Mrs. Cui asked Niu Dazhu to add a few pieces of new charcoal to the brazier, and then said with a sigh on his face: "This matter has to be mentioned five years ago. At that time, the county magistrate was seriously ill, and many famous doctors were invited. It was impossible to save him. The county magistrate's wife and the magistrate were famously loving couples, so naturally they couldn't accept it. They prayed at the temple day and night. Perhaps the county magistrate's wife was so sincere that she moved the gods. One night, the county government mansion Suddenly the ground shone with golden light, and the county magistrate miraculously survived his illness the next day."
Is this a manifestation of a deity? !
Sanniang and Fu Shishi looked at each other and then said, "Sister, do you mean that the county magistrate opened the almshouse to repay the gods?"
Nor should it.
Folks generally repay the gods by rebuilding their golden bodies.
As expected, Ms. Cui shook her head and sighed: "The reason for opening the almshouse is actually for the county magistrate to bring blessings to my wife. Less than half a month has passed since I recovered from my illness. My wife may have been too nervous a while ago, and she actually got some kind of devastating disease." She is schizophrenic, and she pointed at the county magistrate, who is not her husband-in-law, and hey, this is also a pitiful view."
The motive is clear.
But where did the money that runs the almshouse come from?
Fu Shiyi felt strange. If the Tan county magistrate really had a deep relationship with his wife, why didn't he take his wife back to the clan and ask their monks to treat her. For monks, there are ways to cure mortal illnesses, big and small, as long as they are not approaching the end of their lifespan.
It seems that they have to continue to hide their identities and visit the almshouse.
There was still some time before afternoon, so Ms. Cui sent Niu Dazhu to clean up the guest room, intending to let Fu Shiyi and his grandson rest for a while. After all, they must have been frightened all the way down from the mountain and had not been able to have a good rest.
When Fu Shiyi and the two saw this, they were no longer polite.
After all, they were traveling for many days.
After entering the back room and locking the door, Fu Shiyi discussed it with Sanniang and finally said: "Sanniang, look at Grandma Cui's eyes. Can you heal her?"
Cui's ancestors and grandson are all good people.
Of course I will help if I can.
Sanniang frowned: "Her eyeballs have been covered with white eye masks for many years. If she uses a healing technique, I'm afraid it will only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. However, when I was in the secular world, I heard that Huamo Pills can cure it."
Huamowan is just an ordinary mortal level elixir.
Fu Shiyi kept this in mind and waited until she arrived at the county seat to see if there was any jasmine grass in their warehouse. Then she would find time to refine it.
"It's been three days of journey, Shiyi, please lie down and rest."
Sanniang forced Fu Shiyi to lie down, while she sat cross-legged and meditated. When she was outdoors, she had to be alert and guard against others.
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Afternoon.
A carriage drove into Wangniu Village.
Two middle-aged men in white robes got out of the car. The young man standing guard could still read a few words, and he recognized the words "Almshouse" embroidered on the white robes at a glance.
While sending someone to the village to inform the village chief, he stepped forward to say hello: "Two adults, you have had a hard journey."
The two men in white robes waved their hands with smiles on their faces and didn't say much. They just asked people to lead them to Goudan's house. After verifying Goudan's identity, they asked people to take him to the carriage first.
Walking to Niu Dazhu's house, the village chief who accompanied him carefully explained:
"Because they arrived at noon, so they didn't have time to report to the workhouse, so please don't be offended."
The group of people were talking, and when they turned the corner and saw the three mud-thatched houses of Dazhu's house, Baipao asked the village chief to go back first without following them. When they walked away, Zhang Gui, the man in white robe who was smiling the whole time, immediately stopped smiling:
"Oh, I keep smiling all day long. My face is stiff and my cheeks hurt so much. Brother Hu, tell me how good we adults are like before. If nothing happens, we can still make some oil and water and get a few copper coins to drink. Huajiu, it’s great now. Not only do you have no money and water, but you also have to accompany everyone with a smiling face, which makes us look like they’re just showing off their smiles.”
Brother Hu glared at the complaining Zhang Gui in warning.
He was not happy either.
After the county magistrate recovered from his illness five years ago, he seems to have become a different person. He is kind and kind to others, but he is often moody in front of his subordinates.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m worried about Madam’s condition.
Outside the hospital, the two of them slapped each other's cheeks to relax their facial muscles, then put on their smiles again and pushed the door open. After seeing Fu Shiyi and the other two, they first expressed comfort and then conducted routine interrogations.
Fu Shiyi and others had already prepared their excuses, so there was nothing wrong with them.
"Okay, old man, if you have nothing to explain, then let's set off. Although there are people clearing the snow on the official road every day, if we delay for too long, I'm afraid the road will be blocked again."
Fu Shiyi and Sanniang briefly said goodbye to Niu Dazhu and Cui, and then followed them outside the village and got on the carriage. There was a seven or eight-year-old boy huddled in the corner of the carriage, who must be Goudan.
Along the way, the man in white robe did not speak again, but just closed his eyes to rest.
Fu Shiyi carefully tested their cultivation with his spiritual sense, and found out that they were only at the third level of innate ability, so he felt relieved.
The carriage entered through the city gate, turned left and walked directly through the entrance of Wutong Lane to the almshouse behind the government office. There was a fire here ten years ago, and the county magistrate ordered it to be repaired after he recovered from his illness.
Since there were no windows on the carriage, Fu Shiyi did not dare to use her spiritual consciousness as she did not know the situation. Therefore, she did not know what the environment of the county was like.
"We're here, old man, get off the car."
Fu Shiyi helped Sanniang get out of the car. When he saw it, he saw a plaque with the word "Almshouse" hanging on the two doors. There were two rows of soldiers guarding the door, both of them were from the fifth floor of Xiantian. In a county without monks, this level of cultivation is not low.
It's just that the people living there are the old, weak, sick and disabled.
Why such a big battle?
From Fu Shiyi's point of view, this almshouse was really strange.
"Squeak!"
The door slowly opened.
Fu Shiyi raised his head and glanced quickly. There were small courtyards crisscrossed inside, and there were servants guarding each courtyard.
From time to time, laughter came from the yard.
"Here we are, you two will live in Luoqiu Pavilion. Several female relatives have already moved in. Remember, the workhouse strictly prohibits cheating. If you dare to sneak out and are caught, don't blame us for kicking you out. .”
At this time, the smiles on the faces of the two posing people had long since disappeared, and their words were no longer polite. Without waiting for Fu Shiyi and the others to reply, they waved their sleeves and walked out of the almshouse gate without looking back.
"Squeak"
Behind them, the door slammed shut again.
There was a sound of locks falling.
It looks like a prison here.
As soon as Fu Shiyi was distracted, he felt a pain in his arm. However, he was pinched by the maid guarding the courtyard door. Seeing this, Sanniang's eyes showed murderous intent, and Fu Shiyi quickly shook his head to stop her.
The servant girl who had escaped the disaster did not realize it yet, so she pushed Fu Shiyi and Fu Shiyi into the courtyard with a rough push, and then closed the courtyard door with a bang.
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