Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 71
The oil lamp in the inner room was dim, and there was a smell of moist soil in the air. Mo Yan thought for a moment, stood up, and said to Mu Bai, "You rest here, is it okay?"

"No, absolutely not."

The two discussed it, and finally Mo Yan took Mo Xiang to Lu Shi's room. She lied that she saw a dark shadow in the inner room and was a little scared, so she came to spend the night with Lu Shi.After a night of rain, the accumulated rainwater on the streets can cover people's ankles.Mo Yan tidied things up, and when he returned to the room, Mu Bai had disappeared without a trace, and he left a note on which there were only a few large characters, "See you by fate".

When the carriage and the disaster relief team met, Mo Yan saw Wanqi Yuling, still dressed in white, with no mud spots on the corners of his clothes, spotless, the expression on his face was unclear, still indifferent, Mo Yan Seeing him looking over, Yan nodded slightly, and suddenly felt that the sun was coming out from the west.

The rainy day is dark and humid, but Mo Yan still likes the sunny day. Fortunately, the weather is not so hot after the rain, and the carriage is very comfortable. She leans against the wall of the carriage, holds a book in one hand, and wonders if her grandparents can find a doctor in the country to study. Identify herbs.

I chatted with Mu Bai yesterday, and Mu Bai also said that Yingchuan is a famous production base of medicinal materials in Da Viet, especially in the mountains and fields. Occasionally, ginseng that has been dug for a century can be dug up, and its medicinal value is extremely high, and it is very popular in Kyoto. , when a woman gives birth, she takes a piece of the most qi-invigorating.

At noon, Li De sent over a small box of ice cubes again. The master and servant ate the ice cubes with their mouths, and immediately felt extremely cool.Mo Yan squinted her eyes and hummed a modern tune in a relaxed mood.

"Miss, what kind of ditty is this, it sounds really nice."

Mo Xiang has an expression of admiration. Ever since Miss fell to her head, she has become enlightened and can earn money. Mo Xiang feels that her future is extremely bright. If Miss becomes the Princess of Nanping, she, a servant, will be able to save money. Kyoto walks sideways.

"This is what Xianxian hummed, it should be from Beidi."

Mo Yan spoke nonsense with her eyes open, and dismissed Mo Xiang with a few words.After reading the book all morning, she was also a little tired. After closing the book, she suddenly had the desire to chat. She wanted to tell the story of "The Strange Case of Two Phoenixes" to Mo Xiang, and the master and servant discussed what needed to be polished.After all, the times and backgrounds are different, so we still have to be cautious, for fear of taboos in some places.

"Miss, how could this happen? This is a case within a case!"

Mo Xiang opened her eyes wide, startled, she was guessing who the murderer was, and she felt that everyone was a bit suspicious. It could be seen that her lady was calm, and she felt that the guessing was wrong, and finally fidgeted in the carriage, scratching her heart Grab the lungs.

"Miss, and then, is the case solved?"

The case is the most difficult to solve. Sometimes there is one murderer, sometimes there are two, and witnesses and physical evidence are needed. If someone tells a lie and conceals it, either the murderer cannot be found or the good person has been wronged.

"Of course it's solved."

Mo Yan suddenly felt that her playbook was to convey positive energy to the people of Dayue, and she might be able to cultivate a detective like Di Renjie in the future.At this time, technology was underdeveloped, there was no fingerprint recognition, and there was no DNA technology, but relatively speaking, there were no high-tech crimes. As long as the parents and officials were responsible and dedicated to the people, they would surely be able to find the murderer and avoid the possibility of unjust, false and wrongful convictions.

"Then what happened later? The servant still wants to hear."

Mo Xiang's face was full of excitement, her young lady told the general case, and the key point was cut off, so her novelty came up.It is conceivable that if this kind of play is sung in Kyoto, it will definitely have a huge impact.

"Later? I'll tell you in the evening."

There are many cases in Mo Yan's mind, and there are many modern cases that can be adapted. In this era, if you have energy in the future, you can cooperate with your second brother and write them all out.

The carriage was mighty, turned into the official road, and in front of it, there were many refugees in rags. On the road these days, they always met homeless people. The two masters and servants sighed, lamenting that the peasants rely on the sky , resenting the inaction of the local parents and officials, swallowing money, regardless of whether the people live or die.

The convoy in front slowed down, and then, the big group stopped.Mo Yan took Mo Xiang to the side of the stream to wipe her face with a handkerchief, and to breathe some air. She met a sad woman by the side of the stream, holding a baby who was waiting to be fed.

"Auntie, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Mo Xiang's heart is soft, and the most important thing is not to see the little baby cry. Looking at the woman's sunburned face, rough skin, shabby clothes and dusty appearance, she should have come from a distance. The little bun squinted and cried Out of breath, but no tears.

"I can't be a girl's aunt."

The woman's face was flushed, and she waved her hands repeatedly. The girl in front of her was wearing a satin dress, and she was obviously a servant of a rich family. She was always in awe of such rich people, and she always felt inferior in her heart, not daring to look up.

"This little baby is always crying, maybe he's hungry?"

Mo Yan followed and looked at the baby in the woman's arms, "Auntie, are you from the south?"

"kindness."

Hearing what Mo Yan said, the woman suddenly felt a soreness in her heart. It was all useless for her as a mother. She trekked through mountains and rivers all the way. For some reason, her breasts suddenly swelled and she couldn't express milk. milk to drink.

Passing by the village ahead in the morning, some kind-hearted people gave me a few mouthfuls of porridge, but I couldn't wake up, and the little baby was hungry again. She cried for a long time by the river, but she couldn't think of a way.Everyone is a hard-working person, living in the capital from the south, thinking that at the feet of the emperor, they will never let them starve to death. They didn't even get a grain of rice for the disaster relief, and they couldn't live on.

There is still some copper coins with me, which is the last life-saving money of the family. The woman doesn't know what to do, so she can only hold the baby and keep coaxing her, feeling sad in her heart.

"All the houses in our village were washed away by the rain, so I went to Beijing together with the villagers."

The woman wiped her tears with her hands and told her tragic experience. Mo Xiang listened and wiped away her tears. When she was a child, there was a plague of locusts at home. She followed her parents all the way to the capital, and her parents also fell behind at that time The root of the disease, she went away not long afterward, she was favored by Mo Yan, and she became a servant girl, at least she had enough to eat.

(End of this chapter)