The cold female voice was a bit bookish, making Wen Ranran raise her head curiously.
A woman in blue clothes stood in front of the counter, her clothes were fluttering and her face was gentle.
The woman's almond-shaped eyes are calm and calm, and she has a ladylike demeanor. She speaks and acts very politely.
As if feeling Wen Ranran's eyes, the woman looked over with gleaming eyes.
The two suddenly looked at each other, and the woman smiled and took the lead in saying hello to Wen Ranran.
"Princess Princess!"
Wen Ranran was stunned, "Do you recognize me?"
The woman in blue smiled, showing a somewhat gentle look.
"It has been widely spread that the princess entered the court as a woman! We ordinary people should admire her."
His humble words did not mean to please, but rather showed a hint of appreciation.
Wen Ranran looked at the woman, "You are"
"My little daughter Yuan Surong, my father, the Imperial Academy, offers wine to Yuan Qinghuai."
Wen Ranran was slightly stunned, but she remembered such a number one person.
The Imperial College Jijiu, to put it bluntly, is the dean of the Royal Academy. He has always been responsible for the teaching of the princes and the younger generation of children from aristocratic families.
I have never had any real power, but it is the career I worry about the most.
Not to mention anything else, there are generally two types of people who can get into the Imperial College, either young masters from aristocratic families or dandy boys.
This group of people has always been extremely difficult to manage, and fighting and gambling are commonplace.
Yuan Qinghuai was famous in the court not for anything else, but for his management skills.
According to rumors among the princes in the capital, when Yuan Qinghuai first took office, he faced the Imperial College which was in chaos.
However, Yuan Qinghuai did not panic and reported directly to His Majesty to take action to rectify the situation.
Within half a year, the atmosphere in the Imperial College had changed. Even the most dandy young master from an aristocratic family could entertain cats and dogs outside, but once he entered the Imperial College, he had to study the books of saints with his tail between his legs.
It is said that someone once took the lead in gambling, but Yuan Qinghuai did not punish them at all. He just asked people to lock the young men in the house and gamble day and night.
The kind that doesn't eat, drink, poop or defecate.
It is said that after that, some people actually felt like vomiting when they saw money gambling.
Such shocking behavior made Yuan Qinghuai famous among the nobles, and everyone who saw it was frightened.
And the gentle and graceful girl in front of her is actually Yuan Qinghuai's daughter.
Wen Ranran swallowed her saliva and looked at Yuan Surong in awe.
"I have long admired the name Yuan Jijiu! When I saw Miss Yuan today, I immediately felt cordial."
Wen Ranran smiled slightly and looked at Yuan Surong with particularly kind eyes.
"Miss Yuan! The prescription you brought this time contains a century-old ginseng. The weather has been cold recently and medicinal materials are in short supply, even in small shops!"
The boy came over quickly and looked at Yuan Surong with a somewhat troubled expression.
Yuan Zirong was slightly stunned, and her face turned obviously pale.
"I would also like to ask my brother to help me find out which other medical clinic in the city has this medicine. I am willing to pay any amount of money!"
The boy also spread his hands helplessly, "I'm not telling you, even if you ask all the medical clinics in the city, you probably won't find this century-old ginseng."
Yuan Zurong took a deep breath, and some tears appeared in her eyes, which were quickly suppressed.
Seeing this, Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is there someone in Miss Yuan's family who is seriously ill and needs century-old ginseng?"
Yuan Zurong nodded with red eyes.
"My mother has suffered from heart disease for many years. She suddenly became seriously ill this year. Doctor Du prescribed acupuncture, but this medicine..."
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows and quickly reacted.
The Imperial College offers wine from the third rank, but this position sounds nice, but in fact it has no real power at all.
Heart disease requires long-term medication, which means relying on precious medicinal materials to survive.
Wen Ranran touched her chin, with a treacherous look in her eyes.
"This is easy to handle! Come with me!"
Yuan Surong looked confused, but Wen Ranran had already taken her hand.
Prince Yu's Mansion is now considered very wealthy, and naturally there is never a shortage of medicinal materials in the pharmacy.
Wen Ranran brought Yuan Surong in, took two century-old ginseng sticks directly from the pharmacy and handed them to him.
Yuan Zurong was frightened, her eyes widened, and she looked at Wen Ranran helplessly.
"Why is this so embarrassing, Princess?"
Wen Ranran waved her hand, "Just take it, there's so much nonsense!"