Chapter 51: Finally breathed a sigh of relief

At night, in the guest room of General Lu's mansion, Guo Shi was anxiously coaxing the child in her arms. Zhu Geer was crying until his little face was red. She looked towards the door from time to time, "Hasn't Bai Zhi brought the house physician over yet?"

"Coming, coming!" Following that was Bai Zhi's response. She hurried over with the house physician, Liu Zhongyi, to check on Zhu Geer.

Before Liu Zhongyi could put down his medicine box, he was pulled over by Guo Shi, "Liu Dafu, feel him. Did this child catch a cold during the day?"

Liu Zhongyi felt the child's neck and then the child's forehead, shaking his head, "The child has not caught a cold."

"Then what is going on, what should we do? Zhu Geer has been crying for more than two hours," Bai Zhi said anxiously, "Liu Dafu, please check again to see if it's some other ailment?"

"Could it be that he was frightened? We went to the Pei Mansion during the day, and none of the people from the Su family, the main wife's side, are good things. Was Zhu Geer frightened by their family?" Guo Shi recalled and suggested, "Should you call his soul back for him?"

"I don't know the method for calling back souls," Liu Zhongyi shook his head.

"How come you don't know this or that, you're really useless!" Guo Shi was an impatient person, and she couldn't help but scold, "You're not even as useful as that blind old woman at the entrance of my village; at least she knows how to call back a child's soul!"

"Could it be that Zhu Geer misses his concubine mother?" Bai Zhi speculated, "He has never been away from his mother since he was born."

"How about we wrap him in the concubine mother's clothes to make a swaddle?" After Bai Zhi finished speaking, she quickly rummaged for one of Lin Jiaojiao's close-fitting clothes.

She carefully wrapped Zhu Geer in the clothes. Tie Zhu's crying softened a bit, and Bai Zhi and Guo Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But even so, Zhu Geer still cried incessantly.

By the time the child finally cried himself to sleep, it was already midnight.

Guo Shi was exhausted, feeling that she didn't even have the strength to pick up a thread.

She couldn't help but complain to Zhu Geer in Bai Zhi's arms, "This child is really troublesome!"

Bai Zhi and the house physician breathed a sigh of relief and went back to rest.

They thought the child would be better the next day, but who would have thought that after Zhu Geer woke up, besides drinking milk, he was still crying!

Guo Shi and Bai Zhi were both dumbfounded by the crying: this child could cry so much!

The entire General Lu's mansion was annoyed by the child's crying, especially Jiang Mianmian, who wished she could drive Guo Shi and the child out together!

She covered her ears, pacing back and forth in the Anshou Hall, annoyed, and vented her resentment on Lu Zhenting, "Why not throw such a noisy child outside instead of bringing him to the General's Mansion to raise?"

"Mianmian, you were also a toddler once, and you also cried in your mother's arms. If everyone disliked your crying and threw you outside, could you still have grown into an adult?" Lu Mu did not want others to treat a child like this, especially a toddler who had just passed the full month and whose mother was not by his side.

"But... but he cries too much!" Jiang Mianmian was very impatient, and facing Lu Mu's rhetorical question, her voice softened.

"Since you don't want to hear the child crying, then go out for a stroll outside the mansion," Lu Mu waved her hand and dismissed her.

Jiang Mianmian was furious, but she couldn't vent in front of Lu Mu, so she finally performed a perfunctory bow and turned to leave the Anshou Hall.

"Sigh, I'm afraid the child is uncomfortable somewhere. If it's not physical discomfort, then it's psychological discomfort."

Lu Zhenting had just come from the morning court to accompany his mother, but when he entered the Anshou Hall, he heard the child's crying and Jiang Mianmian's complaints.

After all, Jiang Mianmian was the daughter entrusted to him by his deputy general on his deathbed, and he usually just kept her in the General Lu's mansion.

He had originally treated her as a little sister who hadn't grown up, but today, seeing her so impatient with the child, his impression of Jiang Mianmian plummeted.

He had originally come to accompany his mother for lunch, but now hearing the child crying so miserably, he couldn't eat, "Mother, I'll go over and check the situation."

When Lu Zhenting arrived at the guest room, Zhu Geer was still crying, his little face red from crying.

He took the child from Guo Shi, but when Zhu Geer's little hand touched the cold silver armor on his body, he actually stopped crying.

Liu Zhongyi, who had been standing by helplessly, saw Lu Zhenting soothe the child and hurriedly wrote down in his records: "Silver armor can stop a child's crying."

After much difficulty, Zhu Geer finally fell asleep. When Lu Zhenting wanted to put him on the bed, Zhu Geer felt the adult was no longer holding him and immediately opened his mouth to cry again.

Finally, after a long time of tossing and turning, the child fell asleep soundly, and Lu Zhenting nervously handed the child back into Guo Shi's arms.

Fortunately, the child didn't wake up this time, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief: this child is really too hard to take care of!

When he walked out of the room on tiptoe like a thief, he ran into Bai Zhi, who had come to take over from Guo Shi to watch the child.

"Zhu Geer misses his mother," Bai Zhi whispered, "When my younger brother cried like this when I was little, my mother would soothe him and he would be fine, but no one else could."

Seeing Lu Zhenting listening carefully and humbly asking how to take care of a child, Bai Zhi added, "Concubine Lin left with the Dali Temple people without even telling Zhu Geer. This baby looks small, but his little brain is very sharp, he understands everything."

Lu Zhenting nodded thoughtfully. Looking at Bai Zhi, who was about the same build as Lin Jiaojiao, he suddenly had an idea.

"Miss Bai Zhi, would you be willing to go to the Dali Temple to replace Miss Lin for half a day? I will take her back to the mansion to soothe the child, and then send her back to the Dali Temple to swap you back."

"I am willing," Bai Zhi nodded repeatedly. On one hand, she felt she still owed a debt of gratitude to Lin Jiaojiao and Lu Zhenting.

On the other hand, she was indeed troubled by Zhu Geer's crying day and night. If she could go into the Dali Temple and swap Lin Jiaojiao out for half a day, and it could make the child stop crying, that would be for the best!

So Bai Zhi went into the room to disguise herself and put on Lin Jiaojiao's dress.

Just in case, she also wore a veil hat. From the back, she looked almost exactly like Lin Jiaojiao.

Lu Zhenting took Bai Zhi, carrying a box of food prepared by the General's Mansion, and set off for the Dali Temple.

Looking up and seeing Lu Zhenting, he hurriedly greeted, "Why is General Lu here!"

"I'm here to deliver food to the divine doctor." Seeing Lu Zhenting speak very seriously, the jailer had no doubts.

It was just that the jailer was a bit curious about Bai Zhi, and Lu Zhenting pointed at Bai Zhi and said, "This is my cook. She is not feeling well, so she begged me to find someone to check her illness."

"Oh, I understand," the jailer understood and let them pass, "General Lu, the visit cannot exceed a quarter of an hour, please keep track of the time."

Entering the prison, a damp, moldy smell hit their noses. Lu Zhenting frowned: this place really couldn't let Lin Jiaojiao stay any longer!

The two walked one after another to the cell. Under Lu Zhenting's order, the prison guard opened the cell and let them both in.

"General Lu? Why are you here?!" Lin Jiaojiao's eyes lit up under the flickering candlelight as soon as she saw Lu Zhenting.

"I'm here to deliver food to you, cough cough," Lu Zhenting pointed to Bai Zhi beside him, "My cook is not feeling well, so I asked someone to check her illness. You have excellent medical skills, take a look at her."

Seeing that the prison guard still wanted to watch, Lu Zhenting went over and patted his shoulder, "Let's walk away a bit. We men might dirty our ears if we listen to women's gynecological illnesses."

The prison guard hesitated, but was forcibly pushed away by Lu Zhenting, "You come here, I have something to ask you. Regarding the death of that witness, when does your Minister Xu plan to open the coffin for an autopsy?"

"This..." the prison guard's expression was hesitant. Lu Zhenting added, "Your Minister Song is very concerned about this case. He hasn't recovered yet and can't return to the Dali Temple to work, so he asked me to help him ask for the result."

"Oh," once the prison guard heard it was Minister Song asking, he answered truthfully, "Minister Xu said the autopsy will be in about two days."

"The autopsy is in two days? Wouldn't the corpse be rotten by then?" Lu Zhenting had come from the battlefield and knew that corpses would rot and change every day. The longer it was delayed, the more suspicious the autopsy time would be. ===== CHAPTER 52 =====