The Overlord of the Red Mansion

Chapter 86 Serving the Emperor!
Soon the imperial physician and the eunuch came out together, and all the ministers and the emperor's confidants went in to pay their respects.

The emperor is still young. He is now sitting on the edge of the bed, and although he is in his thirties, he looks like he is in his forties or fifties.

There were the old empress dowager and the queen beside the emperor, and at this time they no longer cared about the distinction between men and women.

"I'm fine. I just suffered some minor injuries. It's nothing serious."

When everyone saw that he was fine, they felt relieved and there was no need to rush to prepare for his funeral.

The emperor looked at the military minister and asked, "I have never mentioned marriage, why is it rumored that I want marriage?"

The military minister knelt on the ground and explained: "I don't know...it may be a rumor among the people. I will go and investigate..."

"Shut up!" The emperor was angry. As soon as he finished scolding, he felt a toothache and blood foam came out of his mouth.

Everyone was horrified to see the emperor spurting blood!
Seeing that the emperor's teeth had been knocked out by a slap in the face, Jia Rong hurriedly said, "Your Majesty! Your health is the most important thing!"

"Royal doctor!"

Everyone quickly coaxed the emperor to lie down like a child, and summoned the imperial physician.

The imperial physician came over and sat down to feel the emperor's pulse. After feeling the emperor's pulse for a long time, he said carefully, "The emperor is very angry and needs to rest."

Seeing this, Jia Rong resisted the urge to speak loudly. After all, he was a scholar who had won the imperial examination, and he always spoke softly in front of the emperor. He didn't dare to curse loudly.

Jia Rong first calmed down his impulse, then reached out and pulled up the old imperial physician.

When everyone saw Jia Rong grabbing the imperial physician, they quickly said, "Master Jia!"

The imperial physician also hurriedly said, "Master Jia!"

Jia Rong said softly, "You go away, I'll do it. What disease can you, a bunch of quacks, cure? Haven't you killed enough emperors and princes?"

The emperor trusted Jia Rong, "Lord Jia, please help me take a look."

Jia Rong did not refuse and soon sat beside the emperor to take his pulse.

Ten seconds later, Jia Rong said to him, "Your Majesty is fine, but he was injured on his face. His qi and blood are not in balance for a while, and his teeth are loose. It's not a big deal, and he will be fine after some rest."

The emperor was relieved and asked again, "Does Lord Jia know medicine?"

Jia Rong sat down and said, "My grandfather became a monk when I was a child. I lost my father when I was young, and I have studied medicine for many years. I was the one who prescribed medicine for my wife's illness. Now I have seven wives and concubines. I have been married for seven years and have had children every year. So far, more than ten children are all healthy. It's only in the past two years that I have had less sex because I have been busy."

"The old lady of Rong Mansion is in her seventies or eighties. She was not in good spirits recently and she recovered after recuperating in my mansion."

"Your Majesty, don't blame these imperial doctors. As long as they prescribe and treat patients according to the rules, it doesn't matter whether the patient lives or dies. If they take a different approach, they may lose their heads."

The imperial physician quickly knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty! This is an injustice! This is a huge injustice!"

Jia Rong stood up and said, "Then you come to treat the emperor. How do you think he should be treated?"

The imperial physician hated Jia Rong so much that he cursed, "May I ask who is Jia Rong's master? I have no grudge against you, and I have known your old lady for many years. How dare you say that the prescription we prescribed is wrong? I have been in the Imperial Hospital for sixty years and have experienced four dynasties. How can I allow a young boy like you to insult my innocence?!"

Jia Rong laughed and said, "What diseases have you cured in the past sixty years? You have been the imperial physician for four dynasties, and you change masters every fifteen years. Look up at me! Did you get this position by outlasting your master and the quack doctors before you, or by relying on your medical skills? Don't you think I don't know?"

The emperor had a severe toothache at the moment, and his face was covered in cold sweat. Hearing about the glorious experience of this incompetent imperial physician who had served four short-lived emperors, he angrily cursed, "Drag this quack out and chop him off!"

"Your Majesty! It's unfair! It's unfair!" The old imperial physician begged for mercy, "Your Majesty! This is the same in all our Imperial Hospitals! I am wronged!"

Jia Rong's honest translation said: "The imperial doctors are all the same. If they can't cure a disease, they tell the emperor to rest. If the emperor is angry, they say that the emperor is angry. If the emperor doesn't believe it, they call another imperial doctor to ask. They all say the same thing. They all plan to delay the treatment until it can't be cured. Then everything will be fine."

"That is, I am grateful to the emperor for not caring about my rebelliousness and the many absurd things I have done, so I am willing to tell the truth at the risk of my life."

The ministers and princes nearby didn't dare to say anything, wondering how this had turned into a dispute over medicine.

Now no one can tell whether the emperor is in trouble or not.

It seems that everything is fine, but it also seems that the condition is serious and life-threatening. The life or death depends entirely on the words of two doctors.

The emperor had a toothache, and he was sweating profusely while lying on the bed, saying, "Come and help me cure it! If it doesn't work, it's not your fault! You all listen, if Lord Jia can't cure it, don't blame him!"

Jia Rong sat down quickly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty! Please have someone prepare hot water immediately. I will treat your majesty's pain. There may be some bleeding, but it's not a big problem. I copied the painkillers of Hua Tuo and Bian Que from ancient books!"

The old concubine hurriedly said, "Is this okay? The imperial physician said it's just a minor matter and it will be fine after some rest."

Jia Rong said quickly, "How could your Majesty forget? They said the same thing when the Emperor left."

The imperial physician kowtowed quickly, "Unfair! Unfair! It was not me who treated the patient at that time, but Imperial Physician Zhou and Imperial Physician Liu! Not me!"

Jia Rong, however, was not afraid of others dying, nor did he care whether they lived or died. He said directly, "So those two quack doctors were dismissed and replaced by you! Anyway, you are all in the same gang, so it's all the same excuse! If something happens to the emperor, the one who comes after you is the same quack doctor!!"

The emperor couldn't help it, "Lord Jia, come here!"

Jia Rong quickly performed a tooth extraction operation and used the painkiller he had developed after ten years of research to help the emperor remove several loose teeth.

As for how the emperor will eat in the future and what to do if the imperial doctors are not trusted by the royal family, it has nothing to do with Jia Rong.

The emperor doesn't need to go out and meet people, so it doesn't matter if he looks ugly. He doesn't have the burden of being an idol.

No matter how many imperial doctors died, there were always people to replace them. Even if there were no doctors, there were still folk gods and witches. At worst, there were the royal family's own folk remedies.

Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God, and the short life of emperors has been a common occurrence for a long time.

Jia Rong was confident enough that even if the emperor was killed, he would still be the next emperor!
Half an hour later, Jia Rong came out.

Just when the princes and ministers wanted to ask about something, they saw the emperor coming out supported by the queen.

The emperor came out biting a piece of cotton pad to stop bleeding.

Whether it is infected or not is none of Jia Rong’s business. It’s enough that he is better now. At most, he can just prescribe more painkillers.

Whether the painkillers are addictive or not is not something Jia Rong needs to consider. Anyway, the money is enough, and Jia Rong will just give him enough.

If he really died, they would say that there was something wrong with the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctors.

The emperor's life is such a joke.

If Jia Rong had considered the consequences before doing things, the emperor would not have been beaten.

The emperor, who was slapped, quickly talked about the reward with a swollen face.

"Lord Jia has been credited with my medical treatment. He is promoted to the Minister of War, and is in charge of the Beijing Infantry Patrol and City Inspection. He is also promoted to the rank of First-Class Divine Power General! He is also in charge of the Imperial Hospital and the Imperial Pharmacy!"

Many people have served as Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, but given the current situation in the capital, it is obvious that one has more power.

Jia Rong no longer cared about mourning for his grandfather and was directly promoted to the position of Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, rising from the fifth rank to the third rank.

Although he was a minor official, he had already entered the power sphere that the Jia family previously held.

The Jiedushi of the Beijing Camp was a junior officer of the first rank.

Jia Rong, the minister, could lead his troops around the palace, and could go wherever he wanted in the capital, and could see the emperor whenever he wanted. Anyone with a discerning eye could see whose official hat was secure. In addition to the power of the Ministry of War, the power of the Imperial Hospital and the Imperial Pharmacy showed that he was deeply favored by the emperor, and could be said to be the lifeblood of the emperor, empress, concubines, and various princes and ministers.

Jia Rong has the final say on how much medicine the empress and the concubines in the harem should use and what medicine they should take.

The other ministers were extremely envious, and they also knew how much the emperor trusted the person who was truly treating him.

Jia Rong quickly rode out of the palace, and when he returned home he saw Jia Yuanchun coming out with her men.

"Master! We have been waiting since dawn. I heard that something big happened in the palace. Is everything okay?"

Jia Rong laughed, "Of course! There are many people giving gifts today, and maybe the princesses will come to talk to you. You should clean up and take a few smart maids to entertain the guests. Don't talk about the marriage. Don't interfere in those matters."

As Jia Rong said this, he walked in and passed by Jia Yuanchun.

Jia Yuanchun quickly followed Xiaohong, Wang Xifeng and others, "Master, it's a period of mourning now, it's not good to be so ostentatious, right?"

Jia Rong said indifferently: "Don't mention things that no one wants to mention. Just pretend that it didn't happen, so as to avoid embarrassment. Forget it, it seems that it is not the right time for you. Go and say hello to the old lady now. If there are any distinguished guests in the afternoon, let the old lady help entertain them."

Jia Yuanchun was completely confused about the situation. Seeing that she was constantly being disliked by Jia Rong, she hurriedly said with concern: "Master, you haven't eaten yet, I asked the kitchen to prepare food."

"No, I just had dinner with the emperor." Master Jia chuckled and said, "Go and call Keqing and the second and third sisters to my room, let's have some fun!"

Jia Yuanchun still couldn't figure out what had happened and stood there with a look of confusion and panic on her face.

He had heard that the emperor had been assassinated, so why was his master so happy? And he didn't even shy away from it?
Seeing Wang Xifeng and Ping'er escorting Jia Rong inside, Lin Hongyu quickly said to Jia Yuanchun, "Grandma, please go back to your room first. I'll go ask the servant who came back with the master to see if there's any happy news."

Jia Yuanchun quickly knew what to do, "Okay, I'll go to the old lady first, and you can tell me when you get the letter."

"Grandma, please wait for good news!"

Lin Hongyu felt that it must be a good thing, so she smiled and got busy.

She walked much faster than the other young ladies. She was very nimble and often worked and ran errands. She soon found the sedan bearers and servants who were resting at the gatehouse.

After just a few words, Lin Hongyu learned the good news and ran to the big garden behind, panting.

It was March, with grass growing and birds singing. It was spring, neither too hot nor too cold, but Xiaohong ran so hard that she was sweating profusely and fell into the living room where the old lady was having dinner.

Seeing this, the old lady and others quickly looked over here.

Yuanyang came over quickly, "What happened?"

"Good news!" Lin Hongyu's face flushed, she gasped anxiously, covered her throat with one hand, and stroked her chest with the other, unable to speak.

The old lady stood up and came over. "What's going on? What's the good news?"

Fortunately, Xiaohong said it was a good thing first, otherwise everyone would be really worried.

Yuanyang said to the maid, "Quickly pour a glass of water. Xiaohong's throat hurts from running so fast."

Jin Yuanyang was now an aunt, serving the old lady like a granddaughter-in-law, and had taken care of various matters in the garden for Jia Yuanchun in the mansion.

Jia Yuanchun's maid and Jia Baoyu's maid Xiren helped Xiaohong sit aside.

Xiaohong took a sip of water and took half a minute to calm down before quickly standing up.

"Just sit down and talk." Jia Yuanchun saw that she was working hard and told her not to be so disciplined.

Xiaohong stood up, knelt down happily to salute everyone, and then stood up again, "Congratulations, madam, congratulations, grandma!"

"Master, you have done a great job in treating the emperor's illness and giving advice. You are a pillar of the country. The emperor has rewarded you with a horse in the palace, a first-class divine general, and the position of assistant minister of the Ministry of War and the infantry of the Beijing camp. You are also in charge of the Imperial Hospital and the Imperial Pharmacy, and you have been promoted to a higher position and rank."

Xiao Hong finished speaking in one breath, "This is called a promotion! Congratulations to grandma! Congratulations to madam! Congratulations to the old lady!"

Xiaohong said congratulations, then put her hands on her waist and half squatted, looking very happy.

When the old lady heard about this happy event, she said happily, "Great! Reward!"

Yuanyang smiled and said, "Okay!"

Yuanyang took a piece of silver from the old lady's maid, held it tightly and handed it to Xiaohong, "All for you! Why didn't I find a good girl like you in the mansion before?"

Lin Hongyu is the daughter of Lin Zhixiao's family, who have always been the housekeepers and servants of the Jia family. Xiaohong was born a servant of the Jia family, but has never been noticed by anyone in the mansion.

The old lady smiled and said, "Your master Rong has good vision. You should serve your master well in the future and don't be like Qingwen who always acts like a petty person."

Youshi smiled and said, "Maybe the master just likes this kind of temper. Old lady, you should stop interfering in the affairs of young people."

"Oh! So that's it!" The old lady quickly understood and agreed with a smile.

Lin Hongyu said quickly: "Madam, the master said that there might be distinguished guests coming today. Do you think we should clean up the place?"

The old lady looked around and said with a smile, "Okay, arrange it as I say."

The old lady took Jia Yuanchun's hand and said, "Girl, you may become the wife of a duke in the future. You should also learn some etiquette of entertaining guests."

"Yes!" Jia Yuanchun was a junior in front of the old lady, and she really needed to learn from the old lady, the wife of a duke.

Not long after, while Jia Rong was still having fun, the eunuch came in and read the imperial edict.

The eunuch couldn't find Jia Rong, so he had to go into the garden to meet the old lady and others under the leadership of Jia Zheng.

The eunuch asked, "Is Lord Jia here? People in the mansion said he is over here."

Jia Yuanchun naturally knew what absurd thing Jia Rong was busy with at the moment, and hurriedly said, "He was busy after he came back. I don't know what he was busy with, so I didn't dare to ask more."

Jia Baoyu quickly said: "I'll go find my brother-in-law!"

Xiaohong quickly winked at Yuanyang, and Yuanyang looked at Xiren, who quickly went to pull him.

The old eunuch also knew Jia Rong's character, and when he saw this, he said, "It's not too late. It can be regarded as an imperial decree or an oral order. I will tell you what I have to say and then pass it on to Lord Jia."

The old lady said hurriedly: "Okay, thank you for your help!"

All princes and nobles, whether they were servants or princes, princesses, and old ladies, had to be polite to the eunuchs in the palace.

The only exception is Jia Rong.

Now Jia Rong is in charge of the Imperial Pharmacy and the Imperial Hospital, two places that really concern the eunuchs' lives. The old eunuchs who need medicine or medical treatment dare not offend Jia Rong.

The old eunuch said politely, "The Emperor, in consideration of Lord Jia's contributions, has allowed Jia Rong and Jia Yuanchun's sons to inherit the imperially built Rongguo Mansion. Jia Yuanchun's father, brothers and others can stay there temporarily. I hope they will not let the Emperor down again! If they make more contributions in the future, I will consider it as appropriate... Just understand."

The old lady finally breathed a sigh of relief, and knelt down with everyone else to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The eunuch quickly took the money and left.

Fortunately he ran fast, otherwise Jia Rong would have asked him to put the money down again if he knew about it.

(End of this chapter)