"Master Yuan, I'm sorry for bothering you." Wen Jiuxiao thanked Yuan Wenrui with her hands raised.

Early in the morning, Master Mu sent them to the magistrate's office. He grabbed a yamen servant and said, "These are the people from the government who were rescued by our Mu family in the mountains. They are here to find you, the prefect."

Then he threw the person away and ran away in a hurry, just like throwing a hot potato.

Qingfeng looked at his third master and couldn't help but wonder, had his face lost its charm? No, the ladies and ladies in Beijing were still thinking about him before leaving the capital.

That young shepherd master is also a young girl, right? Why is she so avoidant? Could it be that she is ------ blind?

Yuan Wenrui was extremely surprised when he heard the reply.

Someone from Beijing? Could it be someone from the Yuan family? But he didn’t receive the letter!

When they met, they looked at each other and saw strangeness in each other's eyes.

After another narration, Yuan Wenrui knew, "It turns out to be the third young master of Wu'anhou's house, Mr. Xiaowen. Yuan has long admired his name."

Yuan Wenrui was seven or eight years older than Wen Jiuxiao. When Yuan Wenrui was successful in his career, Wen Jiuxiao had not even entered the Imperial Academy. By the time Wen Jiuxiao won the first prize, Yuan Wenrui had been released from Beijing for many years.

Although they are both from Beijing, the two of them have no intersection. They are the kind of people who both know that there is such a person, but have never met or know each other.

Although Yuan Wenrui was working abroad, he paid a lot of attention to the capital. He was also a proud young man and was praised as having a promising future. But compared with Wen Jiuxiao, he felt that he was far behind.

He was promoted to prefect at the age of thirty, the fourth rank. He was also the fourth rank, and Master Xiaowen had already achieved this before he even lost his title.

Yuan Wenrui watched Wen Jiuxiao showing him his identity documents for verification, and he couldn't help but admire him, and he felt even more fond of him.

As an official of the imperial court, you should be cautious when doing things. You said that you are Master Xiaowen, the young minister of Dali Temple. What is the proof? Yuan Wenrui must have wanted to check his identity certificate. Master Xiaowen took the initiative to take it without him having to ask.

Come out and let him check it out.

Who wouldn't like a young man who is proud of himself and holds a high position, but without any hint of arrogance? He is so seasoned at such a young age, so it's no wonder he can reach a high position.

Yuan Wenrui inspected it and returned it to him, "It's your responsibility. Don't mind, Mr. Xiaowen."

"I'm causing trouble to Lord Yuan." Wen Jiuxiao handed over his hand again, "I have a sacred mandate and am seriously injured. I have to stay here for a while. I hope you can make it easier for me."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Mr. Xiaowen is so polite." We are officials in the same dynasty and are both from the capital, so if you can lend a helping hand, you will naturally do so. Besides, how can it be such a good thing to make Mr. Xiaowen owe a favor?

Looking for it?

Yuan Wenrui enthusiastically arranged a place for Wen Jiuxiao to stay, and treated him very well. He even lent him some help and did not do any prying eyes.

Wen Jiuxiao also thinks that Yuan Wenrui is a good person. It seems that he can get along with him so far. Xu is used to it in Dali Temple. No matter when he meets people or encounters things, he always questions first and does not make an immediate decision.

The doctor Yuan Wenrui found for Wen Jiuxiao was an elderly doctor with superb medical skills. He quickly removed the poison. After a few days of nursing, most of the external injuries on his body were cured. As for the internal injuries, he could only recover slowly.

When the old doctor came back for a follow-up consultation, he didn't find it strange. "In addition to your good health, it's also because the medicine is good. Is it Yu Ji's Hemostasis Powder?"

Wen Jiuxiao looked towards Yuan Wenrui, and Yuan Wenrui said: "Mr. Jiang has good eyesight, and it is Yu Ji's hemostasis powder."

The old doctor had a curly beard and said, "I have been practicing medicine for decades. When it comes to Zhixue Powder, Yu Ji's is the most effective."

Yuan Wenrui asked Yourong Yan, "Isn't that right? Thanks to Yu Ji, it has benefited us."

In his yamen, people often have to investigate and arrest criminals, and injuries are common. Ever since Mr. Yu prepared this hemostatic powder, it can save lives at critical moments.

Wen Jiuxiao was thoughtful, and after the old doctor left, he asked: "The hemostatic powder I have been using these days is the same as the one I used in Mujiazhai."

"I know." Yuan Wenrui didn't find it strange at all, "They are all the hemostatic powder invented by Yu Ji, Mujiazhai ------" He told the origin of Mujiazhai, "They are also the people of Daqing,

At first------she hid in the mountains, so much so that she had great distrust of the government and the imperial court.

"Later, Mr. Yu rescued half of them from the village. They trusted Mr. Yu and were gradually willing to come out and interact with others. The Mu Qing who sent you here, their young master, also had a job as a policeman in the Yamen.

.Their village is different from outside, women are in charge."

Speaking of this, he sighed and said, "As an official, you can teach others. As an official of the imperial court, Yuan is ashamed to see the people hiding in the mountains!"

He quickly changed his tone to a brisk tone, "It's also thanks to Mr. Yu that they are willing to contact the outside world. I believe that in the near future, they will also be willing to move outside."

"Dongjia Yu and Mr. Yu are the same person?" Wen Jiuxiao immediately grasped the key point.

"Yes! Mr. Yu is not only capable, but also a good person." Yuan Wenrui smiled with a smile on his face, and he seemed to admire this man very much. "There is no large piece of land in the mountains to grow crops, so Mr. Yu taught the people in Mujiazhai how to grow crops."

Grow medicinal materials and exchange them for food. Seeing that their village didn’t even have a serious doctor, they arranged for people in the village to come out and study medicine at the medical center.”

Wen Jiuxiao's eyes flashed, "Isn't that Doctor Wang very good at medical skills?"

"Doctor Wang's medical skills are very good, but he is not from Mujiazhai, but a doctor from Huichun Hall in the city. Every three months, he goes to the village for ten days of consultation, and the village uses medicinal materials in exchange. This is also the case for Mr. Yu

Prompted.”

Wen Jiuxiao nodded. Such a compassionate heart indeed deserves to be called Mr. "This Mr. Yu turns out to be a medicine shop owner."

Yuan Wenrui laughed, "No, she runs a flower shop, Yu Ji Flower Shop, and sells flowers."

Wen Jiuxiao was surprised, "The flower seller? Didn't you say he is worthy of Zhixue Powder?"

"It's really a flower shop, but it also sells Zhixue Powder, only Zhixue Powder. Oh, and occasionally Ma Fei Powder. Her version of Ma Fei Powder is as effective as Zhi Xue Powder, but it's very rare. Whether you can buy it depends on your luck.

It depends on whether Mr. Yu is in a good mood or not."

"How?" Wen Jiuxiao asked.

Yuan Wenrui said: "If someone comes to ask for help, if Mr. Yu is in a good mood, even if he is not, I can match you on the spot. If he is in a bad mood, then ------"

He spread his hands, and both of them understood what he meant.

Wen Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes, "This Mr. Yu is really ------" He thought about how to describe it.

"You are a maverick, right?" Yuan Wenrui took over the words without taking it seriously, "All capable people are like this."

Mr. Yu, the giant Buddha, lives in Ancheng, so Yuan Wenrui feels safe. Because Mr. Yu keeps a low profile, he never comes to disturb him easily.

He is hiding in the city, he understands!

But in private, he often warned his subordinates: There must be nothing going on in the Pomegranate Lane where Mr. Yu lives and the East Street where she has a shop. It is not enough to patrol eight times a day. If you encounter someone who is not discerning, cover up.

Take it away as soon as you start talking, and don't let anyone dance in front of Mr. Yu.

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, the people below knew what to do. After all, they were all on the top of the city that day, preparing to live or die with An City. They all saw Mr. Yu carrying a child behind him and holding a sword in his hand.

One sword cut through the sky and defended Ancheng.

At this time, Wen Jiuxiao had no idea that Mr. Yu was a woman, let alone the old friend he thought about day and night.
Chapter completed!