Madam Liu didn't look at him anymore, turned to the Imperial Physician Wang, and bowed slightly. "Thank you for your hard work, Imperial Physician Wang."
Doctor Wang quickly returned the greeting. "My condolences, madam, I am resigning."
The cause of death of Liu Wenyuan could not be suppressed in the end.
Although Madam Liu decided that it was not Guiyuan Hall's problem, she is now mute and taking Coptis chinensis.
Liu An has been spreading the flames, and the uproar outside was also spread by Liu An.
The originally well-received Guiyuan Hall was beaten to death with a stick again.
A few days ago, Guiyuan Hall was openly admitting that Qi-Nourishing Pill had a problem.
Liu Wenyuan died not long after.
This further confirms that the death of Liu Wenyuan is closely related to the Guiyuan Hall.
Yao Qing picked up this shit by himself and swallowed it himself.
Noon.
Guiyuan Hall.
Shuntian Prefecture came, because the person who died was a fifth-grade official, Shuntian Prefecture Fu Cheng Qian Hongyi directly led several people to the Guiyuan Hall to get the person.
Qian Hongyi is in his fifties and has worked at Shuntian Prefecture for decades. Because he followed the right person, he climbed to the position of Fu Cheng step by step.
After Qian Hongyi arrived at the Guiyuan Hall, he waved his hand without saying a word:
"Everyone, take them all."
Sun Zhonghe, who was keeping accounts in front of the hall, was suddenly shocked and rushed forward to stop him.
But he was knocked to the ground by Qian Hongyi.
Several old teeth were broken.
"Guiyuan Hall's elixir is suspected of causing death. According to law, the store must be closed and searched."
At this point, all fifteen employees of the Guiyuan Hall were taken away by Shuntian Prefecture.
When Yao Qing got the letter and rushed over, fifteen people were being escorted on the street to Shuntian Prefecture.
Yao Qing stopped him without saying a word.
Ask loudly, "Who is the leader!"
Qian Hongyi got out of the sedan, looked at Yao Qing, and raised his hand casually. "Your Excellency, Shuntian Prefecture Mansion Chief Qian Hongyi, pays homage to Mr. Yao Qing."
Yao Qing looked towards Qian Hongyi. Behind him, Yang Zhenshan already knew something and stepped forward:
"Qian Hongyi, Yao Ke helped me up."
Yao Qing nodded, calmly, and shouted at Qian Hongyi, "I wonder what Guiyuan Hall committed?"
"Liu Wenyuan, do you still need me to explain to Yao Young Master Qing one by one about the death of Master Liu Wenyuan?"
"What evidence is there!"
"Of course there is evidence, but you don't have an official position, so it's inconvenient for me to present it."
At this point, it's time to break up.
Yao Qing looked at Qian Hongyi with a gloomy face.
Qian Hongyi was unmoved, smiled generously, turned around and got into the sedan.
The convoy left, leaving Yao Qing and Yang Zhenshan standing there.
Yao Ke was killed. After working hard at Yongjing City for decades, Yao Qing's extensive network of contacts was beyond his reach.
Yao Jingyi study room.
When Yao Ke came in, Yao Jingyi was reading an ancient book without raising his head.
"Father." Yao Ke saluted with clasped fists and a steady voice.
"What's going on?" Yao Jingyi was still looking.
Yao Ke walked to a place three steps away from the desk and stood there, speaking solemnly, "Father, Liu Wenyuan is dead."
"Imperial Medical Academy went to see him, and he said he was weak and exhausted." Yao Ke's voice was unhurried, "But Liu Family's people didn't think so. Liu Residence's housekeeper identified him on the spot, saying that it was Guiyuan Hall's elixir that killed Dr. Liu."
Yao Jingyi finally put down the book, raised his head, and looked at Yao Ke.
Yao Ke continued, "Guiyuan Hall just admitted in public a few days ago that there was a problem with the elixir, and now a life has been lost."
"Some people are already talking outside, saying that Guiyuan Hall's elixir killed people."
"Saying that Yao Family store is bullying customers and taking human life seriously."
He paused and his tone became a little more serious. "Father, Guiyuan Hall was taken over by the second brother. This happened when he just took over. If he is left in charge, it will only cause more trouble for the Yao Family."
Yao Jingyi leaned on the back of the chair, did not speak, and just looked at Yao Ke.
Yao Ke felt a little uncomfortable with that look, but he did not give in and continued, "I thought it would be better to take this opportunity to shut down Guiyuan Hall and calm the public opinion."
"As for the Treasure Pavilion in the hands of the second brother, it should be taken back together and managed by the Yao Family to avoid further trouble."
After he finished speaking, he waited for his father to speak.
The study was quiet for a long time.
"Yun Sheng." Yao Jingyi suddenly spoke.
Uncle Yun, who was guarding outside the door, pushed open the door and walked in. He cupped his fists and said, "Master."
"Go ahead Yao Qing calls."
"Yes."
Yao Qing knew something bad was going to happen on the way here.
Sure enough, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the big brother Yao Ke who was smiling but not smiling.
"Tell me, how do you plan to deal with it at this time?" Yao Jingyi looked at the booklet, and his tone revealed the meaning of beating.
"The cause of Liu Wenyuan's death was not because of the Guiyuan Hall. I'm investigating this matter." Yao Qing looked at Yao Jingyi with a livid face.
Before Yao Jingyi could speak, Yao Ke spoke first:
"It no longer makes sense whether Guiyuan Hall exists or not. Yao Family's reputation has been damaged."
"Second brother, this is just Guiyuan Hall. If something goes wrong with the Treasure Pavilion, what should you do?"
Yao Qing paid no attention to Yao Ke and just stared at Yao Jingyi.
After a long time, Yao Jingyi spoke:
"Yao Family's reputation cannot be ruined in your hands." Yao Jingyi still didn't raise his head.
In one sentence, the matter was finalized.
Yao Qing took a deep breath and took another deep look at Yao Jingyi.
One after another, no matter how well he does, it's useless.
Anyone with a discerning eye will know that this incident has nothing to do with him, and Yao Jingyi must know that the person who really did this is his good brother.
Is this still a father?
Is there any father who is so biased?
Yao Qing was extremely heartbroken, but did not have an attack on the spot.
"I will handle this matter myself. I will give an explanation to my father within three days."
After that, before the two of them could speak, they turned around and strode away.
The next day, it was still dark.
Yao Qing and Yang Zhenshan went out.
There were already people on the street, including peddlers carrying burdens, merchants driving carts, and hurried pedestrians, forming a noisy flow of people.
Shuntian Prefecture is in the east of the city, not far from Yao Residence.
The two of them were riding horses for about a cup of tea, when the yamen with gray bricks and blue tiles appeared in front of them.
Two stone lions squatted at the door, their heads were polished, their mouths were open and their teeth were exposed, as if they were laughing or mocking someone.
Yao Qing went up the steps, took off the piece of Token from his waist, and handed it to the concierge.
"Yao Residence Yao Qing, come and see Sun Zhonghe."
The concierge was a man in his forties with no expression on his face.
He took Token and glanced at it, then raised his head and looked at Yao Qing, then stepped aside and pursed his lips inward. "Wait a moment."
Yao Qing nodded and stepped into the threshold.
The courtyard is not big, with blue bricks on the floor, and several side rooms on both sides. The window lattice is covered with yellow paper, so no light can pass through.
The door to the main hall was closed, and there was a plaque hanging on the lintel with the words "Mingjing Hangs High" written on it. Most of the gold paint had peeled off.
Two guards stood in the yard, holding water and fire sticks. When they saw him coming in, they only raised their eyelids and then lowered their heads.
Then it's just waiting.
Yao Qing stood in the yard, motionless.
Yang Zhenshan stood behind him and said nothing.
The sun shines from the east, drawing long silhouettes on the blue brick ground.
The shadow shortens bit by bit and lengthens bit by bit.
A guard came out of the main hall with a tea bowl in his hand. He glanced at them and then went back.
Another clerk who looked like a clerk came out of the side room, carrying a stack of files, and walked past them without even pausing.
Cold treatment.
A long time passed.
Yao Qing finally spoke, in a low voice. "Please inform me again, Yao Residence Yao Qing is here to see Sun Zhonghe."
The officer didn't even look back. "Just wait, Mr. Fu Cheng is busy."
Yao Qing said no more.
He stood there, his hand hanging by his side, holding the piece of Token hard.
After another cup of tea, the door to the main hall finally opened.