"The young lady of the Jun family hid in a boudoir and married into a woman. I thought that the Jun family would have its roots in Runan cut off in this world. I didn't expect that it would become such a blockbuster."
Standing on the side of the road, looking at the crowds of people on the street, a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe twisted his beard and sighed.
There were several other elegant scholars around him who nodded in agreement.
They all looked towards where Jiulingtang was, but the crowd blocked the small hut, let alone the people sitting in the hut.
On the contrary, the collapsed and messy houses became more and more eye-catching.
This kind of collapse was not due to an earthquake or fire, nor was it due to the age of the rough thatched house, but it was obviously caused by man-made demolition.
The readers frowned.
"Why did the Jun family's Jiulingtang collapse?" asked the middle-aged man who had just sighed.
These common people know best how the Jun family's Jiulingtang collapsed. Chatting in the streets after tea and meals is their pleasure. There is nothing happening in the city that they don't know about.
But these are just topics for everyone to talk about. As for other matters, especially disputes involving land and real estate, it is difficult for upright officials to decide, and for them, it is nothing to do with themselves.
But now seeing how powerful Jiulingtang is, even these scholars came to watch the fun, and even took the initiative to ask, so someone took the initiative to tell them the story.
It's just that the orphan girl came back and wanted to open a medicine hall, but the family property was coveted, and the house was demolished overnight.
But Miss Jun was not afraid of difficulties and dangers, holding the sign of Jiulingtang and resolutely built a straw shed on the ruins to open the door for consultation. She was as charitable as her grandfather and his family tradition.
Under the exaggerated and exaggerated descriptions of the people, a lonely and strong girl was portrayed in front of the readers.
Especially when I heard about the collapse of the house, Miss Jun did not cry or make a fuss. She stood on the ruins with her small body holding Jiulingtang, turned to face the people and announced the opening of Jiulingtang.
Just like a general who vows to defend his country in the face of the enemy's surging troops, and like a loyal minister who faces evil and chaos, he vows not to cooperate with others.
"Good moral integrity." A scholar sighed.
"It's a good thing that he is a descendant of the Jun family." Another sighed, "He has the benevolence of his ancestors as a doctor and the character of his father as a scholar."
"Who bullied such an orphan?" An older man calmly asked the most critical question.
The public has little sympathy for these integrity and character mentioned by scholars, but it is always something that they like to hear about being able to turn danger into safety when faced with threats and become famous.
Of course, the people have their own cunning ways and will not point out that Mr. Yan did it with any words, but they cannot afford to offend Mr. Yan, but there are people who can.
"We don't know about this." Several people winked, "But there is someone who probably knows."
They said and pointed to the crowd.
"Well, the old Hu family said a while ago that this is their house."
Lao Hu’s house?
The readers also looked over.
What is Lao Hu’s house?
On the tall building on the other side, there are also many people looking at Jiulingtang here.
From the top of the building, you can clearly see the thatched hut on the ruins. People inside cannot see it, but the simple and old plaque with the three characters "Jiulingtang" can be clearly seen.
Because the scene was too chaotic, those waiting to see the doctor spontaneously maintained order and blocked the patients who wanted to express their thanks outside.
"You don't need to nag. Of course Miss Jun knows that she will cure you, so don't interfere with her treatment."
But this did not make these grateful people leave. Miss Jun knew that it was Miss Jun's business to cure them, so they were still willing to let more people know. At the same time, in order to vent their joy of being cured of a long-term illness, they all stood outside.
He excitedly described the severity of his previous illness, how many doctors he saw, how much medicine he took, how painful and desperate he was, and how he was cured by just a few doses of Miss Jun's medicine.
As the story unfolded, people cried or laughed, and the audience also cried or laughed, making the scene very noisy.
"Some people say that there is a secret behind Miss Jun's medicine that can cure illnesses."
The person on the tall building looked away and said.
"The Fang family in Yangcheng has great virtues, mountains of gold and silver, and many brilliant doctors can get many rare prescriptions."
The words made others in the room laugh.
"This is medical treatment, not scientific examination." One of them said, "Even if you don't know anything about it, you can still be a Jinshi if you miss a question and use it as a trick. Treating diseases and saving people is a technical job, and you can't do it in the slightest."
"Yes, she has seen dozens of patients in the past half a month, with different illnesses, different severity, and different origins. One or two or more than a dozen can do something, but all of them are favored, so this method is probably only
Gods can do it." Another person sighed.
"Furthermore, we have sent people to investigate and investigate. These patients have not contacted anyone since then, and have not changed the decoction." Someone followed and said, "No matter how capable the Fang family is, they cannot be so flawless."
Everyone looked out the window again.
"There is no other possibility except that it is my true ability." One person said with certainty.
Then someone laughed.
"Then this time Yan San has kicked the bucket." He said.
At this point someone booed.
"Look, the county magistrate's people are here." He said, pointing downstairs.
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"I'm not going to visit the doctor." Miss Jun said looking at the man in front of her.
Nowadays, people in the queue are watching eagerly and will never allow others to occupy their seats, but the arrival of this man made people get out of the way without any complaints.
He walked straight over and asked Miss Jun if she might come for a consultation.
Miss Jun answered very simply.
"This is the butler of our county magistrate." The people waiting nearby couldn't help but remind them.
Miss Jun said "Oh" and gave the man a brief salute, which was regarded as a greeting, but other than that she made no other movements.
The man didn't take it seriously and smiled.
"Then let's come here." He said with a kind expression. He bowed to Miss Jun and turned around. Before leaving, he saw the ruins here and looked a little surprised. "Why did the house in Jiulingtang collapse?
?”
It has been almost 20 days since the house in Jiulingtang was demolished. The matter had already spread widely. How could the county officials not know about it?
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present understood it in their hearts.
This means that the county officials are going to ask questions.
The only people who can control Mr. Yan, a country squire, are the government.
Miss Jun's injustice was avenged, and the people present were excited.
Even Lei Zhonglian, who had always had a dull expression on his face, was slightly moved.
Of course, he was not excited, but sighed.
He once asked Miss Jun if he could just forget about the house. But Miss Jun didn't care and said that the house was not important and didn't even ask why.
But look now, Miss Jun didn't even need to ask, someone took the initiative to ask.
Others ask God and Buddha for justice, but Miss Jun only needs to sit and wait.
Lei Zhonglian sighed greatly, while Hu Gui, who was standing behind the crowd, turned pale.