The host is messing with moths every day

Chapter 347
Qianxian spends most of the day watching Helian Han’s pulse diagnosis. After eating at noon, she learns to see, hear, hear, ask, and ask. In the evening, she learns to read and write. In a few days, she has made great progress. Not only can she diagnose the most common disease, but she also learned The meaning and writing of thousands of characters.

Later, she was able to make outpatient visits as a little doctor. When encountering special types of illnesses, she went to consult medical skills or ask He Lianhan, and quickly grew up in solving difficulties one after another.

This talent and savvy made Xiao Qinghan's servant Fang Wei very envious. A few days ago, they were all thugs, but now he is a doctor. Obviously everyone is human, so why is there such a big difference?
With Qian Xian's help, the daily free clinic ended sooner and earlier. After most of the people recovered, He Lianhan stopped the free clinic and left for the capital.

Father Lu was concerned about his youngest son's health and safety, so he prepared a normal-looking carriage with a comfortable interior, plenty of banknotes and dry food, and dispatched a special team to escort the goods. There were both thugs and doctors in the team, so there was no shortage of everything. .

Qian Xian originally wanted to find a reason for the young master to go to the capital, but now it took no effort, and the young master made it clear that he wanted to take her without her having to say much.

The little girl doesn't know yet, but the son already knows her secret.

He Lianhan had long guessed that the "bad guy" she was talking about was not a mortal, so he would never leave her alone in Lu's house.

Accompanying him was Fang Wei, Xiao Qinghan's servant, this was also requested by Lu's father, for fear that other people would not take care of him properly, and He Lianhan, who regards all people as equals, agreed in order to reassure Lu's father.

In the actual itinerary, He Lianhan did everything by himself, and did not need to run errands at all.

Not only the county where Xiao Qinghan is located, but also the people in other counties are having a hard time.

The tax was too heavy, the men in the family were conscripted to go to the battlefield, and the emperor in the capital behind built large-scale construction projects. Coupled with the spread of the epidemic, many people were homeless and depressed along the way.

Fortunately, there are doctors in every place who stand up for free consultations, so there is no need for He Lianhan to stay and treat the people.

But he would still stop and have a look at places with a lot of people, or get out of the carriage for a walk, inspect the local conditions, and look for someone who might become a wise lord by the way.

This time he came to Yingyang County, He Lianhan pulled up his robe and got off the carriage, stood in place and observed the surrounding area first.

There were not many people on the road, and everyone seemed to have seen something lively, and they all walked to the north of the street.

Qian Xian followed and jumped off the carriage just like the young master before the groom put on the tiptoe stool.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed He Lianhan: "..."

It's not once or twice, she has to imitate everything, it seems that she is not very familiar with the human world, he should find some more books for her to read when he finds time.

The onlookers are: "..."

Hey!Miss Qian is quite heroic!
Fang asked the groom and the others to find a place nearby to wait, so he ran after Helian Han and Qian Xian.

The three followed the crowd to the door of a house, surrounded by many people, He Lianhan was taller, and could see the center of the encirclement.

There are five people in total, namely the county magistrate wearing an official hat, the master who is taking notes with a pen and paper, the scholar holding a scroll in his hand, Minor No. [-] with flaming eyes, and Minor No. [-] who is protecting a bag of grain behind him.

People No. [-] was well dressed and energetic, but he was a little short; People No. [-] was tall and slender, but he was sallow and thin, his clothes were dirty, and his straw sandals were covered with mud.

No. [-] was furious, pointed at No. [-] and yelled, "My lord, it's him! He stole my rice!"

No. [-] was unconvinced, and said louder than him, "You are spitting blood! This is obviously my own rice! I just bought it from a friend!"

"You fart!" No. [-] turned to ask the magistrate for help, "My lord, you have to decide for the grassroots! I just took the rice out of the warehouse and was about to pour it into the rice jar when I suddenly remembered that the door of the warehouse was open. When I went to close the door, the bag of rice disappeared! When I came out of the house, I happened to see this person carrying a bag of rice!"

Number two also began to explain to the county magistrate, "My lord, as you know, the grain stores in our county are all empty, and we can't buy rice now, so I asked my business friend to bring a bag, which is for me. The rice bought by the whole family was definitely not stolen! This person lost the rice himself, and it is unreasonable to see who owns the rice!"

The magistrate rubbed his temples, glanced at the master behind him, and asked, "Have you written it all down?"

The master who was writing quickly didn't have time to look up, "Return to my lord, I have written it all down."

The county magistrate looked at the two quarreling, and said with a straight face, "Every sentence you say will become a confession. If one of you is lying, once it is found out, the county magistrate will give him thirty slaps!"

"My lord! Everything Cao Min said is true!" No. [-] immediately knelt down.

No. [-] followed closely behind, "My lord, the grass people dare not lie to your lord!"

The county magistrate had no choice but to look at the scholar who had been silent all this time, "Wen Xuan, what do you say about this?"

Zheng Wenxuan bowed his hands to the county magistrate without arrogance or rashness.

"Returning to my lord, this matter may need more evidence to decide. There is no evidence to prove it. Since they all say that it is their own rice, then they should produce evidence to prove that it is their own rice."

The magistrate looked at No. [-] and No. [-] sternly, "Did you hear that?! If you haven't recruited quickly, how can you prove that this is your rice?"

Number two said this time first, "My lord, my friend can testify for me! But he has already left, and I don't know where he went!"

"You don't know where your friend went?" The county magistrate felt that he was talking nonsense, "You can ask your friend to bring you rice, but you don't know where he went after that? You're fooling a ghost!"

No. [-]'s expression seemed to have been wronged by the sky, "My lord, my friend only said that he would pass through our county, but he didn't say where he was going!"

The county magistrate was dubious.

At this time, Zheng Wenxuan said, "My lord, food is scarce now, and it is understandable for the caravan to conceal the route, but if we want to find out the witness, the county government may not have enough manpower."

The magistrate of the county thought it made sense, and when the clue was broken, he turned his attention to No. [-] again, "How do you prove that this bag of rice is yours?"

No. [-] is confident, "If you don't believe me, you can come to my house and have a look. My rice has been kept in the warehouse, and there is dust around the bag, but there is no place to put the bag. Anyway, I am absolutely not lying!"

Seeing that the magistrate was pressing his temple again, Zheng Wenxuan asked in reply.

"According to what you said, there should also be dust on the rice bag, but there is no such thing as this rice bag. How can you say this is your rice?"

No. [-] immediately replied, "I've scanned it! This is the rice to be poured into the rice jar, and the bag is covered with ash. What if the ashes fall into the rice jar when pouring it? Do I want to eat it?" !"

As soon as this remark came out, the people around were all angry.

Damn it, they can't afford to eat anymore, this guy actually cares about not letting the dust fall into the rice bowl, he's living a good life!

No. [-] really looked like a young master who hadn't worked much, so what he said was somewhat believable.

But in order to prove what No. [-] said, everyone followed him into his home.

　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)