We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

"Why do people come to the hospital with curtains in the middle of the night? Is there something wrong with their face?"

The magistrate looked at the people coming out of the medical clinic outside the window and was a little confused, "This medical clinic is rare. It is open even at night, so the people are not afraid that they will have no place to see a doctor."

He was still praising the medical clinic, but stopped when the curtain of the man below was lifted by the wind.

Under the curtain, there was a face full of vicissitudes of life. Originally, it was impossible to see clearly in this dark night. It was just that the lights at the door of the medical center were brightly lit and the inn was not far away, so we could see his appearance clearly.

"General Ye?"

The magistrate was shocked, and immediately went downstairs without caring about anything, wanting to catch up and have a look.

He used to be a high-ranking official in the capital, but just one more word for General Ye made the emperor unhappy, and he was directly demoted to this remote place. Unfortunately, General Ye still ended up with his whole family in exile.

Most of the people who were sentenced to exile would die on the road. Even if they were lucky and survived, they would eventually have to serve in extremely cold and painful places and eventually freeze to death or die of exhaustion.

So he never thought he would see General Ye again, but the look just now didn't look fake, so he had to confirm it before he felt relieved.

But the man walked too quickly. By the time he came downstairs, he was only a blurry shadow. He followed him quickly, but eventually lost him.

He looked at the direction the man left with some disappointment, thinking that if he would look for it again at dawn tomorrow, he might really be able to find it.

Although the chances of an exiled person surviving are low, in his heart, Ye Guodong is a very capable person. Maybe there is really a way?

As someone who had been rescued by Ye Guodong, he desperately hoped that his benefactor could survive, and he felt guilty for not being able to help his benefactor in the first place. If this problem was not solved, it would be a permanent thorn in his heart.

Early the next morning, the prefect found the county magistrate and asked, "Do you know this person?"

He showed the county magistrate the portrait of Ye Guodong that he had found someone to draw overnight. On it was a heroic old general, Ye Guodong in armor.

Seeing this painting, the county magistrate was so shocked that he almost couldn't stand still.

Could it be that the prefect has discovered the identity of the Ye family? What a good thing!

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that the county magistrate looked unhappy, the magistrate frowned slightly and asked, "Do you need to call the doctor to take a look?"

"No, no, no, I'm just full. The person in this painting... does look familiar to me, but I don't know who he is?"

The county magistrate couldn't guarantee whether the prefect had discovered the Ye family's secret, so he could only speak vaguely and wait for the prefect's answer.

Hearing him say he was familiar, the prefect's eyes lit up: "You should have never seen this person before. He is..."

Halfway through, he realized that there were some things that he couldn't tell outsiders. After all, the Ye family was in exile. If he survived and was discovered, it would be an even greater crime.

He thought for a while and rearranged his words: "You don't need to know his identity. This man is in the town. I was in a hurry yesterday and I couldn't find him, but I can confirm that he should live in a nearby village. Yesterday I came to the hospital to get some medicine at night."

He sighed, "You should be familiar with the people around here. I need you to find him for me. The sooner the better."

The county magistrate was already sweating profusely: "Here, you need to find someone. I can distribute some of these pictures to the people. They may know them, but if you don't tell them what they are for, it will be inconvenient to distribute them and it will easily cause panic. "

"This man is my benefactor. It's a pity that I never had the chance to repay my kindness. It's a pity that I didn't see him yesterday. As long as you can help me find him, you will be indispensable."

After hearing what the prefect said, the county magistrate finally agreed with confidence: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely accomplish this."

After saying that, he exited the inn and went straight to Ye's house.

He couldn't be sure whether what the prefect said was the truth or a temptation, so he could only inform Ye Qingran first.

"Master, I just want to ask you one question. Did your father go to the hospital last night?"

Ye Qingran was confused: "It is indeed true. My mother is sick. I don't have any medicinal materials in my hand, so I can only go to the hospital to get them. Is there anything wrong?"

The county magistrate clapped his hands after hearing this and said anxiously: "It was last night that the magistrate saw your father's appearance, and today he took the portrait and asked me to find him. I'm worried that he is targeting you, so be careful. But after all, I It is your responsibility and you cannot refuse the request of the prefect. Today I will report your address. As for how you want to say it, it is up to you."

He thought about it for a while, but he was still worried that the matter would be exposed, "I don't think the prefect is here to arrest someone. You don't need to be too anxious and adapt to circumstances. I will try my best to protect you."

Ye Qingran's face was solemn: "Then I'll trouble you, sir. Thank you very much."

"Sorry, I didn't notice. Now I'm in trouble."

Ye Guodong blamed himself a little, "Now that the matter has come to this, it's better to just leave early and go to a place where they can't find it."

"No, we don't know the situation yet. If the prefect discovers our identity, he won't let the county magistrate search for us. He has sent people to search for us long ago. Now we have no intention of doing so. If we escape, we will become invisible in this place. Three hundred taels of silver revealed the truth first."

Ye Qingran was pacing in the main room, his mind running rapidly, "Now we should follow the county magistrate's instructions and stay at home until the prefect comes to find us, and then adapt accordingly. Test out the prefect's attitude first, and then make a plan."

She had considered a lot in her mind and made plans for various scenarios that might happen, but running away now was the worst option.

If they leave, the county magistrate will be the first to suffer, followed by the villagers in the village. They will all be convicted of harboring and executed together. Moreover, they may not really be able to escape. When they are caught, they will also die after injuring the people. , it’s really not cost-effective.

Moreover, since they were exiled, it was not considered a capital crime in nature. They did not return to Beijing. Even if they left, it was still the fault of the officials who were guarding them. Their crime was not worthy of death.

But whether he will die or not, he still puts his life in the hands of others.

Right now, we just have to look at what this prefect means.

Ye Qingran frowned, feeling a little irritable in his heart. She didn't like this feeling of being constrained everywhere. It made her feel very insecure, as if everything was out of her control.

But she had no other choice now. She could only wait silently for the prefect to bring someone over, and thought about what to say in advance.

Judging from the attitude of the county magistrate, he will still favor them, but the right to speak lies with the prefect. If he can make the prefect happy in advance, ignore this matter and let them go, there is still room for change.