Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

Wang Changshi successfully got rid of the robbers and gradually approached Baizhen while running wildly. The robbers were afraid of the officers and soldiers and did not dare to pursue them further.

It's just that Doctor Wang doesn't know life and death, and he feels extremely depressed.

"Chang Shi, do you want to go back to the Lu Mansion now?"

The guard's voice interrupted Wang Changshi's thoughts, and he took a deep breath to stabilize his mind.

He had just escaped from death, but he still had to face the upcoming scandal in the Lu family.

If I had known this, it would have been better not to come to Baizhen.

It's useless to think about this now.

"Do you know the guard who was with Dr. Wang just now?"

The voice in front of the car curtain paused for a moment, and then replied respectfully: "The situation was chaotic just now, and now some people have been injured. I really don't know who is protecting them along with Doctor Wang. Whether they can survive now is a big question. "

"If those thieves knew that there were doctors among them, would they detain them and treat the people in their village?"

The doctor in the guard's heart lamented that it was rare for a master to ask about people like them who were going through life and death, and it was rare for Wang Changshi to worry about people like them.

So he became more respectful.

"People like us have also dealt with robbers. They don't care who they kill. Those who are rich will kill after getting the money. Those who have no money will be killed immediately. Even the king of heaven will be killed by them. He only distinguishes between those who have money and those who don’t, and he doesn’t care whether he is a healer or not.”

Wang Changshi suddenly felt more at ease, and sighed: "It seems that they will inevitably die."

"Go back to Lu Mansion!"

In the Lu Mansion, Lu Yueyi was finally willing to eat, and Lord Li felt relieved. Although his daughter was still absent-minded, it was better than starving her body.

Taking advantage of the time to digest after the meal, Lord Li and Ran Meng walked slowly in the mansion.

"Meng'er, why is your cousin refusing to eat? You sisters have been together for a long time, and you should tell me, a mother, why."

Ran Meng twirled her handkerchief, covered her mouth gently and said with a smile: "Aunt is too impatient. Now that my cousin is willing to eat, it doesn't matter if you take your time with the rest."

"The rest? What's the matter?" Li Zunzhu keenly caught the key words and continued to ask.

Ran Meng was startled, then immediately adjusted his mind, turned around and took Lord Li's hand, scolding: "Aunt, it's true, you don't even know this? Do you still want Meng'er to say it clearly?"

Seeing that Lord Li was still looking puzzled, he pretended to be shy and bowed his head.

"Oh, aunt, I am younger than my cousin, and now I have many beloved ones by my side. Do you want Meng'er to continue talking about the rest?"

Lord Li patted Ran Meng's hand gently, smiled and shook his head.

"Your cousin has a stubborn personality. None of the aforementioned husbands and sons-in-law caught her eye, and they all found various excuses to avoid it."

"Does Auntie know the reason?"

Lord Li lowered his eyebrows and said nothing. The atmosphere around him dropped a few degrees, and then he smiled.

"I am incompetent and unable to find a suitable match for my daughter. I am not as good as your parents."

Ran Meng hurriedly comforted him, Zunzhu Li frowned quite a bit.

"Meng'er, the elder of my family is asking about Yi'er's current situation again, saying that he wants to hold a winter plum appreciation party for her."

Ran Meng understood clearly in his heart that he said it was to enjoy plum blossoms in winter because he wanted to meet relatives in the clan, and he was probably also thinking about his cousin's marriage.

"That's a good thing, but you should also ask your cousin."

"Actually, I have pushed away my clan members several times. It would be rude to continue pushing her away. Please help me persuade her."

Lord Li shed tears as he spoke, "This child is really worrying."

Ran Meng had no choice but to agree after persuading her with kind words.

When he got back to the residence, Wang Changshi was already waiting in the house, when he saw Ran Meng, he hurried up to greet him, serving tea and dripping water.

"How are things going?"

"It should be fine."

"should?"

Ran Meng placed the teacup on the table with a bang, and there was anger in his words.

"Things can only be done or not. Can you explain to me what should be done?"

Wang Changshi told him everything he encountered, adding salt and jealousy to the ferocity of the robbers.

By the time he finished speaking, the tea in front of him was empty.

"If Doctor Wang had survived, wouldn't those robbers all become Bodhisattvas?"

"Going out of town for diagnosis and treatment is inherently risky. Who wants to go to a place where robbers are common and look through the dead to see which one is Doctor Wang?"

"It can only be said that his life is not good."

Ran Meng's brows relaxed a little.

"It won't work if you don't see him alive or dead or his body. You send people to check all the entrances and exits of Bai Town. If you find him back, find an excuse to put him in jail and then poison him!"

In winter, it began to snow again, but there were more pedestrians than usual.

Yan Qing stood at the door and looked around. Wang Er's figure appeared in the distance, and he saw him running over and rubbing his hands in the medical center.

"I know, I know." Yan Qing handed him a cup of warm ginger tea and said with a smile, "What do you know?"

"Nahua Qiong is staying in a nearby hotel with the boy next to her."

"A room?"

"A room."

There was a bang on the door frame. Yan Qing rubbed his sore hands and angrily said, "This is a violation of my Daxing Dynasty regulations. You should report it to the government office."

Wang Er scratched his head, "I asked the store, and that guy has the official documents for the opening of the government office. He has them all."

"You haven't seen it again."

"Here."

Wang Er took it out of his pocket, spread his hands, and a neatly folded paper document appeared in front of him. Yanqing glanced suspiciously, and after taking it, he saw the bright red government office building under the document. print.

Yanqing came to his senses and stared at Wang Er.

"How did you get it?"

"I am acquainted with the clerk in their store. I stole the clerk's spare key and entered their house while they were leaving the store."

Seeing that Yan Qing looked wrong, Wang Er quickly explained.

"I didn't touch anything else, I just took this document with the official seal."

"Did you read anything else?"

"Yes, there are clothes inside, and a letter similar to severing ties. It seems to be from that boy. The rest is nothing."

Yan Qing folded the document and looked at Wang Er with a sigh.

"According to your age, I should call you brother."

"Don't dare, brother, you are our master's only direct disciple."

"It's not peaceful recently. I want you to see where they live, so that there is something to help them, not for you..."

Wang Er immediately drooped his head, and looking at his expression, Yan Qing stopped speaking the rest of the words.

Wang Er muttered: "This document is so important, yet it was placed casually in the bag."

"If you steal government documents at will, if they pursue it, according to the laws of our court, do you know what kind of suffering you will suffer?"

Wang Er stretched his neck and stared at Yan Qing.

"Whichever hand stole it will be cut off."

Wang Er was shocked and took a breath of air.

"Where did you get it from? Why don't you put it back quickly!"

Wang Er suddenly slumped on the ground, "Brother Qing! If they find out that I have taken the documents, wouldn't they want to cut off my hand? No, no, no, I won't go back!"

"you!"

Yanqing originally just wanted to scare him, and told Wang Er not to do such things in the future, which seemed to be counterproductive.

"Brother Qing! You have a good relationship with her, and she wants something from you. Please help me this time for the sake of my hard work!"

Yanqing was speechless, sighed, and carefully put the document into his sleeve.

"Only this time!"

Wang Er felt like he was being pardoned and ran away quickly.

Yanqing smiled imperceptibly, and then began to see the patient.

In the hotel, Hua Qiong and Zhao Tingan were sitting in the hall. It seemed different from usual times. The hall was already full of people.

There are also some female lords in the hall, most of whom have veils covering their faces. They are always surrounded by a crowd of people.

Many people looked sideways at Hua Qiong.

Hua Qiong responded generously, which made people who looked over feel embarrassed.

Listening quietly to the accents of these people, some are local and some are not.

"Ting'an, why are so many people suddenly showing up recently? I see that many hotels around us are already full."

"Qiong'er, every time in the depth of winter, many places will use heaven-sacrificial rituals to worship the heaven and earth to ensure good health and success in the coming year."

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of it."

"You've only been here a short time ago, so it's normal to not know. I'll show you around this year."

"Have you seen him before?"

"My uncle and I," suddenly mentioned his old friend, Zhao Ting'an looked a little sad, and then calmed down, "from the time I can remember, we would place things for sale along the road to the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. When the market was good, one day would equal a month's income. .”

No wonder so many people suddenly come here recently.

It is obvious that the opportunity has come.

"Ting'an, come with me to the hospital now."