Seeing that the door of that house was about to be broken open, Fu Zhu shouted in a deep voice: "Under the clear sky and in broad daylight, how dare you defy the king's law and openly commit murder?"
The fat man in charge spat at him: "You damn pretty boy, open your dog eyes and see clearly, it's fucking snowing today! Where did the sun come from?"
Fu Zhu: "..."
It's useless to talk too much, but you can still convince people with martial virtue.
After defeating thirteen strong men, Fu Zhu took off his white fox fur cloak and took a long breath of hot breath:
"Go away, there are more than seventy yamen in Xijing City, big and small. Pick any yamen to surrender and plead guilty. If I don't hear the news of your surrender before tomorrow and you dare to beat the imperial officials in the street, you will be quartered."
The big fat man led a group of little fat men and ran away shivering, admitting his mistake as he ran: "We know that this official was wrong! We, we will go to Jingzhao Mansion to confess!"
The little fat man looked back at Fu Zhu while running, and suggested to the big fat man:
"Boss, boss, I think that, that noble gentleman has extraordinary bearing. He must be a well-known big shot in Xijing City. We can't afford to offend him. To show our sincerity, let's go directly to Dali Temple!"
It’s not like you have to go to Dali Temple for any trivial matters.
Before Fu Zhu could stop anyone, the group of troublemakers had already run away.
Really annoying.
The person they were harassing also slowly opened the door at this time, and a furry little head appeared behind the door: "Brother, did you save us?"
Fu Zhu knelt down and stretched out his hand, touching his head as if it were his family's wealth, teasing him: "Well, what, your family wants to express something?"
The kid nodded: "It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk."
Fu Zhu entered the house smoothly.
If he heard correctly just now, the two families had a dispute over Zihe's car.
Zihe Car... Recalling the mission that Yan Xiu secretly assigned him, Fu Zhu concentrated his attention. It seemed that his leisurely days were about to be interrupted again.
The host entertained him warmly and even took out the qi-tonifying chicken soup that the hostess wanted to drink and put it in front of him. Fu Zhu slowly pushed it back and asked straight to the point:
"I just heard them mention the Zihe car? I dare to ask, but I have to buy it from Mrs. Ling."
The male host looked embarrassed: "To be honest, we are sorry for the old lady of the Deng family. Just one month before Zhuojing gave birth, the Deng family sent people to our house to purchase the crops produced by Zhuojing in advance at a high price of one hundred taels of silver. afterbirth."
Fu Zhu: "Why did your family go back on their word?"
The male host touched the head of the child beside him: "Zhuo Jing's body has been suffering from the disease since she got the eldest child. She has been suffering from a lack of energy and blood. Now she has a second child, and the doctor at Renshou Hall is asking for a lot of money. A hundred taels can't cure her at all. sick."
Fu Zhu: "Is it possible that someone offered a higher price to buy it?"
Man: "Exactly. A few days ago, a mysterious man visited the humble house at night and said that he could give five hundred taels for medicine. Although the villain knows the principle of trust and clarity, but..."
At this point, he raised his hand to wipe his tears.
Fu Zhu: "I understand you, but do you still remember the appearance of that mysterious man?"
Man: "I can't remember. He was dressed strangely, his face was covered by a cloak, and his accent didn't sound like someone from Xijing, but he was extremely happy to give money."
Fu Zhu: "Just now you said that Madam Ling was treated at Renshou Tang?"
Man: "Exactly."
Fu Zhu: "Okay, I understand, thank you for letting me know."
As soon as he stood up and was about to leave, the male host had the courage to beg him: "Young man, I think you are a good man, but he is a high-ranking official in Xijing. If you know Mr. Fu from Dali Temple, please tell him, please don't ask him." Punish the Deng family’s servants for their crimes.”
Fu Zhuyiran smiled: "If you ask about the whole story, I will naturally not punish them."
…
On the twenty-sixth day of the winter lunar month, the sun was high in the sky, and the accumulated first snow had melted into a thin layer, with pieces clinging to the grass and shrubs here and there, without any sense of beauty.
Fu Zhu entered the palace.
Yan Xiu and Zhu Sijia were making tea in the Tai Chi Palace. Next to the tea stove was a map of the new Taixue that had been drawn after several changes.
After Fu Zhu saluted the two of them, Zhu Sijia ordered Hu Shunhai to bring a chair, gathered around the tea stove, and greeted him warmly: "Master Fu, come and enjoy the snow and make tea with your Majesty."
"Ahem." Fu Zhu thought of today's snow scene and coughed twice, "There's no need to enjoy the snow. I have something important to report, so please stay away."
Yan Xiu: "What does she need to avoid? Sit down and talk slowly."
Fu Zhu declined: "This...is against the rules. You are the king and I am the minister. How can a humble minister dare to eat and sit with His Majesty?"
Zhu Sijia picked up a small piece of sweet potato and stuffed it into Fu Zhu's hand, and winked at him: "Master Fu, among His Majesty's ministers, you are the only one who has never made tea with him."
Fu Zhu: "Wei Chen takes orders."
Yan Xiu personally made him a cup of ginger tea and handed it to him: "What do you want to retaliate for?"
Fu Zhu took the ginger tea and said, "Your Majesty, the results of the Miao border secret technique that you told me earlier have come out."
Yan Xiu: "So fast?"
Fu Zhu lowered his eyes and sighed: "This matter is indeed related to the Queen Mother..."
Yan Xiu was stunned, but his fingers moved slightly, and the tea cup in his hand was accidentally knocked over to the ground. The hot tea made his hands red.
Seeing this, Zhu Sijia and Fu Zhu hurriedly asked Hu Shunhai and Aunt Duan to get ice cubes and plaster to treat burns respectively.
Yan Xiu waved his hand: "It's okay, Mr. Fu, please elaborate."
Zhu Sijia and Fu Zhu looked at each other and understood the meaning in each other's eyes. They both knew that Yan Xiu must hear the truth before he would give up.
Fu Zhu told the two people in front of him about what happened to him on Dongyue 18th from the beginning.
After that day, he paid special attention to Renshou Tang. It was obviously a little-known medical clinic in Xijing, but why did he dare to charge ordinary people such high prices?
Fu Zhu deliberately sent someone to Renshoutang to inquire about Zihe Cars, but the answer he received was that there was no stock in the store.
But if he wanted to, Renshoutang wouldn't mind revealing to him the families who were about to give birth in the medical records, provided that he could afford the inquiry fee of three taels per family.
Fu Zhuli paid the money, but Renshoutang went back on his words and told him that almost every family that was going to give birth in the near future had to keep their own afterbirth, and asked him to find another way. He took action directly, subdued the treacherous shopkeeper, and asked the shopkeeper who started this unscrupulous behavior.
The shopkeeper then touched the bruises and revealed to him a Miao native who had been living in the black market in Xijing all year round.
The clothes are strange, and he does not have a Xijing accent. This is consistent with what that family said.
Fu Zhu followed this line to investigate the Miao native, and learned that he was actually Wumu Gai, the nephew of the current Miao king. He was expelled from Miao territory a few years ago due to internal unrest in Miao territory and took the opportunity to steal Miao banned books.
Renshoutang reached an agreement with Wumu Gai as early as March and would no longer sell any Zihe cars to the outside world. In the same way, he would also watch people serve food. When he met someone from a poor family, but there was a woman giving birth at home, the lion opened his mouth, forcing the person to sell the Zihe cart to Wumu Gai.
Only the family that had reached an agreement with the Deng family had something go wrong. Before they came to Renshoutang for medical treatment, they had already sold the Zihe car to the Deng family in advance. Wu Mugai was eager to take the medicine and did not give up, so he came to the door in person.
