A face that was too eye-catching was not a good trait to have. For Qin Ming Yue, besides the theatre, he tried to avoid things such as accompanying customers over wine as much as he could. Before he arrived in Yan Cheng, he had always moved around, never staying at one place for too long or he would have been taken in as a boytoy or something lesser by some nobility or powerful family a long time ago.
The opportunity to sing in front of the district magistrate was one to be greatly boasted about, but who knew what kind of monster or trap he would be walking into.
Xiao Feng Wu pulled Qin Ming Yue into his embrace and sighed as he said,
“So clever.”
Lowering his eyes, Qin Ming Yue slowly rubbed over the finger that was missing a section,
“Been stupid once, suffered the consequences, so naturally one would be smarter now……”
Qu Jiang Dao was the most extravagant and prosperous area in Yan Cheng. There would normally be no small number of beggars around, but the soldiers on duty had cleared them all out on the magistrate’s orders, pushing them into an abandoned temple outside the city. Their cries and wails could be heard all day long throughout the streets.
“Da-ye, Da-ye, I beg of you please. My mother, she has a leg injury, she cannot withstand a single push!”
Broken pieces and bowls used for begging were tossed onto the floor, shattering into pieces. A girl whose face was haggard and gaunt was crying as she held up an elderly, grey haired lady who had fallen to the ground. The mother and daughter pair were wearing extremely old and dirty clothing that looked to have been patched up many times, showing off how destitute they were.
The head of the soldiers was Jiang Ping An. Seeing how the old woman had an empty pant leg instead of a right leg, he felt some difficulty saying,
“Young girl, these are orders from the district magistrate. Take your mother outside the city for a few days and when the superior of my superior leaves, you naturally can come back.”
Qian Lang-zhong was just drying medicine outside the door with Xiao Feng Wu when he saw this and he threw aside the basket harshly. Coldly ‘hmph’ing, he said,
“Always up to no good, doing things that are so inhumane. What, how have beggars ruffled their feathers and bothered them now?!”
Inside of Hui Chun Tang, it was very humid so quite a lot of the medicine has already grown mold, soaking in too much moisture. The beams of the structure had also been rotting and they had hired a builder to help reinforce the beams, so Xiao Feng Wu was moving the consultation tables outside. He was enjoying the sun as he dried other medicine and at this he lazily and hazily said,
“There are too many beggars. You know the saying, the better the leadership, the less poverty and other bad things. Everyone here in Yan Cheng has no worries and no suffering, the only situation of which can show how good our great district magistrate is as an official, hmm.”
“Peh!”
Qian Lang-zhong’s moustache was trembling from his anger, and he almost ran over to hit his smoking pipe on Jiang Ping An’s official’s hat, angrily saying,
“You bastard! Bring them into my shop. Her leg’s gone and you’re still making them crawl out of the city! Is this how your mother taught you to behave?!”
Jiang Ping An was about to explode in anger when he saw that it was Qian Lang-zhong and immediately deflated. He was a filial son, and he still remembered how Xiao Feng Wu saved his mother’s life. Besides, his personality wasn’t that bad; beyond gambling, he didn’t have many other personality defects. So with Qian Lang-zhong’s words, he righted his hat again and signalled his underlings to move the mother and daughter pair on a stretcher into the shop. With an ingratiating laugh, he said,
“We have no other way. This is all under the district magistrate’s orders. Qian Lang-zhong, whatever you say, but just please don’t let these beggars out! Once the overseeing official has left, it’ll be fine then.”
Qian Lang-zhong could not stand the sight of what was happening and his moustache puffed up from his huff as he glowered at the soldiers. He ordered De Gui to take care of the mother and daughter and then immediately grabbed his medicine bag to head off to a neighbouring town to avoid seeing similar situations that would make him mad.
“Look carefully. Her type of illness is old rotting boils. Quite a bit has died due to the wounded area, creating a loss of blood flow below the knee and creating unsmooth pathways between her breathing and her blood throughout the entire body. Due to the continuous exposure to heat and humidity, the blood has coagulated and created rotten areas of flesh. Grab some ku fan and iron yam to patch over the wound.1 Once every morning and night, and she should be fine in about ten days.”
De Gui asked in shock,
“It’s that simple?”
Xiao Feng Wu snorted,
“It’s just a torn and rotten boil. How complicated did you want it to be.”
There were not a lot of patients in the morning, but in the afternoon, it started getting busy.
Xiao Feng Wu was becoming sleepy from the sun’s gentle rays. It made his face seem quite emotionless and looking quite out of it as one hand held up his head and the other over someone’s pulse to check their status,
“It’s a cold. A bit serious.”
The woman across from him couldn’t stop her light coughs and an abnormal blush covered her face. She said with a hoarse voice,
“Physician, I had a consultation over at Bao Sheng Tang, and the prescription’s right here, but even after I followed it, I’m not getting better. In fact, it seems to be getting worse and worse. What is going on?”
“This prescription is too conservative, so naturally it will have no effect,”
Xiao Feng Wu lowered his eyes and grabbed a calligraphy brush to add twelve more medicinal herbs to the prescription,
“Besides pueraria roots, purple perilla leaves, saposhnikovia roots, ramulus cinnamomi, angelica root, tangerine peel, platycodon root, liquoric root, raw ginger, when you drink the medicine, also add a Shun Qi Dan.”
The elderly woman hesitated and said,
“But this Shun Qi Dan is not very cheap……”
Xiao Feng Wu said,
“Then it looks like it’s between whether you want money or if you want to keep your life.”
After he said that, he pushed the prescription aside, about to ask for the next patient when an elderly voice suddenly rang out from above his head,