Chapter 190

"Miss Jun's family hid in the boudoir and married as a woman. I thought the Jun's family had lost its roots in Runan in this world. I didn't expect it to be so amazing."

Standing on the roadside, looking at the crowded crowd in the street, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe twisted his beard and sighed.

Beside him, several other elegant scholars nodded in agreement.

They all looked at the location of Jiuling hall, but the crowded crowd blocked the small hut, not to mention the people sitting in the hut.

But the collapsed and messy houses are more and more eye-catching.

This kind of collapse is not an earthquake fire, nor is it a rough thatched house for a long time, but it is obviously pushed down by man.

The reader frowned.

"Why did the Jiuling Hall of your family collapse?" Asked the middle-aged man who had just sighed.

How the Jiuling Hall of Jun's family collapsed is best known to the small people in the market. However, the gossip in the streets and alleys is their pleasure, and there is nothing in the city that they don't know.

But these are just the talk of everyone. As for others, especially when it comes to the dispute over land and real estate, it is difficult for honest officials to break, and it is irrelevant to them.

But now, seeing that Jiuling hall is so powerful, even these scholars came to see the excitement and asked actively, someone took the initiative to tell them the story.

It's just that the orphan girl came back to open the medicine hall, but her family property was coveted. As a result, the house was pushed to the hospital overnight.

But miss Jun was not afraid of difficulties and dangers. Holding the sign of jiulingtang, she resolutely set up a thatched shed on the ruins to open the door for consultation, and was as kind as her grandfather's family style.

Under the exaggerated description of the people, a lonely and strong girl was shaped in front of the readers.

Especially when she heard that the house collapsed, Miss Jun didn't cry or make trouble. She stood on the ruins with Jiuling hall in her arms and turned to face the scene when the people announced the opening of Jiuling hall.

Like a general who vows to defend his country to the death in the face of the surging enemy, or a loyal minister who vows not to be dirty in the face of treachery and chaos.

"Haoqi Festival." A scholar sighed.

"Bu Kui is a descendant of the king's family." Another sighed, "there is not only the kindness of the doctor of his ancestors, but also the scholar character of his father."

"Who bullied such an orphan girl?" There are older people who are calm and ask the most critical questions.

People don't feel much about the integrity and moral integrity that scholars say, but it's always a favorite to be able to avoid danger and become famous in the face of threats.

Of course, people have their own cunning. They don't point out that master Yan did it. However, master Yan can't provoke them, but someone can.

"We don't know that." Several people winked, "but someone probably knows."

They said and pointed to the crowd.

"Well, the old Hu family said earlier that this is their house."

Laohu family?

Reading people also look at the past.

What is Lao Hu's family?

On the other side of the tall building, many people also watched the Jiuling hall here.

From the upper floor, you can clearly see the thatched shed on the rubble ruins, which can not be seen by the people inside, but the three character plaque of the ancient Jiuling hall can be seen clearly.

Because the scene was too chaotic, the people waiting for the doctor spontaneously maintained order and stopped the patients who wanted to thank them outside.

"You don't have to nag. Of course Miss Jun knows that she will cure you. Don't affect her treatment."

But this did not let the grateful people leave. Miss Jun knew that it was Miss Jun's business that they would be cured. They were still willing to let more people know. At the same time, in order to vent the joy of being treated for a long time, they all stood outside excitedly describing how much their previous illness was, how many doctors they saw, how much medicine they took, how painful and how desperate they were, And how she was cured by several doses of medicine from Miss Jun.

With the talk or cry or laugh, the listener also cry or laugh, the scene is very noisy.

"Miss Xuanjun has a chance to get rid of the disease."

The man in the tall building looked back and said.

"The fangs in Yangcheng are virtuous and prosperous, and Jinshan and Yinshan are rich in gold. What brilliant doctors and rare prescriptions can get."

That made the rest of the room laugh.

"This is medical treatment, not scientific examination." One of them said, "even if you don't have any ink in your mind and miss a question as a means, you can be a Jinshi. It's a technical job to treat patients and save people. You can't do anything false."

"Yes, she has seen dozens of patients in more than half a month. Their conditions are different, their severity is different, and their origins are different. One or two or more can be used as a means, but all of them are optimistic. Only gods can do it." Another sighed.

"Moreover, we have sent someone to inquire. These patients have not contacted anyone after the event, nor have they changed the decoction." Someone followed, "even if the Fang family has the ability, it can't be so flawless."

Everyone's eyes looked out of the window again.

"It's impossible except for your true ability." One person said with certainty.

Someone laughed.

"Then Yan San kicked the iron plate this time." He said.

There was a hush here.

"Look, the county magistrate is here." He said, pointing downstairs.

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"I don't call." Miss Jun looked at the man in front of her and said.

Now the people in line are eyeing and will never allow others to occupy their position, but the arrival of this man made people move away without complaint.

He came straight up and asked Miss Jun for possible door-to-door consultation.

Miss Jun answered very simply.

"This is the housekeeper of our county magistrate." The people waiting nearby couldn't help reminding.

Miss Jun said hello to the man, but there was no other action.

The man didn't think so and smiled.

"Then let's come here." He said kindly and saluted Miss Jun, so he turned around and was surprised to see the ruins here. "How did the house of Jiuling hall collapse?"

It has been nearly 20 days since the house of jiulingtang was demolished. The story has been spread all over the country. How can the county lords not know.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present understood it.

This means that the county Lords have to intervene.

Only the government can control master Yan, a squire.

Miss Jun's grievance can be reported, and the people present looked excited.

Even Lei Zhonglian's face, which has always looked numb, was slightly moved.

Of course, he was not excited, but sighed.

He once asked Miss Jun that the house should be settled? Miss Jun didn't care. She said that the house was not important. She didn't even ask why.

But now look, without Miss Jun asking, someone took the initiative to ask.

Others ask for justice and God to sue the Buddha, while Miss Jun just needs to sit and wait.

Lei Zhonglian sighed, while Hu GUI, standing behind the man, turned white.

It's over.