Who put the yellow robe on me?

Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou arrived at the Imperial Hospital at noon.

The Imperial Medical Bureau was filled with the aroma of medicine, and the imperial physician Zhang Qinghe was taking the pulse of Cheng Jingde, the right vice minister of the Ministry of Rites.

"Doctor Zhang! Doctor Zhang!" After Jiang Sirou arrived at the Imperial Medical Bureau, she called out to Doctor Zhang as she walked.

When Doctor Zhang saw that it was the Thirteenth Princess who came, he turned to Cheng Jingde and said, "Minister Cheng, it's the Thirteenth Princess. Look..."

Cheng Jingde smiled faintly: "Doctor Zhang, please do as you please! It's not a problem!"

Doctor Zhang nodded apologetically to Cheng Jingde, then went out to meet Jiang Sirou.

"Meet Princess Jingyi!"

"Stop being polite! Stop being polite!"

"Princess, why did you come to the Imperial Hospital in person? If you need anything, just summon me."

"Saving people is the most important thing. It's too late! Doctor Zhang, do you have any Sichuan papaya?"

"Chuan Mugua? Princess, could it be that someone has contracted the plague?"

"Oh, that's the Sichuan papaya! Doctor Zhang, I don't have time to explain the details right now, so go get it quickly, the more the better!"

"Okay, Princess, please follow me."

Zhang Qinghe and Jiang Sirou arrived at the medicine room of the Imperial Hospital one after another.

The medicine room is a spacious and enclosed room, with specimens of various medicinal herbs hanging on the walls.

There are several rows of tall wooden shelves in the middle of the room, on which are neatly arranged wooden boxes and porcelain bottles of medicinal materials, with the name and use of each medicinal material marked on them.

Zhang Qinghe walked to a row of wooden shelves with ease, rummaged around for a while, and took out a small box.

He took out a small bag of Sichuan papaya from the small box and put the small box on the table.

Zhang Qinghe walked up to Jiang Sirou and handed her the package of Sichuan papaya. "Your Highness, here is a small package of Sichuan papaya, enough to treat the plague for three people."

Jiang Sirou took the small package of Sichuan papaya, looked at it carefully, and frowned slightly.

She knew that the plague was highly contagious, and if it really spread, this amount would probably not be enough to treat the patients who would be infected.

Just as she was hesitating, her eyes caught sight of the small wooden box on the wooden table.

There were still quite a few Sichuan papayas in the wooden box, and the quantity was obviously much more than what she had in her hand.

She passed Zhang Qinghe, picked up the small wooden box on the table, turned around and ran, saying as she ran: "I'll use it first, and I'll come back to you for more if it's not enough."

"Princess, those are enough for at least twenty people."

"Doctor Zhang, I thank you on behalf of the people outside the city!"

After saying that, Jiang Sirou ran out of the Imperial Hospital in a flash.

After sending the Thirteenth Princess away, Zhang Qinghe came into the room and continued to take the pulse of the Right Vice Minister of Rites.

"What did the Thirteenth Princess hurriedly take away just now?" Cheng Jingde chatted with Zhang Qinghe seemingly unintentionally.

"Hey, I don't know who got the plague, but the princess ran out of the city with the Sichuan papaya." Zhang Qinghe shook his head with a wry smile.

"Oh? Plague?" Cheng Jingde rolled his eyes and continued, "Why did you come to the Imperial Hospital to get herbs? Aren't there any pharmacies in the capital?"

"Minister Cheng, you may not know that last year, the capital city suffered from a plague that lasted for half a year. All the Sichuan papayas in the pharmacies in the capital and surrounding areas were sold out."

Zhang Qinghe picked up the pen and wrote a prescription for Minister Cheng as he spoke.

"The Imperial Hospital bought these Suchuan papayas at a high price in Nanchu last month."

Soon, Zhang Qinghe wrote a prescription for Cheng Jingde.

"Alright, Minister Cheng! I'll get you some medicine now, take it twice a day. From now on, you must abstain from women."

"Doctor Zhang, can you give me some medicine so I can continue to be interested in women?"

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

……

The atmosphere in the Ningbo Palace was tense and depressing. Concubine De had a gloomy face and anger flashed in her eyes as she stared at the sixteenth prince Jiang Chen in front of her.

She slammed her hand on the table, causing the teacup on the table to shake slightly.

The palace maids and eunuchs stood in the distance, silent as a mouse, not daring to make a sound.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

After hearing this, the palace maids and eunuchs felt as if they had been pardoned and hurriedly left the Ningbo Palace.

"Jiang Chen, are you crazy?" Defei said angrily, "Do you know that Sichuan papayas are so expensive? It's such a waste to use so many Sichuan papayas to save those refugees!"

Jiang Chen knelt on the ground with a calm expression: "Mother, those refugees are also lives. We can't ignore their lives just because the herbs are expensive."

When Jiang Chen saw these refugees, he thought of himself before he was captured.

We must save them! We must save them!

"Life? How can the lives of a few ordinary people be compared to these expensive Sichuan papayas? Do you know how much silver we have to spend for these herbs?"

"It's ok for them to just give out rice porridge, but these medicinal herbs are priceless!"

Then, Concubine De stared at Jiang Chen and said word by word: "You'd better remember your identity!"

Jiang Chen's heart trembled, and he was furious, but he remained calm on the surface. "If the plague spreads widely and causes the capital to be ravaged by the plague, the people inside and outside the capital will be in chaos, and it will be difficult to explain to the emperor. We are just storing it first and will use it as a last resort to save lives."

"Moreover," Jiang Chen paused, looked at Concubine De and said, "Prime Minister He is very likely to know the details of this matter."

"He Wendao?" Concubine De was surprised. "How did he know the details of this incident?"

"Because recently Princess Thirteen has often dragged He Xiaowei to help with disaster relief..." Jiang Chen stopped talking halfway.

But Concubine De could obviously guess that He Xiaowei would tell Grandpa the ins and outs of the disaster relief.

Concubine De's eyes were cold. "Then tell me, if we use the strength of the Yang family in Bozhou to obtain Sichuan papaya and help the refugees overcome their difficulties, what are the chances of winning He Wendao over?"

"I don't know what the chances are of winning it."

"You..." Concubine De was furious again and felt that she was being made fun of.

"But, mother, if we don't do this, based on Prime Minister He's style, we may not even have a chance to win over Prime Minister He."

In fact, Concubine De also knew in her heart that Prime Minister He was the head of the civil officials and only considered Daliang and never favored any prince.

However, when Emperor Liang was still the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, it was precisely because of Prime Minister He's behind-the-scenes support and strategic planning that allowed Emperor Liang to ascend the throne step by step.

She knew that it was not that Prime Minister He was not partial to the prince, but that there was no prince worthy enough for him to favor.

This is also the reason why Emperor Liang has always trusted Prime Minister He for so many years.

"Stand up and talk!" Defei's anger gradually dissipated.

If the fight for the throne is successful, the mother will be honored by her son.

This is what Concubine De dreams about. Even if there is a slight chance, she doesn't want to give up.

"Chen'er, it's not that I don't want to save these refugees, but I feel the cost is too high. Do you understand?"

Jiang Chen slowly stood up and said to Concubine De in a calm and unhurried manner, "Mother, I understand."

"However, compared to my father's trust and Prime Minister He's support, what does this money mean?"

Just a pie in the sky! Jiang Chen has never lost...