Seeing this, Bai Xi also stopped and nodded seriously, "Of course I take it seriously!"
Qing Chan was walking beside the two of them, so naturally he heard their conversation.
She couldn't help but look up towards the backyard. This was truly...what a coincidence!
The next morning, in the Jia Mansion, in the study.
Jia Wensheng sat at the desk, leaned his head back on the chair, and pinched his eyebrows with his hands.
After checking the study and secret room last night, he returned to his bedroom, but he tossed and turned all night long and couldn't sleep!
He just couldn't figure out how the rice warehouse full of rice by the river was stolen!
Who would believe it if Ding Zhixun hadn't embezzled the money?
Do you have to believe that the rice grew wings and flew away?
It's ridiculous!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Master Huang came in with a scroll in his hand and whispered:
"Sir, I'm from the south."
Upon hearing this, Jia Wensheng hurriedly stood up, reached out to take the scroll, and slowly unfolded it.
There was a letter tucked inside. It was called a letter, but it was just a piece of paper with a few numbers written on it:
"The Princess of Anping may not be truly dead!"
Just eight words, but Jia Wensheng's heart sank!
No wonder Liu Zuhe from Qingcheng County wanted to escape. It turned out that he reported false information!
I just don’t know where the county lady is now if she is not dead?
He unfolded the scroll and saw a portrait of a pretty and beautiful girl jumping out of the paper!
Although Jia Wensheng is over forty years old, he has always liked beautiful women. He has at least seventeen or eighteen beautiful concubines in his house!
But today, he stared at the stunning girl on the paper, and his usual romantic demeanor was completely different. His eyes were filled with ferocity, as if burning with a ball of fire!
He looked out the window and said coldly:
"In the past ten days, every young woman who came from the south has been found. Check!"
A voice immediately came from the window: "Yes!"
Upon seeing this, Master Huang wanted to roll up the scroll, but was stopped by Jia Wensheng.
He said coldly: "Hang it up!"
After Mr. Huang hung up the painting, he turned and walked to the desk and said, "There's a discovery in Heyan Village."
Upon hearing this, Jia Wensheng's face darkened and he asked, "What did you find out?"
Master Huang stroked his beard and said:
"Heyan Village is now sealed off. Aside from Ding Zhixun staying at our house, Old Master Ding is nowhere to be found. We are still missing two people!"
Jia Wensheng frowned and asked, "Oh? Who are those two people, and where are they now?"
Master Huang pointed outside and said, "The person has been captured and is outside the courtyard."
Upon hearing this, Jia Wensheng shouted, "Go and bring Ding Zhixun here!"
Outside the study, two men who looked like servants were kneeling on the ground in fear.
These two people were none other than the servants left behind by Ding Zhixun in Baifulou to monitor the miracle doctor!
Jia Wensheng stood with his hands behind his back, a murderous look in his eyes, and asked:
"What are you two doing in Baifulou? Where is your grandfather?"
Although the two men didn't know what had happened to their master, they knew something might have happened when they saw the prefect's expression!
They tilted their heads to look at each other and said in unison:
"Our master asked me to keep an eye on Baifu Building. He is treating patients on the second floor. Today is the second day."
Diagnosis?
Hearing this, Jia Wensheng was a little confused for a moment.
The old man left Heyan Village not to hide food, but to diagnose a disease?
Just at this moment, Ding Zhixun was escorted into the courtyard by two palace soldiers!
When the two servants saw this, they lowered their heads and shut their mouths!
Jia Wensheng looked at Ding Zhixun, who had suffered some physical pain, and sighed:
"Brother Zhixun, we are brothers, why would you lie to me like this? Seeing you like this makes me sad!"
As soon as Ding Zhixun entered the yard, he saw the two servants kneeling on the ground. He was secretly frightened and couldn't help asking:
"Sir, what have you done to my father? He was just here to see a doctor!"
Jia Wensheng lifted his robe, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and asked nonchalantly:
"You mean a medical consultation? Given your status and financial resources, which doctor wouldn't come to see Uncle Ding?
Do you still need to send the person out?"
Ding Zhixun knelt on the ground and explained:
"That young gentleman has excellent medical skills, but he has a strange personality and refuses to see patients in my home."
Seeing that Jia Wensheng didn't believe it at all, he said:
"That young master was recommended by the Gu family of Suzhou. His medical skills are far superior to Gu Anxu's. That's why I sent my old father out."
Suzhou Gu family?
The more Jia Wensheng listened, the more confused he became. Why was the Gu family involved in this?
If it was really recommended by the Gu family, that person's medical skills...
Before he could speak, he heard Master Huang beside him ask:
"Excuse me, Master Ding, how old is the young gentleman you are talking about? Is he a man or a woman?"
Jia Wensheng turned his head sharply to look at Master Huang beside him, and saw that he was also looking at him. Could that young master be...
His pupils suddenly shrank. This was truly a case of finding something without any effort after searching for it for a long time!
However, Ding Zhixun, who was kneeling below, said:
"That young gentleman is still young, less than twenty years old, and he is a man!"
man?
How could it be a man?
Jia Wensheng frowned and looked at Master Huang. Isn't that the person?
Mr. Huang's eyes darkened slightly, he leaned close to Jia Wensheng and whispered a few words, then turned and went into the study.
When he came out again, he had a painting in his hand.
He stretched out the painting and asked:
"Master Ding, take a look at the young man's facial features. Do they resemble the person in this painting?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Zhixun looked up and glanced at the portrait.
Just one glance and he was stunned on the spot. This...
Isn't this the woman I met on the street yesterday?
The stunning face beneath the veil is still fresh in his memory!
Jia Wensheng had been observing Ding Zhixun's facial expression from beginning to end, and naturally did not miss the hint of inquiry that flashed across his eyes.
His heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Is it her?"
Ding Zhixun came back to his senses and shook his head:
"That young gentleman and this woman have very different facial features. They don't bear any resemblance at all!"
Upon hearing this, Jia Wensheng smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground with a "bang" and shouted angrily:
"Why are you so stubborn? You must know that the person in this painting is the Princess of Anping, right?
When did you secretly collude with her?"
When Ding Zhixun heard this, his head buzzed. The woman in the painting was actually...
The rumored Princess Anping who had long since passed away?
He opened his mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
My old father is in the hands of that young miracle doctor, I must not act rashly!
Ding Zhixun let out a sigh and tried to calm himself down!
The Princess of Anping County and that young genius doctor seem to have many similarities?
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