The gifts were placed in half of the room, and the most numerous ones were fabrics of various colors. Man Bao touched them and found that they were all new to him, and the colors were particularly beautiful.

Zhou Lijun and Bai Erlang opened the box on the ground. Zhou Lijun looked at the ink stick in his hand, then looked at the box of pens in Bai Erlang's hand, closed it and put it down, and then went to look for other things.

Then I discovered that in addition to a set of pearl jewelry, my sister-in-law also had boxes of strange medicinal materials.

Zhou Lijun was stunned, "Why did they send medicinal materials to my sister-in-law?"

Bai Shan guessed: "Because Man Bao is a doctor?"

Man Bao looked at the Polygonum multiflorum in the box and the bird's nest in another box, scratched his head and said, "I can't eat these things either."

Especially Polygonum multiflorum, she looked at it again and again and found that the quality was pretty good, so she said, "Send it back to dad?"

Zhou Lijun said: "Sell it."

The aunt and nephew looked at each other, and Zhou Lijun said: "Sister-in-law, you send it back. Grandpa finally asked my father to take it to the drug store to exchange for money."

Bai Shan said: "Put it away, maybe it will be useful for giving gifts in the future."

He also felt that the gift given by the Ji family was a bit strange. Even if it was a gift of medicinal materials, there were many kinds of medicinal materials. Why was Polygonum multiflorum given as a gift?

But what the heck, they are here to receive gifts, so they can take whatever they give.

Nowadays, all they can use are some fabrics and pens and ink, and Bai Shan generously shared them with everyone.

Man Bao only left the pearl jewelry, and took out the rest to share with everyone.

Bai Erlang and Zhou Lijun were not polite. They picked one they liked and put the rest in their rooms.

Zhou Lijun also asked, "Do you want to keep an account book? I heard that wealthy people have to keep a record of the gifts they receive, just like we in the countryside have to keep track of the gifts given by each family when drinking, and have to pay them back later."

Man Bao was surprised: "We still want to return it? Isn't this a gift to repay our life-saving grace?"

Bai Shan almost spit out the tea in his mouth, and said to Man Bao, "Just know it in your heart, don't say it out loud."

"We are all alone in the house, not outside."

Bai Erlang thought it was troublesome, so he waved his hand and said, "Then don't forget it. Anyway, we won't have much contact with the Ji family in the future."

Bai Shan nodded, "Ji Hao is so good at getting into trouble that he is so tired that he has to run outside."

"Let's have dinner first. My husband and fourth brother are probably out drinking with others, and I have to go to Jishi Hall tomorrow." Man Bao became excited when he mentioned this, and said to them: "You don't know, yesterday I

I saw a very powerful person. He sewed wounds very quickly. I didn’t understand many things. I’m going to ask Dr. Ji for advice tomorrow.”

But Doctor Ji was not in Jishi Hall. Doctor Ji said: "Father was left at Ji's house. Young Master Ji will not come back before he wakes up."

"What about the patients who come to the pharmacy for treatment?"

"Shopkeeper Zheng and I are here." Dr. Xiao Ji was still a little confident, but he still invited Man Bao to come with him. "Aren't you already able to prescribe prescriptions and see a doctor independently? Do you want to stay?"

Man Bao rolled his eyes and asked, "Are there any patients with stomach scratches?"

Doctor Xiaoji: "...Generally speaking, patients with stomach scratches bleed to death before they can be brought to us. And where do so many patients with stomach scratches come from?"

He endured it again and again, but couldn't help but said: "Don't think about the patient who has a scratched stomach. What will happen if the Ji family hears it?"

Manbao put down his backpack, took out his pen and ink and sighed: "Okay, I understand, come on, let's see a doctor together."

Bai Shan also went to the Fu School to attend classes. The holiday will not start until tomorrow on the Double Ninth Festival. According to the plan, today should be spent half a day to go to the superintendent to confirm the purchase or lease of horses, but after yesterday's incident, the entire Fu School was very quiet.

A kind of calm before the storm.

Except for the students in Class A and Class 3 who whispered about Ji Hao's injury, no one in other classes in the school talked about it.

It is said that the gentlemen from the school came early in the morning and strictly prohibited students from discussing the matter in each class. Even their teacher, Mr. Zhai, said a few words and did not want them to interfere too much in the matter.

He said coldly: "This is an adult matter. You are still young, so you don't need to participate too much. If you have free time, you can go to Ji's house to visit your classmates."

Although the students in Class A and Three were very angry at Ying Wenhai for hurting others, they did not dare to say anything.

Also calm was the county government.

The magistrate of Tang County put Ying Wen in prison without interrogating him or punishing him. He also asked the Ying family to provide him with bedding and food.

But he rejected all the people who came to ask for him to leave. Even when the chief historian of the royal palace came, the Tang County magistrate was able to push him back without mercy or force.

The Tang County Magistrate's master was very confused and asked: "If you don't immediately make decisions for the Ji family, and you don't sell the face of the Yizhou Prince's Palace, aren't you afraid of offending both parties?"

Magistrate Tang said: "I have offended you a long time ago, so there is no need to worry about it. I am an official of the imperial court. I just act in accordance with the imperial court rules."

Magistrate Tang was so tired that he returned to his house and said to Mrs. Tang, "I really regret it. I shouldn't have sought employment in Huayang County in the first place. Like Yang Heshu, it would have been better to just find a small county to be the magistrate."

Freedom, within a county, the county magistrate is the biggest, who dares to ride on my neck...ahem, what the hell."

Mrs. Tang glanced at him and said, "It's not that you dislike the boring small county. Were you proud of yourself for a long time when you beat Yang Heshu to the position in Huayang County?"

Magistrate Tang could only sigh.

Mrs. Tang was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you want to write a letter to father?"

Magistrate Tang waved his hand, "It's just a small case, nothing serious."

"On one side is Prime Minister Ji and on the other side is the King of Yizhou. Where is the difference?"

"Isn't it a simple and clear case?" Magistrate Tang said: "You can pack up tomorrow and go to any temple or Taoist temple. Take your children out to avoid seeing anyone in the past two days.

You are very annoyed."

Mrs. Tang was still worried, "Are you really good at it?"

"Ji Hao is not dead yet. Now I am waiting to see his condition. If he survives, everything will be easy. I won't need to judge by then. The Ji family and the Ying family will be able to negotiate a charter," Tang County

The order said: "If he dies, it's over. It's useless for me to judge here. In the end, the case will have to be sent to the Ministry of Punishment or Dali Temple for another judgment."

"But the important thing is, how will you judge this first time?"

Magistrate Tang asked: "Judgment according to law?"

Mrs. Tang said: "That's it. Both sides have been offended."

Magistrate Tang said: "It's okay. At worst, we can pack up our things and go back to the capital. It just so happens that I also feel that the past two years have been a bit frustrating."

Mrs. Tang snorted coldly, "I think you are enjoying it. I heard that yesterday you stood on the hillside with a little girl and talked for a long time? Why did you talk for so long? Let me listen to it.

?”

County Magistrate Tang shook his head and said: "The jealousy is brewing again. It's a twelve-year-old girl. She went into the tent to give Ji Hao an injection to stop the bleeding, so I just asked her about Ji Hao's condition. By the way, I'm not talking to you.

Have you ever believed that she and her junior brother are friends of Chang Bo, and Chang Bo specifically asked me to take care of them."

"Hey, it's not Yang Heshu now, it's Chang Bo again."
Chapter completed!