Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 293 Desperate Charm
The chicken soup that Baozhuang sent was very delicious. Xin Yi didn't eat much meat, so he filled his stomach with the soup, put down the spoon, wiped his mouth and got up.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

Baozhuang was stunned, "What are you looking at?"

Xin Yi said, "A murder case."

"Huh?" Bao Zhuang widened her eyes in shock.

Before leaving the mansion, Xin Yi went to see Zhao Zongshi.

He was still sleeping, the dose of medicine Shen Biqian had given was too high, which drained his energy, and after sleeping for so long, his face was still pale and dull, like a frost-beaten eggplant.

Gao Miao said that he woke up at dawn, ate something and took a decoction before falling asleep again.

The fever subsided, except for being sleepy, everything else was fine.

Xin Yi opened the medicine box and stuffed Gao Miao with the fever-reducing pills she had made in Bianjing before, so that she could only give Zhao Zongshi to take it when her high fever persisted.

Gao Miao frowned slightly, took Xin Yi's hand, and asked reluctantly, "Are you leaving today?"

Xin Yi said: "I will follow the county king."

Gao Miao also heard about the death of several adults.

She allowed Baozhuang to go out with Xin Yi for a stroll, but she didn't follow her.

The customs and customs of Yuezhou City are not as good as Bianjing, but it is also lively. Xin Yi went straight to Yueyang Tower with her precious makeup.

The market in this area is very lively.

Xin Yi passed by last night, and saw the crowds of people and the bright lights, but at this moment, there are officials controlling the place, and the outside is full of spectators, but they are not allowed to enter the inside.

Bao Zhuang swished into the crowd, waving at Xin Yi non-stop.

"Lady, come here, come here!"

There was constant noise in the ears.

Xin Yi stood beside Baozhuang, listening to those people say that a manager died on this street to join the army.

"Master Licao, how could he commit suicide when he was so well-behaved?"

"These officials and lords probably did something wrong, and they are afraid of being liquidated."

"You mean, it has something to do with the visit of the King of Guangling County to Yuezhou?"

"I don't think it's far from ten..."

Xin Yi was listening with pricked ears when the crowd in front suddenly squeezed back.

"I'm coming……"

"Get out of the way!"

Baozhuang stood on tiptoe, "What's coming?"

A woman glanced at her, "Young lady, I'd better not read it, you will have nightmares at night..."

Baozhuang didn't know why, so she pouted and snorted, and wanted to squeeze in, but Xin Yi grabbed her arm and moved aside.

Carried out of the street was a coffin.

There are servants swarming around, stopping the crowd.

"Where is this going to be carried?" Baozhuang couldn't help asking again.

"Oh, Mr. Si Cao is not from Yuezhou." It was the old lady who watched the excitement answered the conversation again.

She is a resident of this street, she seemed to be familiar with the situation, she lowered her head and whispered gossip, "The fallen leaves return to their roots, this is to help the spirit return to the hometown."

He just died last night, and today he is going to help his spirit return to his hometown. Even the coffin is ready?

It seems that the one-stop funeral service in the Northern Song Dynasty is better than later generations?

While Xin Yi was thinking about it, the crowd supporting the coffin's spirit had approached, and the crowd was a little more noisy than before.

I don't know what the official status of Mr. Si Li is, anyway, in the voices of the people pointing and pointing, there are uncontrollable low laughter from time to time.

Si Li joined the army, also known as Si Cao, and was an undercover official. His responsibilities were to try cases and manage prisons. He also had the right to review closed cases.

It is normal for judicial officials to be disliked by the people.

The coffin gradually moved away, and the crowd dispersed.

Xin Yi was in no mood to go shopping in the market, so he walked casually around Yueyang Tower, preparing to return to Zhao's house and wait for Fu Jiuqu to come back.

Back at the intersection of the street just now, the group of spectators were surrounding a small stall, they didn't know what to say, their laughter floated far away.

"Daxian, can this talisman of yours turn me into a daughter-in-law?"

The speaker used a joking tone, and a great immortal in Taoist robes was sitting in the middle of the crowd, and he became anxious when he heard it.

"The talisman of the original way wards off evil spirits and eliminates evil spirits, eliminates disasters and prevents disasters, guards against villains, and resolves official wrongs, but does not give away a daughter-in-law."

"Hahahaha!"

Others liked to tease him, booing along with the joke.

"Banxian, I don't think you will come to sell your ghost painting talisman in the future. Master Licao will hang the beam at home because your talisman paper has been hit by evil spirits."

The half-immortal Taoist waved his hands gropingly, scolding them like chasing flies.

"Leave if you don't buy it, why don't you be blind here?"

Seeing him angry, everyone was even happier, and the jokes became louder.

Xin Yi approached slowly, and picked up a talisman folded into a pointed triangle from the stall.

"How is this used?"

Banxian was tidying up his stall, with an angry expression on his face, not at all reserved and indifferent like a monk.Seeing that Xin Yi is a young man, he said angrily:

"To eliminate disasters and prevent disasters, regardless of marriage, if you want to find a wife, go to worship the old moon."

Hey, he still has a big temper.

Xin Yi smiled and looked at the yellow talisman paper in his hand, turned it over and over for a while, "Master Li Cao really bought your family's talisman paper?"

The half-immortal's face was even more ugly, muttering something, and kept stuffing things from the stall into the cloth bag, as if he was going to leave.

Xin Yi stopped him, "Don't worry, Daxian, I'll buy it."

Banxian turned his head, his expression still not good, "What is it for?"

Xin Yi said: "I've been having nightmares lately, I'm afraid there might be something evil? Does the Great Immortal have a talisman to defuse murderous aura?"

Banxian glanced at her, unhappily took out a triangular talisman paper from the box, and handed it to her.

"Hang it on the head of the bed, and then hang a bronze mirror upside down facing the bed."

"Thank you." Xin Yi smiled and paid the money.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the half-immortal walked away with his belongings.

Xin Yi held the talisman paper in his palm, and waited for him to go far before following him.

Baozhuang followed her strangely: "Miss Zhang, aren't you a doctor? Doctors also believe in immortals?"

Xin Yi brought the talisman paper to the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and smiled faintly.

"Sometimes Daxian is very clever."

She didn't go back to Zhao's house right away, but followed Banxian all the way there until he stopped in a quiet alley.

The trees on both sides of the alley are lush and cover the eaves, blocking the light, and it is a bit shady and cold to walk in this season.

Xin Yi didn't follow too closely, and saw the half-immortal's Taoist robe flashing into the corner door of a shop, and after waiting for a while, he walked past the door of the shop wearing a treasured makeup as if unintentionally.

She never expected that it turned out to be a pharmacy.

On the lintel is written a couplet of hanging pots to help the world, and the horizontal plaque is written with four big characters "Tan's medicine shop".

The door of the pharmacy was open, and Xin Yi glanced casually, but Banxian had disappeared.

No patient was seen in the shop, only a man who looked like a shopkeeper was sitting at the counter, unable to see his whole face clearly.

Baozhuang was a little nervous and gave Xin Yi a hand.

"Miss."

Xin Yi strode past the pharmacy and walked to the other side of the alley. He originally wanted to pass through here, but as soon as he reached the corner, he saw the shopkeeper standing in the middle of the road, staring at them with a half-smile, his eyes were sinister.

"What is the little lady looking for?"

Xin Yi said, "I lost my way."

The shopkeeper smiled and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Xin Yi said: "Yueyang Tower."

The shopkeeper smiled and pointed to the way they came.

"Then you have to go back that road, and go west half a mile after reaching the intersection, and you will be able to see the building..."

Xin Yi nodded, thanked with a smile, grabbed Bao Zhuang's hand and walked quickly.

Baozhuang was so nervous that she was sweating, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she walked all the way to the pedestrian-filled street.

"Why did the lady follow that person? There is also the pharmacy and the shopkeeper. They look so scary, like hitting a ghost in the daytime."

Xin Yi didn't answer her question, but just smiled.

"I'm afraid he really is a ghost."

Bao Zhuang stared, her little face was pale and miserable, terrified.

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Back at Zhao's house, the people inside were all beaming, and they carried boxes of things out of the warehouse and arranged them in a mess in the yard.

Baozhuang stepped forward to inquire, and they said that the king of Guangling County was leaving Yuezhou, and the county lord wanted to choose gifts for them, so they took out Zhao Zongshi's treasury.

Baozhuang clicked his tongue and asked that Fu Jiuqu was in the study in the west wing, and he was pulling Xin Yi to go there.

She walked in front, and as soon as she stepped into the vertical flower gate, she bumped into Duan Sui.

Baozhuang didn't have time to dodge, Duan Sui's big foot stepped on her, making her scream in pain.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

Duan Sui saw that the little girl's eyes were red, and he didn't know what to do, so he stretched out his feet.

"Here."

Baozhuang was furious: "What are you doing?"

Duan Sui lazily said: "Let you step back."

Baozhuang glared at him, then went to pull Xinyi, "Lady, let's go."

The two had formed a "resentment" when they took the medicine box yesterday, but now Baozhuang thinks he is so displeased, the white eyeballs almost rolled into the sky.

Duan Sui chuckled, patted his sleeves, and said to Xin Yi: "My lady, don't rush in."

Xin Yi: "What's wrong?"

Duan Sui winked, "Little Miss Zhou went to see Master Jiu."

Xin Yi felt strange: "She is looking for Lord Jiu, so I can't look for it?"

"This……"

Duan Sui's head is simple. When Mrs. Zhou was in the mansion, everyone knew that she was the companion bed given to Fu Jiuqu by the eldest princess.

But he didn't dare to say it in front of Xin Yi.

Scratching his head, he let out a hey, and smiled while gesturing:
"Miss Zhou has a big bag of eggs hanging on her forehead, it's black and purple, it looks scary..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xin Yi and sneakily gave her a thumbs up.

"If you want to cure these little goblins, you have to go to Mrs. Zhang, the best way..."

Xin Yi sullenly asked, "What do you mean?"

Duan Sui said: "Didn't you hit Mrs. Zhou?"

Xin Yi was startled.

understood.

Dare the little goblin to complain to the old evildoer?
(End of this chapter)