Official mail was centered in Beijing, radiating in all directions and reaching the border, with a post station every thirty miles.

There were more than 2,000 Tianqi post stations with a large number of staff. They were divided into three types: land post stations, water post stations, and water and land post stations. They were equipped with post horses, post boats, etc.

Even so, several fast horses were still killed before the news was delivered to the emperor before the court was dismissed.

Hearing that an earthquake had really occurred in Mobei, everyone in the court was surprised, and several ministers who advocated war turned pale and their legs trembled.

Before Sikong was released from the Ministry of Justice, they immediately switched sides and praised the emperor and Jiang Zhaorong for their foresight.

The emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief and issued an imperial decree that Jiang Wenjing, having made meritorious service in garrisoning the city, be allowed to return to the capital.

Jiang Zhaorong's heart finally settled down.

His young fish is indeed the lucky star of their prime minister's mansion!

…

In Qingfeng Pavilion, He Yanting was playing chess with Su Bai, but he was obviously absent-minded today, and was almost overturned by Su Bai several times.

"What's wrong? I've never seen you so distracted."

He Yanting opened his eyes and looked at him.

Su Bai smiled brightly: "Why, is it because of that Miss Jiang?"

He Yanting didn't answer. The door suddenly opened and a guard knelt in front of the screen. He reported through the screen, "Sir, news has come from the court. There was an earthquake in Mobei last night."

"knew."

The door closed again.

Su Bai opened his eyes wide in surprise. He knew the bet between He Yanting and Jiang Zhiyu, but to be honest, he never thought that Jiang Zhiyu had a chance of winning.

That was a natural disaster. How could a little girl predict it?!

Compared to him, He Yanting looked calm and composed. He was not hurried when he heard the news and placed the black piece on the chessboard.

"I won."

Su Bai was almost dying of anxiety. "Yes, yes, you win. No, you lose! Now that the Mobei earthquake is happening, do you really have to do what that little girl said and walk in front of people?"

He Yanting chuckled: "I'm the one who lost, but you seem to be more anxious than me."

Su Bai narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"Don't worry, those people can't touch me at all now. Has Prince Nan Gu woken up?"

Su Bai sighed: "You have made up your mind, I can't persuade you, anyway, you are more capable than me."

After complaining, he continued, "He woke up and was clamoring for an explanation, but was stopped by the emperor."

He Yanting chuckled, nodded, and stood up.

"Leaving?"

"Now that the betting is closed, I will naturally go and ask the winner to personally inspect her bet."

…

Jiang Zhiyu did not go to the general's mansion today. Upon hearing the news, Lu Daizong and Gao Yan prepared the carriage and went straight to the clinic.

Lu Daizong agreed too quickly that day, and only when he came to his senses did he realize that he had not agreed on a time with her, so he unilaterally decided on one.

When Jiang Zhiyu stopped going to the general's mansion, it meant that she had completed the treatment.

And that was the day when she fell into his palm!

I just didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

After about a cup of tea, the servant driving the car outside announced, "Master, we're here."

Lu Daizong couldn't wait to jump off the carriage, and Gao Yan followed closely behind.

In front of them, Jiang Zhiyu lazily stood by the door frame, waving his hands: "Hey, you're here."

Her expression was extremely relaxed, and she didn't seem to be worried about the bet at all.

Lu Daizong thought she was bluffing, his eyes full of mockery: "Miss Jiang, why didn't you go to the General's Mansion today? Could it be that He Yanting has been cured by you?"

He laughed loudly and exaggeratedly, and Gao Yan beside him also agreed with a smile: "Yes, yes, Miss Jiang's medical skills are unparalleled. This kind of minor injury should be easily cured!"

Although he was giving compliments, his tone was full of disdain. The crowd of onlookers gradually increased. Lu Daizong raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes filled with unconcealable covetousness and the confidence to win.

Jiang Zhiyu had already been swallowed up in his mind, and his voice unconsciously became frivolous: "Miss Jiang, please speak up. If you can cure it, then let everyone open their eyes. If you can't cure it..."

Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyes and said, "If it's not cured, what will you do?"

Lu Daizong laughed out loud, his eyes wandering over her: "If it's not cured, please ask Miss Jiang to move to Anle Marquis Mansion, and we can discuss medical skills together."

Anyone with ears can hear the intimacy in the tone.

Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

【How can there still be people who have such a short memory? 】

"Master Lu seems very confident that I will lose, but Master Lu's kidneys are severely overdrawn."

No man could tolerate this kind of provocation. Lu Daizong's eyes were filled with anger: "Miss Jiang, do you want to try?!"

Jiang Zhiyu's gaze lingered on him for a moment, and she sneered.

Lu Daizong's defense was broken in an instant.

He was indeed a little overwhelmed when doing that thing recently, but when he thought about getting Jiang Zhiyu in the future, he couldn't control himself and indulged himself a little.

"You!" Lu Daizong's eyes widened, and he laughed in anger: "No matter what, if He Yanting still can't stand up, you will be at my mercy!"

Everyone had heard of Lu Daizong's bad reputation and couldn't help but worry about Jiang Zhiyu.

The corners of Lu Daizong's lips curled up: "Since it's one day, I won't make it difficult for you. You say when to wait, and we will wait until then."

"No need." Jiang Zhiyu interrupted him: "I'm coming."

who? !

Song Daizong looked up and saw a man walking slowly down the street. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a tall and slender figure. He walked in the afterglow of the sunset, like a banished immortal.

Everyone recognized his face, it was He Yanting!

As he walked closer, gasps could be heard from the crowd. Song Daizong's jaw dropped in shock. How, how could this be possible?!

This place was surrounded by people, and everyone was sticking their heads out to look inside.

Gao Yan was also stunned, his mind went blank.

How is it possible?! The leg that the Imperial Hospital had spent years trying to cure was healed by a twelve-year-old girl?!

They didn't react until He Yanting walked in front of Jiang Zhiyu.

"Who dares to disrespect the miracle doctor?"

When he spoke, he exuded an air of majesty without even being angry. Lü Daizong had long since lost his previous arrogance, his lips trembling: "How...how is this possible!"

The onlookers whispered.

"As expected of someone who dares to open a clinic like this, with such skills, he's no less capable than a miracle doctor."

"Who wouldn't say that? I heard that Master He's leg was so bad that more than a dozen imperial doctors tried to heal it, but they couldn't."

"Is it so magical?! Then I'm saved!"

“…”

He Yanting looked at Lu Daizong with a cold gaze: "Master Lu, I am standing right in front of you. What is impossible? Or do you want to break the contract and refuse to recognize this bet?"

Of course, Lu Daizong couldn't say this in front of so many people.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course not. Master He is overthinking it."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled brightly: "Mr. Lu, please come in."