Famous Doctor Woman
Chapter 791 Fame
Chapter 791 Fame (1)
It was already noon when we returned to the inn, Liu Xiaolang looked at the reward notice in his hand, with a sad look on his face, which made Mo Yan puzzled.
Could it be that Liu Sumu met the murdered Miss Hu?
"Trouble you to make this trip in vain, this is the fare."
Liu Sumu took out a green purse from his waist, handed the coachman a piece of silver, and spoke very politely.
"Liu Xiaolang, you can't do it, you can't do it."
The driver was a middle-aged man, he waved his hand, and took two steps back, "Don't be polite to me, you may not know that a few years ago, I fainted on the way to deliver goods, and was rescued by Liu Langzhong, who was out to see a doctor. , otherwise this life will not be saved, how can I ask for your money?"
The coachman does not want to live or die, and he said it sincerely, some things cannot be bought with money, and a person should know how to be grateful.
"My father is a doctor, it should be."
Liu Xiaolang said a few words of politeness, seeing that the other party kept refusing, he was afraid that the mention of money would make the coachman sad, so he chatted a few homely things, and watched the coachman go away.
"Oh, what a pity."
Liu Sumu raised his head to look at the sky, and was unsteady standing under the strong light. He staggered, but Mo Yan held his arm steadily.
"What a pity? 100 taels of gold?"
After finally coming out to reveal the reward announcement, Miss Hu died, Jin Zi flew away, Liu Sumu caused trouble for no reason, provoked Gao Lihua, and had an extra marriage, so it is reasonable to be depressed.
When mentioning gold, Liu Sumu's eyes lit up, then he was afraid of being misunderstood by Mo Yan, he shook his head decisively, his face flushed, "Ma'am, you have outstanding medical skills, do you think there are ghosts and gods in this world?"
The folks fear ghosts and gods, and there have been rumors of ghosts taking revenge, but Liu Sumu didn't believe it. He felt that it was not accidental that Miss Hu was frightened on July [-]th.
There are several kinds of diseases, the physical ones have a chance to be cured, but the mental ones are difficult to recover after being stimulated.
Liu Sumu went on a trip a few days ago, and was lucky to meet an experienced doctor who is very good at reassuring people who are irritated, and the popular voice is very high.
Therefore, on a whim, he wondered if the medicine was three-point poisonous. Is there a possibility to use words to comfort the patient so as to achieve the purpose of healing.
"Liu Xiaolang, you are a talent."
Mo Yan gave Liu Sumu a thumbs up without hesitation. At first, she was still wondering what the folk tales of ghosts and gods had to do with medical skills.
Listening to his theory, there is a faint concept of modern psychology in it. Although it is in its infancy, it is extremely rare for the conservative and closed Dai Viet.
Mo Yan believes in ghosts and gods, otherwise how could she have come to Dayue?Not everyone has the chance to live a new life.
But she has never encountered the so-called ghost so far, and she prefers to believe that Miss Hu's frightening on a certain day is caused by someone.
Liu Sumu really wanted to talk to Ms. Hu, maybe he could help and test his conjecture, but now he didn't have this chance.
The two separated, Mo Yan stepped into the inn with his front foot, and Zhang Ju entered with his back foot.
After a few days out, Zhang Ju lost weight again, the fat on his face disappeared, his stature grew, and he looked a little more handsome and refined.
He took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, sat in the lobby, drank two cups of tea, felt that his thirst had been quenched, and took a deep breath.
"Here's everything you need."
During this period of time, Zhang Ju was not idle. He wandered around the streets, asked about prices, indirectly guided the people, and evaluated Bao Zhifu.
Unexpectedly, Prefect Bao's reputation was quite bad. In addition to "Baoya", the common people nicknamed him Crazy Bao.
The case was silent for a while, and then crazy. When everyone was in a fog, he knocked on the hall wood and decided the case quickly.
It only takes a quarter of an hour to sentence someone, and then ignore it, the common people can't bear this speed.
The people of Shangqiu County are simple and honest. In recent years, no one has been heard of being killed. If the murder case is handled in the same way, if the murderer is judged, if the person is wronged, wouldn't it be a waste of life?
The Hu family is one of the largest families in the county, and Miss Hu died in a miserable state, so the personal servant girl went to the yamen to report the news, and the news quickly spread to the ears of the people.
"Have you heard that Miss Hu is dead!"
"What the hell, is he really possessed by a ghost? You can't run around on July [-]th, look, tsk tsk..."
Zhang Ju reported back the information she had inquired, and Mo Yan finally understood the murderer's intentions, but she was a little puzzled. It was said that it was the Ghost Festival last year, and Miss Hu was frightened.
Judging from the scene of the murder, the murderer had a deep blood feud with Miss Hu or the Hu family, and only because of extreme hatred and hostility could he use cruel methods.
In this case, why should Miss Hu live for another year?
Now that the case is unclear, the common people will automatically find a reason for the murderer, the ghost got on him, and then killed himself, most people probably believe it.
The common people said Baozhi County was interesting, and she was looking forward to mixing with the crowd and hearing in the Yamen tomorrow.
After Zhang Ju left, Mo Yan took Wanqi Yuling to the bathroom to wash up. She had just returned from the murder scene, and the weather was so hot that she felt that the sweat on her body was mixed with a strong smell of blood.
The two hugged and lingered for a while, then went back to the side hall to take a rest, and looked at the list written by Zhang Ju together.
Shangqiu County is not considered rich, with little arable land. The surrounding farmers have already started to cultivate land on the mountain, which can produce some output a year.
People with active minds began to plant tea and fruit trees. Tea is easy to handle and can be stored, but fresh fruit is troublesome.
A large number of ripe pomegranates, plantains, oranges, pipas, etc. rot every year, and the needs of the people in Lizhou City are limited after all.
Mo Yan felt sorry for the farmer's family, worked hard for a year, and finally had no choice. Although they would dry some pipas that could not be sold, it would affect the taste and not sell for a price.
It is rare for people in the Northland to eat some fresh fruit in winter. The rich and powerful families may not be able to buy it at a high price. There may be heavy snowfall in the middle of a trip for a month. Few of the fruits in a car can be intact, and the price is comparable to gold.
Apart from preservation issues, the road from Lizhou to Beidi is uneven, and the official road is not very smooth. Some areas are surrounded by dense forests, and it is easy to lose your way when there are three-way intersections.
Road construction is an important factor in reducing travel time. If the road is straight and open, the original five hours can be shortened to three hours, which is of great help to merchants who are racing against time.
"Just not to mention the manpower for road construction, even the money will cost a lot of money."
Mo Yan shook his head, the country cannot be governed in one day, step by step, now the border is at war, the southwest is flooded, and the treasury is not full.
Wan Cheng Yuling stared at the list, her slender joints clasped the lid of the cup tightly, her eyes lowered in thought.
You can start from Beidi or Kyoto, complete the most important section first, and slowly connect the various roads in Dai Viet like a network, and return to Kyoto to the Ministry of Industry to solve.
In the early morning of the second day, the couple went to the lobby downstairs to have breakfast. The shopkeeper greeted them with a smile, and asked, "Guest officer, how long do you want to stay?"
(End of this chapter)
It was already noon when we returned to the inn, Liu Xiaolang looked at the reward notice in his hand, with a sad look on his face, which made Mo Yan puzzled.
Could it be that Liu Sumu met the murdered Miss Hu?
"Trouble you to make this trip in vain, this is the fare."
Liu Sumu took out a green purse from his waist, handed the coachman a piece of silver, and spoke very politely.
"Liu Xiaolang, you can't do it, you can't do it."
The driver was a middle-aged man, he waved his hand, and took two steps back, "Don't be polite to me, you may not know that a few years ago, I fainted on the way to deliver goods, and was rescued by Liu Langzhong, who was out to see a doctor. , otherwise this life will not be saved, how can I ask for your money?"
The coachman does not want to live or die, and he said it sincerely, some things cannot be bought with money, and a person should know how to be grateful.
"My father is a doctor, it should be."
Liu Xiaolang said a few words of politeness, seeing that the other party kept refusing, he was afraid that the mention of money would make the coachman sad, so he chatted a few homely things, and watched the coachman go away.
"Oh, what a pity."
Liu Sumu raised his head to look at the sky, and was unsteady standing under the strong light. He staggered, but Mo Yan held his arm steadily.
"What a pity? 100 taels of gold?"
After finally coming out to reveal the reward announcement, Miss Hu died, Jin Zi flew away, Liu Sumu caused trouble for no reason, provoked Gao Lihua, and had an extra marriage, so it is reasonable to be depressed.
When mentioning gold, Liu Sumu's eyes lit up, then he was afraid of being misunderstood by Mo Yan, he shook his head decisively, his face flushed, "Ma'am, you have outstanding medical skills, do you think there are ghosts and gods in this world?"
The folks fear ghosts and gods, and there have been rumors of ghosts taking revenge, but Liu Sumu didn't believe it. He felt that it was not accidental that Miss Hu was frightened on July [-]th.
There are several kinds of diseases, the physical ones have a chance to be cured, but the mental ones are difficult to recover after being stimulated.
Liu Sumu went on a trip a few days ago, and was lucky to meet an experienced doctor who is very good at reassuring people who are irritated, and the popular voice is very high.
Therefore, on a whim, he wondered if the medicine was three-point poisonous. Is there a possibility to use words to comfort the patient so as to achieve the purpose of healing.
"Liu Xiaolang, you are a talent."
Mo Yan gave Liu Sumu a thumbs up without hesitation. At first, she was still wondering what the folk tales of ghosts and gods had to do with medical skills.
Listening to his theory, there is a faint concept of modern psychology in it. Although it is in its infancy, it is extremely rare for the conservative and closed Dai Viet.
Mo Yan believes in ghosts and gods, otherwise how could she have come to Dayue?Not everyone has the chance to live a new life.
But she has never encountered the so-called ghost so far, and she prefers to believe that Miss Hu's frightening on a certain day is caused by someone.
Liu Sumu really wanted to talk to Ms. Hu, maybe he could help and test his conjecture, but now he didn't have this chance.
The two separated, Mo Yan stepped into the inn with his front foot, and Zhang Ju entered with his back foot.
After a few days out, Zhang Ju lost weight again, the fat on his face disappeared, his stature grew, and he looked a little more handsome and refined.
He took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, sat in the lobby, drank two cups of tea, felt that his thirst had been quenched, and took a deep breath.
"Here's everything you need."
During this period of time, Zhang Ju was not idle. He wandered around the streets, asked about prices, indirectly guided the people, and evaluated Bao Zhifu.
Unexpectedly, Prefect Bao's reputation was quite bad. In addition to "Baoya", the common people nicknamed him Crazy Bao.
The case was silent for a while, and then crazy. When everyone was in a fog, he knocked on the hall wood and decided the case quickly.
It only takes a quarter of an hour to sentence someone, and then ignore it, the common people can't bear this speed.
The people of Shangqiu County are simple and honest. In recent years, no one has been heard of being killed. If the murder case is handled in the same way, if the murderer is judged, if the person is wronged, wouldn't it be a waste of life?
The Hu family is one of the largest families in the county, and Miss Hu died in a miserable state, so the personal servant girl went to the yamen to report the news, and the news quickly spread to the ears of the people.
"Have you heard that Miss Hu is dead!"
"What the hell, is he really possessed by a ghost? You can't run around on July [-]th, look, tsk tsk..."
Zhang Ju reported back the information she had inquired, and Mo Yan finally understood the murderer's intentions, but she was a little puzzled. It was said that it was the Ghost Festival last year, and Miss Hu was frightened.
Judging from the scene of the murder, the murderer had a deep blood feud with Miss Hu or the Hu family, and only because of extreme hatred and hostility could he use cruel methods.
In this case, why should Miss Hu live for another year?
Now that the case is unclear, the common people will automatically find a reason for the murderer, the ghost got on him, and then killed himself, most people probably believe it.
The common people said Baozhi County was interesting, and she was looking forward to mixing with the crowd and hearing in the Yamen tomorrow.
After Zhang Ju left, Mo Yan took Wanqi Yuling to the bathroom to wash up. She had just returned from the murder scene, and the weather was so hot that she felt that the sweat on her body was mixed with a strong smell of blood.
The two hugged and lingered for a while, then went back to the side hall to take a rest, and looked at the list written by Zhang Ju together.
Shangqiu County is not considered rich, with little arable land. The surrounding farmers have already started to cultivate land on the mountain, which can produce some output a year.
People with active minds began to plant tea and fruit trees. Tea is easy to handle and can be stored, but fresh fruit is troublesome.
A large number of ripe pomegranates, plantains, oranges, pipas, etc. rot every year, and the needs of the people in Lizhou City are limited after all.
Mo Yan felt sorry for the farmer's family, worked hard for a year, and finally had no choice. Although they would dry some pipas that could not be sold, it would affect the taste and not sell for a price.
It is rare for people in the Northland to eat some fresh fruit in winter. The rich and powerful families may not be able to buy it at a high price. There may be heavy snowfall in the middle of a trip for a month. Few of the fruits in a car can be intact, and the price is comparable to gold.
Apart from preservation issues, the road from Lizhou to Beidi is uneven, and the official road is not very smooth. Some areas are surrounded by dense forests, and it is easy to lose your way when there are three-way intersections.
Road construction is an important factor in reducing travel time. If the road is straight and open, the original five hours can be shortened to three hours, which is of great help to merchants who are racing against time.
"Just not to mention the manpower for road construction, even the money will cost a lot of money."
Mo Yan shook his head, the country cannot be governed in one day, step by step, now the border is at war, the southwest is flooded, and the treasury is not full.
Wan Cheng Yuling stared at the list, her slender joints clasped the lid of the cup tightly, her eyes lowered in thought.
You can start from Beidi or Kyoto, complete the most important section first, and slowly connect the various roads in Dai Viet like a network, and return to Kyoto to the Ministry of Industry to solve.
In the early morning of the second day, the couple went to the lobby downstairs to have breakfast. The shopkeeper greeted them with a smile, and asked, "Guest officer, how long do you want to stay?"
(End of this chapter)
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