At the entrance of the village, a middle-aged man smelling of alcohol came staggering back. Judging from the appearance of the man, he seemed to be dressed as a scholar, but the scholar's uniform was a bit shabby.
"Brother Wang, someone invited you to drink again last night?" When the villagers in the village saw this man, not only were they not disgusted, but they asked with a smile on their face, with a hint of envy in their eyes.
"Haha, I can't help it. It's hard for me to reject Rich Man Li's kindness. I can't refuse him either."
The middle-aged scholar waved his hands proudly, staggering past Zhao Changyuan and the others, and glanced at Zhao Changyuan and the others from the corner of his eyes.
"Wait!" The middle-aged scholar shook his head, suddenly turned around and shouted loudly towards Zhao Changyuan and the others.
"Brother, who are you talking to?" Zhao Changyuan turned around in confusion and asked the man with a polite hand.
"You, you..." The drunk middle-aged scholar-looking man raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Changyuan's face, saying "you" several times, but he was speechless and couldn't say the following words.
"Is this man drunk?" Gong Yueyue frowned dissatisfied, pulling Zhao Changyuan and striding away.
"Stop, stop them quickly!" The middle-aged scholar became anxious and shouted at the villagers.
"Brother Wang, what happened?" The villagers looked at each other and stood there without moving, but asked in confusion.
"He is a miracle doctor! The miracle doctor the emperor is looking for!"
The middle-aged scholar's face turned red with anxiety. Seeing that the villagers did not stop him, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, pulling his neck and shouting:
"Whoever delivers him to the government will receive a reward of one thousand taels!"
Zhao Changyuan frowned slightly. He never expected that someone would recognize his identity in such a small village with little information.
"Let's go!" Gong Yueyue raised her hand and knocked off the scholar's hand, shouted lowly, picked up Zhang Linfeng and started to leave.
"Wait a minute, please!" Two or three big men suddenly rushed out from the villagers, spreading their arms and blocking Zhao Changyuan and the others.
"What are you doing?" Gong Yueyue asked dissatisfiedly.
"Guys, we have important matters to attend to, so it is inconvenient to stay here. We have accepted everyone's kindness."
Zhao Changyuan took a step forward, with a gentle and kind smile on his face, and said loudly.
"You can't leave yet." The big men looked at each other and said in a deep voice.
"That's right, we can't let them go, that's a thousand taels of silver!"
The middle-aged scholar was so excited that he had sobered up more than half of his alcohol. He opened his hands to intercept several people, and at the same time shouted loudly at the hesitant villagers:
"What are you still waiting for? Hand over this miracle doctor, and our entire village will no longer have to work!"
"Mr. Shen, are you really a miracle doctor?" a woman asked hesitantly.
"Shen is just a paramedic. It's hard to be a miracle doctor." Zhao Changyuan turned to look at the woman who asked the question. She was the hostess of the house who warmly entertained several of him last night.
"But Brother Wang said..." The woman turned to look at the scholar, with a confused look on her face.
"What's going on with you people, why do we need your consent if we want to leave?" Gong Yueyue's violent temper made her very unhappy on the spot, and she glared at the villagers and asked.
"You and this kid can leave, but he can't." The middle-aged scholar snorted coldly and said forcefully.
When Gong Yueyue heard this, she turned around and glared at the middle-aged scholar. The sharp gaze scared the scholar and took two steps back.
"Everyone, we don't want to cause trouble, so let us leave as soon as possible." Zhao Changyuan frowned, raised his hands in a circle towards the surrounding villagers, and said in a serious tone.
"The emperor wants to find you, so we must send you to the emperor!" The middle-aged scholar raised his hands to the sky, looking righteous and loyal.
"You have recognized the wrong person." Zhao Changyuan also showed a bit of coldness in his black eyes.
"Impossible, I can't admit my mistake. His portrait is hanging in the city, and I just came back from the city!" The middle-aged monk continued to incite the surrounding villagers.
"Mr. Shen, why don't you stay here for a few more days?" Another person from the onlookers spoke up, with a somewhat consultative tone.
"I can't help it." Gong Yueyue turned to look at the man and refused. This time, Zhao Changyuan did not speak.
"They are beating people, stop them, don't let them go!" The middle-aged scholar clutched his stomach and continued to shout.
"We can't let them leave like this." The villagers looked at each other and completely surrounded Zhao Changyuan and his party in a tacit understanding.
"You all get out of my way!" Gong Yueyue became even more angry when she saw this. Looking at the villagers in front of her, she couldn't believe they would do this.
"Miss Su, is this Mr. Shen next to you really a miracle doctor?" The villager seemed unable to see Gong Yueyue's anger, staring at Zhao Changyuan with extremely curious eyes, and even opened his mouth to ask Gong Yueyue .
"Do you think it's so easy to become a miracle doctor? How can there be such a young miracle doctor?"
Gong Yueyue rolled her eyes, almost furious with these villagers.
"Don't listen to her sweet talk, she must want to monopolize the miracle doctor to receive the reward!" It must be said that the middle-aged scholar really talked a lot. He climbed up holding his stomach and shouted still reluctantly.
"You still want to be beaten, right?" Gong Yueyue clenched her fists and suddenly stared at the scholar.
"This is our village. I advise you, a girl, not to be too arrogant." There was an older man frowning, very dissatisfied with the arrogance of Gong Yueyue, an outsider. .
"Arrogant? Have you never seen how arrogant I am?" Gong Yueyue laughed disdainfully, scanning the audience with her beautiful eyes, and said once again:
"I'll count to three. Either you get out of the way and let us go, or you will be blamed for being rude to me."
Gong Yueyue crackled her fingers as she spoke, with a threatening look on her pretty face.
"It's so unreasonable for a foreigner to do this, let's all come together!" A strong man didn't wait for Gong Yueyue to start counting, picked up the shovel at hand, shouted and rushed towards Gong Yueyue.
Gong Yueyue's eyes turned cold, she stepped back her left foot slightly and raised her right foot, with one toe pointed at the strong man's abdomen.
"Ah!" The tall and strong man immediately clutched his lower abdomen and wailed. The shovel in his hand fell to his feet and hit the sole of his foot hard.
At this moment, those who were about to rush forward suddenly stopped, and their eyes showed a hint of retreat.
"Come on, she's just a girl. Are all the big men like you doing it for a living?"
Wang Xiucai became anxious, pulled his neck and shouted with red eyes.
"This girl has been trained, everyone, be careful! Come with me!" A hunting man in the village, whose hands and feet were quite nimble, reminded everyone loudly, raised his iron fork and shot at Gong Yueyue angrily.
"Protect Linfeng!" Gong Yueyue tapped her toes, and her pretty figure rushed out like the wind. The green sword in her hand came out with a sound, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the iron fork. (To be continued)