Chapter 971: Chapter 219: Yellow Weasel Bringing a Chicken for New Year’s Greetings (Part 3)
"Seeking Lord Jingnan?"
"The military physicians in the Jingnan army are quite skilled."
In truth, Seventh Uncle also understands that the Princess’s illness is no ordinary one. Da Hu and Er Hu, the two apprentices of Drunk Immortal Weng, couldn’t resolve it, so they could only seek out more competent Qi cultivators.
Seventh Uncle knows that Lord Jingnan Tian Wujing is publicly recognized as a Third Rank martial cultivator, but Lord Jingnan also practices outside techniques.
Given the favor owed to the Earl of North Border, there’s no way Lord Jingnan would refuse to attend to the Princess’s problem.
As for avoiding the matter with the military physician, it’s because the Princess is ultimately unmarried, and there’s already a lot of gossip regarding her engagement to the Crown Prince. If word spread that she was suffering from a strange illness or a mental disorder, the impact on her reputation would be too severe.
Seventh Uncle, having watched the Princess grow up, naturally stands from the perspective of an elder to plan on her behalf.
"However, my Lord, you know that when we traveled from west to east, it was fine, and sticking to the Skybreak Mountain range only meant worrying about wild beasts. But if we head south, that area is unstable."
Zheng Fan slapped his thigh,
and said:
"Seventh Uncle, what are you saying? The Princess bestowed kindness upon Zheng, and now I am ashamed that my Snow Sea outpost is newly established and lacks renowned physicians to treat the Princess.
Since the city of Fengxin has skilled military physicians, why hesitate? Zheng will personally lead a cavalry to escort the Princess to Fengxin City."
"This... this is inappropriate! How can we trouble you personally, Lord?"
"Oh, no worries, no worries. Besides, the Chu people have been causing disturbances lately. I can just go to Fengxin City and hear the Lord’s orders. Such matters are common in the North Border army, no need to overthink, it’s really on my way."
The situation is peculiar,
it’s only natural for a general to go to the Lord for instructions, especially if war breaks out; abandoning one’s post shouldn’t be done.
Seventh Uncle nodded and said:
"Thank you very much, Lord Pingye."
"No need for thanks, no need at all. Time is of the essence; the Princess should not be delayed here. Please, Seventh Uncle, prepare quickly. I still need to settle some affairs, and we’ll depart after noon."
"Good, good!"
...
"Hey, I say, why are you so down-to-earth?"
Upon opening the Sword Saint’s house door, I found the Sword Saint sitting in the yard, using a torch to singe the hair from a pig’s head.
"How can you eat without scorching off the hair?" the Sword Saint replied grumpily, "Are you here to collect money for the pig’s head?"
"Nonsense! How could I let you profit that much for free?"
"Heh, your heart is quite black then."
"I’ll put it on your tab for now, settle it later."
Since the Sword Saint is fond of such banter, Lord Zheng wouldn’t act all magnanimous here; after all, a pig’s head means nothing to him.
But what is this?
This is called having fun.
If it amuses the Sword Saint, Lord Zheng doesn’t mind participating a bit himself.
"Where’s your wife?" Zheng Fan asked.
"Gone to work."
"Did Tiger Boy go to school?"
"Mm."
"What about the old grandmother?"
"Gone to sweep the streets."
The Sword Saint sighed, looked at Zheng Fan, and said:
"If you hadn’t figured out the household situation beforehand, how could you boldly enter without hesitation?"
"Naturally, got to greet everyone, give the appearance of respect, right?"
"Heh, the girl arrived in the city late at night last night, and you provided quite decent hospitality."
"You noticed?"
"I sensed something."
"There’s trouble inside; sigh, this girl, not to be trifled with, truly dared to kill."
"After all, she is a Princess."
"Now she’s lying in bed, can’t wake up; I have to lead a squad to Fengxin City later."
"Going to Fengxin City to find Tian Wujing?"
"Yes."
"Tian Wujing can solve it; he defeated me once using that technique."
Years ago, in the forest outside the Jin State capital city,
Lord Jingnan initially used martial strength to wear down the Sword Saint’s sword energy, then applied outside techniques to form a restriction, ultimately defeating the Sword Saint.
The Sword Saint tapped the pig’s head,
and added:
"But what are you doing, Lord Zheng? You struggled hard last night to muddle the girl, and now you’re going to undo it? Isn’t that pointless?"
"Heh, of course it’s pointless. If I don’t go, and the Lord handles it directly, wouldn’t that be a huge loss? To my mind, keep her unconscious for at least a year or half."
If Lord Jingnan fails to resolve it, then Seventh Uncle would have to bring the Princess back. The original several Taoist Ancestral Courts in Jin land have long been wiped out in military disasters, and Tianhu Mountain was burned completely.
Seventh Uncle wouldn’t dare allow traveling Taoist priests or high monks to treat the Princess either, so it might be necessary to bring her back to Yanjing to find suitable people for resolution.
The Princess being unconscious means she couldn’t ride fast horses and must travel by carriage, greatly prolonging the time on the road. Once in Yanjing, finding someone would also take time.
According to the blind man’s words, the longer the coma lasts, even if resolved, there’s a high likelihood the mind won’t work well later.
"Tian Wujing truly indulges you." The Sword Saint thought, and said, "He certainly would."
After all, Lord Jingnan’s son is still being raised by Zheng Fan, and after all, it’s but a Princess; he, Tian Wujing, has wiped out entire families for Great Yan, what’s the loss of one daughter to Li Liangting? Moreover, it’s not intentional harm, just not lending a hand.
The Chu people are eyeing trouble; Tian Wujing preserves his strength to keep his state stable and ready to confront issues, not losing cultivation over a minor girl, all logically correct.
The Sword Saint flipped the pig’s head,
and while continuing to roast, he shook his head and said:
"Common folk believe Lord Jingnan to be a heartless demon, yet emperors and nobles understand Lord Jingnan is willing to do anything for Great Yan."
"Hm? What exactly do you mean?"
The Sword Saint tossed the torch onto the ground, letting it roll and extinguish,
said:
"So, logically, Tian Wujing should have no hesitation in outright killing you."
"..." Zheng Fan.
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Um,
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Finally,
there will be another Chapter tonight, probably around one in the morning.
