The Authorities Took Over the Southern District, and the Second Prince's Residence Suffered a Public Setback

Cao Jin raised his hand and waved, Chang'an County Yamen immediately parted the crowd. Two guarded the alley entrance, two protected the medicine shed, and the rest separated Ye Qingyun and Chu Tianxing.

Shuhe knelt in the mud, holding Ye Qingyun's shoulder, sobbing so hard she couldn't even speak coherently.

"Young master, his hand! Our young master can't move his hand!"

Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth and raised his left arm, straining his shoulder, but his arm only swayed slightly.

He stared at his cuffs, the color draining from his face even more.

Chu Tianxing leaned against a pillar, catching his breath. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and went to check on the terrified old man.

"Can someone help me get this old man home?"

Cao Jin's face darkened.

"You still have the mind to care about patients?"

Chu Tianxing up.

"If I don't care about the patients, am I just trying to gain sympathy?"

Cao Jin choked so hard his face turned black.

Yuan Shen walked into the medicine shed, his shoes treading through the mud and water, his gaze falling on the overturned medicine table and the scattered herbs.

" Ye Qingyun, you stormed into the shed with a knife, injuring medical staff and disturbing patients. Do you admit it?"

Ye Qingyun looked up at him, still tasting blood in her throat.

" Chu Tianxing harmed me first."

Chu Tianxing immediately retorted, "How have I harmed you? You ignored the doctor's orders, practiced unorthodox martial arts in the middle of the night, ruined your hand, and now you're making false accusations?"

I've advised you several times, but you wouldn't listen. Now it's my fault?

Someone in the crowd whispered in agreement.

" Physician Chu is busy treating patients every day; he wouldn't have time to harm him."

" Young Master Ye is truly mistaken this time."

Hearing these words, Ye Qingyun felt even more choked up.

Yuan Shen raised his hand.

Write them all down.

The clerk beside him spread out paper and dipped his brush in ink.

"A nighttime brawl broke out at the free clinic in Shun'an Lane, damaging the pharmacy and frightening patients. Ye Qingyun was wielding a knife, and Chu Tianxing was injured. Further investigation is needed regarding injuries sustained during martial arts training."

Upon hearing the words "martial arts training can cause injuries," Ye Qingyun clenched his teeth.

"Lord Yuan, are you going to include my injuries in the report?"

Yuan Shen looked at him.

"You were injured while practicing martial arts at the martial arts school, and tonight you caused trouble because of your injury. If I don't write this down, the Censorate can write that I failed in my duty of oversight tomorrow."

Ye Qingyun looked at Cao Jin.

"You want to remember it like that too?"

Cao Jin coldly replied, "If a knife fight occurs within the county's jurisdiction, a pharmacy is vandalized, and patients are frightened, are you going to write it as a scholar's nighttime stroll?"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but laugh.

Shuhe hurriedly protected Ye Qingyun.

"My young master didn't cause trouble on purpose. He was just in a lot of pain and overheard people gossiping outside the wall in the middle of the night."

Cao Jin looked at the crowd.

"Who's up at night, spreading gossip by his wall?"

The crowd parted slightly; no one recognized him.

Gu Moran stood under the eaves of the tea stall, observing.

Uncle Fu has already sent someone to deliver the draft to Yuan Shen.

Yuan Shen took it and looked at it, his brows furrowing even deeper.

Cao Jin also went over to take a look.

After reading it, the two looked at each other and nodded.

Yuan Shen closed the draft and handed it to the clerk behind him.

"Let's do it this way."

The clerk cleared his throat.

"Listen up, everyone. This is to rectify the chaos in the south of the city."

" The Jingzhao Prefecture plans to establish the Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School as South City Martial Workshop, which will include young martial arts practitioners from Shun'an Lane, Bitter Water Lane, and Black Shed Street. Their place of origin, age, residence, and family members will be registered. They are not allowed to possess weapons, practice unorthodox martial arts, or engage in nighttime brawls."

The crowd quieted down.

Several young men from the Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School stood behind the crowd, their expressions changing.

The clerk continued reading.

"The martial arts workshops are registered with the Jingzhao Prefecture and patrolled in rotation by Chang'an County. Their daily duties include physical training, carrying loads, fire prevention, and night patrols. In case of fire or flood, they are subject to the government's command."

Cao Jin took over the conversation.

" Dragon Abyss Martial Arts School will be registering at the county government tomorrow. Liu Laosan, Sun Kui, Ma Liu all need to be there."

One of the apprentices couldn't help but ask, "Lord Cao, will we still be able to practice boxing in the future?"

Cao Jin glanced at him.

"Able."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

Cao Jin added, "But anyone who practices unorthodox martial arts techniques recklessly, and then, after making a mistake, takes a knife and smashes the medicine shed, will be given twenty strokes of the cane by this county magistrate."

The boy immediately shut up.

Yuan Shen looked at Chu Tianxing.

"The free clinic tent is damaged, and the medical supplies accounts are in disarray; these also need to be rectified."

Chu Tianxing became alert.

"Change what? Let me make this clear first, I'm not going to work for your government."

Yuan Shen said, "You still want to work here? The free clinic will be converted into South City Emergency Relief Shelter and registered with Chang'an County. You can still see patients, and the medicines will be registered. Poor patients can be treated according to the register."

Chu Tianxing stared at him.

"Will you pay?"

Cao Jin said, "The medicine shed will be subsidized with donated silver first. The medicinal materials will be registered, and it will be clear in the accounts who donated them and who used them."

Chu Tianxing pointed to the several boxes of medicinal herbs in the Second Prince's Residence.

What about these?

Cao Jin said, "Register first."

Chu Tianxing thought for a moment.

"Registration is fine, but don't slip me a visiting card or make me write a thank-you letter; my handwriting is terrible."

Cao Jin's forehead twitched.

Where did this guy even come from?

What's on your mind all day long?

Yuan Shen looked at Chu Tianxing.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to see patients?"

Chu Tianxing glanced down at the herbs scattered in the mud, then looked at the terrified patients in the shed.

My chest still hurts, but the medicine is still there.

The official plaque was troublesome, but it could protect him from local thugs and also prevent the prince's men from dragging him away.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"Sit. I'll sit, but on conditions."

Cao Jin frowned.

You still dare to negotiate?

Chu Tianxing, "First, poor people should not be allowed to ask for money upfront when seeking emergency medical treatment."

Yuan Shen nodded.

"Can."

"Secondly, regardless of wealth, everyone must queue, and medicines are prescribed according to the patient's condition; no one can make requests without permission."

Cao Jin glanced at him.

"Can."

"Third, if anyone lets someone bring a knife into the shed in the middle of the night again, your government will be responsible for compensating for the medicine box."

Cao Jin gritted his teeth.

"Can."

Chu Tianxing then sat back down on the stool and pressed his hand to his chest.

"Alright, move the medicinal herbs inside first. Give the old man half a qian of ginseng slices to brew; don't waste them."

As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people arrived at the alley entrance.

Leading the group was the steward of the Second Prince's Residence, dressed in a clean robe, but his shoes were splattered with mud, indicating that he had arrived in a hurry.

He saw Chu Tianxing was injured from afar and first bowed to Yuan Shen and Cao Jin.

"Lord Yuan, Lord Cao, my Highness, upon hearing that Physician Chu was injured, has specially ordered me to prepare a carriage and invite Physician Chu to his residence to recuperate."

Chu Tianxing up.

I'm not going.

The manager's smile didn't fade.

"Don't worry, Physician Chu. His Highness values talent. The manor is well-stocked with medicinal herbs, and renowned doctors are also available."

Chu Tianxing, "I am a divine healer myself."

The steward choked for a moment, then looked at Yuan Shen.

"Lord Yuan, Physician Chu is seriously injured. If he stays in this dilapidated shed, his treatment may be delayed."

Yuan Shen picked up the registration book he had just filled out; the ink was still wet.

" Chu Tianxing has registered as a doctor at the South City Emergency Relief Shelter. Tonight, he is injured in a fight. He cannot leave Shun'an Lane until the case is cleared up."

The manager's expression changed slightly.

"Lord Yuan, this is His Highness the Second Prince's intention."

Cao Jin took half a step forward.

"Case handling in Chang'an County is not under the jurisdiction of the Second Prince's Residence."

The steward looked at Cao Jin.

"Lord Cao, don't speak too definitively."

Cao Jin's face was cold.

"I have to see the Censorate early this morning. If I hand over the person in this case to the Prince's residence tonight, my story won't be convincing."

The manager's gaze swept over the medicine box.

"What about these medicinal herbs?"

Chu Tianxing and slapped the lid of the box.

"After registering, you can return to the emergency shelter. If your Second Prince wants to take it back, that's fine. But Ye Qingyun caused trouble, and these medicinal herbs were the main cause. Please pay for the patients who were frightened tonight first."

The manager looked very displeased when he saw that the man had blood on his lips and still dared to ask for money.

" Physician Chu, Your Highness means well, please don't misunderstand."

Chu Tianxing, "I'm poor, I'm greedy for money, and I get a headache from kindness."

Someone in the crowd laughed again.

If the manager stayed any longer, things would only get worse, so he had no choice but to take his leave.

Gu Moran watched this scene from under the eaves and put down his teacup.

Uncle Fu said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Second Prince's Residence has suffered a loss."

Gu Moran watched as Yuan Shen and Cao Jin began arranging for the yamen runners to make a register, then looked at Ye Qingyun, who had been helped up by Shuhe.

Ye Qingyun's left arm hung down, but he was still staring at Chu Tianxing.

There was hatred, suspicion, and an unconcealable fear in his eyes.

A panel appeared in front of Gu Moran's eyes.

[A conflict with Ye Qingyun's bamboo slip cultivation technique Son of Destiny, has been detected and has erupted prematurely.]

[Backlash from the Martial Arts Fame Node.]

[ Ye Qingyun's luck value has plummeted to its lowest point.]

[Detection indicates that Chu Tianxing, the Son of Destiny, is involved in the South City Government storyline.]

[Two Son of Destiny have their fortunes in conflict.]

[ The Heavenly Dao Correction Force has experienced its first outage.]