Chapter 55: Prison Disaster

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He Ziran looked up and saw a man walking in wearing official uniform and wearing a flower feather on his head.

Jin Jiancheng and others all saluted and said, "See Director Hesheli."

"Excuse me, everyone. Could it be that this young man is He Ziran?"

Jin Jiancheng said: "My lord, that's right. It was me and the leader of Songshan, Lan Tiecheng, who managed to catch him."

"Why, can't you guys defeat him?"

"Sir, I heard that this man has great martial arts skills. He is a disciple of the martial arts hero Mu Fuhe, and he has connections with masters such as Huo Shengming and Jin Shenping. To be on the safe side, we used a little trick to capture him." Lan Tie Cheng bowed and saluted.

"Oh, so powerful? Then you can't let the tiger go back to the mountains, send him to the Yamen, find a reason, and make him..." He Ziran saw him making a murderous gesture.

Jin Jiancheng said: "If the villain understands, he will definitely make the adults get what they want!"

"If you do it well, then Jin Jiancheng's dream of being an imperial doctor may come true. Lan Tiecheng, I will call you 'Leader Lan' in the future!" After saying that, Hesheli laughed.

Jin Jiancheng quickly knelt down and said, "Thank you, Sir, for your support. It has always been a little person's dream to be admitted to Tai Hospital!"

Lan Tiecheng also knelt down and said, "Master Xie, it's just that the current leader of the martial arts alliance, Jin Shenping, is very powerful in martial arts. It will not be easy to get rid of him."

"Use your brain, okay?" Hesheli said impatiently.

Lan Tiecheng approached Hesheli and said softly: "Sir, I have a more important message."

"After all, there are no outsiders here, it's just our own people and the 'dead people'."

"Sir, I heard news that Jin Shenping, the leader of the martial arts alliance, has the intention to 'reverse the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty'!" Lan Tiecheng finished speaking, feeling very proud. He knew that the "dead man" certainly meant He Ziran.

"What, they are going to rebel?!" Hesheli said angrily.

"It is reported that it is still being planned." Lan Tiecheng said cautiously.

"This is totally outrageous! If there is any further news, you can continue to report it to me. If the news is conclusive, I will report it to the Holy One!"

"Cha!" Jin Jiancheng and Lan Tiecheng agreed at the same time, as if they were officials.

"If anyone really dares to rebel, I will kill him!" Hesheli suddenly took out his sword and waved it in the air. Due to excessive force, he staggered and kept shouting "Ouch, Ouch".

Jin Jiancheng quickly supported Hesheli and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"My waist, my waist flashed!" Hesheli screamed in pain.

Jin Jiancheng and Lan Tiecheng quickly stepped forward to support him, then placed a chair under his buttocks and asked him to sit down. Jin Jiancheng asked: "Master He, where does your waist hurt?"

"My waist hurts all the way around! Ouch!" Hesheli was so painful that beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Master He, please be patient, I will go to the drugstore to buy you some medicine." Jin Jiancheng said.

"Aren't you a miracle doctor? Don't you have any first aid method? Make some medicine. By the time you make it, I'll be in so much pain!"

"Well, what the villain is good at is decoctions, what should we do?" Jin Jiancheng said while rubbing his hands.

"Jin Langzhong, didn't you say that this boy is a doctor? How about letting him try?" Lan Tiecheng suggested.

"That's okay, we won't be able to catch him if he is released!"

"Let him go quickly, otherwise how can I walk?" Hesheli shouted.

"The key is whether that boy is willing to treat adults?" Jin Jiancheng deliberately made things difficult.

"If you are willing, you can cure me, Miracle Doctor Jin?" Hesheli shouted.

Jin Jiancheng walked up to He Ziran and asked, "Boy, are you willing to treat Master He?"

"Haha, you guys are really good at talking. How can I treat someone who is tied up by you? Besides, can I treat someone who wants to kill me?" He Ziran said.

"If we give you a benefit, would you like it?" Lan Tiecheng came over.

"What benefit? Who is he? Why should I treat him?"

"Haha, are you short-sighted? This is Mr. Hesheli, the chief guard of the Imperial Guard, the emperor's confidant. Mr. He, if Dr. He treats your waist, what conditions will you give him?" Lan Tiecheng asked .

"This time I captured two of their masters and apprentices. I sent someone to deliver a message to the emperor. I only said that I captured the doctor who used acupuncture, but did not mention a few people. If this boy can cure my waist, then I will agree to His master let him go." Hesheli said, biting in pain.

"He Ziran, what do you think? Are you satisfied with this condition?" Jin Jiancheng knew that their master-disciple relationship was deep, and He Ziran could accept this condition.

He Ziran was very willing. As long as his master was fine, he didn't care. After thinking for a moment, Hesheli said again: "I can spare you the death penalty!"

He Ziran nodded and said, "Let's give it a try, I'm not sure either."

Lan Tiecheng walked over and wanted to untie He Ziran, but Jin Jiancheng stopped him and said, "Let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

Lan Tiecheng knew that people in the world were good at what they said, so he said, "Don't worry, he can't run away!"

After He Ziran was freed, he asked, "Where is my master?"

"Of course your master is nearby, Lan Tiecheng, you ask someone to release him. But we can't let him know that He Ziran is in our hands. You should believe what my head guard says, right?" Hesheli said.

"I can't believe what you officials say!" He Ziran muttered.

"Then I'll release him myself!" Lan Tiecheng walked out.

"Senior Lan is the head of the Songshan Sect, I believe this. Master He, have you ever lifted heavy objects before and been injured?" He Ziran asked.

"You are really capable. A few years ago, the emperor sent me to arrest someone. At that time, a big rock rolled down the mountain. In order to save my boss, I held the rock with both hands and saved my boss, but I injured my waist. .”

"So, you have a recurrence of an old injury. The Heng collateral pulse was injured and has not recovered. This time you exerted force and injured the Heng collateral again. The bad blood returned to the meridians and affected the collaterals, so it hurt. Indeed, the medication is a bit Wait a minute, I'll give you acupuncture."

"Hurry up, Mr. He, I'm in so much pain that I really can't stand it anymore." Hesheli kept urging.

He Ziran said: "Master He, it was you who begged me for acupuncture this time. It cannot be considered my fault!"

"It doesn't count this time, Mr. He. I can be considered a third-grade official after all, and I keep my word!"

He Ziran asked him to lie down on a bed, find the Weizhong and Yinmen points, and then find the full part of the Hengluo pulse, and prick it with a silver needle to bleed. After the black blood turned red, He Ziran said: "Master He, get up."

Hesheli was not sure whether he could get up. Jin Jiancheng and two imperial guards stepped forward to help him, but Hesheli actually got up on his own. After twisting my waist, I was able to move!

Hesheli secretly admired him and said: "Mr. He, no wonder so many people come to you for treatment. You really have a way. It's just that I'm the one doing the work and I have no right to let you go. When I go to the emperor to plead for you, you see. how?"

"Master He, please do your best. I don't have much hope. I just hope that the emperor can agree to use acupuncture to treat the disease." He Ziran knew that it was difficult to explain to the emperor, so he didn't pay attention to what Hesheli said.

"Mr. He, in order to thank you, I won't escort you to the capital. I will try your case at the local prefect. Come on, please send He Ziran to the prefect's Yamen and give him a lighter sentence!" Heshe's waist no longer hurts. , and his speech became tougher.

On this day, the weather was sunny and the spring breeze was gentle.

The prefect went to court to hear the case of He Ziran's acupuncture practice.

Since Hesheli had returned to Beijing to resume his duties, Jin Jiancheng and Lan Tiecheng became jurors.

The magistrate was stunned and shouted: "Who are you kneeling down?"

"Sir, why should I be a commoner?" He Ziran was impatient and thought to himself, you know who I am and why are you asking?

"What crime was committed?"

"The common people are not guilty, they just cured a few patients."

"What's your treatment?"

"Xiaomin uses acupuncture to treat patients, and the effect is very good."

"I didn't ask you about the curative effect! The imperial court prohibits acupuncture treatment, and you knowingly violated it! Come on, give him a signature!"

He Ziran raised his head and saw Jin Jiancheng and Lan Tiecheng sneering beside them, and pressed their fingerprints helplessly.

This is really: "If you confess, you will be given leniency, but you will go to jail."

He Ziran entered the cell just like his father.

There were two other people in the same cell as him.

A man is tall and tall, but his hair is fluffy and covered with tangled grass, and his beard is spread like a hedgehog.

The other person is a weak scholar, thin and fair, but the conditions at home must be good, the clothes and quilts used are very clean, and the materials are also very good.