After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

Chapter 115 Anonymous

It was a dark night when a cough broke the silence in the room. Xie Ping bent his waist slightly as he felt the pain from his wound and spat out a mouthful of black blood. After that, his body instantly went limp like a deflated ball.

"Thank God, I finally vomited out the toxin."

"The master is fine." Cheers rang out all around.

A few more coughs were heard from Xie Ping's room. There was black blood on the ground from his coughs. His face was pale, and he finally took a breath, his chest heaving violently.

"Safe as hell, do I look like I'm fine now?"

He cursed loudly, his eyes sweeping over the injured arm that was only partially connected. The arm was wrapped in gauze wrapped around and around, and the blood had soaked the powder sprinkled on it.

"Is this arm useless from now on?"

If it’s broken, how can I wave it in front of people and how can I live in the future?

"No, no, sir, just rest assured."

"Master Zhang Zhe is very quick, but he may need to rest for a while."

When Zhang Zhe was mentioned, Xie Ping finally remembered him and shouted, "Where's Zhang Zhe?"

A personal attendant stepped forward and said, "Master Zhang knows he is guilty and is kneeling in the yard right now."

As Xie Ping's confidant, if he didn't trust Zhang Zhe, Nian Shilan would never have been arranged to be in front of Xie Ping in Shangjing. However, such a thing happened, which was particularly annoying. Xie Ping shouted, "What's the point of kneeling? Hurry up and get up and get in here!"

They were not afraid of Xie Ping getting angry, but were afraid of him not being angry. The people around him breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene, and then they called Xie Ping in. After Zhang Zhe came in, he did not cry bitterly, but was mostly silent. The fact that he could come in showed that Xie Ping still trusted him. The best way to repay Xie Ping's trust was to find out the truth.

"The person who pretended to be Nian Shilan has been found. The real Nian Shilan died of illness in a dilapidated temple in Liuzhou three years ago."

Xie Ping struggled to sit up, his face pale and blue, and said, "So those people are from the Iron Armored Guards, right? They are the ones who set up this trap, right?"

Zhang Zhe replied, "We don't know yet. This person didn't leave any clues."

Xie Ping said angrily, "Hang the body of this...unknown person at the city gate. Anyone who is willing to provide clues will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver."

Zhang Zhe answered yes and stood up and left quickly.

The attendant stepped forward again and reported, "Hu Gongye already knows what happened to you, sir, and is already investigating it. He said that this conspiracy specifically targeting you has been planned for a long time... He also asked you to rest and recover from your injuries." In short, it was just some soothing words. Other officials kept asking to see him, but Xie Ping closed the door and refused to see anyone. After a lot of trouble, everyone left the room and only the doctor who was serving him remained behind.

Xie Ping looked a little tired as he watched the doctors in front of him discussing his treatment method at the treatment table. Suddenly, someone called out "Doctor Li".

An inconspicuous old man sitting in the corner turned around slowly when he heard the call and hurried forward to respond.

The light in front of Xie Ping's bed was bright, illuminating his face at this moment. Doctor Li hurried forward to check.

"Doctor Li, I wonder if the Yougui Pills will work."

Doctor Li is Doctor Li Minghui who came from Mo City. "It works. I have just prepared it. It is complete. The man did not bite your neck. After all, there is a layer of flesh between you and your arm. Master Zhang's reaction is relatively fast, but your arm will still have some sequelae. It may be a little painful on rainy days."

Xie Ping was probably tired, and his previous irritability faded away. He said calmly, "It's okay, these are just trivial matters. Even if he lost an arm, he is still Hu Gongye's right-hand man."

When Li Minghui lowered his head to respond, he saw that Xie Ping looked tired, so he stood up and said goodbye, left the inner room, and went to where the doctors were next door.

The other doctors were a little envious and a little flattering. The fact that this doctor named Li Minghui was able to stand out in the Imperial Hospital which was full of talented people showed that he was quite capable. However, there was only one drug, Yougui Pill, that Xie Ping particularly liked. This Yougui Pill was extremely effective in replenishing the body. Most of the diseases among the nobles in the capital were treated by him. Because of this, he was particularly popular in Shangjing at this time.

The doctors sat and talked in low voices when suddenly there was a commotion outside. There wasn't much that could cause the commotion as Hu Gongye and the Empress Dowager had already sent people over, so who else could it be? However, everyone's doubts were soon revealed; it was Xie Ping's children.

A personal attendant stepped forward and reported, "Sir, the young lady and the young master are here."

"Miss, young master?" Li Minghui thought to himself. Xie Ping had a pair of children and rarely appeared in public. He only occasionally heard the servants talking about how Lord Xie's wife had been in poor health and was recuperating in another courtyard. Her children were also serving her and rarely came to Beijing.

Perhaps someone would wonder why Xie Ping did not dare to leave the capital, but instead safely placed his wife and children in the villa, because the villa was not an ordinary villa, but a royal garden, which was given by the empress dowager to Madam Song for recuperation. The empress dowager and His Majesty would go there occasionally, and the guards there were even stricter and safer than those at Xie's house.

After hearing the servants' report, Xie Ping suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a stern voice, "Who told them, who asked them to come back, and who escorted them, at this time..."

He was worried and spoke anxiously, incoherently, as if the ones who were hurt were not himself but his children.

Li Minghui was stunned, but someone beside him was already helping him answer the question, "It is said that Lord Xie loves his wife and children very much."

Li Minghui had noticed this. Xie Yuan was in a high position now, but the fact that he had only one wife at home and no concubines or maids showed that this man was multifaceted. No matter how cruel a person was outside, he would have weaknesses.

As soon as the thought came to my mind, I heard a gentle voice, "Dad." From the sound of the voice, it seemed that the child was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Li Minghui couldn't help but look out through the gap in the window. A girl's figure appeared in the yard, bringing a beam of light in the dim night.

She was wearing a milky white cloak, and her quick steps brought a gust of wind, which lifted up a corner of her inner brocade dress. She was holding a chubby boy in her hand.

Xie Ping, who had just put down his foot, immediately retracted it and his figure became timid.

"father."

The voice was gentle but with a hint of annoyance.

Xie Ping quickly replied, "I'm fine, I'm fine, Yinyin, don't cry, I'll lie down and rest now."

The servant opened the door curtain, and the girl went in holding the hand of the boy who followed closely behind her.

A lady from a noble family. Li Minghui couldn't see the girl's face clearly because the wide hood was always covering her head, but her graceful figure could not be concealed as she walked.

A close attendant was called over. As the girl asked questions, there were constant conversations and then angry sounds in the room. Soon even the doctors outside were called over, probably to ask about the severity of the injury. It was not Li Minghui's turn to step forward at this moment, and the person in charge of the matter had to deal with it.

There was constant conversation in the room, and the girl's voice could be heard in high and low voices. Xie Ping did not have the confidence to refute as usual. The little boy who was brought in also muttered a few words. The noisy and chaotic scene disappeared, leaving only the warm picture of the family getting along.

It was late at night, and Li Minghui left the Xie family with his medicine box. He was not needed here, so he sat in the carriage provided by the Xie family. Because the assassination was under strict investigation in the entire Upper Kyoto, only familiar carriages and horses were allowed to pass. Soon they arrived in front of a house.

Doctor Li thanked the coachman and gave him some silver. After the carriage left, Li Minghui knocked on the door. The door opened after someone responded. It was obvious that someone had been waiting at the door.

"Master..." A low, concerned voice came from the front, and a woman was holding a lantern in her hand, shining it at the door.

Li Minghui looked at the woman under the light, nodded with a smile and said, "It's okay, go in."

The girl stepped aside, and Li Minghui went in, holding a lantern in one hand and half-opening the door with the other, and reached for the secret lock on the side of the door. He heard a click, and the door was closed from the inside. He turned around, and the lantern shone on the woman, who was obviously Chunqiao.

The cold wind blew, making her shiver uncontrollably. She put down the lantern and stared into the night in a trance. Li Minghui's voice came from the yard, "Qiao'er."

She hurriedly said yes, turned around with the lantern in hand and blended into the night.

The house that Li Minghui owns in Shangjing was not purchased by himself, but obtained because of a small Youguiwan. Anyway, it is fine for him to live here without paying any money, so he can live as comfortably as he wants.

The lights in the room were on. Li Minghui took off his coat after a tiring day. Chunqiao reached out to take it and handed him a bowl of ginger soup that had been heated up.

"Master, you've been working hard all day, so get rid of the cold," she said.

"I'm a doctor, so I'll pay attention to keeping you warm. But you're wearing so little, be careful not to catch a cold."

Chunqiao smiled. The master always cared about her in small matters.

Chunqiao had come down early and was chopping herbs. Li Minghui sat beside her and nodded with satisfaction. He took out a medical book on the table, but did not open it to read. He was just a little absent-minded.

Chunqiao hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Master, are you worried about something?"

Since Li Minghui came to Shangjing because of the Yougui Pill incident, he has been in contact with some dignitaries, and thus he got some information faster and more informed than others. Li Minghui seldom talked about outside affairs in front of others, but today he couldn't help it.

Since Chunqiao came to Shangjing, the two of them have unconsciously started paying attention to the affairs of Mocheng.

It was thanks to his work in the Imperial Hospital that he would not have known that Liao Chengyi went to Mocheng to investigate the case, and that the students of Mocheng sat in silence at the gate of Yiyuan Garden, and even that many popular poems appeared. When everything was settled, the murderer was brought to Shangjing and almost killed Xie Ping.

In fact, what happened to the murderer and those court officials was not their main concern. They only cared about how that person was doing now and whether she was okay.

Li Minghui knew what Chunqiao wanted to ask, so he could only answer directly, "It has nothing to do with Yingge. It's none of her business."

Chunqiao seemed relieved. "Although it has nothing to do with her, I am thinking about her right now."

Chunqiao's expression became nervous again. Li Minghui saw Chunqiao and continued, "As a doctor, you must restrain your joy and sorrow, and stay calm in the face of major or minor illnesses."

Chunqiao nodded and his men cut the herbs even faster.

"Although Yingge has not come to the capital yet, her reputation in the capital is well known. It is said that her poem "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" has been sung in major brothels in Mocheng. It is even said that Prime Minister Ji likes her poem that scolds Liao Chengyi very much. It is used as a warning to the ministers in the court, so that every minister in the court should remember to be a good official, an honest official, and worthy of the emperor and the people."

Chunqiao said with a smile, "Yes, she is very good." Recalling the shocking scenes during the Dragon Boat Race during the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Yes, it's very impressive." He said this with some profound meaning.

It is really amazing that she was able to send the woman chosen by Lu Gongqing to Shangjing quietly without being discovered. Even the things that happened in Yiyuan Jingzuo might be related to her, otherwise he would not have written so many poems one after another.

"As for her, if you don't spend enough time with her, nothing will affect her. She always keeps a low profile. You know, she was unwilling to admit that she could read and write."

So driven by this series of events, the situation in Mocheng became more and more serious, and eventually Liao Chengyi was brought down.

"In fact, the ultimate beneficiary of this incident is not Liao Chengyi, but the women selected by Lu Gongqing no longer have to go to the capital. Instead of hiding and living in hiding, it is better to live openly without the government watching the fleeing women."

They are the ones who benefit more from this matter.

This is simply unimaginable. This is what a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy can accomplish. He is just a neighbor who has known each other for a long time and has not done any great favor to him.

Chunqiao's knife for cutting herbs fell steadily. Looking at the neatly cut herbs, there were no tears in his eyes. He just sighed and said, "Yes, so I have to study medicine well and become a great person."

"You need to study hard. Female doctors are in short supply. Besides, Yingge will have to come to Beijing if you fail."

"Well, she has to come to the capital to take the imperial examination. I calculated that it will take about two years, so she will be here the year after next."

"It's not that easy. Before you can take the top spot, you need to take the county exam, the prefectural exam, the provincial exam, the provincial exam, and finally the palace exam."

Although Li Minghui said this, her eyes were still bright and she looked expectant.

"Then I will see her in two years."

"Yes, so you have to study medicine well and strive to be able to practice medicine in two years."

Chunqiao nodded heavily, picked up a medicinal herb solemnly, and began to identify it. With anticipation in her heart, she felt more hopeful about doing things.

The cold wind hit the windows, bringing a hint of chill. Heavy snow had begun to fall outside, and the streets, taverns and the imperial city of Shangjing were also covered in a layer of white. The bloodstained corpse high up at the city gate had a broken head and shattered limbs that were particularly eye-catching.

The people entering the city looked at everything in front of them in horror, "Is this the murderer who assassinated Lord Xie yesterday?"

"Don't talk nonsense. This guy is also the murderer who assassinated Lord Lu."

"so smart."

"Hush. Don't say that, or you'll get into trouble."

Loud and low discussions were heard all around, and the wind and snow also dissipated in Shangjing. People came from all directions and looked at the tall head with curiosity and awe. The wind and snow lifted the man's face, revealing a young face.

"Who is this person? What's his name? What's his surname?"

"Who knows? Could it be someone unknown?"

"I heard that the government is offering a reward. If you know his name and origin, the reward will be ten thousand taels."

"Although the reward is high, I really don't recognize it. I'm leaving, I'm leaving, don't ask any more questions."

"What does it have to do with us?"