Jiang Dazhui hurriedly hugged Jiang Pan and ran into the medical hall. "Doctor, doctor, look at my son." Jiang Dazhui shouted anxiously. An old man walked over, and Jiang Dazhui saw that this was not the doctor who saw his son last time?

"What happened to your son?" Obviously, the doctor also recognized Jiang Dazhu's father and son, so he asked curiously.

"My son was knocked unconscious by the flying gate."

"Where did you hit it?" The doctor asked. "Hit me in the chest." Jiang Dazhui glanced worriedly at the riverside in his arms.

"I'll take a look." As he spoke, the doctor stepped forward and looked carefully at the riverside. First put Jiangban flat on the bed, and then put his hand in front of Jiangban's face, and hesitated for a while. Jiang Dazhui saw this scene and thought of something bad, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The doctor still let go and gently broke open the eyes on the riverside, only to see that the pupils of both eyes were normal. I listened carefully to the rhythm of my breathing and the speed of my heartbeat, and found that my breathing was a little rapid, and my lips were a little purple. Then I checked the pulse of the riverside.

"This is a wound to the heart, fortunately it is not very serious, wait for the old man to give him acupuncture, take a few pairs of medicines, and recuperate for a period of time." After the doctor finished speaking, he took out the needle from the box behind him and slowly pierced it on the riverside. Jiang Dazhui looked at Jiang Pan's chest full of needles, and couldn't help but worry: "Doctor, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

Obviously, the doctor also knew what Jiang Dazhui was worried about, and turned around and said, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

Jiang Dazhui breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Only then did I take a closer look at the medical hall, saying that I was in a hurry when I came last time, and it was still a big night, and I didn't have time to take a closer look at the furnishings in the medical hall.

I saw a row of tall and long medicine cabinets on the right side of the entrance, and there were medicine boys grabbing medicine at this time. The area of the medical hall is not very large, and there are tables and chairs sitting at the entrance in front of the door, and there are five people waiting there at this time. There was a screen in the corner, and I thought it should be a place for patients who were inconvenient to show their faces. On the counter of the medicine grabber, there are bags of wrapped Chinese medicine, the incense burner on the table is exuding the smell of sandalwood, and there are two abacus and two medicine jars next to it. The place where Jiang Dazhui stood was on the right side of the medical hall, where there were many chairs, and a bamboo bed, which was the one lying on the riverside.

There is a doorway in the left corner, and a curtain is blocking it, so you can't see what's going on inside. But seeing the medicine boys coming in and out with medicine jars, and some of them taking medicinal herbs out and adding them to the medicine cabinet, Jiang Dazhui knew that the small courtyard inside was a place for boiling medicine and drying. There are also two apprentices in the medical hall, who are now helping the doctor to watch the doctor's technique, and the doctor is also explaining to them such symptoms and how to deal with them.

I saw an old lady with gray hair and crutches slowly walked over, came to the bamboo bed, looked at the riverside, and asked in a somewhat vague voice: "Is the child okay, why are you elders so careless." ”

"It's all my fault that I'm a father who is incompetent." Jiang Dazhui blamed himself. The old man on crutches sighed.

The doctor told the apprentice to grab the medicine, and then the medicine boy ran to the backyard with the Chinese medicine he had picked up. Those needles were still quietly inserted in front of the bare chest by the river, and the sledgehammer of the river in this cold day was afraid that the riverside would catch a cold, but he couldn't change his clothes. Jiang Dazhui saw that the old man on crutches had not left, so he asked, "Uncle, are you not feeling well?" ”

"What, what do you say?" The old man on crutches propped his hands on the crutches and leaned his ears over and said. Jiang Dazhui leaned close to the old man's ear on crutches and shouted, "Are you unwell? ”

The old man's figure is not as tall as Jiang Da Hammer, and he is already hunched over because of his age, but at this time, he tilted his head and squinted at Jiang Da Hammer, a bit like looking at a fool: "Isn't this nonsense, why did you come to the hospital if you are not sick." Jiang Dazhui looked embarrassed.

"Uncle, I'm asking you what's wrong?" Jiang Dazhui bent down again and shouted to the old man behind his ear. "Why are you shouting so loudly, I can hear you." The old man was dissatisfied.

Jiang Dazhui looked helpless. "I, it's just that my stomach is uncomfortable, and I can't get out of it." The old man on crutches said to himself that Jiang Dazhui had lost the desire to talk to him.

A fiery figure suddenly ran in at the door, and Jiang Da Hammer saw that it was the horse shopkeeper. "Shopkeeper, why are you here?" Jiang Dazhui stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"Let's take a look at what's going on on the riverside, how is it, it's okay, isn't it serious?" The shopkeeper looked at the doctor and shouted. At this time, the doctor was checking the pulse of an old man, looked at the shopkeeper and said, "It's not a big deal." "I brushed my goatee with a few of them. It's like thinking about something.

"It's okay, it's okay." The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his face. The shopkeeper was fat, and he really embarrassed him, and he was already sweating.

"It's okay shopkeeper, go back to work." Jiang Dazhui lowered his head and said. "It's closed today, and besides, Jiangban was injured because of me, and if I don't come to see it, I'll be poked in the back." When the shopkeeper heard that Jiang Dazhui asked him to go back, he immediately said angrily.

"Doctor, I'll pay for how much this medical treatment costs, and you can also prescribe him all the medicines." The shopkeeper shouted again. Jiang Dazhui suddenly said anxiously: "This... This.. How to do it, how can this cost your money, the horse shopkeeper can't do it. Jiang Dazhui wanted to say something, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"Listen to me, if you don't listen, I won't let you work in the restaurant." The horse shopkeeper threatened Jiang Da Hammer. Jiang Dazhui had no choice but to accept it.

In a courtyard in Jiangcheng, "Xuanshen envoy, we found that there are many strange faces in Fuze Restaurant, one of them seems to be the prince, and the people from Tianluo are also there." A man in black knelt on one knee, bowed his head and clasped his hands into fists, reporting what he had discovered today. What about the Jiang family's father and son? The lazy voice of the Xuan Shen came from the chaise longue.

Jiang Dazhui's son Jiang Pan didn't know why, he was unconscious, and he was carried by Jiang Dazhui and ran to the hospital. In addition, we found out that there was a fight in the Fukuzawa Restaurant. ”

"Oh?" The Mysterious Envoy stood up, and then asked, "Do you know who it is?" ”。“ I don't know. The kneeling man in black said.

"Do you know who they fought against?" The Xuan Shen Envoy asked. "I don't know." The voices have become quieter. The Xuan Shen Envoy sat on the chair, leaned forward slightly, took a deep breath, and continued to ask, "Then do you know the purpose of the visitor?" The kneeling black-clothed man's body had already begun to tremble, and he secretly glanced at the Xuan Shen Envoy sitting in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "No... I don't know. ”

"Good, good." The Xuan Shen Envoy gritted his teeth and kicked the man in black out, shouting angrily: "Then why don't you go and investigate, waiting for me to cook for you?" ”

Everyone in the courtyard didn't dare to gasp, and disappeared in an instant. The Xuan Shen Envoy had already stood up at this time, looked at the flying snow outside the pavilion, and said, "Someone." A black-clothed subordinate ran in from outside the door, carrying two iron rods behind his back, knelt down and said, "The divine envoy commands." ”。

"You go and help me keep an eye on Zongzheng Jiezhong, be careful, there are masters around him." The Mysterious God Envoy explained the task. "It's a mystic envoy." The man in black also disappeared in an instant.

The Occult Divine Envoy's intuition told him that something was going to happen. Looking at the gradually darkening sky, he muttered: "The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings." ”

On the main street of Jiangcheng, a carriage was moving slowly, and only three people in silver-white flying fish suits were following on horseback. Around the carriage, where people could not see it, or where passers-by were in a hurry on the road, they were careful to pay attention to the carriage. Zhou Siyan was assassinated just now, and the chief guard didn't dare to take it lightly, he protected Zhou Siyan openly and secretly, believing that as long as someone jumped out to block the carriage, he would be hacked to death immediately.

In the carriage, Zhou Siyan rarely sat in the same carriage as Zongzheng Festival. Zhou Siyan opened his mouth and said, "Lord Zongzheng, how did you know that father and son? ”

"I met by chance, why is the prince interested in this?" Zongzheng replied casually.

"Oh, really?" Zhou Siyan didn't believe it in his heart, this person in Zongzong Zhengjie was a ruthless person, this was the consensus of everyone in the imperial court. In fact, he is more like a mad dog, a mad dog cultivated by the emperor, if you bite someone, you don't want to escape. Zhou Siyan is also the first time to hear someone call someone a brother in the Zongzheng Festival, and he is also an ordinary person, does this commoner have a great background?

Zhou Siyan's heart was full of doubts at this time. Seeing that Zhou Siyan was silent, Zong Zhengjie also guessed that he was guessing about it, Zong Zhengjie squinted his eyes and said, "Lord Wang, who are you and I doing things for?" When Zhou Siyan heard this, he instantly interrupted his thinking, thinking to himself, "What do you mean by this?" Test me if I have two minds? If so, is that his own meaning or the emperor's meaning"

"Of course, it's for the emperor," Zhou Siyan said, and hugged his fists in the direction of the capital, showing his respect for the imperial power.

"Don't." Zong Zhengjie paused as he spoke, leaned into Zhou Siyan's ear and spit out softly: "Mistake! After speaking, he sat and closed his eyes to recuperate, regardless of what Zhou Siyan was thinking.

It was unusually quiet inside the carriage. The inside of the carriage was extremely luxurious, padded with thick animal fur, and Zhou Siyan was still wrapped in snow-white animal fur around his neck, and he was holding a stove in his hand. He was quietly looking at the incense burner in the carriage, thinking about the weight of the sentence just now in the Zongzheng Festival.

After a while, the carriage stopped at the gate of a courtyard not far from the Pushan Medicine Hall, and Zong Zhengjie got out of the carriage, turned around and bent down to bow, and said, "Thank you to the prince for sending his subordinates back, and send the prince back." ”

Zhou Siyan came out of the carriage window and said: "Everyone is working in the imperial court, there is no need to see outside, this king will go back first, and he will also deal with government affairs." Zhou Siyan, who was smiling, retracted his gaze, lowered the curtain, and the expression on his face immediately became indifferent.

Zong Zhengjie, who was standing at the door, watched Zhou Siyan go away until he disappeared around the corner of the alley. Zongzheng Jiezhong took the lead in the courtyard, looked at the snow all over the ground, Zongzheng Jiezhong paused for a while, and then hurried back to the room.

Shi Weiwei was still dealing with the affairs of the restaurant, and after the officers and soldiers disposed of the corpse, they called the middle-aged Liu Qingfeng.

"You need to go back to the yamen with the county order, so that the official can understand the details of this matter." Shi Weiwei looked at the middle-aged man dressed in wealth in front of him, and said in a slightly polite tone.

"Yes, yes, listen to the county order." Liu Qingfeng said with a smile, and then asked, "Lord County Commander, will I go by myself?" Can my wounded man go to the infirmary? My little girl doesn't know anything, and I'm afraid I'll scare her by bringing it over, so let her stay here. ”

"That's natural, if you're injured, go to the doctor first." Shi Weiwei said. Then Liu Qingfeng explained, followed Shi Weiwei out, and just arrived at the door and met the horse shopkeeper who came back. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Shixian Order, I'm tired." ”

"It's okay, it's the official's duty, but it's your store that has suffered a lot of losses, it's really the official's fault, there is no way to know that this gang of thieves has entered the city, and this rule will definitely be held accountable." Shi Weiwei said with an angry face. As a local county magistrate, it is still his responsibility to let the defense be so lax.

"Shopkeeper Ma, please take care of my little girl, I'll come back after a trip to the yamen." Liu Qingfeng spoke out on the side. "The guest officer just rest assured that such a situation will never happen again." The shopkeeper swore an oath. "Then thank the shopkeeper first." Liu Qingfeng arched his hand. Then follow Shi Weiwei back.

"Daddy, you don't want me anymore?" The little girl cried and chased out, hugging Liu Qingfeng's thighs, and her tearful appearance was pitiful. Liu Qingfeng looked at his second daughter and said distressedly: "Then what about it, my father just followed this adult to the yamen and came back in a while, Liu Yun and my good daughter are obedient, and I didn't listen to your Uncle Feng when I stayed here." ”

"Miss, come back." At this time, a strong man ran out of the restaurant and shouted. came to Liu Qingfeng and picked up the little girl. "Look at the young lady, or I'll ask you." Liu Qingfeng glared. "Don't worry, sir." The man surnamed Feng smiled innocently. "Go back, it's cold outside." Liu Qingfeng beckoned, turned around and followed Shi Weiwei and them.

"Uncle Pingxing, Daddy will be back in a while, right?" The little girl Liu Wan looked at Feng Pingxing innocently. Feng Pingxing said: "Yes, the master will come back in a while, let's go in and wait." Then he hugged Liu Wan and walked to the Fuze Restaurant.

Back in the room, Zong Zhengjie, who was closing the door, didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he said as if talking to himself: "Do you say that Jiang Dazhu's knife in the restaurant just now was subconsciously or deliberately?" After saying that, he clasped his hands around his chest, and walked back and forth in the room, thinking with his head down. The room was spotless, with a table, a painting, a bed, a cupboard, simple and cold.

"Do you think Jiang Da Hammer really knows martial arts?" Zongzheng is still talking to himself. Suddenly, a man in black wearing a black iron mask came out of the corner, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and his voice didn't fluctuate without any ups and downs: "Do you want me to go, is it him?" ”

"But what if? Isn't it a scare for a snake? Zong Zhengjie stopped and looked at the man in black and said.

"And what better way for you?" The man in black in the black iron mask said nonchalantly.

Zong Zhengjie was silent for a while and shouted, "Come on." "The man in black wearing a black iron mask disappeared in an instant." The sound of the wooden door turning and rubbing sounded, and a man with a thin face wearing the clothes of ordinary people came in, knelt down and hugged his fists and said, "My lord, please command." "Where are the Jiang family's father and son now?" Zongzheng asked in the middle of the festival. "My lord, the father and son of the Jiang family are still in the hospital hall at this time." The man replied respectfully.

"Got it, let's go down," Zong Zhengjie said expressionlessly. The subordinate walked out and closed the door.

"I need you to go to Jiang's house and carefully search for anything special about his house." Zong Zhengjie said with a serious expression.

"I don't understand, what do you suspect about him, he looks like a very ordinary person." The man in the black iron mask finally couldn't help but complain.

"I trust my instincts." Zongzheng said in the festival. The Black Iron Mask went out helplessly, quietly.

Zong Zhengjie sat down in the middle of the festival, and there were no candles in the dark room. He sighed and said, "I hope my instincts are correct." Then he shouted loudly: "Come, hold the lamp, prepare the bath water, the official will bathe." ”

At this time, it was snowing heavily in the courtyard, and the wind was blowing more rapidly.

It was already completely dark, and the needles in Jiangbian's chest had been removed, but there was no sign of waking up. Helplessly, Jiang Da Hammer could only forcibly pour the medicine into Jiangban. The doctor said: "It's not early, your son is fine, finish these medicines, remember to boil the medicine must be a small fire, and come back in a few days." "Okay doctor, how many taels of silver do you need?" Jiang Dazhui took it and asked. "No need, you shopkeepers have already paid." Then he sighed: "You have followed a good shopkeeper, you look at the current world, you want to cut the flesh and suck the blood on the people's bodies, and cherish it." The doctor patted Jiang Dazhui on the shoulder and turned to tidy up the counter.

"Thank you, doctor, let's go back first." Jiang Da Hammer walked out with Jiang Bang in his arms. "Whew" Jiang Da Hammer exhaled a long breath, the clothes on his body had already been wrapped in Jiangbian, tightened the only inner lining, and said loudly: "Go son, let's go home." Jiang Da Hammer ran up with the riverside, stepping on the snow, and the deep footprints stretched into the distance.

In the distance, two black-clothed people followed behind Jiang Dazhui silently, and behind the black-clothed men, two silver-white flying fish suited brocade guards followed.

When Jiang Dazhui passed by the Fuze Restaurant, he thought that he hadn't taken the boning knife yet, so he entered the restaurant with half of the door closed. The shopkeeper was directing the bloodstains inside the shopkeeper, and it was dark outside, and he saw a figure walking in and shouted: "Is the guest officer sharpening or staying in the store?" Then he greeted him with a smile. It's my sledgehammer, the shopkeeper. Jiang Dazhui smiled innocently.

"Sledgehammer, it's okay on the riverside." Only then did the shopkeeper see the person who came and asked with concern. "It's okay shopkeeper, don't you take him home." Jiang Dazhui hugged Jiang Pan and said. "Is there something going on here?" The shopkeeper wondered.

"I didn't have my boning knife." Jiang Dazhui said. "Ouch, who's going to want your broken knife here." The shopkeeper said with a smile. "The guy who eats has to wear it with him, that's the rule." Jiang Dazhui said embarrassedly.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you." The shopkeeper said helplessly. Then the shopkeeper came out with a knife and a big steamed bun, and said, "There are only steamed buns left, you can eat some, it's been a busy day today." ”。 Jiang Dazhui was not polite, took it and sat down, hugged Jiang Pan and ate, and said in his mouth: "Thank you, shopkeeper." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You're welcome, there are still after eating." ”

Another person walked in outside the door and patted the snow on his body. The shopkeeper walked up and found that it was Liu Qingfeng who had returned, and said, "The guest officer is back?" ”。 Liu Qingfeng found out that it was the horse shopkeeper. He politely arched his hand and said, "Just make some records, the little girl is okay." ”

"All is well." The shopkeeper replied in the affirmative. Liu Qingfeng sat down with peace of mind, and then complained: "This ghost weather, not only is it snowing, but it is also windy and rainy. ”

"Is it raining?" Jiang Dazhui ate steamed buns and turned his head to ask Liu Qingfeng. "No, it's not small, I'll go back to the room first, my clothes are soaked, go back and change my clothes, and the shopkeeper will send me something to eat later." Liu Qingfeng got up and said.

"Roar, that's embarrassing guest officer, only steamed buns are left. Do you want to spend the night? The shopkeeper laughed. OK, not picky. Liu Qingfeng said with a flat face, and then turned around and walked up.

Jiang Dazhui got up after eating and wanted to say goodbye, but was stopped by the shopkeeper: "You plan to go back like this?" What should I do if I don't get wet on the riverside and get infected with wind and cold? ”。“ But.." Jiang Dazhui was just about to speak, but was interrupted by the shopkeeper. "I'll arrange to live here tonight, don't think about it for you, but also believe it for the child." The shopkeeper said angrily.

Jiang Dazhui bent down and bowed: "It's troublesome." ”

"What are you doing as a crop Chinese to learn these Wen Zou Zou styles?" The shopkeeper complained and picked up the sledgehammer. Then he said, "So, you go to the guest room tonight and sleep." The shopkeeper said. Don't believe it, absolutely don't believe it, we're going to dirty the room. Jiang Dazhui refused. The shopkeeper still wanted to say that Jiang Dazhui had already spoken: "If the shopkeeper insists, then I will go back to everything." ”

The shopkeeper was silent for a while and said, "Then you live in the firewood room, there is a bed in it." "That's good, thank you." Jiang Dazhui grinned.

The black-clothed man in the black iron mask cautiously came to the periphery of Jiang Dazhu's house, looked around, and found that there was no one, so he jumped directly into the wall. There is a small courtyard kitchen, then a hall and two rooms.

The black-clad figure in the black iron mask carefully searched the room twice and found nothing suspicious. Then he turned around and went to the hall, but it was raining. The man in black in the black iron mask was about to go out in the rain, but suddenly found a book on the corner of the table, and the man in black who was curious was ready to pick it up and take a look.

Just then, a voice came out: "Put the book down." ”