and said to Jiang He, "There are some memorials, please help me take a look."

Meng Tian came to say goodbye.

The war with South Korea has ended, Chu State has withdrawn its troops, Yan and Zhao sent envoys to visit, and Wei State is also at peace.Meng Tian will take some troops back to the north to garrison the Great Wall, and take advantage of this period of time to complete the defense of the north.

Zhao Zheng agreed to his request and said nothing more.

Before retreating, Meng Tian tried to muster up his courage, looked at Jiang He who was reading the memorial, and said cautiously and respectfully: "The general has not yet thanked Princess Anguo for her gift of food from South Korea."

Jiang He looked up at him.

The young general has thick eyebrows, big eyes, broad shoulders and narrow waist. Even without armor, he looks powerful and majestic.He was only one year older than her, but he was already Zhao Zheng's trusted right-hand man.

Charge into battle with courage and strategy.

Jiang He smiled and shook his head and said: "General, how can I say thank you? Those grains and grass are obviously my thanks to the general. Outside Daliang Buzhai, if the general hadn't arrived in time, I might have died."

Meng Tian immediately said humbly: "Your Majesty was the first one to rush over. The last general is just following His Majesty's orders."

Jiang He's silence was regarded as acquiescence, and Meng Tian said again: "I would like to ask Princess An Guo, do you want to go north too?"

Hanqu is to the north, in the same direction as Mengtian.

After asking this question, Zhao Zheng, who was about to write something with his head down, raised his head and glanced sideways at Meng Tian.

Meng Tian was concentrating on waiting for Jiang He's answer, and did not notice Zhao Chang's cold expression.

"Yes." Jiang He said, "I'm leaving now."

"Excuse me, princess. I will accompany you all the way. Can I ask the princess something?"

The person in front of me is a descendant of Sun Wu, a popular heir to the art of war among the seven kingdoms. If he can get some advice from her, he will make a lot of progress.

Jiang He was about to nod in agreement, but Zhao Zheng said: "Princess Anguo still has something to do, Meng Qing should take the first step."

This was the first time that he was driven away by Zhao Zheng like this.

Upon hearing this, Meng Tian immediately kowtowed, reluctant to leave but not daring to stay longer, and hurriedly retreated.

"What's the matter with me?" Jiang He turned to Zhao Zhengdao.

Her small nose was raised slightly, as if she was annoyed.

"The Queen Mother wants to see you." Zhao Zheng seemed to be sighing in his heart and waved his hand, "You promised to help Gu select a concubine. How could the Queen Mother spare you?"

Choose concubine?
Jiang He's heart felt as if mercury had been poured into it, and it suddenly felt heavy.

(End of this chapter)