Hongli looked at the half duck in his hand and said in a low voice: "No matter what, the most important thing now is to survive and return to Beijing alive to expose Hongshi's true face and find out why my mother-in-law died. So, in order to be able to
I will do anything while alive." After a while, he said to Zhaohui: "Write down the name of that restaurant. If I am lucky enough to return to the palace in the future, I will pay back a hundred times what I stole today."
"Well." Just as Zhaohui was responding, there was a sudden shouting and cursing from the restaurant opposite, "Wang Erniu, didn't I ask you to bring a roast duck? Why is there only half of it left now, and the other half?"
Where did it go? Tell me, did you eat it secretly?"
Looking from a distance, the waiter stood in front of the shopkeeper and kept bending down. It seemed that he was admitting his mistake, but the shopkeeper didn't listen to him at all and continued to scold him until he was bloody.
He also said that the price for the half roast duck would be deducted from his monthly salary.
Hongli smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that the person I am most sorry for is that the waiter in the shop."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhaohui continued: "I heard the shopkeeper call him Wang Erniu just now. As long as his name is there, we can find him and compensate him in the future."
Hongli nodded, found a corner, divided the half of the roast duck and ate it. After they had some strength, they went around asking people and went to the prefect's Yamen.
On their way to the magistrate's office, Ling Ruo and others also stopped at the Fuyun Inn, one of the best in Zhengzhou Prefecture. When Ling Ruo followed the waiter into the guest room and casually looked down from the window, he suddenly shuddered and his eyes
Staring closely at the figure below, Ping'er didn't even hear Ping'er talking to her. Ping'er was surprised and walked to Ling Ruo and said: "Master, what are you looking at?"
Ling Ruo came back to her senses, closed her eyes and said, "It's nothing. Have you packed everything?"
Ping'er intuitively felt that something was wrong, but if Ling Ruo didn't tell her, she couldn't ask further questions. She said, "Well, everything is packed. Master, you can go to bed and rest. I'll go down and cook the medicine."
"You go down, I'll stand for a while." After Ping'er left, Ling Ruo looked under the window again, but the beggar he saw just now was gone. The beggar's back seemed... like Hongli, who had just seen
For a moment, she almost thought that Hongli was not dead yet and was still alive and well.
Thinking like this, Ling Ruo smiled bitterly. If Hongli had not died, he would have gone to the capital to meet her, his mother-in-law. How could he come to Zhengzhou, far away from the capital, and become a beggar?
After all, I missed Hongli too much, so when I saw a slightly similar figure, I thought it was Hongli. However, if Hongli was really still alive, how great would it be...
Thinking like this, he didn't even know that Yunli had come in. After a long time, he noticed Yunli standing in the room and said quickly: "When did the Seventeenth Master come here, he didn't call me."
"I see that the empress is thinking about something, so I can't disturb you. Besides, I've only been here for a while." No matter when or where, Yunli makes people feel like a spring breeze, and they won't make anyone feel the slightest bit of discomfort. "I just saw you."
There seems to be a sad look on the empress's brow, but is there something that is embarrassing the empress?"
Ling Ruo glanced at the people walking on the street and said coldly: "No, I just suddenly thought of Hongli. If I could have insisted on not letting Hongli go, maybe he would not have died."
Hearing about this matter, Yunli was silent for a moment and said: "Let the past matter go by. It is useless to think about it too much. The most important thing for your Majesty at the moment is to take care of yourself. By the way, Dr. Lu came to see me before and said that he wanted to
Stay a few more days in Zhengzhou."
"Why?" Under Ling Ruo's puzzled eyes, Yunli said: "Doctor Lu said that although he could not resolve the poison in the mother's womb, this period of time reminded him of a prescription that might be able to alleviate some of the poison, but
Those medicines are so rare that it is difficult to buy them all in ordinary pharmacies, so you have to search everywhere."
Hearing this, Ling Ruo looked excited and said: "Doctor Lu, does he really have a way?"
Yunli said: "Doctor Lu only said maybe, but since he said that, he should be somewhat sure, so I think I can give it a try."
"Okay, then according to what Dr. Lu said, stay in Zhengzhou Mansion for a few more days until he finds all the needed medicinal materials." What Ling Ruo cares about most now is the child in her belly, not to mention how much, even if it is only
I will try my best if I have any hope.
"Well, I will go and talk to Doctor Lu now. In addition, I will also ask Soli and the others to help Doctor Lu collect medicinal materials as much as possible." When Yunli went down to give instructions, Hongli and the others finally found the prefect's Yamen.
Zhaohui walked up and saluted the gatekeeper and said, "Brothers, I am Lord Zhizhou's distant nephew. I came all the way from the capital to see him. I would also like to ask you to inform me on my behalf."
"Are you a relative of Lord Zhizhou?" The two yamen officials looked Zhaohui up and down, and suddenly burst into laughter. It took a while before they stopped laughing. One of them said: "Where did the beggar come from and talk nonsense here? If
You are a relative of Lord Zhizhou, and I am a relative of Prince Yi. Let’s go quickly, even if we are causing trouble here.”
Zhaohui said eagerly: "I didn't cause trouble. I am really Master Buqi's distant nephew. If you don't believe it, you can call Buqi out and identify him face to face."
"How dare you, Mr. Zhizhou's name is not something that a beggar like you can use. Besides, Mr. Zhizhou is busy with official duties, so he has no time to see a beggar like you. If you know what you mean, retreat quickly, otherwise I will carefully arrest you and put you in jail."
Seeing that the official still didn't believe him, Zhaohui was very anxious and said again: "Brothers, please do your best. We really have something important to see Mr. Zhizhou!"
Seeing that he still refused to retreat, the two government officials couldn't help but lower their faces and shouted: "Didn't you hear me telling you to leave? If you continue to pester us, don't blame us for being rude!"
Before Zhaohui could say anything, Hongli had already stepped forward to hold him back and whispered: "Don't argue with them, otherwise it will only be us who will suffer. You and Zuo have already arrived in Zhengzhou. It will only be a matter of time before you meet Mr. Zhizhou."
Zhaohui was originally the calmest and most scheming one among the three, and he only fought with them out of urgency. Now he calmed down after hearing Hongli's words, but he did not intend to retreat just now.
They have been waiting for too many days and really don't want to wait any longer. Today, they must see Buchi.
Following this thought, Zhaohui broke away from Hongli's hand, walked to the big drum on the side, picked up the drumstick underneath and started beating it hard.
This drum is a grievance drum set up by the Yamen and is not allowed to be beaten at will. Once the drum sounds, it means that people have grievances and want to complain.
Seeing Zhaohui suddenly beating the drum of grievances, the Yamen's expression changed. One of them grabbed Zhaohui's clothes that were so dirty that he couldn't see the color, and said in a vicious voice: "You are such a cunning beggar, I won't let you see Lord Zhizhou."
, you just beat the drum of grievance without authorization. Do you know that if someone who has no grievance plays the drum, he will be severely punished by thirty big boards."