Ch59.2 - I want to find Lu Dazhuang

The next day.

After the young master woke up and washed up, he began reading in the study.

As his bookboy, Jian Mei sat in the corner, scribbling in his notebook with a quill pen. The young master, feeling a bit tired from reading, looked up and saw his little bookboy sitting under the window, bathed in warm sunlight. He had his head lowered, not even realizing what he was writing.

The young master put his book down and called out, “Mei.”

Jian Mei looked up. “Hmm?”

The young master waved his hand, “Come here.”

The obedient boy came over, like a pet following its owner, and asked, “Is something wrong? o Do you want some water, young master?”

“No.” The young master reached out, “What are you writing? Let me see.”

Jian Mei handed him his notebook. “I’m reviewing.”

In the notebook was a human body diagram, marked with dots of all sizes. Jian Mei had labeled each one with the names of different acupuncture points. Of course, the young master had never seen anything like this before and was surprised. “What are these?”

Jian Mei pointed to himself and explained, “These are acupuncture points on the body, each with a different function.”

The young master thought the child was truly strange, so he treated it as a child’s play. He asked, “Why are you drawing these?

“I want to see if I can use acupuncture to help treat the young master’s leg.” Jian Mei leaned in and pointed to the diagram. “These few points here can really help with blood circulation and unblock the meridians. If we combine them with modern tech and Chinese herbs, it should work even better.”

The young master had been teasing him yesterday, thinking Jian Mei was joking, but to his surprise, the kid was completely serious.

He had already given up on his leg, but Jian Mei still cared so much about it, which felt strange. Perhaps it was just that Jian Mei had this strange aura—whenever he was around, it was like you were his whole world.

The young master asked, “Jian Mei, why are you putting in so much effort on my behalf? What’s your purpose?”

Jian Mei put his notebook down and replied, “I just want to help you treat your leg so you can stand again.”

“…I mean, what else?” said the young master. With a gentle smile, looked at him and added, “What do you want from all this?”

Jian Mei finally came to an understanding. When he looked at the young master, there was something new in his eyes. Just when the young master thought Jian Mei was about to say something serious, Jian Mei eagerly asked, “If things get better, can I have more of those ribs from yesterday?”

The young master replied, “…Sure.”

Jian Mei smiled widely and said, “That’s great.”

But the young master remained persistent. He said, “Is there anything else you might want? Money, status, or maybe even the chance to study? I can sponsor you.”

Jian Mei was taken aback for a moment.

The young master felt a deep satisfaction, relishing the feeling of having control. “Take your time to consider it; perhaps I can fulfill all your requests.”

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On Stan Star, the surname “Lu” was an imperial family name. This was a surname that only high-ranking nobles could have, granted to those who’ve made great contributions. There were very few of them, and they were all renowned figures. Currently, the royal family only had two princes: Crown Prince Lu Xingwang and Second Prince Lu Xinci.

Excluding these two individuals, only the high-ranking nobles remain. However, we should also consider the Lu family, known for their expertise in healing and medicine, with the eldest son Lu Yunzhuang and the second son Lu Yunshi. Since the character”zhuàng” was a homophonic of ”zhuāng”, so this possibility couldn’t be ruled out completely.

The young master asked Meimei, “Do you know what he does?”

Jian Mei shook his head. “No, we only talk online.”

The young master seemed a bit hesitant. He thought for a moment before saying, “I know a few people with the surname Lu, but if you want to meet them, you’ll have to go to the capital.”

Jian Mei asked, “Where do I need to go?”

The young master nodded. “The capital is the most prosperous place, full of powerful people and scholars. It’s where the imperial palace is, and maybe you’ll be able to find the person you’re looking for there.”

Jian Mei nodded. “I understand. Thank you, young master!”

At first, he wasn’t all that interested in going to the capital, but after hearing the young master’s words, Jian Mei felt as if he had finally found his purpose in life. The city was vast—there had to be places like police stations where he could search for someone. If he posted a missing person notice, he’d definitely be able to find Dazhuang-ge.

Brother Dazhuang promised to visit him on Earth, so if they met, wouldn’t that mean he could go back?

At least he could return home and see his mom and dad again!

The more Jian Mei thought about it, the more motivated he became. For now, the most important thing was figuring out how to heal the young master’s legs. As Xiao Ban had pointed out, earning his salary was the first step to reaching the imperial capital.

The next evening.

Today was the schedule of payday. Although Jian Mei had only worked for a short time, the young master paid him five gold coins and even promised to take him out in a few days. Remembering his plan with Xiao Ban to celebrate payday by going out for a meal, Jian Mei sought him out that evening to talk it over.

This time, Jian Mei didn’t give any notice when he came over. But when he arrived, he didn’t see Xiao Ban in the hall.

He asked the other children curiously. “Where’s Xiao Ban?”

Knowing that he was favored by the young master, the children politely answered, “Xiao Ban isn’t feeling well today and went to rest.”

Jian Mei was stunned and quickly ran back to the dorm.

When he opened the door, he saw Xiao Ban sitting at the desk, his clothes half off as he treated a wound on his waist. The wound looked infected, and there was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Jian Mei was shocked and rushed over. “What happened, Xiao Ban?”

Xiao Ban’s hand shook as he looked at him in surprise. “Meimei, what are you doing here?”

“I came to check on you after getting my salary.” Jian Mei sat next to him and asked, “How did you get hurt?”

Xiao Ban knew that Jian Mei had lost his memory, so he explained, “It was that time we were coming down the mountain. We fell, and I hurt my back. You went to pick mushrooms to get food for me.”

Jian Mei almost forgot about it, but quickly switched back to the topic and said, “You’re injured! You need to treat that. Why are you sitting here? Let’s go find Aunt Wu and see a doctor.”

Xiao Ban grabbed his arm. “Meimei!”

Jian Mei paused in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

“There’s no need to see a doctor,” Xiao Ban said, pulling out a bottle of red liquid from somewhere. “I’ll just put this on and the inflammation will go down.”

Jian Mei figured it was like iodine on this planet, but he wasn’t convinced. “Xiao Ban, your wound’s already infected. If you don’t treat it properly, it could get serious—even life-threatening. Let’s go see a doctor.”

Xiao Ban shook his head firmly. “There’s really no need to see a doctor.”

Jian Mei frowned, puzzled by his strong resistance. “Why not?”

“…Going to the healer’s clinic costs at least one gold coin for a consultation,” Xiao Ban murmured. “And then there’s the medicine—it’d be another two or three gold coins, even if I’m as thrifty as possible. I’ve only made two gold coins for these two weeks of work.”

Jian Mei was slightly surprised. “It’s that expensive?”

Even a regular injury consultation costs nearly half a month’s pay. How could ordinary people here afford to see a doctor?

Xiao Ban nodded and said, “That’s right, so let’s not go, Meimei. I’m really okay. The wound was almost healed, but I’ve been doing some heavy lifting lately which made it worse. I’ve already asked Aunt Wu for a day off, so I’ll rest up and be fine.”

Jian Mei took a deep breath. He couldn’t just interfere with someone else’s decision, so he had to pretend to let it go.

But in reality, he’d already figured it out—five gold coins were more than enough for Xiao Ban’s treatment. He just needed to ask the young master for a day off tomorrow, but how should he bring it up?

As he was preoccupied with his thoughts, Jian Mei was distracted all morning until a voice interrupted his thoughts. “Mei.”

The young master’s tone carried a hint of sternness. “Mei, are you even listening?”

Jian Mei immediately came back to his senses. He leaned closer to the young master and replied, “I’m here.”

The young master sighed. He wanted to reprimand him, but seeing his clueless, earnest face, he just couldn’t. Besides, a reprimand would only leave him sulking for the rest of the day—and the left annoyed in the end would still be himself.

The young master said, “Didn’t you say yesterday you wanted to take me for a walk? The weather’s so nice today—let’s check out the garden.”

Jian Mei, who had long hoped the young master would go outdoors, was delighted. “Alright, I’ll push you there!”

The old woman nearby glanced over, but the young master gestured for her to stop. “It’s fine, Mei can take me over there.”

Jian Mei smiled at the old woman and said reassuringly, “Grandma Li, don’t worry. I’ll definitely look after the young master!!”

Knowing that these two kids were the only ones not afraid of her, the old woman chuckled and said, “Don’t stay out too long, come back early.”

Jian Mei cheerfully saluted her. “Yes, understood!”

Jian Mei would always say peculiar things, but his vibrant energy was infectious. The others who thought that he was odd at first, had grown used to his antics and let him be.

Though the young master was typically quiet, Jian Mei’s enthusiasm heightened, becoming talkative as soon as they entered the garden. “What flower is this, young master?”

“This is Yuzi.”

“And this one? It’s so pretty.”

“This is Jinlan.”

Jian Mei’s eyes lit up as he spotted something. He leaned closer and whispered, “Young master, is that a flower spirit? I saw the pink one. Aunt Wu said they’re scared of noises, so we have to keep our voices down.”

Caught up in his excitement, he didn’t notice the young master’s strange expression.

The young master glanced at Jian Mei a few times before asking, “Jian Mei, can you see the flower spirits?”

Jian Mei nodded but felt a bit doubtful so he asked, “Can’t you see it, young master?”

“…I can.”

Jian Mei chuckled, feeling relieved, “You scared me there, I thought I was the only one who could see it!”

The young master couldn’t quite manage a smile. In a certain sense, this was indeed special—only people with divine power could see these creatures, and commoners couldn’t see them at all. The stronger your power, the clearer your vision. What he didn’t mention was that he could only make out vague shadows, while Jian Mei could clearly see the figure and even the color.

Translator’s Notes:

I updated some terms, here’s what I changed so far: