You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 257 How about giving you a ride?

The constable spent more than an hour performing an autopsy, investigating the scene, and questioning the shopkeeper and the employees.

After the incident, three bodies were covered with white cloth and carried out from the Yueman West Tower by officials.

The onlookers were talking about it, saying that the two sons of the prefect were assassinated in the building, and the assassin killed the two sons in order to seek revenge on the prefect.

"It's good that they died. These thieves have done so many evil things, yet they still want revenge."

"That's right. Our prefect is a benevolent ruler who loves the people and punishes those who deserve to die."

"I don't know if the two young masters are okay. I think they called a doctor. I wonder if they are injured."

"No, the prefect is a very good man. God will definitely protect the two young masters."

On the third floor of Fengxian Pavilion, the masked man was watching the movements downstairs through the gap in the open window.

Directly opposite him was the gathering place of Zhao Xiuwen's group of scholars. They all saw what had just happened across the street, including Lin Zelan being injured after blocking the knife.

The mask on his face obscured his expression, and only the lower half of his face, with his thin lips tightly pursed, could be seen.

"I don't know how serious Zelan's injury is."

The black-clad guard's expression was solemn. "Master, what exactly does Master Lin mean by that? Did he ask you to come to Fengxian Pavilion at this hour just to watch the show across the street?"

"Luohe Prefecture is the territory of the Zhu family. If you want to tell Zhu Shaoyuan that he has indeed hidden his skills, you can just send a message. Why do you have to be so mysterious and ask the master to travel hundreds of miles from Yizhou?"

"The master shouldn't have chosen him to work with Young Master Zhao." Another guard also spoke up dissatisfiedly, "He's just trying to force Zhu Shaoyuan to take action. He's even risking his own life. Acting so drastically, he might even harm Young Master Zhao."

"Forget it, he just wants an answer." The masked man sighed lightly, turned around and sat back at the table. After taking a sip of tea, he stroked the teacup with his fingers and began to think.

"No, Ze Lan's extreme behavior is only towards himself. He wouldn't be so reckless." The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. "There must be something important that we need to handle in person, but now that he is seriously injured, Zhu Shao Yuan will definitely send someone to guard him."

"It seems I still need to meet Ziqi."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard who was still observing from the window suddenly said, "Master, look, are those the two we met before?"

The masked man immediately stood up and walked over quickly, and saw a man and a woman coming out of the room in the opposite building, talking to someone outside.

The two men were brought upstairs by Zhao Xiuwen. Their backs were facing away and their faces were not visible. Now they could see clearly that they were the two people they met on Hushi Street.

Seeing the two talking to Zhao Xiuwen, and then walking to a table together, the woman began to write. The masked man said, "It seems that she is Ziqi's friend. The woman should be a doctor."

Lin Zelan's knife had been pulled out and the wound had been treated. The pulled-out dagger was placed bloody on the tray.

Cheng Shuang estimated that people would not wake up until tomorrow afternoon.

After instructing the injured person not to move for the next two days and to stay in the building for a few days, Cheng Shuang wrote down a prescription. "I've explained everything I need to say. This is the prescription. It uses precious medicinal materials. It's best to send someone you trust to get the medicine, so as to avoid using inferior materials and affecting the efficacy."

"You go in person." After reading it, Zhu Shaoyuan handed the prescription to Zhu Yongsi.

Zhu Yongsi nodded and left with the prescription.

"Thank you so much, Madam Cheng, for today. I'll pay you the consultation fee another day." Zhu Shaoyuan bowed deeply to Cheng Shuang. "Madam Cheng is so young, yet her medical skills are amazing. I really admire her."

It was impossible for his father to look at two ordinary farmers differently. These two were not ordinary people.

Cheng Shuang waved her hand, "I'm just lucky to have a good master."

"By the way, besides the injury he suffered today, Master Lan has some other problems."

Zhu Shaoyuan frowned, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Shuang said, "His health has been poor since he was a child. He gets sick easily. And he should only be able to eat vegetarian food. He can't touch any meat or fish. If he does, he will feel chest tightness and vomit uncontrollably."

Zhu Shaoyuan nodded, "Yes, he said he was born like this."

"No one is born like this. They must have been tortured by the opera troupe since childhood." Cheng Shuang had read some posts before that delved into how opera troupes in ancient times trained Hua Dan (flower girls). The methods used were very cruel.

She shook her head. "Let's not talk about that. His biggest problem is his depression. He rarely feels at ease, and often can't sleep at night because of heavy worries. He's seriously injured, so it's important for him to stay in a good mood."

Zhu Shaoyuan nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I'll make a note of that."

"Then it's nothing." Cheng Shuang turned around and said, "Let's go, husband. We should go back to the village."

Wei Qinglang looked at Zhao Xiuwen.

Zhao Xiuwen understood and bowed to Zhu Shaoyuan, "Master, I'm going the same way as them, so I'll go back with them."

Zhu Shaoyuan's eyes fell on his bandaged arm. "Alright, be careful along the way, Ziqi. You took this knife for Yongsi. We all remember that."

Zhao Xiuwen smiled and said, "My Lord, you are too kind. This is just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

Across from Fengxian Pavilion, seeing the three people coming downstairs, the masked man also closed the window and said, "Let's go down."

"Those two are here too. Will they recognize us since they just met us today?" the guard was worried.

"It's just a quick glance. How could two ordinary people pay attention to so many things? We have to rush back to Beijing and time is running out. We have to find out what's going on as soon as possible." The masked man walked hurriedly.

At this time, he chose to trust Zhao Xiuwen's vision in making friends.

Cheng Shuang and the other two went downstairs and out the door, only to find that the police had not yet left, but the people who were watching the excitement outside had already dispersed.

"Is this building going to be sealed off?" Cheng Shuang asked curiously.

Zhao Xiuwen explained, "When something like this happens, the owner and the staff will be taken back for questioning. The guests who came today will also be subject to routine inspections. If they are cleared of suspicion, they can reopen in ten days."

"Otherwise, it will be completely shut down."

"That boss is really unlucky." Cheng Shuang said.

He had to go back to get the carriage. Wei Qinglang waved and called a small boat. As soon as he got on, three people got on the boat next to him.

Cheng Shuang held her breath when she turned around. Aren’t these the three people who disappeared after getting ashore?

I glanced at Zhao Xiuwen. Was he going to meet him in front of them?

Wei Qinglang took her hand and sat down, raised his eyebrows slightly and winked at her.

What I mean is, don't let others see that you have a gossipy look on your face. If they want to kill us to silence us, we will have nowhere to run on the boat.

Cheng Shuang curled her lips and looked at the scenery on the shore.

Zhao Xiuwen's expression remained normal, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

The two couldn't help but admire him, what a great guy! With such a calm and collected temperament, he was definitely someone who could accomplish great things.

Going upstream, the speed depends on the boatman's skills. The two boats have been moving at the same speed, but because the river is wide, they are separated by a distance.

It was not until they crossed the bridge that the river became much narrower due to the design of the bridge, and the two boats moved closer to the middle.

"Who on earth said the new girl at Fengxian Tower was a good pipa player?" The masked man's voice was filled with anger. "That's just bullshit. What a waste of time."

"Sir, calm down. Perhaps the information is wrong."

The man in black spoke in a voice loud enough to be heard on the neighboring boat, "Speaking of pipa, the best is Miss Green Cloud from the Zhiyin Tower in the west of the city. How about going there and listening to a piece to refresh your ears?"

"That's what I meant."

The three of them discussed as if no one was around, saying that they would go to Zhiyin Tower to listen to music, and soon after they finished speaking, they asked the boatman to dock.

Cheng Shuang and his crew rowed their boat upstream for a while before reaching the shore.

When they got the carriage and were about to get in, Zhao Xiuwen suddenly said, "Brother Wei, I suddenly remembered that I had an appointment with a good friend to go to his house to pick up some books today. You two should go back first."

Are they really going to escape and meet the masked man? The two of them remained calm.

Wei Qinglang asked, "Where does Brother Zhao's friend live? Is it on our way out of the city? How about giving you a ride?"

Cheng Shuang, who had already boarded the car, opened the curtain and thought to herself, yes, yes, let us give you a ride so that your friends don't have to wait anxiously.

"You live in the west of the city, which is quite convenient." Zhao Xiuwen said, "Then drop me off when you get out of the east of the city." Then he got in the car and sat outside with Wei Qinglang who was driving.