Chapter 197 - 197 They're Just a Bunch of Lowly Peasants

197 They’re Just a Bunch of Lowly Peasants

Qingfeng lowered his eyes and waved his hand gently. The dark guards quickly retreated.

Luo Ping was frightened. He thought that there would be an intense battle and was prepared to turn around and run.

In the end, he hid among everyone and waited for a long time, but he did not see a single assassin.

He was so angry that he was shocked and furious. For a moment, he did not know if he should continue to Youjia Village.

If there was an ambush ahead, he would lose his life.

The wealth that he had painstakingly exchanged for would have disappeared!

When his gaze landed on the big tree in the middle of the road, the thought of retreating instantly disappeared.

This withered tree was deliberately placed here to stop him from taking revenge. He had a feeling that if he did not go to Youjia Village now, he would definitely not be able to catch his enemy.

His sense of hatred was intense, coupled with the scare just now.

Luo Ping raised his head and ordered towards Gongbing, “Move the trees away quickly and speed up. I suspect that the assassin is hiding in Youjia Village!”

He had been worried about finding an excuse to kill everyone. Now it was just nice. He didn’t have to make it up.

The withered tree was moved away, and the team continued forward. Soon, Luo Ping arrived at Youjia Village.

When he saw a village like the Peach Blossom Ridge, he was greatly surprised. He immediately cursed to himself, “Damn it, a group of refugees are living even better than him.”

He barged into the village, his face full of hostility. “Search for the assassin now. Everyone, come out!”

When Qingfeng returned, she had already brought all the villagers of Zhao Farmyard into the mountain. Luo Ping could not see them, so he naturally could not recognize them.

Luo Ping had come with the refugee records. There were so many villagers that he had to check one by one.

Of course, the first to be called were still Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao.

As long as he recognized if these two were his enemies, he could capture the others in one swoop!

He read out loudly, “Where is Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao?”

None of the thousands responded.

Luo Ping was furious. He was even more certain that Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao might have escaped. He grabbed Cui Shize, who was in the lead, in anger. “Let me ask you! Where are they? Did you hide the assassin? Let me tell you, hiding an assassin is a capital crime!”

Luo Ping, this idiot, did not understand the law at all. Cui Shize looked at Luo Ping calmly. “Sir, they’ve just entered the mountain and haven’t returned. Without any evidence, how can you be sure that they’re assassins?”

Luo Ping did not expect Cui Shize to not be afraid of him. His solemn tone made him sound more like a high-ranking official.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his gaze was gloomy, like a local hooligan. “If I say they’re assassins, they’re assassins! If they don’t return within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I’ll capture all of you!”

At this point, Cui Shize still had a calm expression. Even the people behind him looked at him as if they were looking at a clown.

There were thousands of them. Even if Luo Ping wanted to capture them, there was no place to imprison them, let alone kill all of them.

They were tools used by King Chu to gain a good reputation.

Luo Ping felt that he was being despised. He pointed at Cui Shize’s nose and scolded, “You don’t believe me, do you! Just you wait.”

He said to the guard, “I’ll light the incense now! I mean what I say!”

The guards looked around. One of them said, “There’s no incense, sir.”

Luo Ping looked at him coldly and roared like a mad dog, “Go find it! Do you want me to deliver it to you personally?! Are you the Lord, or am I the Lord?!”

The guard had no choice but to ask the villagers for an incense stick.

The villagers returned home and gave them a meter-long incense stick.

“…”

Luo Ping was dumbfounded. The villager said, “There’s no other incense.”

He was so angry that he snapped off the incense until only a small section was left. “It’s useless no matter who plays tricks.”

Yang Gongbing advised, “Lord Luo, if word gets out, it will probably affect your reputation.”

Luo Ping sneered. “They’re just a group of lowly people. Why would I be afraid of them?”

He did not know how to be an official at all. With power, in his eyes, everyone who had a lower status than him had become inferior.

Yang Gongbing’s persuasion was fruitless. While he was worried, Luo Ping suddenly called someone’s name.

“Gu Zhongxun! Come out!”

Everyone suddenly looked up nervously, not knowing why he was looking for Doctor Gu.

Lin Yue tightened his grip on the hidden weapon in his hand.

Gu Zhongxun walked out of the crowd. Luo Ping sized him up and frowned when he saw that he was so young. “Are you really Gu Zhongxun?” He thought that he would be a white-bearded old man in his seventies or eighties.

Gu Zhongxun nodded. “Yes.”

Could he treat Chu Mingxuan well at such a young age? Luo Ping’s eyes were filled with doubt.

Since Luo Ping was already here, Doctor Gu had to show him what he was capable of.

If he didn’t have the ability, he would be sent to prison for the rest of his life if he dared to fake Hua Tuo’s reputation and cheat the commoners.

Luo Ping brought Gu Zhongxun into the room and asked him to treat the four men.

Qingfeng followed silently.

Luo Ping said coldly, “Take a good look at them. If you can treat them, you’ll be rich. If you don’t, jail food will be your food for the rest of your life.”

Gu Zhongxun nodded slightly, giving off a warm feeling like the spring breeze.

He was not afraid of him at all.

It made Luo Ping involuntarily recall the day the flood happened. When Bai Wutong landed in front of him, it was as if a god was looking down on an ant.

These people really deserved to die.

The four patients Luo Ping brought had been impotent for many years. They had seen many famous doctors, but the doctors were helpless too.

Luo Ping did not tell Gu Zhongxun what was wrong with them. If Gu Zhongxun could not even tell the illness, it was even more impossible to treat them.

Gu Zhongxun took turns taking their pulse, but his expression was still calm.

Luo Ping frowned and was about to ask Gu Zhongxun what illness they had when Gu Zhongxun said to one of them, “Take off your pants. I’ll take a look at you.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Ping’s eyes lit up, and the displeasure on his face lessened.

He had tested many doctors before and they could not even tell the illness.

Gu Zhongxun was able to determine that they had a problem below at such a young age, which meant that he was really capable.

He pointed at the patient. “Take it off!”

The patient took off his pants with practiced ease.

Gu Zhongxun stared at it a few times, took out the silver needles for eating from his sleeve, and performed the acupuncture on the spot.

Luo Ping did not expect him to treat the patient immediately.

What did this mean? It meant that he was confident!

Luo Ping approached excitedly. The patient’s scalp turned numb when he saw him staring down at him with a smile. His toes almost pierced through the soles of his shoes.

After Gu Zhongxun placed a few needles, the patient felt a heat coming from below.

He looked over in disbelief. Before he could be happy for himself, Luo Ping grabbed his arm excitedly like a lunatic. “It’s moving! It’s moving!”

Those who didn’t know better would think that he had moved his own one.