Luo Zheng kept walking and led Yu Qiansi out of Xinghua Alley. He pointed at the place diagonally facing the entrance of the alley and said, "This is the place."
She happened to see a small medicine garden near the entrance of Xinghua Lane, with a young man dressed as a medicine boy watering the medicine. She asked: "Half a month ago, on the day of the Flower Festival, after you closed your business, would anyone come?
Come for medical treatment?”
The medicine boy heard a light female voice asking, and when he turned around, he saw a group of people with extraordinary temperaments. There was a woman in front of them, who was even more extraordinary and elegant. She was the one who asked him the question just now.
His face turned red and he shook awkwardly, as if he was struggling to remember.
Yu Qiansi was not in a hurry, just stood quietly in the distance and waited.
This branch road stretches all the way, and there are many medical clinics lined up in rows. There are obviously many more medical clinics than on the road where Wufutang was installed when they came.
Liu Xiaoxing traveled so far to find a doctor, and did not choose this road with many medical clinics. He must not be able to find him nearby, or...
His eyes scanned the medicine garden at the child's feet.
Or, she can't go anywhere near.
Therefore, it is most likely that this is the time when most medical clinics are closed.
"That day... it happened that the villain was on duty at night. Only a scholar-looking man came for consultation that night. It was just after Xu Shi. But because of the festival, there was no doctor in the hall, so the villain sent him away.
Leave and let him try his luck elsewhere as soon as possible."
Hearing this, everyone felt shocked.
Scholar?
Shang Fu was shocked: "Isn't it Liu Xiaoxing?"
When the medicine boy saw that the questioner was wearing a crimson official uniform, he naturally knew the key. He seemed to feel that it was very inappropriate to answer standing in the medicine garden, so he stepped out of the medicine garden, then he saluted and replied: "Your Majesty, Liu Xiaoxing,
Everyone in our medical clinic knows each other. Her mother is seriously ill and she often walks around this street. It was definitely not her who came that night, but someone... who looked quite tall and spoke politely.
A person, so I think, should be a scholar."
Yu Qiansi stared at the circle of black mud on the edge of his shoes and said lightly: "Were there any other things that impressed you that night?"
The medicine boy didn't expect Yu Qiansi to ask this. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know what he thought of. His face turned red as if it could bleed, and he scratched the back of his head and twisted.
Even Shang Fu could tell that he must know something. He put his hands on his hips and said in a presumptuous manner: "My lord asks you to reply, so just reply. Why are you so secretive?"
The medicine boy had never seen such a big official before, so he was a little timid, but when he saw him scolding him harshly, he didn't know what to do.
But at a glance, this official, with fair skin and fair skin, and with his hands on his hips, looked a bit more delicate than the girl next to him. It was really indescribably strange.
Trying to find an appropriate word to describe him interrupted his train of thought.
After a long while, he hesitated and said: "Yes... there is, about an hour later. However, that day was the Flower Festival, and the men and women in the city met in private... some wild
The sound of a mandarin duck is quite normal..."
After hearing this, everyone still didn't understand what he meant.
They all looked at each other. Boyi frowned and endured the filthy words, and looked at Yu Qiansi with concern, and saw that her face was still calm and smiling, but the light pink at the tips of her ears quietly betrayed her thoughts.
Shang Fu yelled at the side, exaggerating as if offering a treasure: "I know! Master Yu, it must be that Liu Xiaoxing had a private meeting with her lover, which delayed her mother's condition. She regretted it afterwards and hanged herself. After his death, he died.
You have become a bad ghost and come back to take revenge on your lover!"
Everyone present fell silent for a moment after listening to this serious and outrageous analysis.
An old crow flapped its wings and passed over everyone's heads.
Boyi was really fed up with Shang Fu's fussing, which would only cause trouble. He couldn't bear to see him always in front of Yu Qiansi, so he couldn't help but sneer at him: "Master Shaoqing resolves the case like this, so you don't have to worry about the experience of his subordinates."
Are the ghosts of Dali Temple lining up to find you?"
Shang Fu heard the provocation in his words, looked at Shang Fu sideways, and snorted: "My Lord is discussing the case with Lord Yu, what qualifications do you, a white man, have to interrupt?"
"The news from Mr. Shaoqing is a little delayed. Since last night, I have been the one to discuss the case. Now that I am the Wuya Guard, I naturally have the right to discuss the case."
"Then you are just a Wuya Guard!" Shang Fu couldn't match Boyi's height, so he had to puff out his chest to support himself: "My lord, I am a fourth-grade young minister of Dali Temple! You are still not qualified to talk to me! But
, for the sake of Master Yu, I won’t care about you this time!”
The conversation changed and turned to Yu Qiansi again. The intention to please him was just like Sima Zhao's intention.
Yu Qiansi sighed: "That's enough for both of you!"
"Since you are so free, why not go help me with something."
She pointed to the Wufutang road and the small fork in the road where there are many medical clinics, and said to the two of them: "You two are on the same street and go to all the medical clinics one by one."
"what?"
Shang Fu's stupidity made Yu Qiansi smile and grit her teeth: "Just ask: 'On the night of the Flower Festival, was there a strangely dressed woman or scholar who came to seek medical advice?'"
When Shang Fu saw that he could finally do something for Lord Yu, he immediately became very excited, held up his official hat, and painstakingly chose the fork in the road where there were many medical clinics, and left first.
Boyi glanced at her meaningfully before stepping onto the main road in a relaxed manner.
Behind him, Wu Yawei found an armchair from somewhere and placed it in the shade of a tree next to the medicine garden. Yu Qiansi sat down peacefully and was speechless for a moment.
They still cooperated tacitly when there were foreign enemies, but now that there were no outsiders, they remembered what happened last night and they didn't know what to do.
Yu Qiansi had long noticed that their movements were stiff today. He took out a dime of silver from his sleeve and threw it to one of them: "Go and buy some gold sore medicine. Don't let others say that I have treated you badly."
The Wuya guards all breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
The shadows of the trees gradually became thinner. About an hour later, the two of them returned one after another. Behind Boyi was a middle-aged man with a beard.
Shang Fu was panting and said first: "Anyone who was on duty at the medical clinic along the way said they only saw one scholar."
But what he said was exactly the same, except that there was no doctor, so he asked him to find another medical center.
When Boyi heard this, he frowned and said slowly: "There are not many medical clinics on this main street, but they are all big ones. I asked, they have never seen scholars, but... they have seen them.
For a girl, the time is between Hai hour and Zi hour."
"This is the doctor who treated me that day. I think you must have something to ask him."
The doctor cupped his fists and said, "The common man's surname is Xu. I saw that girl around midnight."
What happened on the night of the Hua Chao Festival, because of the beheading case that was making a lot of noise today, he was questioned over and over again by the officials many times, so his memory was still fresh, and he came one by one.
"The woman's clothes were not strange, but...for some reason, she had a sour smell like swill. She came in a hurry and said that her mother was seriously ill. She burst into tears and asked the medicine boy for help. That night I
I happened to be staying in the hotel and saw that she was anxious, so I let her go."
"But... when I arrived, I found that her mother had been dead for about an hour."