Chapter 19 Her Writing
"how so!?"
Ye Yunfeng opened his eyes wide when he got the news, unable to believe it.
"The evidence is irrefutable, and so many people can testify! How could he be able to walk out of the government office with a clean record?!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he turned around and was about to walk out.
Ye Chutang stopped him and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Ye Yunfeng clenched his fists: "I'm going to the government office to find out!"
Ye Chutang said calmly: "He walked out of the government office openly today. What can you find out if you ask him now?"
Wouldn't that be asking the people in the yamen to slap themselves in the face?
"Can--"
Ye Yunfeng felt a breath stuck in his chest, neither going up nor down, and he felt very suffocated.
While tidying up the medicine cabinet, Ye Chutang said, "The Cao family is a tyrant in Jiangling. We are a small family that cannot deal with them."
After the initial surprise, Ye Chutang quickly figured out the key here - Cao Deping's cousin is the wife of the current Jiangling County Magistrate.
Although she was called a lady, she was actually just a concubine. The original wife of County Magistrate Yang had passed away several years ago, and since then this concubine has been the head of the household.
Hearing that she was very favored, County Magistrate Yang was quite interested in promoting her as his official wife, but because she came from a merchant family, he had many concerns and kept delaying it.
Except for the lack of that title, this concubine received all the treatment of a proper county magistrate's wife.
As long as she whispers a few words, is there any doubt that she won't be able to help her cousin?
Ye Jingyan frowned: "But those are three lives, and they just let it go like that?"
The corners of Ye Chutang's lips curved up, but his dark and gentle eyes were cold.
She said calmly, "Human life? It's nothing but grass. How much can it be worth?"
In this world, this is the least worth mentioning thing.
The three masked men were all gamblers who owed gambling debts to Cao Chengwen, so they were bribed by him to do this life-threatening thing.
Now that the three people are dead, Cao Chengwen can get away with it by making up a story. No one will pursue the matter anyway.
Even if someone wants to find out the truth, it will be easily covered up by power and profit, covering up all traces.
Ye Jingyan listened to her words and was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Ye Yunfeng was still furious: "But even if that's the case, what about Cao Chengwu? He was killed by Cao Chengwen! It's a done deal! How can the case be overturned?"
The scene in which Zhou made a scene at the government gate that day and pointed out Cao Chengwen in public is still talked about by many people. How come the wind direction changed completely in just three days?
Ye Chutang opened a medicine cabinet, and it was still empty.
Ever since all the major drug stores refused to sell her medicinal materials, the clinic's stock has been decreasing rapidly, and now it is almost impossible to put together a complete set of prescriptions.
She closed the medicine cabinet, turned around, picked up the pen, wrote down the necessary herbs one by one, and then blew them dry gently.
"It's true that Zhou has testimony, but it's futile if you can't produce evidence." Ye Chutang folded the paper neatly and told Ye Jingyan, "Ah Yan, go write a notice saying that from today on, Ye's Clinic will only see patients and not prescribe medicine."
Ye Jingyan felt uncomfortable, but he had to do it, "Okay, I'll go now."
Ye Chutang called Ye Yunfeng again: "It just so happens that this medicine cabinet is almost empty. You can find time to tidy it up later."
Ye Yunfeng responded sullenly: "Oh."
Ye Chutang planned to wait and see.
She actually wanted to see what other tricks Boss Cao had.
Although Ye Yunfeng had a strong temper, he listened to her very much and agreed with gritted teeth when he heard her.
Ye Chutang gave the prescription to Lian Zhou.
"The clinic is running low on herbs. I'm afraid you'll have to go get some from the pharmacy. I can boil it for you when you get it back."
Lian Zhou took the prescription back to his room with mixed feelings.
"I didn't expect that the Cao family is so resourceful. Doctor Ye is probably in a difficult situation now."
Opening a clinic but being unable to buy medicinal materials, isn't that destroying one's livelihood?
Even if she can still see patients now, it is clear that the Cao family will not give up. If they put more pressure on her, her whole family will probably...
Shen Yanchuan's eyes fell on the prescription and he raised his hand.
Lian Zhou immediately handed over the prescription. Seeing that his master was staring at it for a long time, he asked curiously, "What's wrong, master? Is there something wrong with this prescription?"
Chen Yanchuan said: "The handwriting is good."
Lian Zhou also took a look.
It was a very beautiful handwriting of small calligraphy with hairpin flowers, delicate and graceful.
He nodded and was about to say that the handwriting reflects the person, but then he thought about that night a few days ago and felt that this statement seemed inappropriate.
Doctor Ye seems... different from other women.
However, even if the handwriting is very good, it is not worth the master's attention, right?
After all, the master's handwriting is hard to come by in the whole capital. Although Doctor Ye's handwriting is not bad, compared with the master's, it seems too rigid and restrained, and lacks vitality.
Chen Yanchuan said: "The paper and ink are even better."
Um?
Lian Zhou became even more confused.
"Isn't this just ordinary Su Nan Xuan paper and soot ink?"
This thing can be seen everywhere, and it doesn't seem to be anything special.
Shen Yanchuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and a playful smile seemed to appear on his lips.
"These two things are indeed very common, but it is not common to see them together. This soot ink is produced in Yecheng, and has a very light pine scent. It is thousands of miles away from here, and the price will be several times higher when transported here. Jiang Ling uses the most ordinary pine soot ink, which is relatively cheap and easy to use, but she just doesn't choose it."
Lian Zhou hesitated for a moment: "Maybe...she just likes this soot ink?"
This is not a rare thing. Many people do pay special attention to their pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
Shen Yanchuan laughed, put the paper aside, and tapped twice with his slender jade-like fingers.
"The last time I saw paper and ink like this was at Xu Fengchi's residence."
Lian Zhou was startled and almost thought he had heard it wrong.
"You mean, the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate—Mr. Xu!?"
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There were not many patients visiting the doctor that day, and Ye Chutang had some free time, so he silently read "On the Six Kingdoms" in his room.
Xiaowu was lying on his stomach opposite the table, his chubby little face supported by his two little hands, watching intently.
Although she was only four years old, she could basically understand the words on it.
Although she couldn't quite understand the content, it didn't matter. Ye Chutang would occasionally pick an interesting story to tell her.
By the time I finished writing, two hours had passed.
Ye Chutang moved his sore wrist.
This is not a solution. Although she can get a lot of books for Ayan to read, it is still not enough.
What's more, their teacher...
Dengdengdeng!
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside. Ye Chutang looked up and saw Ye Yunfeng running in hurriedly.
"Sister! It's bad! They are going to close our clinic!"
(End of this chapter)
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