The old man was thrown to the ground, and he was terrified at what he saw, how could it be like this, he remembered that all the people in their village were infected with the plague, how could they all be healed at once.

"Impossible, impossible!" The old man shook his head frantically, muttered to himself, and said madly.

As he spoke, the old man got up tremblingly, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the village with a little eagerness, leaving the fat-headed and big-eared man standing in place and only wanting to curse.

"What are you doing here, chasing it!" Liang Quan, who was not angry, yelled at the catchers who followed behind him.

"A bunch of eight lambs!"

The old man staggered all the way home, and when he first arrived at the gate of the hospital, he saw that his youngest son, who had been seriously ill, had gotten out of bed and had the strength to do the heavy work of carrying water and chopping wood.

"Son??" The old father held on to the door, and the old tears called for his son.

The young man chopping wood looked up sweating profusely, and saw that it was an old father who had not seen him for a long time, and his hand holding the axe high was frozen in the air for a long time.

"Daddy!" The young man couldn't believe it, and slowly put down the axe in his hand, and the seven-foot man actually shed tears, stood up, and he ran over to hug his father, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Dad, where are you going these days?" The young man excitedly took the old man's hand and asked while crying.

I didn't expect to see my son again in my lifetime, and the old man was also speechless with excitement.

"You...... Don't you have the plague? How are you doing? ”

"I don't know, it's just ......"

"Bold!!" Before the young man could finish speaking, a large number of people rushed in, surrounded the small courtyard tightly, and Liang Quan, who was the leader, walked in with a stern expression surrounded by everyone.

"Bold Diao Min, didn't you say that your wife and children are terminally ill?" Liang Quan squinted his eyes and looked around, and finally stared at the old man with a fierce look.

"Dad, what's going on? Why did the officers and soldiers come to our house? The young man timidly looked at the meticulous officers and soldiers around him, and said in a trembling voice.

"Dr. Li!" Liang Quan looked at the young man with wide pupils, and suddenly shouted.

"Yes." The doctor understood what the man meant, and stepped forward to grab the young man's hand and check his pulse.

At this time, outside the small courtyard, some villagers passing by stopped outside the courtyard and watched what was happening inside.

The old man's gaze looked out, and the people who had been infected with the plague stood in front of him intact, and he could do nothing but open his mouth and eyes wide.

The doctor will prove that what he says is true!

……

After touching a stick of incense, the old man finally diagnosed the young man's pulse, "Back to my lord, the old man has carefully checked the young man's pulse, and judging from his pulse, he is not infected with the plague." ”

"Impossible!!" The old man looked incredulous and burst out.

"Not infected with the plague!?" This answer was like a bolt from the blue to the old man, who was excited that his son was not infected with the plague, but on the other hand, he could not believe the result.

"Damn! What else do you have to say? Liang Quan's face was pale, and it was because of this old man that he lost face in front of Xia Bingzhuo, leaving a bad impression, and even almost lost his black gauze hat.

"Come on, arrest this person who deceives the crowd with evil words, put him in prison, and wait for his fate!"

"No, this is obviously a plague, is it that you have the wrong pulse! You must have heard it wrong, you are in the number once, in the number once!! The old man rudely grabbed the man's wrist in front of the doctor.

The boy kept shaking his head and looked timidly at his father, who was almost crazy.

"How can an old man make a mistake by practicing medicine for decades!!" The doctor protested against the old man's questioning.

At this time, under Liang Quan's order, two tall and mighty men walked towards the old man and rudely set the old man up.

"What are you doing? Why do you want to arrest my father, you let go of my father! The boy grabbed the arms of the two men.

But as a man who catches heads, after all, he is well-trained, how could this young boy's strength twist the strength of two tall men, just three or two strokes, and the old man was dragged away.

The group came and left in a big way.

"Daddy......! Father! ”

…………

The farce ended, and when Jiang Wu came to the old man's house, there was only a depressed teenager sitting in the courtyard.

Jiang Wu raised his eyebrows and looked around, approaching the young man.

"What happened?"

The man looked at Jiang Wu with red eyes and said sadly, "They took my father away." ”

"You're his son?" Jiang Wu looked at the old man's son who was infected with the plague sitting here alive, and he also felt slightly incredible.

"Why did they arrest your father?"

"I ...... I do not know. The boy cried.

"Don't worry, tell me everything you know, and I'll help you rescue your father."

Listening to Jiang Wu's words, the young man looked at Jiang Wu with tears on his face, sniffed, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and nodded heavily.

………

Fuzhong, in the courtyard

Xia Bingzhuo leisurely leaned on the soft couch chair, admiring the wonderful dancing of the dancers in front of him, when he was thirsty, he tasted the fragrant tea on the side, and when he was hungry, he chose all kinds of pastries on the table.

"Your Excellency." At this time, Liang Quan, who came back from going out, walked up to Xia Bingzhuo like a pug.

Xia Bingzhuo enjoyed the dance music and didn't look at Liang Quan.

"How's it going?" Xia Bingzhuo suddenly opened his mouth lazily.

"My lord, the little one is here to report this to you."

"What did you find?"

"We were all deceived by the old man, we followed the old man to Fujijia Village, how can there be any plague, all of them are as spirited as a monkey, and the old man said that his son who had the plague, when we went, he was chopping wood, and the doctor also checked his pulse, saying that he was in good health."

Healthy?

Xia Bingzhuo straightened up all of a sudden, and came to his senses, the man looked at Liang Quan with blazing eyes, and said expectantly, "So, there is no plague in Fujimura?" ”

"There has never been a plague!" Liang Quan said confidently, almost patting his chest.

There is no plague!

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Hahaha! Listening to Liang Quan's answer, Xia Bingzhuo breathed a heavy sigh of relief, thinking about it, Xia Bingzhuo showed a smirk and slowly lay back on the couch.

"I'll just say? The emperor governs the world so diligently, how can there be such an unfortunate thing as the plague. ”

"But it's okay, the matter is cleared, and the official's task is completed."

Liang Quan looked at Xia Bingzhuo's appearance, and hurriedly added flatteringly, "Your Excellency has made a contribution to investigating the plague and returning to Beijing to restore your life, the emperor must be grateful to your lordship." ”

"Huh." Xia Bingzhuo laughed in a low voice, although Liang Quan's words were flattering to him, but he was still pleasant to listen to his words.

"Lord Liang, don't worry, when I return to Beijing to meet the saint, I will definitely speak for you in front of the saint, and I will be promoted to the knighthood, just around the corner."

When Liang Quan heard Xia Bingzhuo's words, he was so happy that he knelt down towards the man all of a sudden, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" ”

"Hahaha!" Xia Bingzhuo was happy and picked up the hot tea on the table.

At this time, the family walked in.

"My lord, is there someone outside asking to see you?"

"Who?" Xia Bingzhuo took a sip of tea slowly.

"He said... His name is Jiang Wu. ”

"Jiang Wu!! Ahem. Hearing this name, Xia Bingzhuo almost choked to death from the hot tea that was about to be swallowed.

"Who are you talking about? Jiang Wu!! Xia Bingzhuo stood up and stared at the family with wide pupils.

"Yes...... That's what he said. The family was confused by the man's violent reaction.

"Quick... Come in, what are you doing here? ”

"Yes...... Yes, yes. ”

Liang Quan looked puzzled, "My lord, who is this Jiang Wu, why is my lord ......?"

Xia Bingzhuo looked at the man, "What do you know, Jiang Wu is the young owner of Chishu Villa, what kind of place is Chishu Villa, it is the existence of the imperial court that is also afraid of three points." ”

"You...... Why don't you get out of here! Xia Bingzhuo pointed at this group of uninteresting dancing girls and scolded.

Liang Quan next to him had already stood in place like petrified, but his legs trembled when he heard the words Chihui Villa.

Red Evening Villa? Is it the legendary mysterious imperial capital full of rare stones? They are far away from the court, but they are famous in the court, the court wants to be attached to it, but they are afraid of it, in addition to the court, originally Nie He Qingyuan Xia clan can also compete with it, but in recent years, since the death of Master Xia, the Xia family has gradually declined, and now, it has become the dominant family of Chishu Villa, how can he Liang Quan He De be able to see the young owner of Chishu Villa.

While the two were in a hurry, a pretty man dressed in white walked towards them under the leadership of his family.

"The young owner is coming, and there is a loss of welcome, and there is a loss of welcome." Xia Bingzhuo smiled and greeted the man.

"You don't have to be polite, two adults." Jiang Wu quietly hooked the corners of his lips and said.

"Young farmer, please take a seat." Xia Bingzhuo was flattering, revealing his big yellow teeth.

"I don't know why the young owner came here today." As soon as Jiang Wu sat down, Xia Bingzhuo poured tea for Jiang Wu with his own hands.

"Hmm...... You two adults are seated first. Jiang Wu smiled gently.

………

"The two adults should know that the business of my Chishu Mountain Villa is all over the Beiyuan." Jiang Wu glanced at the two of them.

"That's natural, the family of Chicheng Mountain has a big business, and there are hundreds of assets in Longcheng alone, and most of the people in Longcheng can live in peace, all of which rely on the grace of Chiyang Villa." Different from the flattery of Xia Bingzhuo, Liang Quan's legs trembled in the face of Jiang Wu, and when this man appeared in his sight, the kingly aura that emanated from his body made him tremble.

"Jiang came here this time to discuss the problems of these shops with the two adults." Jiang Wu's tone was slightly mysterious.

Xia Bingzhuo and Liang Quan first glanced at each other, and then they both looked at Jiang Wu suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

Jiang Wu played a dumb riddle, and sighed slightly pretendedly, revealing a look of regret.

"What does this mean, young master?" The two were confused.

Jiang Wufeng's eyes wrinkled slightly, but the corners of his mouth flashed upward, and his tone was slightly helpless, "After my discussion with my father, we are going to close all the shops in Longcheng, and all employees will be dismissed." ”

What the! Close all shops!

Jiang Wu's words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Liang Quan.

The closure of all shops means that tens of thousands of people in Longcheng will be unemployed, and most of the trade economy will be cut off. In the past few decades, the reason why Longcheng has become the richest area in the North Abyss after Phoenix City, in addition to its superior geographical location, is mainly because the Chicheng Villa injects a large amount of money into the capital Longcheng every year, which has stimulated the economy of the entire Longcheng.

If the prosperity of Longcheng ceases to exist, then the first one to suffer will be his Liang Quan.