Old Li, who sells tofu pudding on West Street, had his donkey used for grinding grain stolen. Anyone who provides clues can receive an egg.
A boy went missing from Lvpingxuan. A portrait of the missing boy is shown on the left.
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Shen Qiyin looked over and saw no notices about the bandits.
She couldn't help but have some doubts.
Judging from the timeline, the bandits were captured in the last two days, but why is there no news at all?
After leaving the gate of the Jingzhao Prefecture, Ren Dong went to the music hall, while Shen Qiyin went to the Guangren Hall.
Dazhuang was also there.
She changed into a light outfit with fitted sleeves, slung her medicine box over her shoulder, and prepared to go to Qiying Pavilion.
Dazhuang suddenly stopped her: "Did you give this to me?"
In his hand was the bottle of wound medicine that Shen Qiyin had left him yesterday.
She nodded: "How do you feel?"
Da Zhuang honestly replied, "I didn't feel anything."
"You're useless?"
"Um."
"Why?" Shen Qiyin found it strange and unusually explained, "Don't be fooled by the broken bottle; the medicine inside is very valuable."
This is her secret recipe, one that even her master doesn't know.
Dazhuang handed her the medicine and said, "You've misunderstood, I'm not injured."
"The blood on my body is someone else's."
Shen Qiyin said "Oh," took the medicine and put it away, without asking why he had other people's blood on him.
As she walked out of the clinic, she looked relaxed, whether from the joy of having recovered the precious wound medicine or for some other reason was unknown.
Upon arriving at Qiying Pavilion, she went directly to the place where Qianxing was recuperating, only to discover that the old woman who used to take care of Qianxing had turned into four charming young women.
All four of them wore double buns, dressed as maids.
However, the lotus-colored tulle skirt she was wearing was quite valuable, even better than the one worn by Miss Shen Qiyin.
When the four men saw her enter, they curtsied to her and said in unison, "Greetings, Divine Physician."
"...You're too kind, just call me Er Ya."
"Okay, Dr. Er Ya."
"..." He and Chunsheng have the same thought process.
While changing Qianxing's dressing, Shen Qiyin couldn't help but wonder if these maids were not the kind of rough men like Xiong Lu could manage. Could it be Xiao Yan?
After changing the dressing, before leaving, Shen Qiyin glanced at the room piled high with nourishing items and instructed the four people, "Don't give her these things for now."
"Yes," one of the older ones replied, "But... could we ask the divine physician for clarification?"
"She is too weak right now, and suddenly taking tonics would be too much for her."
Just like a person who has been ill for a long time, when they first recover, they should mainly eat light porridge and side dishes, and not eat large, pungent, fishy foods.
Shen Xiyin: "I will tell you when she is able to replenish her strength."
"Thank you, miracle doctor."
With a slight nod, Shen Qiyin turned and left.
When she reached the main courtyard of Qiying Pavilion, she saw Xiong Lu and another Thousand Eagle Guard carrying a stone-carved pool past. She glanced at them casually and stopped in her tracks.
There, a group of small turtles were lying peacefully in the pond.
Xiong Lu initially wanted to pretend he hadn't seen her, but his companion greeted her first, so he couldn't pretend to be blind. He said somewhat awkwardly, "The miracle doctor is leaving already?"
“This is…” she pointed to the pool of turtles, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Oh, this is a birthday gift for our master."
"..."
No, she doesn't quite understand. Although there's a saying "a tortoise lives for a thousand years and a turtle for ten thousand," is it really appropriate to give someone this as a birthday gift?
Xiong Lu seemed to notice her surprise and explained, "The divine doctor doesn't know, but that fellow Feng Liu told us mysteriously a couple of days ago that the master likes turtles."
"As you know, he's always by the adults' side, so what he says must be true!"
"So the brothers pooled their money and bought ten."
Chen Qiyin's gaze sharpened slightly: "How many?"
"Ten of them."
Shen Qiyin was somewhat sensitive to this number, but didn't think much of it.
Instead, something else caught her attention: "You said... this is a congratulatory gift for Lord Xiao?"
"I wonder what his birthday is?"
"It's today."
This was somewhat unexpected for Shen Qiyin.
After a moment's thought, she made up her mind and asked, "Is he here now?"
The bear-deer replied, "Yes."
Thank you.
After saying that, Shen Qiyin went to find Xiao Yan.
No one stopped them along the way.
Firstly, the fact that she was able to enter Qiying Pavilion meant that they had already thoroughly investigated the background of the Shen family for three generations.
Secondly, if she could still cause trouble in this place full of Thousand Eagle Guards, then there would be no need for the Eagle Pavilion to exist.
Feng Liu said that Xiao Yan was in the dungeon at the moment, and he actually took her there directly.
Seeing his slightly excited expression, Shen Qiyin was unusually confused.
Yesterday, he looked so bitter and resentful when he saw me. How come he has changed his attitude today?
Tsk, a man's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
As they continued on their way, Shen Qiyin saw that the dungeon was built beneath the tallest building of Qiying Pavilion, with a total of seventeen floors.
The ground floor has eight floors; half is used for filing case files, and the other half is used to house prisoners awaiting investigation.
Shen Cang had been imprisoned here before.
There are nine levels below, where death row inmates are imprisoned. In the center of the main hall, there is a U-shaped staircase, and the central open space is dark and you can't see the bottom at a glance.
Contrary to Shen Qiyin's expectations of cramped and filthy conditions, the walls and floor of the cell were made of white marble, spotless, and glowed with a cold, eerie light under the candlelight.
The dungeon was filled with prisoners, yet there wasn't a single cry for help or plea for mercy; it was so quiet it was almost deathly still.
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