"The case is solved?" Zhou Zhilu exclaimed.
Yun Li also explained with a puzzled look on his face, "The murderer was a fifth-rank sunset eagle. It's quite strange. Just two days ago, the newly appointed Minister of Rites, Lord Ye, was walking in the square with a group of dignitaries when he suddenly fell to the ground. Then a flower pot fell from the sky.
"But at that time, it could be said that all the dignitaries of Jiangkang Prefecture were in the square, surrounded by guards who were practically impenetrable. And then a flowerpot suddenly fell from the sky? Everyone's eyes were focused on the sky. Those with advanced cultivation flew directly into the sky, while others bent their bows and shot arrows, and then captured the Sunset Eagle.
"Later, the Sunset Eagle was quite straightforward. It said, 'Each demon has its own share of responsibility,' and directly admitted its actions."
Zhou Zhilu looked constipated after hearing this and couldn't help but complain: "What kind of monster is this? Doesn't he have a brain?"
Yun Li thought for a moment and explained, "I've heard a rumor that every year during major festivals, the demon tribe would send people to cause trouble. However, such actions are usually unreturnable, so the demons sent are those who have lost in internal struggles. The real elites will not come."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhilu sighed, "At this moment, I feel sorry for those two officials who died... What about the other case? The one with the Illusionary Silkworm!"
Yun Li shook his head. "This case is a bit strange. After interrogating Sunset Eagle, it was clear that he didn't know anything, but then he insisted that he was the one who did it... Anyway, in order to appease the people, the court is now announcing that all the cases have been solved and the murderer has been arrested."
Zhou Zhilu denied it, saying, "It can't be that simple. The Huanxin Silkworm case and the Wanghai County case were clearly the work of the same person. It's definitely not the work of Sunset Eagle."
"But for now we can only take it one step at a time." Yun Li said with a sigh.
Then the two of them went to see Ye Jin, the Minister of Rites.
After all, Ye Jin was sent by the imperial court and was the main person in charge of the Holy Doctor Festival in Jiangkang Prefecture. Naturally, he would be the main target of the demon clan.
And when the case was settled, Fu Ye Si's mission became to protect Ye Jin and prevent the demon tribe from attacking again.
Although Jiangkang Prefecture is not as prosperous as the capital, it is not far behind.
However, when Ye Jin, the Minister of Rites, arrived at the city gate, Zhou Zhilu saw countless refugees gathered at the city gate.
Simple straw huts were lined up outside the city, but they could not withstand the winter cold at all.
"What's going on? Why are they all gathered here?" Zhou Zhilu exclaimed when he saw this.
Ye Jin, the Minister of Rites, sighed and explained, "They are here to seek medicine and medical treatment. Every year on Saint Doctor's Day, major medical clinics will distribute medicine for free and provide medical treatment to the people. These are the people who are sick and cannot afford medical treatment."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhilu looked outside the city in shock: "Is it like this every year?"
"It's like this every year... Generally, the people who come here are elderly. If they die on the way, then so be it, it will reduce the burden on their families. If they can be cured here, that would be the best outcome."
Everyone was silent. Ye Jin waved his hand and said, "Let's go and take a look."
As he got closer, Zhou Zhilu saw that these refugees were not wearing thick clothes and were huddled in straw huts.
Fortunately, Jiangkang Prefecture sent people to distribute hot soup, so these people were able to survive.
"The skin is covered with scales, and the clothes are like sickles.
"Don't sniff when the air is cold, and don't pick up frozen blood with your fingers.
"The turbid wine boiled down my throat, and the corners of my mouth felt like they were biting with a pair of pliers.
"When you hold the chopsticks and eat, your fingers feel like skewers.
"The stove is not warm, but the burning charcoal is constantly added."
When Zhou Zhilu saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the poem and recited it softly.
Upon hearing this, Ye Jin sighed and said that this is exactly the true portrayal of the people in the severe cold.
At this time, a gentle and graceful voice came: "This young man is very talented."
Zhou Zhilu looked over gently, and saw a pure girl with long flowing hair walking towards him.
The woman's delicate oval face was slightly flushed by the cold wind, her nose was small and straight, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her eyes were like stars.
Over a simple white cotton coat, she wore a fluffy cloak to protect herself from the cold wind.
Zhou Zhilu responded, "I was just speaking from my heart. Besides, even the most talented people would be useless here... Miss, who is it?"
The woman bowed to everyone and said softly, "I am the owner of Yuanming Medical Clinic. My surname is Yu and my name is Qingkui."
Ye Jin suddenly realized, "You are from Yuanming Medical Clinic. I heard that there are some clinics in the city that provide free medical treatment in advance. Your Yuanming Medical Clinic is one of them. It's very good!"
Yu Qingkui nodded and said, "Master Ye, you are too kind. Our clinic is here to help the people. Every night, someone will die from this disease. Why do we have to wait until the same time to see a doctor?"
Ye Jin nodded and sighed, "That's how it should be, that's how it should be! But how many of these clinics today come to this Holy Doctor's Day to help the people? Those... well, forget it, let's not talk about it."
At this time, there was a noise coming from the side and everyone went over.
I saw a handsome man in a Taoist robe explaining the use of the talisman in his hand to the people around him with a helpless look on his face.
Meanwhile, a man clutched his stomach and tugged at the Taoist priest's arm, saying in agony, "I don't care. I have a terrible stomachache after using your talisman. You're a liar!"
When everyone heard this, they were immediately outraged that someone had the audacity to cheat on Saint Doctor's Day.
Seeing that the noise was getting louder and louder, Ye Jin quickly asked Zhou Zhilu and others to step forward to stop them.
The Taoist priest cried out in injustice: "I'm really not a liar. I'm a monk from Xuanqing Temple, how could I lie to you?!"
Zhou Zhilu, who was trying to dissuade the people, couldn't help but look back at the Taoist priest when he heard this.
This Taoist had a delicate appearance, narrow and long eyes, and did not look particularly outstanding, but he was actually a member of the Xuanqing Temple.
You should know that the Taoist sect in the world today is headed by the Xuanqing Temple in the capital, and walking in the Taoist sect means that this person is a signature figure among the younger generation of Taoist sects today.
However, the Taoist monk was now anxious and jumping, shouting, "How many times have I told you this? This is an external warming talisman, meant to be applied to clothes for warmth. You insist on taking it internally. How can you not get a stomachache?!"
Everyone was ashamed when they heard this...
Fortunately, Yu Qingkui from Yuanming Medical Clinic found a doctor and solved the problem.
The Taoist priest bowed to Zhou Zhilu and the others and said, "Thank you all for your help. I am Fusu, a Taoist priest. This time, my master has driven me down the mountain to travel. He said that if I don't make a name for myself, he won't let me return. Do you think there is such a master in the world? He won't listen to his disciples' ideas? He...
"It sounds like building a reputation is going to be troublesome, and I really don't want to do it. Then I heard that Jiangkang Prefecture was holding the Saint Doctor Festival, so I thought about coming here to have some fun, and then I ran into this. Just now, big brother, I've told you so many times..."
Zhou Zhilu and his companions only felt like a mosquito was buzzing in their ears, and they couldn't help but curse in their hearts: Why is this Taoist priest so nagging? No wonder his master drove him out!
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