The Little Lucky Girl

They refused to give the Wang family a way out in the first place, so now they can only leave in disgrace.

She was so happy that she said happily, "The person who came also brought Wu Niang's release letter."

Ming Youyou understood this word. Matters related to marriage were always the focus of village gossip, and related terms had been popularized since childhood.

Her eyes lit up, "Then Mr. Fifth Lady can get married in the future, right?"

Mrs. Tao also became excited. She had always intended to discuss this topic with her sister, but unfortunately she had never found the opportunity. Now that she had brought it up by accident today, she might as well just make it clear.

As a result, Wu Niangzi coughed lightly, and Ming Youyou immediately calmed down, opened her small package, took out a stack of papers and said, "This is my homework, please take a look, sir."

Mrs. Tao stopped talking with regret and quietly left.

She looked across the garden at the two people, one big and one small, in the house and saw that the small one's pen became crooked while she was drawing. She pouted in annoyance, and Han Wu Niang held her little hand and started to draw again. This time the drawing should be good. Ming Youyou exclaimed and looked up and smiled happily at Wu Niang.

Mrs. Tao was so jealous that she couldn't help but feel jealous. Her two little brats had never been so well-behaved before.

She sat down beside her husband listlessly, thinking that he had done his best during this period, and could only sigh, "It seems that we are really not destined to have a daughter."

Magistrate Tao saw that his wife was really sad, so he suggested: "Why don't we go see a doctor?"

"I've seen all the famous doctors in the capital and taken a lot of medicine. Is there any good doctor here?" Mrs. Tao was not comforted at all.

Magistrate Tao pondered for a while, "Do you remember a rumor from the early years... At that time, there was a doctor named Yang in the Imperial Hospital. He was a disciple of the then Chief Doctor Zhai. Although he was young, he had made great achievements in medical skills. Several emergency prescriptions used in the palace now were developed by him at that time."

Madam Tao asked in confusion, "You're talking about something that happened during the time of old Doctor Zhai, right? It's been so many years, and you still remember it."

It feels even more regrettable.

Magistrate Tao continued, "Later, because the old imperial physician Zhai failed to save the former crown princess, he was almost killed by the former crown prince. It was the imperial physician Yang who blocked the sword with his hand and saved the old imperial physician Zhai's life. But two of the imperial physician Yang's fingers were also broken, and he could no longer take the pulse."

Mrs. Tao felt very sorry after hearing this, "So Doctor Yang left the Imperial Medical Bureau from now on?" No wonder she had never heard of this name.

"He did leave, but not because of this incident." Magistrate Tao sighed. "After his finger was cut off, although Imperial Doctor Yang could no longer treat patients for nobles, he could still develop prescriptions and study ancient books, and he still had a place in the Imperial Hospital."

"But later, the struggle between factions in the Imperial Hospital became fierce, and someone suggested that Dr. Zhai, who had the most disciples, should remove one. In order to save his son and another disciple, he let Dr. Yang leave."

Madam Tao took a breath and said, "Although this can maximize the benefits, it can also be regarded as repaying kindness with enmity. What the old doctor Zhai did was too unkind."

She asked again in confusion: "You have said so much, what exactly do you want to say?"

Thinking of her husband's never-missing actions, her eyes lit up, "Did you find that Imperial Doctor Yang?"

Then he said dejectedly: "But it's no use. I can't feel your pulse anymore."

"You still have your left hand. Besides, just because you can't feel a pulse doesn't mean you can't treat illnesses. There are always some amazing doctors who have abilities we can't imagine."

"Tsk, I don't know you. If you could really treat illnesses, you would have taken me there a long time ago. Why would you be talking nonsense here?"

Magistrate Tao said awkwardly: "Whether we can see it or not, we can find out by just asking."

Mrs. Tao followed his gaze and saw a child who had just finished class was squatting in front of a new plant she had planted. She stretched out her little finger and picked at it, and a few petals fell off.

She was so distressed that she quickly called the child over.

Ming Youyou didn't expect to be caught in the act, and said guiltily: "There was a bug on that flower, I wanted to help drive it away..."

"I think you are the biggest bug," Magistrate Tao patted her head unhappily, "I want to ask you, does your grandfather still treat patients?"

Mrs. Tao looked at her husband in confusion. What does that mean? It can't be such a coincidence.

Seeing Magistrate Tao nod slightly without looking away, she perked up. Yes, this child seemed to have said before that her grandfather's surname was Yang!

Thinking of the particularly useful facial creams in her family, Mrs. Yang began to look forward to Grandpa Yang's medical skills and her heart was filled with excitement.

But Ming Youyou's words made her feel disappointed again, "I can see it, but my grandpa never shows it to outsiders."

"why?"

"My mother said that my grandpa was hurt by someone," Ming Youyou scratched his head, "It seems that there was a patient who was dying, and other doctors refused to save him, but my grandpa was the only one willing to try, but he still couldn't be saved. Then the family members said that my grandpa had a disability in his hand and couldn't even take the pulse accurately, and that he must be a quack, and he also extorted a lot of money..."

The county magistrate and his wife understood that her grandfather's luck was really...

Mrs. Tao asked unwillingly, "Did your grandfather accept any apprentices?"

"I received it."

Seeing her puffing out her chest, Magistrate Tao asked suspiciously, "Could it be you?"

Ming Youyou nodded vigorously and said happily, "Yes, yes, he accepted me and my mother as his apprentices, but my mother hasn't learned as well as I have."

All right, that's all right, Mrs. Tao waved her hand and let the kids go play. If she was counting on this child to cure her illness, then she would forget about her daughter and wait for her granddaughter.

She asked her husband, "How did you find out the identity of Yang's grandfather? Was it because of the severed finger?"

Magistrate Tao nodded, "That's one aspect. Another aspect is Doctor Yang's attitude towards me."

He had met many elderly people in the countryside, whether they were the head of the neighborhood or the village chief, or Old Man Ming who had seen a lot of scenes when he was young as a bodyguard. They all treated him, the county magistrate, with great respect, and deep in their bones there was a fear of officials.

But Yang's grandfather was different. His respect was only on the surface, but he was distant and indifferent in his heart. This made him very curious and he felt that there was a story behind it.

After going back and looking through the documents on settlement recorded in the county government office, and talking to Old Man Ming, he vaguely recalled the events of his early years.

Seeing that his wife was not very happy, Magistrate Tao patiently explained to her, "Didn't I say that we don't treat outsiders? This means there is still hope."

"Why, you can turn yourself into a 'wife'?" Mrs. Tao rolled her eyes in annoyance and said worriedly, "Grandpa Yang's experience is really rough, I'm afraid it will not be easy to get over it."