Chapter Seventy-Three: The Conspiracy

The man surnamed Chen caught a glimpse of the old Taoist priest and Ji Rou'er who were surrounded by the group, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes showed a mocking look, and then he whispered a few words to Hao Dong and the others.

After discussion, the three of them came to the old Taoist priest and Ji Rou'er, and the shopkeeper Dong said with a sad face.

"I have known Lao Dao for a long time, and I also deeply admire Miss Ji's benevolence and benevolence, but after all, human life is at stake, and the amount of compensation is there... That's the lowest. ”

Shopkeeper Dong said and opened his five fingers to the two of them.

Fifty taels, it's okay.

The old Taoist priest let out a sigh of relief, and his expression relaxed.

Although fifty taels is also a lot of money for the old Taoist priest, he should be able to raise money to borrow it if he gives up an old face, and it is a big deal to quit drinking in the future and save the wine money to pay it back slowly.

"Five hundred taels!"

But in the next moment, the old Taoist priest was taken aback by the amount reported by the shopkeeper Dong.

"Five... Five... Five hundred taels? This... This... Even if I squeeze out my bones, I can't make up so much money. ”

"How much can the old Taoist priest take out now?"

Hao Dongjia asked.

The old Taoist priest reached into his arms and touched it for a while, and finally took out a copperplate and slapped it in the palm of Hao Dongjia's palm.

"That's all."

"Open your eyes and tell nonsense, what are you pretending to be there."

The man surnamed Chen pointed to the money bag hanging from the old Taoist priest's waist and shouted.

"This can't be moved, it's the money to buy medicine. And this money is not Lao Dao I am alone, it is made up by the big guys, Lao Dao I said it doesn't count. ”

The old Taoist priest hurriedly covered the money bag and said.

"People let you be cured, and they bought a fart medicine, bring it to you."

The man surnamed Chen ripped the money bag from the old Taoist priest's waist.

"Oops... It's not my money. ”

The old Taoist priest was in a hurry, and he pounced on it to snatch the money bag back, but was stopped by Hao Dong and the others.

"If you are in a hurry, I believe that others will not blame you."

"The total here is forty-six taels and seven dollars, I am not a person with a small belly and chicken intestines, so it is a whole number of forty-seven taels. That's four hundred... Four hundred..."

The man surnamed Chen crossed his fingers and couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Four hundred and fifty-three taels."

The shopkeeper Dong calculated for him.

"Ah yes, it's worthy of figuring out the abacus all day long, or the shopkeeper Dong calculates quickly and accurately."

The man surnamed Chen complimented the shopkeeper Dong with a hippie smile, and then turned to Ji Rouer and said with a cruel smile.

"Little Niangpi, there are still four hundred and fifty-three taels of silver left, or pay the money now, and the matter will be revealed. Either... Hehe, Lao Tzu will sell you to the kiln, and the silver sold will be refunded more and less will be compensated, hehehehehe. ”

"No, no, no... Don't... I'll figure out how to figure out the rest of the money, but can't... Oops! ”

The man surnamed Chen raised his foot and kicked at the old Taoist priest, scolding in his mouth.

"Old Bull's Nose Get out of the way!"

At the moment when the old Taoist priest was about to be kicked, Ji Rouer suddenly grabbed the old Taoist priest's arm and saw him pull to the side, just avoiding the soles of the man surnamed Chen.

But even if he wasn't kicked, the old Taoist priest was still frightened and screamed.

"The Chen family kid is so ignorant, why is he rude."

Hao Dongjia reprimanded the man surnamed Chen, then looked at Ji Rouer and the old Taoist priest, and said with a smile.

"Hao admires the righteous deeds of the two, so he is willing to pay this compensation for the two first, so as not to suffer from imprisonment for Miss Ji."

The old Taoist priest was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly knelt down to kowtow to him, but was supported by Hao Dongjia.

"But... More than 400 taels of silver is not a small amount, although Hao believes in the character of the two, but it is not good to take out the silver money in the vernacular, it is better to make a note. ”

"It's extreme, it's right."

The old Taoist priest nodded in agreement.

"Don't be impatient, Dong Mou interjected in a lot of things, and dared to ask Miss Ji and Dao Chang, how long will it take for the more than 400 taels of silver to be returned to Hao Dong's family?"

Shopkeeper Dong asked.

"This... This one... Old way, even if I smash the pot and sell iron, I will definitely pay it back as soon as possible. ”

"Count me in again."

Old Yang, who sells groceries, also squeezed over at this time and said.

"How long will it take to smash the pot and sell iron? A month or two months, or a year or two? ”

"This..."

The old Taoist priest and the old Yang Tou were a little dumbfounded, one was a fortune teller and the other was a grocery seller, and together they couldn't save ten taels of silver a year.

Does it take forty years to pay it off?

Will the two of them live to that age?

Seeing that the two of them looked embarrassed, the shopkeeper Dong smiled knowingly.

"They all eat on this street, and they don't look up all day long, and the two of you can earn a few copper plates a day, don't I know? But don't worry, I didn't mean to ridicule the two, I just thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. ”

"Oh, what's the idea?"

The old Taoist priest is now in a hurry to go to the doctor, and he just wants to get Ji Rouer out of this matter as soon as possible, so as not to affect her.

"Didn't Brother Hao mention a few days ago that there is a shortage of Lang Zhong in your pharmacy, is there a suitable candidate?"

"Alas, where is the right Langzhong so easy to find."

"Hehe, isn't there just one in front of you?"

Shopkeeper Dong pointed at Ji Rouer and smiled.

"Oh, look at my brain, I haven't turned this corner. What the shopkeeper Dong said is extreme, if Miss Ji is willing to condescend to come to our store for a consultation, let me calculate, sitting in Langzhong can receive twelve taels of silver per month, so it only means..."

Hao Dongjia patted his head and suddenly shouted, and then he counted with his fingers.

"Three years and two months."

The shopkeeper directly reported the specific time.

"Yes, yes, yes, it takes three years and two months to pay off the advance. Hey... No, people always have to eat and dress, if you remove all kinds of expenses..."

Hao Dongjia began to look up to the sky again, rolling his eyes and breaking his fingers to calculate.

At this time, Ji Rou'er, who had never spoken and spoke, suddenly smiled slightly and spoke.

"Shopkeeper Dong, Hao Dongjia, and this little brother Chen, the three of them seem to have been convinced that it was because the little woman prescribed the wrong prescription that caused the Chen family's aunt to be poisoned and died?"

"There are human and material evidence, and Xiao Niangpi still wants to deny it."

The man surnamed Chen shouted as he waved the prescription and the medicine bag.

"This prescription is not from the hand of the little woman, how can I deny it."

"Oh, guys! Ladies and gentlemen! Big guy, look at this shameless little girl, the evidence is conclusive! The evidence is conclusive! In this way, she even shamelessly denied it. ”

The man surnamed Chen yelled indignantly at the crowd of onlookers, and then pulled Hao Dong and the others again.

"It's not that I don't give face to the two people, it's really that this little girl is shameless. Since she is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. I don't want this compensation, report to the official, report to the official now! ”

"Don't be angry."

"Miss Ji, you are so ignorant, the matter is already clear and clear, no matter how much you deny it, you can't shirk the blame. You have to think clearly, once you enter the government and go to prison, your life will be ruined. ”

Hao Dong and the others comforted the man surnamed Chen while persuading Ji Rou'er.

"Miss Ji doesn't want to be rash, Lao Dao also thinks that this is already the best solution."

The old Taoist priest also persuaded on the side.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Rong Fei can be regarded as an old schemer, how can Ji Rouer be an easy person.

In ten years, under Rong Fei's words and deeds, Ji Rouer didn't dare to say that she had learned all of Rong Fei's skills, but there were always five or six points.

When the man surnamed Chen and his party put the straw mat wrapped in the corpse in front of them, Ji Rou'er, who had never experienced such a scene, was indeed a little confused.

But soon she calmed down and guessed that the man surnamed Chen was here to find trouble.

What is the condition of this Chen woman, Ji Rouer knows best in her heart, no matter what, it is impossible to die of illness only overnight.

Therefore, the death of Chen's wife must be different.

It's just that Ji Rouer was still a little suspicious at first, after all, it was the mother of the man surnamed Chen who died, and she didn't dare to believe it, and she didn't want to believe it.

When Hao Dong and the others appeared, Ji Rouer understood that it was a bureau set up by the two of them and a man surnamed Chen.

As for whether it is just the two Baokang Pharmacy and Jishi Medical Center, or other medical centers and pharmacies on the long street are involved, it is not yet known.

Although she had already noticed it, Ji Rouer still continued to observe quietly.

Free clinics for the poor only make these medical centers and pharmacies look a little unsightly, and they don't spend time setting up tricks to harm themselves, there must be other schemes.

It wasn't until the shopkeeper Dong said the way to pay off the debt with his body that Ji Rouer finally saw the truth.

It turned out that the two of them fought this idea.

Now that she has figured out what happened, Ji Rouer no longer remained silent and started to fight back.

"Then report to the official, and the twists and turns will be handed over to the Kyoto Prefecture for adjudication."

Ji Rou'er smiled and said.

There was an instant silence in the field, and everyone looked at Ji Rouer with incredible eyes, and they all thought in their hearts that this woman was crazy, how could she jump into the prison by herself.

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses and jumped to his feet.

"What nonsense, what kind of place is that in prison, if a woman like you is imprisoned, I'm afraid... I'm just afraid..."

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but think of an unsightly and tragic picture in his mind, and he shuddered. Then he suddenly grabbed Hao Dongjia's hand and said hurriedly.

"Hao Dongjia, Lao Dao, I have also gotten a bit of true inheritance with Miss Ji in the past few days, so it's better to let Lao Dao and I take Miss Ji to go. Lao Dao doesn't need 12 taels a month, only 6 taels... Ah no, no, no, the old way doesn't want money, the old way can work for Hao Dong's family until you die. But be kind, and give your money in advance. ”

"you, you old immortal, and don't look at yourself a few pounds and taels, phew!"

The man surnamed Chen pointed at the old Taoist priest and scolded.

Hao Dongjia silently withdrew the hand that was grabbed by Lao Dao and wiped it on his shirt.

"Dao Chief, don't worry, listen to me first."

Ji Rou'er really couldn't bear to see the old Taoist priest continue to be humiliated, so she pulled him back to her side, and then her eyes swept over the crowd of onlookers, and asked in a loud voice.

"Have you seen a doctor at the little woman's place in the last few days?"

There was a burst of chatter from the crowd, and then a few ragged men raised their hands.

"Can you take the prescription with you?"

Ji Rouer asked again.

"Brought it."

"Take it."

Several people took out the prescription one after another and replied.

Ji Rouer smiled and nodded at a few people, and then looked at the man surnamed Chen and Hao Dong, her eyes gradually becoming cold.

"All along, little women have a habit of prescribing."