Hearing this, Song Luo gradually put down the long sword in his hand, stared at Ye Jin who lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, and shouted: "Then why don't you say it?"
Ye Jin: “…”
"Maybe he's afraid of being guilty." Zhou Zhilu interrupted.
"Guilty?" Song Luo asked doubtfully.
Zhou Zhilu looked at Ye Jin with a complicated expression and said, "When a beam of light shines into the iron tower, the filth and dirt inside are revealed. Thus, this beam of light becomes guilty."
Ye Jin looked up at Zhou Zhilu in a daze.
Song Luo also understood and asked in confusion: "Could it be that the court will not care? I am a member of the royal family!"
"Then can you execute those officials and nobles?" Zhou Zhilu asked.
"I... I can tell my father and my brother!" Song Luo defended.
Ye Jin sighed and interrupted, "Your Highness...it's useless. It's been hundreds of years. If it were useful, it would have changed long ago."
"How could it be?" Song Luo was stunned.
Ye Jin said slowly: "Do you all know the purpose of this Saint Doctor Conference?"
"Isn't it just... to select a contemporary medical saint?" Song Luo asked puzzledly.
Ye Jin shook his head and said, "For the powerful, the Saint Doctor Conference is the best opportunity to promote their reputations and recruit a lot of talents.
"All participating clinics are also subordinate to them. Once they win first place in the Holy Doctor Conference, they will be awarded the title of Anshifang by the imperial court, becoming a clinic that the imperial court will focus on supporting the following year. They can also receive support funds from the imperial court. There is a lot of room for maneuver here.
“Most of the medical clinics nowadays are here for their masters, for this very purpose!
"The court doesn't want to intervene? Of course it does, but it can't! This is the conflict between the court and the powerful! There are too many of them. After hundreds of years of development, they can be found everywhere in the Song Dynasty. With the current Song Dynasty... it's impossible to intervene!"
"Even the medical clinics participating in the conference... including the royal ones!"
"What?!" Song Luo exclaimed, and couldn't help but stand there in a daze.
Ye Jin shook his head and said, "If Your Majesty is willing to take care of it, I will go through fire and water for Your Majesty without hesitation! If Your Majesty is unwilling to take care of it... I have an old mother and a wife and children. I am just a humble minister. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
After saying this, he knelt on the ground and remained silent.
Song Luo stood there holding his sword, speechless for a long time. Then he whispered, "Is this the only way? The so-called Saint Doctor Festival... is it just a joke to seek profit? Tomorrow, the emperor's eldest brother and fifth brother will be here. Then... I will ask them again."
After saying that, Song Luo turned and left.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhilu realized that she might want to be alone at this moment, so he didn't follow her.
Instead, he helped Ye Jin up and sighed, "It's understandable that children are afraid of the dark, but the real tragedy is when adults begin to fear the light."
Ye Jin opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything, only sighed.
Zhou Zhilu turned to look at Yu Qingkui and warned her, "Miss Yu, please keep today's events confidential and don't reveal them to anyone."
Yu Qingkui nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master Zhou. I understand."
…
The next day, the much-anticipated Holy Doctor Conference arrived as scheduled.
The huge square was crowded with people who came to watch the excitement.
In the center of the square, in front of the statue of the Holy Doctor, a high platform was built.
On one side of the platform, there is a pavilion where people from prominent families sit, sipping tea and enjoying the conference below.
Next to the table, smokeless wood was lit to keep warm.
At this moment, the statue of the Holy Doctor suddenly emitted a white light, and under the backdrop of the light, dozens of people walked out from behind the statue of the Holy Doctor.
"Please invite the contestants of this tournament to the stage. They are: Yuanxiao Clinic of the Xiao family in the capital, Xianji Clinic of the Lu family in the capital, and Shengxin Clinic of the Wu family in Jiangkang Prefecture..."
The order in which the medical clinics from all sides come on stage is also very particular. The first to come on stage is naturally the one with the most powerful family. Among them, the Yuanxiao Medical Clinic of the Xiao family was the winner of the Anshifang title last year.
As for Yuanming Medical Clinic where Song Luo worked, it was naturally ranked last.
When everyone had gone on stage, a golden light appeared on the top floor of the pavilion on the other side.
Everyone looked and saw a golden dragon shadow flying out from the golden light, soaring into the sky accompanied by a dragon roar.
When the light faded, a slightly plump middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties appeared in front of everyone.
However, this middle-aged man wore a jade crown with a dragon pearl on it, a bright yellow robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and dragons, and a brocade cloak, which looked very gorgeous and exquisite.
Beside him stood a tall and straight young man with a strong scholarly temperament. He was also wearing a bright yellow robe, but was relatively more reserved.
"Welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince." As the dignitaries and officials below bowed down, the people realized that these two were actually the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince.
On the ring, Song Luo, who was in disguise, curled his lips when he saw this scene, secretly complaining in his heart that his eldest brother was still so fond of showing off, and that his fifth brother was more graceful.
"Stand up." The prince's voice sounded heavy. "I came here, firstly, to see how many young medical talents there are this year who can contribute to the Great Song Dynasty, and secondly, to comfort the people here. This winter has been long and difficult. I heard that many people have suffered from the cold and fallen ill. I am deeply saddened."
Ye Jinze bowed and shouted, "Your Highness the Crown Prince cares deeply about the people. Heaven will surely be moved by this and end the cold winter as soon as possible. Moreover, this Saint Doctor's Day is held precisely to save the people. It is a manifestation of the Song Dynasty's love for the people."
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