With lessons learned from the past, not many people would dare to lie.
But there are still problems with one-third of the accounts.
This is not surprising, after all, when Yun Lan was in charge of finance, the Taoist temple's accounts were full of bad debts.
Xiao Yuchen held his daughter and came to Wen Jin.
"If there's nothing else to do, let's go back to Beijing first?
"Leaving Yu'er alone to handle the affairs of Que Ling and others' triumphant arrival in the capital is too much of a challenge for him, isn't it?"
Wen Jin was about to nod when he suddenly heard a cry.
She and Xiao Yuchen both looked at the sound.
Even the little princess who was dozing in Xiao Yuchen's arms raised her little head and looked in the direction of the crying.
I saw many people carrying a door panel with a person on it.
Everyone cried all the way to the Taoist temple on the mountain.
Even the head master and the elders were so startled by the sound that they quickly came out of the Taoist temple.
Xiao Yuchen said in surprise, "Look at these people?"
Wen Jin stared at them, "These people are old and young, and there are almost no young adults."
Why are these people carrying someone up the mountain?
Wen Jin and Xiao Yuchen looked at each other, confused.
But two children with nimble legs and feet ran up the mountain first.
A child ran towards the silver-haired leader Wu Ding.
Another child looked around and spotted Wen Jin and Xiao Yuchen with a pair of big, pure eyes.
He turned and ran towards the family of three.
The child was still three to five steps away before the guards came forward to stop him.
He knelt down and said, "Please, sir, save Tailor Ma! She is a good person! She has been taking care of the old, weak, sick and disabled in the town.
“She was very handy, always making clothes for us, and never asked us for money… If it hadn’t been for her, my brother and I would have froze to death that year during the famine!
"During the war, it was she who hid us and gave us cakes to eat... She saved so many people, she should live a long life!
"Please, save her..."
Wen Jin looked blankly at Sect Leader Wuding aside.
Leader Wu Ding helped the child in front of him get up, nodded, and called the Taoist doctors and elders from the Taoist temple to check.
The one who was placed on the door panel and carried up was the "tailor horse" in the children's mouth.
She was a thin woman who looked to be in her fifties.
She lay there with her eyes closed, not knowing whether she was still breathing.
But her face didn't look dead... instead it looked calm and peaceful, as if she was asleep.
Head Wu Ding comforted the little boy who was begging and crying towards him, and then hurriedly walked towards Wen Jin.
He helped the child up again and said, "The Taoist doctors and elders are going to see Tailor Ma. You can go over."
But the child took a deep look at Wen Jin, said nothing, kowtowed to Wen Jin three times, wiped his nose and tears, turned around and ran back to the middle of the team.
"What's going on?" Xiao Yuchen asked the leader.
The head of Wu Ding said, "This tailor, Ma, is a widow. Both husband and wife are good people, but the husband was captured and sent to the army.
"Tailor Ma makes a living by running a tailor shop. She is philanthropic and specializes in helping the 'widows and widowers' in the town.
"Earlier, people in the town didn't understand, and there were a lot of filthy words slandering her, but she never took it to heart. Amidst all the scolding, she still insisted on doing good deeds.
"This morning, when people in the town called her to come to the Taoist temple to collect their debt, they found her lying unconscious in the tailor shop..."
Leader Wu Ding didn't finish his words.
Suddenly, louder cries erupted from the crowd carrying Tailor Ma.
Xiao Yuchen and Wen Jin both looked sad.
This group of widows and widowers spontaneously carried Tailor Horse and walked along the rugged mountain road to the Taoist Temple for help.
They are the most weak and powerless group of people in society.
But at this moment, they came together and demonstrated extraordinary strength.
Their cries made many people present feel sad.
Many people in the town also wiped tears from their eyes.
The head of Wuding was asked to leave by the young Taoist priest.
Wen Jin heard him saying to the group of people, "Life and death are in heaven. Our destiny has been determined. This is the way of heaven... We are all practitioners who follow the way of heaven. We cannot change the way of heaven!"
The doctor and the elders all nodded.
The children chirped and said, "She has done so many good things and saved so many of us. Doesn't God give her a longer life?"
A child's logic is always so simple and direct.
Wen Jin was about to sigh when suddenly her clothes were pulled off.
She turned to look.
I saw Yue'er's little chubby hand holding her clothes tightly, and the other hand pointing at the person on the door panel.
"Empress...save...save!"
Yue'er didn't know how much she understood, or maybe she was infected by the atmosphere at the scene, and she became anxious.
Wen Jin touched her daughter's little face.
"I don't know if I can save her. It's hard to give people hope but also disappointing," Wen Jin said in a low voice, "We can only give it a try."
After saying that, she summoned Kun Yuan.
"What is Tailor Ma's disease?"
Kun Yuan said, "The elders said that it's either illness or exhaustion of energy. If the blood in the heart is blocked, the person will die."
Wen Jin nodded, this sounded like a "heart attack".
Myocardial infarction, even in modern times, is an extremely dangerous disease.
If the patient is not sent to the hospital or rescued in time, he will be gone.
They were carried up from the bottom of the mountain by a group of old, weak, sick and disabled... I'm afraid it was already past the best time for rescue.
"There is a 'Returning Yang Pill' here. I'm not sure whether it can save her... Anyway, let's give it a try!
"Whether she can succeed or not depends on her fate."
Wen Jin handed a white porcelain vase to Kun Yuan.
Kun Yuan looked at Wen Jin blankly, "Returning Yang Pill? Is there really such a thing in the world?"
Wen Jin blinked... I've already eaten it for you and you still ask!
She always has to give the elixir that the spiritual energy in the space turns into a great name so that she can take it out!
"Go, go!" Yue'er was so anxious that she leaned forward and pushed Kun Yuan from her father's arms.
Kun Yuan cupped his hands and quickly ran to the front of the crowd.
"Kun Yuan! What are you doing?"
"what is that?"
"It's too late! Everyone is gone, don't make useless attempts!"
Several elders persuaded him earnestly.
Kun Yuan has the same stubborn temper as his senior brother Zhou Lingfeng.
Wen Jin's instructions, once he agreed, he must carry them out.
Ignoring everyone's obstruction, he stepped forward, opened Tailor Ma's mouth, and poured the elixir from the bottle into Tailor Ma's mouth.
The elders were full of anger and scolded Kun Yuan, "The person is dead, what are you doing with the body? This is disrespectful to the deceased!"
"The elders in charge can't do anything. You, a junior, what can you do?"
"It's just nonsense!"
The people around him had just begun to have a little hope.
But seeing that Kun Yuan was indeed young, and those elders all had gray eyebrows and beards, they looked much more reliable than him.
Everyone suddenly became even more sad.
"We at the Taoist Temple have all heard about Tailor Ma's good deeds. Even if we have a little hope, we should not give up and give it a try!" Kun Yuan said despite the pressure.
His master angrily said, "Elders or Taoist doctors, who doesn't know better than you? If there is hope, how can they not give it a try?
"What can you do? Where did you learn the evil ways?"
His master's words had not yet fallen to the ground.
The children around suddenly cheered, "Wake up! Wake up!"
