Dong Lingjiu was nursed for several days, during which time the princess came to visit and served by the bed. Zheng Yuheng also tried her best and never mentioned the matter of entering the officialdom again.
　　She soon recovered and calmed down.
　　Aunt Ruixue cut a few red plum branches, put them in a bottle, and placed them on the desk, with a faint fragrance. Dong Lingjiu saw it when she was reading the memorial, and looked at it for a few more times, and suddenly said to her: "Where did Yuheng put the article he wrote in the spring examination that year? Do you remember?"
　　Ruixue said: "I remember. I'll go get it now."
　　Sometimes there are a lot of official documents and files left in the Cining Palace, and the female historian who served the book copied a copy and put them in book boxes and bookcases according to categories. Many idle rooms are filled with various books. Li Ruixue and Du Yuewan will check and clean them regularly, drag out some important boxes, and order people to dry the books. The two of them were like Dong Lingjiu's personal housekeepers, managing the entire Cining Palace in an
　　orderly manner. Speaking of management talents, Dong Lingjiu often considered himself to be weak in these trivial business matters, and brought the two as his right-hand men.
　　Li Ruixue not only re-presented Zheng Yuheng's old articles, but also presented the information she had investigated, the poems and articles he wrote when he was in the academy, and even asked the academy's teacher about this person's background.
　　Zheng Yuheng had just returned to the Imperial Hospital to prepare medicine, and no one in the remaining palace dared to discipline the cat prince. Aiai, who had been lying quietly and obediently on the side, saw the opportunity, stood up and shook the fur all over her body. The thick snow velvet trembled, showing off her softness and cuteness. She walked with a proud step and raised her head to Dong Lingjiu's legs: "Meow——"
　　When Ruixue went to get the book, Aiai raised her upper body and pounced on her legs, and her dense fur stuck to the dark gold embroidery thread.
　　Dong Lingjiu was still reading the manuscript. When she heard the cry, she didn't move her eyes away, but stretched out a hand to touch its head, then picked up Aiai and put it in her arms.
　　Aiai is a Linqing lion cat with mandarin duck eyes. Her whole body is snow-white without a trace of other colors. She is plump and plump. In winter, she is like a warm little heater, which is much more useful than any hand warmer. She lay in Dong Lingjiu's arms and pressed her chin on her hand.
　　She didn't care. After putting down the manuscript, she reread the old article that she had reviewed. This comparison shows that Zheng Yuheng was immature and used some sharp words. In the past few years, especially the year he stayed in the Cining Palace to serve as a calligrapher, his words became more and more rounded and restrained, and it was not easy to see his aggressiveness.
　　Dong Lingjiu put down the article and flipped through the poems and books he had written in the past. While reading, he said, "He has also practiced Weibei? Can this temperament practice Weibei?"
　　Ruixue said in a gentle voice, "The Empress's Zhang Menglong Stele is a unique one in the palace, and the late emperor often praised it."
　　Zhang Menglong Stele is Weibei, elegant and solemn, with a refined and elegant style. The women who can read and read in the palace are mostly good at calligraphy from Madam Wei's hairpin flower small regular script, and there are very few people who practice Weibei.
　　Dong Lingjiu's Weibei was taught by her father. People say that the handwriting reflects the person, not referring to appearance, good or evil, but to the handwriting that can reflect a person's character, so she felt that Zheng Yuheng's temperament might not be able to practice Weibei.
　　She flipped through a few pages, and sure enough, she saw his fluent and freehand cursive script again, which was much more pleasing to the eye.
　　After reading all of this, Dong Lingjiu pointed to the memorials on the table and said, "Send it to the emperor, and also give him the secret report from General Geng that he had sent over 600 miles in an emergency, so that the emperor can see how much these people deserve to be killed."
　　Ruixue nodded her head and said yes, picked up the memorials on the table, and turned around and said, "Madam, you were sick a few days ago, and Madam Wei came to ask about you several times, but you always blocked her."
　　Dong Lingjiu glanced at her and said, "You also want to ask about the safety of Minister Wei?"
　　Ruixue suddenly brought up this matter of course at this time, and there must be some other intentions. Dong Lingjiu understood instantly, knowing that Madam Zhang had a keen sense of smell and her husband was far away from the capital, so she couldn't help but worry and test him often.
　　She had played cards with the imperial concubines in the Cining Palace, and she probably felt that Dong Lingjiu's temperament was not as terrible and intimidating as the rumors said. That's why she dared to secretly want to know her husband's movements during the greetings.
　　Ruixue: "Madam Zhang is about to give birth, and she is moving around so frequently..."
　　Dong Lingjiu knew her worries. She lowered her hand and stroked the cat's ears that stood up, and said, "According to the secret report from last night, although Wei Shuman was seriously injured, he has woken up because Geng Zhe treated him in time. But I don't know how long he will have to recover from his injuries."
　　She pointed to the letter in the other's arms and said, "The group of pirates wiped out by Geng Zhe were not bandits who robbed ships on the river at all. They were private soldiers raised by someone. They wanted to imitate the old things and create a "river disaster". They would never come back and would die without any evidence."
　　Li Ruixue sighed deeply and said, "It was rare for them to be so rampant."
　　"Meng Zhen will not have a long life. Now the one sitting on the dragon throne is the new emperor." Taking into account the speed of news transmission, Dong Lingjiu estimated that Meng Cheng had been on the throne for a year. Fuzhou and places further south of Fuzhou thought that the central government was still busy with the affairs of the enthronement and had no time to spare. Unexpectedly, the little emperor not only ruled the country himself, but also had time to spare.
　　"If Madam Zhang comes again, you can reveal some things to her and comfort her. Don't worry too much when she is pregnant."
　　"Yes." She replied.
　　After Li Ruixue left, she sent Neiren Zhao to serve. This person's name is Zhao Qing. She was previously a maid in charge of cooking and serving wine. Because she is observant, tight-lipped, bold and careful, she was promoted by Ruixue to be a first-class maid. After
　　Zhao Qing served tea, she lowered her head and stood by the side. When Dong Lingjiu looked a little sleepy, she stepped forward to massage her shoulders.
　　Dong Lingjiu closed her eyes and relaxed her eyes. She heard familiar footsteps and a trembling sound when the bead curtain was separated. She knew it was Zheng Yuheng without looking.
　　Doctor Zheng first handed the prescribed medicine to the female doctor, stayed in the medicine room for a while, cleaned up, and then entered the main hall.
　　How could he not dress himself up to be a chauvinist? Even though he was only nineteen, he would not always be nineteen. Even though he looked a bit like Emperor Mingde, if there was a younger and better-looking young man who looked more like him, the Empress might think he was more handsome. Dong Lingjiu only needed to give a slight hint, and it was hard to say whether there would be people flocking to him and eager to offer themselves to him. Since
　　Zheng Yuheng knew his own heart and could see his identity and situation clearly, he was of course very sober. He would not be so complacent as to think that the Empress had to have him, but he wanted the Empress to gradually feel that he was the best one.
　　Doctor Zheng had just prepared himself mentally and came back with hope. He saw the snow-white plush ball in the Empress's arms.
　　Aiai was lying in her arms, her tail swaying, so relaxed and comfortable, it was simply abominable.
　　Zheng Yuheng paused, said nothing, and walked to the side of Dong Lingjiu and took over the work in Zhao Qing's hands.
　　His hand was a little heavy, but it was very comfortable. Dong Lingjiu guessed that he was also a man who had subdued a wild horse, and he should have a foundation in riding and shooting, otherwise his body would not be so satisfactory.
　　As Zheng Yuheng approached, the cat in her arms suddenly woke up, looked alert as if it had met its natural enemy, then gently bit her wrist and licked it flatteringly.
　　Dong Lingjiu scratched the white cat's chin, opened his eyes and asked him: "How is the Imperial Hospital now?"
　　Zheng Yuheng said: "The director treats me very well, and my colleagues... although we have never been close, they are all very friendly on the surface."
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded and said what he wanted to say: "Although you were dismissed by the previous emperor, you have the talent to be a Jinshi after all. If nothing unexpected happens, you will probably be among the top three. Your classmate Xing Wenchang is now a censor. Others have served as scholars in the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Dali Temple for several years before they were given practical work." Zheng
　　Yuheng continued to massage her shoulders. On matters like this, it was not appropriate for him to interfere with the decision of the Empress Dowager.
　　Dong Lingjiu pondered for a while and said, "You should go to the Ministry of Revenue."
　　Zheng Yuheng said, "I will follow your instructions."
　　"I remember that the Ministry of Revenue said that the Ministry of Granaries was short of staff." Dong Lingjiu looked at him, "The national storage, granaries, and salary grain account books, measurements, and all arrangements... are all in the Ministry of Revenue's Granaries, but there are experienced doctors and assistants in charge there. You can go to the Ministry of Revenue to help them copy books and do some calculations, and visit a warehouse from time to time."
　　Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment: "Visit the warehouse?"
　　Dong Lingjiu coughed lightly, "It's the national treasury. The important place of the national treasury."
　　Zheng Yuheng paused and tentatively said, "Important warehouse?"
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded with a smile.
　　He did not forget to continue to massage her shoulders, but his expression was still very confused, as if he didn't know where to use the Four Books and Five Classics and the study of state affairs that he had learned.
　　"Also," Dong Lingjiu said, "You can't go as the imperial physician Zheng Yuheng. I'll give you a name, Junzhi. You won't be ordered by the Cining Palace, but will follow Xu Xiang's connections. Do you understand?"
　　Zheng Yuheng nodded. Because of the disaster in the spring exam, not many children from noble families have seen him in the past few years since he became a doctor. Moreover, at the wedding banquet of the crown prince Meng Shen, he only saw retired Confucian scholars and important officials who often came to the Cining Palace. In the lower-level places of the Ministry of Revenue, no one knew him.
　　Dong Lingjiu observed his expression and saw that although he was a little puzzled, he was not arrogant. Instead, she felt relieved and said softly, "I have a lot of people in the court, but except for a few people, the rest are not very young. The country will change, and sooner or later, young people will have to speak. If you really want to share the worries, do this first, don't be too ambitious."
　　Zheng Yuheng said, "Xu Bingbi's connections? Won't the chief of the Ministry of Cang be concerned about his face and treat him specially?"
　　"No." Dong Lingjiu knew that the contradiction between the civil service group and the eunuchs was difficult to reconcile. "They will only scorn you for taking the eunuch's connections, and give you more difficult tasks to help me train you well."
　　Zheng Yuheng paused for a moment, and had already guessed about his "worrying" future.
　　But at this point, he could understand Dong Lingjiu's intentions. It was because he regarded him as a good talent that he made such a move. Many times, the scholars who were selected from the imperial examinations were too high-minded, and they would always talk about "how the country is like this and that". This sentence covers countless wealth, gold and silver, and tens of millions of people. Most of them have the problem of talking about war on paper and being blinded by one leaf.
　　And those of his classmates had already become Shujishi as a learning. Dong Lingjiu just put him in a lower and more grassroots position, but such a position happened to be able to observe the basic operation of the entire Ministry of Revenue, and even directly find out a lot of practical data for her, without having to report through the Ministry of Revenue.
　　Maybe it would be more useful than a secret visit.
　　Dong Lingjiu meant this, but was afraid that he was young and couldn't figure it out. Just as he was about to explain and comfort him, Zheng Yuheng sighed: "You really love me."
　　Dong Lingjiu: "......?"
　　... This child figured it out too quickly.
　　Zheng Yuheng has never been afraid of hardship. Just like his running script, this person is actually very open-minded. The only thing that is not very open is one thing.
　　Doctor Zheng loosened his hand, turned to her, stretched his hand over the cat in her arms, and hugged the Queen Mother in front of the Cat Prince, holding the white cat, which was enjoying itself so much, between them.
　　Aiai fluttered between their fingers for a few times, chattered her teeth at Zheng Yuheng, and meowed at the hateful big cat who stole her master.
　　He carefully arranged the Queen Mother's clothes, picked up the fine hairs that fell on the embroidery, and said seriously: "I like you very much too." Just
　　as Dong Lingjiu was about to speak, he took the lead and said: "We must be in love with each other. In order to live up to this feeling, I must find out the bottom line of the Ministry of Revenue, get hold of the handle of each of them, and then force them to bless me and the Queen Mother."
　　The Queen Mother: "... When did you learn this habit of speaking insolently? You have to change it."
　　She reflected on herself and thought, I don't spoil him too much?