In wealthy families, carriages were always accompanied by drivers. After dropping off the young men and women at their destination, the drivers would drive the carriage to a wooden post, tie the reins, and then the young men and women would be free to move around.
The drivers had just arrived near the wooden stake and were fastening their reins in order.
Jiang San drove his carriage behind the Fang family's carriage, creating a slight gap, but not enough for other family carriages to cut in, maintaining a barely perceptible distance.
“Now is the time.” Wen Zhiyun pulled out a silver needle dipped in poison, aimed at the horse’s rump, and hurled it fiercely.
The ability to insert acupuncture needles accurately is a fundamental skill that all doctors must possess.
Although he was young, he had worked hard and his entire arm was covered in small holes, which took two years to disappear.
Now, even from a distance of five steps, one can accurately hit the target in a second.
The thin, soft silver needles were even thinner than a strand of hair. The horse didn't even feel the pain when they were first inserted. It wasn't until the tingling and itching spread that the horse neighed and reared up, showing signs of going berserk.
The coachman, who was about to tie the reins, was startled and fled in a panic.
"The timing is perfect." Wen Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief. "Now it's up to you, Jiang San."
"Don't worry, young master." Jiang San chuckled, pretending to be terrified as he steered his horse backward, but because he was too slow to react, he crashed into the Fang family's carriage.
The young men and women who were out enjoying the spring scenery in the distance heard a huge noise, followed by the neighing and screaming of horses.
The nearby coachmen saw the carriage shake, and a sickly young master was thrown out, rolling twice on the grass before falling still.
He was still holding a hot water bottle in his arms, and now it had spilled onto the ground. The hot water, meeting the cold air, created a white mist.
"Big brother!" Wen Zhiyun cried out shrilly, startling Chang Yan who was standing nearby.
I never expected someone so gentle and kind to have such a powerful acting ability.
It seems I was wasting my talents before.
"Young Master!" Jiang San cried out in pain, scrambling to jump off the carriage shaft. As he passed the Fang family's horse, he didn't forget to snatch the silver needles.
Seeing this, Changyan could only follow along, sobbing.
"Big brother, what's wrong?"
"Big brother, are you alright?"
"What kind of karma did we have? We were still sick from falling into the water last time, and now we've been thrown out again. Big brother, wake up, don't scare us."
The two young masters were crying so pitifully that it was impossible to ignore them.
Young men and women enjoying the spring outing gathered around, and when they recognized Xu Mo, the Qi Huai siblings, who were completely unaware of the situation, changed their expressions, while Zhao Yuan, whose buttocks had just been injured, was stunned.
They rushed over and helped Xu Mo up. Looking at his pale face and weak appearance, they were speechless for a long time.
"Why is Brother Xu here?" Qi Huai came to his senses and asked the first question.
Yes, why is a sick and weak person here?
Changyan rubbed his eyes and said softly, "Big brother has been cooped up for too long and wants to come out for a walk to see if he can get better."
With tears welling up in her eyes, Wen Zhiyun said, "We didn't even want to go out; we were just sitting in the car. Are we really going to be treated like this?"
How should we treat them?
Who treated it?
Almost everyone present was a fool; they immediately connected the dots to the rivalry between Xu Mo and the Fang family for the top scholar position. A few of the bolder ones even gave Fang Yuan a sidelong glance.
"Whose carriage is that!" Zhao Yuan was so agitated that he didn't even care about the difference in their social status. "Do we have to be so ruthless? Brother Xu is already so ill, can't we just kill him?"
It is well known that the carriages of large families all have their own unique symbols.
As the collision between the two vehicles caused a shockwave, Xu Mo was thrown out of the car, and the Fang family's logo also fell a short distance away.
Qi Yue, dressed in black, picked it up, examined it repeatedly in her palm for a moment, and finally threw it at everyone's feet.
The culprit is almost self-evident.
Although people dared not look down on the Fang family because of their status, private conversations were inevitable, and the various gazes were hard to bear.
Fang Yuan clenched his fist and after a long pause, he said, "This is all a misunderstanding. The Fang family will do its best to treat Young Master Xu."
"Treatment, can treatment make my elder brother recover before the imperial examination?" Wen Zhiyun raised his head, his fair face streaked with tears. "Is it Hua Tuo reborn, or Bian Que reincarnated, that can make my elder brother make it to the imperial examination in five days?"
Fang Yuan remained silent.
Recovery takes time; even the imperial physicians in the palace cannot make a patient full of energy again in five days.
But if the disease isn't cured, the Fang family will have to bear the blame squarely.
Fang Yuan took a deep breath. "Someone, take the Fang family token and go to the palace to invite the imperial physician. Make sure it's the best and the most senior one."
Turning to the crowd, he said, "No matter what, it was the Fang family's carriage that caused Young Master Xu's serious injuries. Please rest assured, the Fang family will do their best to take care of Young Master Xu until he recovers."
Whether you call him hypocritical or say he made amends afterward, at least he did something to silence the public's skepticism.
"As for the carriage collision incident, the Fang family will definitely give Young Master Xu an explanation." Fang Yuan's tone gradually turned cold and stern.
It seems like a serious investigation is in order.
Wiping away her tears, Wen Zhiyun stiffened slightly, somewhat at a loss.
Chang Yan patted the back of his hand, stood up and said, "We believe that Young Master Fang will give us an explanation, and we also believe that the culprit will be found no matter what."
He deliberately emphasized a few words, making it sound like he was thanking the Fang family, but actually he was pointing out that the Fang family was likely to find a scapegoat.
“But my elder brother is already so badly injured, we don’t feel comfortable leaving him with anyone else.” He changed his tone, regaining his composure. “Please, Young Master Fang, allow us brothers to return home and prepare for the imperial examination in five days.”
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