Li Fengjie only rushed to the Houya to inform Guo Muhuai of the good news. He didn't notice that Guo Xiao was actually in the filing room. When he heard Guo Xiao calling him by name, he couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart.
But no matter how bitter my heart was, I couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, so I had to stop and pretend to be surprised.
"Oh, why is Yanei here?"
"The little official is incompetent and only makes his father annoyed. As a son of a man, I should fulfill my filial piety."
Guo Xiao stared at Li Fengjie meaningfully and said with a sarcastic smile.
Li Fengjie's face twitched a few times, and he dared not speak out in anger. He bowed perfunctorily and turned around to leave.
"Master Li, stay here. You haven't answered my question yet."
Guo Xiao had no intention of letting him go and asked again.
"this…"
How dare Li Fengjie let Guo Xiao know the truth? If he offended him, he, an incompetent little official, would suffer the consequences?
After pondering for a moment, he quickly lied.
"These are some tax accounts that need to be reviewed by the county magistrate."
"Oh! I just happened to be traveling down the mountain this time. My husband told me to find an opportunity to learn about some political affairs and show it to me."
Guo Xiao noticed the change in Li Fengjie's eyes and became increasingly confused, so he ordered in a tone that could not be refused.
"Yameni, this is against the rules...hey..."
Li Fengjie was about to refuse when he saw Guo Xiao stretch out his right palm and grab it in the air, and the cloth bag flew into Guo Xiao's hand as if it was caught by an invisible hook.
"Hao...Hao Ran Qi!"
Li Fengjie felt his heart beat faster and his mouth went dry.
Haoran Qi is the cultivation method of Shushan disciples among the Four Absolutes. It is invisible and traceless, and has infinite magical effects.
If the target of Guo Xiao's grasp just now was not the cloth bag, but his own head, wouldn't it be...
The thoughts rising in his heart scared Li Fengjie into shutting his mouth and daring not to speak anymore.
In the eyes of mortals like Li Fengjie, practitioners are equal to gods.
If you offend the gods and are punished or even lose your life, you will have nowhere to complain and redress your grievances. You can only consider yourself unlucky and have to keep your eyes open and walk around the practitioners in the next life.
I vaguely remember that in the early years, the imperial court had a yamen that was responsible for the illegal affairs of practitioners, but I heard that it has fallen into decline over the years, leaving only a bluffing empty shell.
Guo Xiao took a picture of the cloth bag from the air, and after untying it, he saw the top seventeen pictures showing details of the solution to the case.
His eyes swept over the details of the first case and suddenly became gloomy and cold.
…
After the old doctor Qi Xiutai passed away, Ji Rouer took over the medical clinic and sat in the hall to diagnose diseases.
Ji Rouer not only inherited the old doctor’s medical skills and clinic, but also his compassionate heart. Some patients from poor families not only do not have to pay for medical treatment at the hospital, but Ji Rouer also gives away some decoctions free of charge.
Therefore, over the years, the medical center could barely maintain a balance of income and expenditure, and sometimes even had to make up some money from Rong Fei.
Even so, Ji Rouer still came to the medical clinic every day, rain or shine, for diagnosis and treatment, and gradually gained a reputation as a fairy with magic hands among the neighbors.
After gathering together the money to purchase the cultivation techniques and restore scars, Ji Rouer was in a particularly happy mood today.
Humming a little tune, I left Osmanthus Alley, walked through several narrow alleys, and arrived at the long street where the medical clinic is located. I saw a group of people in front of the medical clinic, making noisy noises, and the sound of a woman crying sadly.
Ji Rouer hurriedly took a few steps to separate the crowd, and saw a woman holding a young child with a bruised face and closed eyes, slumped on the ground and crying loudly. Not far away, there was a beggar lying on the ground with his body twitching and foaming at the mouth. Next to him, there was a beggar scratching his head and ears anxiously.
Seeing Ji Rou'er appear, the beggar rushed over and knelt down, kowtowed and begged.
"Fairy... Fairy... Everyone says that you are a compassionate fairy who descends from heaven to save lives and heal the wounded. Please save my brother."
The wailing woman quickly stood up and rushed to Ji Rouer, grabbed her sleeves and cried.
"Sister Rou'er, please take a look at my ball...wuwuwu...if the ball is gone...I won't be able to live either...wuwuwu..."
Ji Rouer's eyes swept over the faces of the beggar foaming at the mouth and the child with bruises on his face, and he already had a guess in his mind, so he first comforted the beggar kneeling in front of him.
"Get up first, don't worry, your brother must have eaten something bad, he will just take some vomiting medicine later. I'll take a look at the child first."
After that, he took the child named Qiu'er from the woman's hand, opened his mouth and took a look before asking.
"But did you eat something with a core or small bones?"
"No, I was drying the quilt in the yard, and the ball was playing in the house by itself. When I got back to the house, it was like this."
The woman thought for a moment and then replied with sobs.
Seeing that she couldn't get any answers, Ji Rou'er ignored the woman and held the child in her arms face-out. She made a fist with her right hand, pressed the child's navel with the metacarpophalangeal joint of her thumb, and pressed her left hand on the right fist. , then tighten your arms and lift them up quickly.
After doing this several times, something the size of a finger fell from the child's mouth, and the child burst into tears.
The woman snatched the awake child and held it in her arms. After carefully looking at it to make sure it was okay, the woman hurriedly thanked Ji Rouer.
The neighbors who were watching also gave thumbs up and praised Ji Rouer's superb medical skills.
Ji Rouer smiled slightly, but Rong Fei's figure appeared in her mind.
This method was taught to her by Rong Fei, and it seemed to be called the Haiheke first aid method.
Someone nearby picked up something spit out of the child's mouth, and it turned out to be a pebble.
When the woman saw the stone, her expression changed, and she felt even more frightened. If she swallowed it, her intestines would burst out of a hole.
"Everyone remember the method I used just now. If you encounter similar situations in the future, you can use this method to save people."
Ji Rouer said, demonstrating the actions just now and explaining the things that need to be paid attention to.
After taking care of this, Ji Rouer asked people to carry the beggar foaming at the mouth into the hospital. However, everyone onlookers felt that the beggar was dirty and smelly and refused to help. Ji Rouer had no choice but to roll up her sleeves and work with another beggar to carry him into the hospital.
When she lifted the beggar, she felt stinging pain from the old sores on her hands. Ji Rouer frowned slightly and bit her lip to hold back from screaming.
"Miss Rou'er is really the kind-hearted person in the world. Whoever marries her in the future will be blessed by the smoke from their ancestral graves."
The crowd who had just stood aside and watched now gave thumbs up and praised him.
Outside the crowd, a handsome young scholar wearing a green gown, with a face like a crown jewel, stood on tiptoes and looked into the medical center. He looked at Ji Rouer's busy figure giving acupuncture and medicine to the beggar, with admiration in his eyes.
After looking at it for a long time, the scholar raised his eyebrows, as if he thought of something, turned around and left in a hurry.
…
Because he was thinking about buying cultivation techniques and elixirs, Rong Fei, who was obviously sleepy and tired, lay on the bed tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep, so he simply stopped forcing himself, got up from the bed, packed up, and headed out to the black market. .
Just as he was about to walk out of the house, his heart moved slightly.
The black market is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with desperadoes and criminal thieves everywhere. Although he is the chief arrester of Fen City, it is still a bit dangerous to go there with bare hands.
So he returned to the house and took out a wooden box from under the bed. Opening the lid of the box, there was black powder wrapped in oil paper.
He also took out three empty muskets from the bag on the table and refilled them with gunpowder and projectiles.
Black powder and fire blunderbuss were both made by Rong Fei based on the memory of his previous life. They were of average power and could not kill anyone unless they hit important parts such as the temple or heart.
But it's enough to bluff people and defend yourself.
After filling up the firecracker, Rong Fei locked the courtyard door and headed towards the black market.
…
Wrong...wrong...wrong again...wrong again...all wrong!
Guo Xiao flipped through the details of the case one after another, his eyes becoming darker and his expression more ferocious.
In a total of seventeen cases, Guo Xiao's conclusion was actually the same as the detailed process of solving the case.
The most hateful thing is that after seeing the detailed process of solving the case, even Guo Xiao had to admit that he was indeed wrong. He made another mistake again and again, a total of seventeen wrong cases.
Why is this happening?
He is a registered disciple of Sijue Shushan. Even the picky and strict teacher has commented that he is talented, intelligent, diligent and eager to learn. Why did he lose to a low-class official in a low-class way like solving crimes, and he lost so miserably.
Seeing Guo Xiao in a daze while looking at the details of solving the case, Li Fengjie couldn't help but cautiously remind him.
"In the yamen, the county magistrate is still waiting."
Guo Xiao woke up and realized the gaffe he had just made. He cursed secretly in his heart, then put the details of the solution back into the bag, tied it up again and threw it to Li Fengjie.
"Not bad, he does have some skills. Just go ahead and don't make father wait too long."
After saying that, he waved his hands to the two maids again.
"You two, please step back and remember to close the doors and windows. I'm a little tired and want to be alone."
All the doors and windows of the waiting room were closed, and when Guo Xiao was the only one left in the room, a violent invisible force overflowed from Guo Xiao's body.
Guo Xiao could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly with trembling hands and roared in a low voice with a ferocious face.
"How dare you little toad...how dare...how dare you humiliate me like this!"
The uncontrollable Haoran anger became more and more manic. The cases on the docket and the papers filled with the verdicts were rolled up and torn into pieces, sweeping through the room like a blizzard.
After venting, Guo Xiao's mood calmed down a lot, but the hatred in his heart did not subside at all.
I cannot keep people who insult me, otherwise my thoughts will not go smoothly and my future practice will be hindered.
Guo Xiao made up his mind to kill the little catcher who dared to blackmail his father and bring shame on him.
"Guo Xiao—Guo Xiao—Is Guo Xiao here?"
At this time, a man's urgent shout came from outside the document room. When Guo Xiao heard the sound, he knew that it was Cui Xian, his classmate who traveled down the mountain with him.
Naturally, he must not lose his dignity in front of his classmates. Guo Xiao waved his broad sleeves lightly, and a soft aura swept the scraps of paper all over the floor to the corner. Then he wiped his stiff face, restored his former gentle and gentle gentleman's demeanor, and pushed away The door opened to greet him.
"Hahaha, isn't Brother Cui going to see the local customs and customs of Fencheng? Why did he come to the county government office?"
Guo Xiao asked the man in green shirt in the courtyard with a smile and cupped his hands.
"Come on, come on, I'll take you to meet the beauty of my dreams."
Cui Xian grabbed Guo Xiao's arm and shouted excitedly.
