After Jiang Fang drank the medicine brought by Duan Jiu, he was about to get out of bed to take a look at Changsheng, but Duan Jiu said: "You are the one who was bled, he is not seriously injured."
Jiang Fang said: "Of course I know, but this village is really weird. I want to find out why. There must be some secrets in Changsheng."
Duan Jiu couldn't resist Jiang Fang, so he went with her to meet Changsheng. At this time, Changsheng had woken up. Looking at the familiar house, he seemed unable to remember what happened last night.
After seeing Jiang Fang, Changsheng asked: "Sister Fairy, why do these people appear in my house? Where is my father? Has he not come back yet?"
Duan Jiu heard Chang Sheng calling Jiang Fang fairy sister, and the serious expression on his face seemed a little unbearable. Jiang Fang didn't care at all. The word "fairy" was incompatible with him.
Changsheng's memory seems to be a little confused. He clearly knows that his father has been imprisoned behind the ancestral hall, right? Why would he suddenly ask himself why his father hasn't come back yet?
But he seemed to remember himself again, as if he had just selectively forgotten some painful memories that he was unwilling to admit.
Jiang Fang pulled Changsheng and asked: "Changsheng, what happened last night? Do you still remember what happened to you at night?"
Changsheng held his head and said: "I was sleeping in the house last night. What time is it now? Did I sleep for too long? Dad will tell me every time I sleep for too long."
It seems that Changsheng has no memory of what happened yesterday. Changsheng seemed to have been in a coma yesterday. How many doses of drugs were given to him in this village?
Maybe I just didn't expect Chang Sheng to wake up, so I didn't pay much attention to the dosage. But giving Chang Sheng the medicine was to protect him and prevent him from knowing that death would be too painful.
Jiang Fang sighed. In this village, there are some who are humane, but cruel, and they have the heart to sacrifice a child who knows nothing.
Since he couldn't get any useful information from Changsheng, Jiang Fang said to Duan Jiu: "I suspect that there is an epidemic in this village. Please inform me and ask the nearby county government to send more people.
I stopped by to purchase some anti-epidemic items, I think they may come in handy, but I need to go to the back to check on the patients later."
Duan Jiu pulled Jiang Fang and said, "You just experienced such a risk yesterday, and you are going to take risks as soon as you wake up today. You said it might be an epidemic, so if you go like this, wouldn't it be even more risky?"
Jiang Fang can't say that he can use weapon spirits to smuggle things, and ancient epidemic prevention tools are actually not very effective.
But since Duan Jiu said so, he had to wait until Duan Jiu sent someone to buy the things back before taking action. So Jiang Fang found a pen and paper and wrote a prescription.
"By the way, I bought some medicinal materials and fumigated the village to prevent the disease from spreading further. Now I want to go to the ancestral hall of this village. You can bring the village chief."
Duan Jiu nodded, turned around and ordered off. On the way to the ancestral hall, Jiang Fang asked: "Were you injured after you were caught on the mountain?"
Jiang Fang shrugged: "When you brought me back to the sacred tree, did you see any injuries on my body?"
Duan Jiu looked at Jiang Fang, his face a little sad, and he said: "You can't take risks in the future. Maybe you are just lucky this time, what about next time?"
Jiang Fang blinked and said, "My luck will always be good. By the way, does Xiao Huaijin still doubt Xiao Huaiyan? Is there anything unusual happening in the palace now?"
Jiang Fang's words shocked Duan Jiu: "How do you say this? Do you mean that Xiao Huaiyan should not be suspected? The man who brought Huang Quan back that day described the appearance of the thief, and it was Xiao Huaiyan."
Jiang Fang shook his head: "It's wrong, it's all wrong. That person is Xiao Boyuan, the son of Prince Chang. I'm afraid Prince Chang won't be able to sit still. He was originally dissatisfied when the late emperor ascended the throne.
At first we all thought it was Xiao Huaiyan. The whereabouts of this fifth prince are mysterious and he has never appeared in everyone's sight, but this is also very suspicious.
If a person has a rebellious heart, he should hide it instead of exposing it so obviously. Although he is the son of the late emperor, his current situation is not beneficial to him.
Xiao Huaiyan was originally in the Northeast and had led troops to resist the invading thieves, but his hands were very smooth and only his index and middle fingers had calluses.
At first glance, he looks like a scholar. His bones are relatively developed and he should be older than me. But even if Xiao Huaiyan is a martial arts practitioner, he shouldn't be like this.
And at that time, I always felt that there was something strange about his face. It didn't look like his face. It should be the human skin mask mentioned in the world. He was Xiao Boyuan, not Xiao Huaiyan.
This two-bird-with-one-stone plan is quite clever, and I suspect there are rebels in the palace, so please send someone back to report it."
Duan Jiu's eyes changed when he looked at Jiang Fang. He had always known that Jiang Fang was very smart, but he didn't expect that her observation skills were so meticulous.
After arriving at the ancestral hall, the village chief had been brought up. When he saw Jiang Fang, he was trembling with fear and kept kowtowing: "Princess, your highness, please forgive me. It is the common people who are blind and ignorant that Taishan offended the princess. Please forgive me!"
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Jiang Fang asked, "Is Changsheng's mother really locked up in this ancestral hall?"
When he heard this sentence, the village chief's eyes changed instantly, but he said: "I used to be locked up here, but then I became crazy, and somehow I killed myself in it."
He lowered his head to reply. Jiang Fang couldn't see his face clearly, but he always felt that his voice was trembling, as if he was afraid of something.
"Which room are you locked in?"
The village chief didn't react for a while and lowered his head. Duan Jiu kicked the village chief and asked in a cold voice: "I'm asking you something. If you don't want to talk, I can cut out your tongue."
Duan Jiu's body exudes a coldness, and his face, which is clearly only 17 or 18, is full of anger. Duan Jiu like this reminds me of Duan Jiu's first day in this world.
Jiu looked at himself.
Jiang Fang couldn't help but tremble when he thought of that look in his eyes. It was bone-chilling and filled with hatred, as if it would kill him instantly.
The village chief said tremblingly: "Changsheng's mother has died a long time ago. This ancestral hall has been renovated. Everyone thought that the house was unlucky for someone who died, so they demolished it."
Jiang Fang always felt that the village chief didn't tell the truth, so he asked: "Then why did you choose the longevity ceremony? And you keep saying that he is an unlucky person?"