Chapter 85: Mr. Yu and Yu Dongjia
Chapter 85 Mr. Yu and Mr. Yu's family
"Lord Yuan, I'm sorry to trouble you." Wen Jiuxiao cupped his hands to thank Yuan Wenrui.
Early in the morning, Young Master Mu sent them to the magistrate's yamen, dragged a yamen servant casually, and said: "This is a man from the government that our Mujiazhai rescued in the mountains. They are here to find your magistrate."
Then he threw the person and ran away in a hurry, like throwing a hot potato.
Qingfeng looked at his third master, and couldn't help but wonder, did the third master's face lose his charm? No, before leaving Beijing, the ladies and wives in Beijing were still thinking about the third master.
The head shepherd is also a Huaichun girl, right? Why is there an attitude of avoiding it, could it be—blind?
Yuan Wenrui was very surprised when he heard the report.
Someone from Beijing? Could it be from the Yuan family? But he didn't receive the letter!
When they met each other and looked at each other, they both saw strangeness in each other's eyes.
After talking again, Yuan Wenrui knew, "It turned out to be the third son of Wu'anhou's mansion, Mr. Xiaowen, Yuan has admired his name for a long time."
Yuan Wenrui was seven or eight years older than Wen Jiuxiao. When Yuan Wenrui was successful in his career, Wen Jiuxiao didn't even enter the Imperial College. By the time Wen Jiuxiao won the first prize, Yuan Wenrui had already been released from Beijing for many years.
Although they are both from Beijing, they have no intersection.
Although Yuan Wenrui is working abroad, he pays much attention to Beijing. He himself is also proud of his youth, and he is praised by others as promising. But compared with Wen Jiuxiao, he felt that he was far behind.
He was promoted to prefect at the age of thirty, fourth grade. It is also the fourth rank, and Mr. Xiaowen has already achieved it before he became weak.
Yuan Wenrui watched Wen Jiuxiao take out his identity certificates for him to check, and couldn't help admiring him in his heart, adding a little bit of affection to him.
As an official of the imperial court, you should be cautious in doing things. You said that you are Master Xiaowen, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, what proof do you provide? Yuan Wenrui definitely wanted to check his identity certificate, so Master Xiaowen took it out for him to check without him having to ask.
A young man proud of himself, in a high position, but without a hint of arrogance, who doesn't like such a person? Being so sophisticated at such a young age, it's no wonder he was able to rise to a high position.
Yuan Wenrui inspected it and returned it to him, "Master Xiaowen, don't mind the responsibility."
"I'm causing trouble to Mr. Yuan." Wen Jiuxiao cupped his hands again, "I bear the holy order, and I'm seriously injured. I want to hang around here for a while, and I hope you can make it easier for me."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Mr. Xiaowen, you are polite." He is an official in the same dynasty, and he is also a native of the capital. If he can reach out to help, he will naturally do so. Besides, where can you find such a good thing that Mr. Xiaowen owes you favors?
Yuan Wenrui enthusiastically arranged a place for Wen Jiuxiao, extended medical consultations, and entertained Wen Jiuxiao very well. He also borrowed manpower for him to use, and he didn't spy on anything randomly.
Wen Jiuxiao also thinks that Yuan Wenrui is a good person, so far, he can deal with him. Xu Shi got used to it in Dali Temple. No matter when he met someone or something, he always questioned first and didn't make a decision right away.
The doctor Yuan Wenrui found for Wen Jiuxiao was an elderly doctor with superb medical skills, and he quickly removed the poison from him. After a few days of recuperation, most of the external injuries on his body have healed. As for the internal injuries, he can only take care of them slowly.
When the old doctor came back for a follow-up visit, he didn’t think it was strange, “Besides your good health, you also used Yuji’s Zhixue Powder because of the good medicine, right?”
Wen Jiuxiao looked at Yuan Wenrui, Yuan Wenrui said: "Mr. Jiang has good eyesight, it is Yu Ji's Zhixue San."
The old imperial doctor had a beard and said, "This old man has been practicing medicine for decades. If you want to talk about Zhixue powder, Yu Ji's has the best effect."
Yuan Wenrui and You Rongyan said, "Isn't that right? Thanks to Yu Ji, it has benefited us."
As far as his yamen is concerned, they often have to investigate cases and arrest murderers, and injuries are common. Since Mr. Yu formulated the Zhixue powder, it can save lives at critical times.
Wen Jiuxiao was thoughtful, and after the old doctor left, he asked: "The hemostatic powder I use these days is the same as the one I used in Mujiazhai."
"I know." Yuan Wenrui didn't find it strange at all, "It's all Yuji's Zhixue powder, Mujiazhai—" he told the origin of Mujiazhai, "They are also citizens of Daqing. Going deep into the mountains, so that he has no trust in the government and the court.
"Later, Mr. Yu rescued half of them from the village. They trusted Mr. Yu, so they gradually became willing to come out and contact people. The Mu Qing who sent them over, their young master, even got a job as a catcher in the Yamen. Well. Their village is different from the outside, it is run by women."
Speaking of this, he sighed, "Being an official once serves to educate one side. As an official of the imperial court, Yuan is ashamed to see the people fleeing to the mountains!"
He quickly changed his brisk tone again, "It's also thanks to Mr. Yu, they are willing to contact the outside world, and I believe they will also be willing to move outside to live in the near future."
"Boss Yu and Mr. Yu are the same person?" Wen Jiuxiao caught the point right away.
"Yes! Mr. Yu is not only capable, but also a good person." Yuan Wenrui had a smile on his face, admiring this man very much, "There is no large piece of land in the mountains to grow crops, so Mr. Yu taught the people from Mujiazhai Lin Zhong Plant medicinal materials and exchange them for food. Seeing that their village doesn’t even have a serious doctor, they got the people in the village to come out to study medicine in the medical center.”
Wen Jiuxiao's eyes flashed, "Isn't that doctor Wang very good at medicine?"
"Doctor Wang's medical skills are quite good, but he is not from Mujiazhai, but a doctor from Huichuntang in the city. Every three months, he goes to the village for ten days for medical treatment, and the village uses medicinal materials in exchange. This is also the matter of Mr. Yu. facilitated."
Wen Jiuxiao nodded, with such a compassionate heart, it is indeed worthy of being called Mr., "This Mr. Yu turned out to be a pharmacist."
Yuan Wenrui just laughed, "No, she runs a flower shop, Yu Ji Flower Shop, a flower seller."
Wen Jiuxiao was surprised, "A flower seller? Didn't you say he is equipped with Zhixue powder?"
"It's really a flower shop, but it also sells Zhixue powder, only Zhixue powder. Oh, and occasionally Mabo powder. She made Mabo powder which is as effective as Zhi Xue powder, but it's very rare. Whether you can buy it depends on luck. It depends on whether Mr. Yu is in a good mood."
"How do you say it?" Wen Jiuxiao asked.
Yuan Wenrui said: "Someone begs to come to the door. If you catch up with Mr. Yu in a good mood, even if you don't, I can match you on the spot. If you are in a bad mood, then—"
He spread his hands, which meant that both of them understood.
Wen Jiuxiao closed his eyes, "This Mr. Yu is really—" He thought about how to describe it.
"Maverick, isn't it?" Yuan Wenrui took the words and didn't take it seriously, "All capable people are like this."
Mr. Yu's giant Buddha lives in Ancheng, so Yuan Wenrui feels safe. Because Mr. Yu kept a low profile, he never came to disturb him easily.
Da Yin lives in the city, he understands!
But in private, he often told the people under him: there must be no business at Shiliu Lane where Mr. Yu lives and Dongda Street where she has a shop. If you meet someone who doesn't have eyes, cover your mouth and take them away. Don't let anyone dance in front of Mr. Yu.
Actually, even if he doesn't say anything, the people below know what to do. After all, they were all on the top of the city that day, preparing to live and die with Ancheng, and they all saw with their own eyes that Mr. Yu was carrying a child on his back, holding a sword in his hand, one person and one sword piercing the sky, and defending Ancheng.
At this time, Wen Jiuxiao never thought that Mr. Yu was a woman, let alone the old friend he thought about day and night.
(end of this chapter)