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Chapter 160 Historical similarities

On the way back, Cui Hejin didn't mention what happened just now.

Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief.

She herself didn't know how to explain that she had just escaped from the wall of Chen's courtyard.

Besides, she seemed a little rude just now, but she couldn't let Cui Hejin know.

While walking eastward, I passed by a crowded place on the main street, and I could hear some passers-by discussing Jian Yunci.

If it were someone else, Jiang Zhiluo might not pay attention.

But they were discussing Jian Yunci.

"Have you heard that the county magistrate is back?"

"Is that the extremely knowledgeable Mr. Jian?"

"It's not him, but I heard that his return this time is very different."

"What a different approach."

"It's just different. Mr. Jian's right hand is disabled and he can't do any scientific examination at all. I heard that even going to the provincial government to find a miracle doctor was of no use."

"Isn't his body in good shape? His cloak is very thick when you see through it?"

"Who knows, I heard that I was thrown off the carriage that time, and I heard that I was trampled several times by horses. It's normal for my body to be weak. It's a pity that Magistrate Jian can't move up now."

"When Magistrate Jian first became an official, he offended the people above him. He was forced to serve as magistrate here for a long time and was never promoted. He thought his son was promising and could pass the exam, but he never thought that he would be like this again.

Kind of something."

"Not only that, Master Jian's engagement has also been annulled."

"His fiancée has a distinguished status. If she hadn't been interested in his future in studying and taking exams, she wouldn't have agreed. Seeing Mr. Jian like this, it would be normal for her to break off the engagement. But the Jian family has been hit hard, and she doesn't know.

Will the young master be devastated?"

"Then Miss Jian also divorced Renhe. If Mr. Jian is like this, the county magistrate and the magistrate's wife must go crazy."

"The county magistrate's wife sold her dowry shop..."



Jiang Zhiluo listened to these words and probably got some information.

If she didn't know Jian Yunyin, she wouldn't pay attention to this.

But Jian Yunyin helped her, and she came to the Yamen twice to handle matters, and everyone handled them quickly and efficiently for her.

Jian Yunyin and her father, Magistrate Jian, also handled the matter at the Song Ji Grain Store very well without fear of power.

So she will naturally pay some attention to it.

It's just a matter between the rich and powerful, and Jiang Zhiluo doesn't understand it either.

But she knew that Magistrate Jian was a good official and had a good reputation during his reign.

The people also had a good impression of him.

It is also because of the presence of County Magistrate Jian that the ordinary people here can not be oppressed by the powerful, and they can cultivate the fields and do some small business.

Cui Hejin saw Jiang Zhiluo suddenly feeling a little depressed. He couldn't help but reached out and touched her hair, and said warmly: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"No, I just remembered what my mother said. Now that the emperor of the Yun Kingdom is on the throne, it is not easy for students from poor families to get ahead in the scientific examinations."

"I heard there is talk of cheating."

I heard people discussing on the pier before, saying that powerful people bought the topic, leaked the topic, and paid others to make a fuss.

"And he also exiles you. That emperor is not a good emperor."

"I heard that he also killed Zhongliang."

Cui Hejin said softly: "Don't think too much, it will be fine."

Cui Hejin didn't want her to worry about this, he just wanted her to be happy.

"Yes, it will definitely be fine."

When Jiang Zhiluo thought about the internal fighting and fighting in her dream, she knew that there must be a prince, a leader of the rebellion, or a prince living among the people to overthrow the reigning emperor.

There are striking similarities across history.

When the two of them passed by the Xinglin Pavilion, the medical clinic was still in a dilapidated state and was half burned by the fire. Even if it took a while to repair it, it wouldn't be possible to repair it.

But after walking for a while, she saw a plaque with the name Xinglin Pavilion hanging on the door of a store.

Jiang Zhiluo's eyes lit up and she said, "Has the Xinglin Pavilion reopened its doors?"

She remembered Lin Zhuzhu saying that Xinglin Guan seemed to have found a new store to open a store.

With that said, Jiang Zhiluo walked inside, wanting to take a look.

But thinking that Cui Hejin was by her side, she reached out and gently pulled his sleeve.

Cui Hejin said warmly: "Let's go in and take a look first."

Jiang Zhiluo smiled softly. He could understand whatever she was thinking.

Then the two people entered the hospital.

However, the hospital still looked empty.

There are two medicine boys arranging shelves of medicinal materials.

When he saw Jiang Zhiluo, one of the medicine boys immediately recognized her and said in surprise: "It's Miss Jiang!"

Jiang Zhiluo remembered this medicine boy, who came to borrow the silver needle the night before.

This medicine boy usually works beside Dr. Qiu.

Doctor Qiu seems to be Zhuang Xinglin's confidant.

"Is the store going to be reopened?"

The medicine boy said: "Well, this is the instruction of our young master. In a few days, Dr. Qiu and the others will come to the store again for consultation. Let's sort out the medical center first."

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said, "Is your young master's family okay?"

"It's okay, thanks to Jiang..."

Just as he was about to speak, the medicine boy looked at Cui Hejin warily.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "It's okay, this is my husband."

The medicine boy then said: "Thanks to Miss Jiang that day, our young master's family was fine."

"But our young master's family won't let anyone talk about this matter, for fear of bringing danger to Miss Jiang."

Jiang Zhiluo also understood that Zhuang Xing'an was assassinated, and if anyone knew that she had saved Zhuang Xing'an, they would probably take action against her.

She is not afraid, but she also has relatives, so she will be worried.

Fortunately, Zhuang Xingan is a careful person.

"It's okay."

"Then can I buy medicinal materials again?"

The medicine boy said: "The medicine cabinets are all empty now. Our young master's family will mobilize medicines from other medical clinics. It will take three days anyway."

"By the way, is there any news about the medicinal materials I asked you to help me find out before?"

With the medicinal materials, she can cure Cui Hejin's body.

Although Cui Hejin doesn't cough much now, the occasional cough is still heart-wrenching.

Furthermore, she always felt that he was very sick and could not help but worry.

I can't help but secretly use the wood power to recuperate his body.

But this is not the solution either.

Only wood-type auxiliary medicines with supernatural powers can be effective.

The medicine boy shook his head and said: "Those two medicinal materials are extremely rare and hard to find. Our young master asked the people below to help find out. If there is any news, we will definitely tell Miss Jiang."

She is the benefactor of our young master's family and the Xinglin Pavilion. Everyone who knows the inside story is grateful to Miss Jiang.

It's just that the young master's family didn't want to make it public, so they didn't tell anyone.

Jiang Zhiluo said with some disappointment: "Well, I understand, please be more careful."

"Don't worry, Miss Jiang. Our young master has said that we must inquire more carefully about the medicinal materials that Miss Jiang needs."

The medicine boy was no stranger to Jiang Zhiluo, so he would say a few more words, "Who does Miss Jiang need such precious medicinal materials for?"

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Yeah."

"That must be someone important to Miss Jiang."
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