Chapter 334: The Little Hill Chief Who Was Considered Stupid

The three doctors sitting against the wall looked at An Xin in confusion. How could he be so stupid? Is this cell a good place to cool off?

Of course I would quickly follow someone to save me. Who would want to be locked up here?

An Xin said truthfully: "I came in alone, when you go out, be careful with your steps and don't make any noise.

If anyone alarms the prefect's guards, then he will sacrifice himself and stay to lead those people away. We will thank you after we escape."

Several doctors in the cell: "…" Who is this person? They are sure he was not sent by the monkey to torture them.

So the few people who were worried about being left behind to distract the guards did not dare to express their surprise when they walked out of the prison and saw the guards who were knocked unconscious by An Xin.

They walked like young wives, cautiously following the leader to slip under the courtyard wall and hide behind An Xin in a remote corner. They didn't dare to breathe, for fear of being left behind as cannon fodder.

An Xin looked up at the high courtyard wall and felt that it was within his ability to carry a person over it silently.

So none of the five doctors were young.

You are wrong. General Liu is not a doctor. He jumped over on his own. There are four doctors left.

An Xin carried them over the courtyard wall without any gentleness, and they all glared at her, rubbing their old bones.

They were locked up in a dark cell for over a month and were only breathing their last breath. How could they endure such torture?

If they were not worried that their loud shouting would attract the guards from the prefect's mansion, they would really like to imitate Ma Jintao and become the Roaring Emperor.

One of the doctors said sullenly, "Are they here to save people, or are they here to murder people?"

"Or I'll take you back." An Xin said in a gangster tone.

The doctor immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking. The other two moved aside, obviously thinking that this man was ungrateful.

An Xin had just led his men out about ten steps when they saw Li Ziyu, Liu Boxing, and Zheng Xiaoling walking out from the night.

She raised her eyebrows, without any surprise on her face, obviously having guessed that they would follow.

Liu Boxing, who was called out by Li Ziyu to follow him, whispered in surprise, "Grandfather."

He didn't expect to see his school principal and his two grandfathers who ran away from home here, so he exclaimed in surprise.

"This is not a place to talk, let's leave first." Li Ziyu reminded calmly.

Just as An Xin and his companions hurriedly left, the prefect's guards heard the noise and ran out from the back door to check. Seeing that there was no one there, they thought it was just a drunkard passing by and did not take it too seriously.

On the way back, Li Ziyu talked to An Xin about another thing.

"I'm afraid Magistrate Fang is worried that after you sober up, you will regret letting him handle the disaster relief money while you are messing with the two maids who were watching you.

He took the note with your signature and seal and brought several officials who were present at the time, opened the boxes and checked that the relief money was correct, and then took it all away immediately. "

An Xin smiled. She guessed that Magistrate Fang hosted the banquet for them just for the disaster relief money, so she took advantage of the situation and pretended to be drunk and agreed to his request.

"But we asked him to sign and seal the document in person before letting him take the relief money away?"

Li Ziyu: "Yes, according to what you said, anyone who wants to receive this batch of disaster relief money must sign and seal before they can take it away."

"Then I, the head of the mountain, will be relieved." An Xin said quietly, "You guys go back first. Today's revenge will be avenged today."

"At the banquet, Prefect Fang arranged for that man to feed me tea tainted with the plague. I am going to make him happy for nothing today."

The others were shocked when they heard An Xin's words.

"You didn't drink, did you?" Doctor Su and General Liu asked with concern.

Doctor Su, who had just been disdainful of An Xin, now took An Xin's pulse without any delay.

"It's okay," An Xin said with a clear conscience, "I didn't drink it. Others drank it."

Doctor Su and Mr. Liu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's good."

The doctors following behind him reviewed their three views again.

Shouldn't we ask who drank the cup of tea that carried the plague?

Liu Boxing asked curiously, "How did you know that Grandfather and the others were arrested?"

Li Ziyu: "Don't you think that tiger skin looks familiar?"

"Ah!" After being reminded, Liu Boxing suddenly realized that he was indeed the dumbest among his fellow disciples.

Walking on the street, they had already left the prefectural government. An Xin turned around and said, "Why are you still following me? Don't you know you can go home by yourself? You're not a child who needs someone to carry you back home."

The three doctors blushed.

One of the elderly doctors came out. Perhaps he could tell from their conversation that An Xin was not an ordinary person, so he bowed and used a respectful title for women.

"Girl, can you take me in for a while?"

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With the light from the only lantern in Zheng Xiaoling's hand, the old doctor vaguely saw the doubt in An Xin's eyes.

So he explained: "The three of us are the only three people in Nanyang Prefecture who can diagnose that this epidemic can be alleviated and suppressed by drugs.

Except for the frail elderly and children, and adults with serious illnesses who will not die from the epidemic in about one or two months, doctors will not be allowed to die from the epidemic. "

When we reported this situation to the prefect, we were inexplicably detained for some unknown reason.

An Xin thought, what else could it be?

If people knew that even if they were infected with the disease, they would not die in a short period of time, there would be no great panic.

People from wealthy families are forced to spend all their money to treat diseases and buy expensive medicinal herbs just to stay alive.

Those who have no money will also think of using the last bit of money in their home to buy food, so that they can live a well-fed life before dying of illness.

In this way, no matter how expensive the medicinal materials and food are, people will rush to buy them.

This is what happened to the grain in the Nanyang Prefecture treasury. Prefect Fang colluded with several local big merchants who owned countless grain shops and resold it quietly without any profit.

An Xin could guess with his toes that in the granary of Nanyang Prefecture, probably only one tenth of the grain was left.

But it doesn’t matter. An Xin will soon ask those big merchants to replenish the grain that was dumped out.

No matter how stupid An Xin was, he knew that Prefect Fang and a few big merchants did not have the courage to delay reporting the epidemic in Nanyang Prefecture and resell medicinal materials and grains here.

An Xin knew even more clearly that the wealth they had amassed had probably long been secretly taken away by the person who controlled the situation.

Now the only ones she could exploit were the corrupt officials in Nanyang Prefecture and those big merchants who had lost their consciences.

She would not feel guilty at all if she used the money she squeezed out of them to help the victims.

An Xin finally accepted the three doctors, who were able to diagnose the same pulse as the imperial physician, showing that they were also very skilled in medicine.

Good doctors who can cure diseases and save lives are scarce in any dynasty. With the mentality of protecting rare species, An Xin placed them in the backyard of a teahouse in Nanyang City.

Because of the epidemic, no one goes to drink tea now, so the teahouse is closed, and it is relatively safe there.

(End of this chapter)