After half a cup of tea, the guards of Dingguo Palace came with a man whose clothes were patched.
After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Su Ruotang finally understood why the people called him a poor doctor.
The clothes on the man's body are colorful, and each patch has a different color and fabric.
Her hair was tied up with a wooden stick, and she was chewing an unripe apple in her hand.
Duke Dingguo looked at him and frowned, "Do you know medical skills?"
The man gnawed on the green apple and nodded vaguely, "I understand a little bit."
"Can you tell how long someone has been dead?"
The man glanced at Chunlai's body beside him, took two steps back, patted the hem of his clothes, and said, "This is another price."
Before Duke Ding could get angry, he spoke first, "I can only show it to the living. If you show it to the dead, you will have to pay extra."
Duke Ding took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, "Okay, show him."
"Give me money first, fifty taels."
Duke Dingguo's face was livid with anger: "The imperial doctors in the palace charge less than you! Why don't you go and grab it?"
The poor doctor looked at him indifferently: "Did the palace doctor show the corpse? Or is it a corpse that has been dead for two days?"
Duke Dingguo's face turned red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. He gritted his teeth and took out fifty taels of silver and threw it at the poor doctor, "Take it!"
The poor doctor caught the silver and tossed it around. After gnawing the sour green apple in two mouths, he walked to the body and squatted down.
After checking it carefully, he stood up and looked at Duke Ding, "He has been dead for two days."
Duke Dingguo subconsciously retorted: "Impossible! What benefits did Su Ruotang give you? Are you talking to her like this?"
The man's eyes widened: "You want to take the money back? Do you doubt my medical skills? I have delivered babies to many people's cattle and sheep!"
"He has also cured many people."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Su Ruotang.
In his eyes, there seemed to be approval, confusion, relief and other complex emotions.
Duke Dingguo almost lost his temper after hearing what he said.
How could he, a majestic relative, take back the money he gave from a beggar?
"Are you sure he has been dead for two days?"
The man definitely said: "You can question my poverty, but you can't question my medical skills!"
Su Ruotang looked at the man curiously and spoke slowly, "Mr. Dingguo, Tanfu Chunlai has been dead for two days. The person who gave Mrs. Ling the medicine yesterday was definitely not Chunlai."
Duke Dingguo gritted his teeth: "Yan'er, your imperial concubine is suspected of killing my son. If you protect her, I don't mind going to His Majesty to ask for an explanation."
"Uncle Huang, are you really sure that the medicine came from Tang'er?" Mo Ronyan's eyes were cold.
Duke Dingguo glanced at the porcelain bottle with the label of Xinglin Pharmacy in his hand, and his face sank, "This bottle is the evidence."
Tan Ming sneered: "Yesterday, your wife came to Tan Mansion to ask for medicine. Tang'er refused directly. There is no such thing as letting the servant give medicine in private as you said."
"There is no such thing as asking for more money."
Tan Ming pointed to Su Ruotang's dress and jewelry: "Tang'er is wearing a dress made of silky brocade with a piece of one thousand taels of gold, and the jewelry is also made of collection-grade jade."
"The hairpin on her head is worth more than fifty thousand taels of gold."
"I would like to ask Duke Dingguo, how much money did she ask for from your wife?"
Duke Dingguo clenched his fists and his face turned pale.
I couldn't say a word for a long while.
Can he say one thousand taels of silver?
Definitely not!
That little money couldn't even buy the embroidery on Su Ruotang's clothes.
It's just so irritating.
But Mo Rongyan continued to make up for it: "Tang'er is the royal concubine of this palace, and all the property in this palace's name belongs to Tang'er."
"No matter how much money she has, she can take it as long as she wants. Even if it's all spent, I won't say no."
Duke Dingguo: "..." He was heartbroken.
His lips trembled, and finally he just said, "But no one would mind having too much money."
Su Ruotang curled her lips: "What Duke Dingguo said is right, but I don't want the ill-gotten gains."
"Mrs. Ding Guo Gong came to ask for medicine yesterday and asked me to save Ding Guo Gong's son, but I refused."
Mo Rongyan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sneer in his eyes, "Uncle Huang, I respect you as an elder. If you framed my concubine this time, I will not care about you."
"But your son's death is your own fault. You'd better go back quickly and hold a funeral for him, lest the body be laid out in pieces and no one is buried."
The corners of Su Ruotang's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
I can't tell that his Ayan has a very venomous tongue.
After hearing this, Duke Dingguo rolled his eyes in anger and almost fainted again.
He glared at Mo Rongyan and Su Ruotang, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "How can my son bring the blame on himself?"
"Crueling young girls and oppressing civilian girls, dogs will bite him only when they can't stand it." Su Ruotang's eyebrows were crooked.
"You're talking nonsense!" Duke Dingguo glared at Su Ruotang, "It was obviously that bitch who seduced my son and let the dog bite me!"
Mo Rongyan Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and his voice was as cold as the cold jade taken out of ten thousand years of black ice:
"Dong Guo, our people are the people of Dongqi and cannot tolerate such insults from you!"
"Without these poor people, where would your glory and wealth come from?"
Duke Dingguo spoke quickly in anger. After the words came out, he felt a little regretful when he saw the angry eyes of the people.
Hearing Mo Ronyan pointing at him in public, he had no choice but to grit his teeth.
Indeed, his son wanted to seize the daughter of a common man, but was bitten by a dog. This was seen by many people and could not be denied by him.
But if that bitch followed his son, why would so many things happen?
His son will not die either!
All this was caused by that bitch!
And Su Ruotang refused to see him dead, which eventually led to the death of his son.
Mo Rongyan's expression was indifferent and cold: "You are so sad that you lost your son, and you can't hold back your words. I think this is your first offence, so I won't hold anything against you this time."
"You'd better go back and do your business as soon as possible."
Duke Dingguo gritted his teeth and couldn't help but ask: "Su Ruotang, if your relative was bitten by a dog and his life was in danger, wouldn't you save him?"
Su Ruotang looked at her indifferently and said without hesitation, "They will not do anything to oppress the people."
"I said what if!"
"My relatives are all good people, there are no ifs."
"You!" Duke Dingguo glared at Su Ruotang, his chest heaving violently.
Mo Rongyan glanced at the audience and said in a clear voice, "The emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. The prince Dingguo has been punished."
"If this palace knows who is oppressing the people at will, he will not be lenient, even if he is a blood relative."
Duke Dingguo rolled his eyes and fainted.
The poor doctor looked at Duke Dingguo, then at Su Ruotang, and walked up the steps with a grin on his face, "Girl, how about being my apprentice?"
