I am happy to be a mother in a famine year, I have a system to farm the land

Magistrate Han was shocked when he heard that Wen Wan actually used gas diffusion to drug Mrs. Han.

He never expected that a person would go to such an extent just to harm others.

Although he was angry, Magistrate Han still had some sense in his heart.

Thinking of Wen Wan, County Magistrate Han couldn't help but frown.

Although he didn't spend much time with Wen Wan, he could still tell a bit about Wen Wan's nature.

Although Wen Wan had been lurking in the backyard for so long, he felt that such a method might not have come from Wen Wan.

Zhu Qiuqi saw Magistrate Han's expression of embarrassment and said, "Master Han, the medicine Wen Wan gave to Madam yesterday was for the ointment I applied to Madam before."

"I compared the medicines carefully today. They are all the same medicines as my ointment. Not a single medicine is superfluous."

Magistrate Han was shocked, and the hands hidden in his sleeves could not help but tighten a little.

"Mrs. Zhu, this is no joke."

Zhu Qiuqi glanced at Han Qingling and said, "Ling'er, can you tell me where the clothes Madam changed today are from."

Han Qingling saw that her father didn't even laugh at your update, and she became anxious for a moment.

She didn't care about anything else and quickly called the maid guarding outside the door to find the clothes Mrs. Han was wearing before.

Because there is medicine on it, it may be difficult to clean it off without using special medicine.

In order to comfort Mrs. Han's body, Zhu Qiuqi temporarily had Mrs. Han's clothes put away. Even the sheets and quilt covers used by Mrs. Han were put away.

She planned to let the people in the house know about it tomorrow after she prepared the medicine for him.

Han Qingling found the scar on her clothes and put her poison test paper on it.

Within a quarter of an hour, the originally white paper without any reveries or stains had turned into a light cyan color.

When County Magistrate Han saw this scene, what else didn’t he understand?

Although Zhu Qiuqi's guess had no basis, she did guess the truth of the matter.

Magistrate Han still trusted Zhu Qiuqi quite a bit.

That means that there is probably someone else around this Wen Wan who is helping her.

Moreover, the person who helps her is probably a person with excellent medical skills.

If Zhu Qiuqi hadn't discovered her wife's abnormality today, he might not have been able to find out if his wife was poisoned again.

Magistrate Han gritted his teeth when he thought of how Mrs. Han was dying due to poisoning.

Seeing Magistrate Han's face turn ashen, Zhu Qiuqi advised: "Master Han, Wen Wan has been alarmed by us now. Even if you send someone to guard the backyard now, I'm afraid Wen Wan will not be suspicious."

"The most important thing now is the person who advises Wen Wan, who is Wen Wan's spy in Zhengyuan."

"If the spy hadn't been found, Madam might be in danger at any time."

A person who is good at disguise, Zhu Qiuqi really didn't know how to find her among the many people in the main courtyard.

When County Magistrate Han heard this, he immediately sent people to strengthen the guards in the backyard.

Seeing that Mrs. Han and Magistrate Han seemed to have something else to say, Han Qingling pulled Zhu Qiuqi towards her room.

Zhu Qiuqi couldn't help but feel funny when she saw Han Qingling's mysterious appearance.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have any diluted treasures for me?"

Han Qingling knew that Zhu Qiuqi was teasing her, so she couldn't help but wrinkled her nose.

"Sister Zhu, please stop joking. What kind of diluted treasures do I have?"

"I am afraid that the most valuable object in my room is myself."

Magistrate Han was a very simple official. In order not to be entangled by people in the court, he rarely got together with his colleagues, let alone talked about corruption and bribery. This also made the Han family's life very difficult.

Zhu Qiuqi watched Han Qingling pull her to the bronze mirror, then pointed at herself in the bronze mirror and asked: "Sister Zhu, don't you notice anything different about me?"

Zhu Qiuqi was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at the little girl in front of her.

Seeing Han Qingling's eyes always looking at her own cheek in the bronze mirror, Zhu Qiuqi finally reacted.

"Why, the acne marks on your face are gone?"

Zhu Qiuqi's question made Han Qingling laugh immediately.

"I wish my sister good eyesight. Not only are my acne marks gone, but some of the brown spots I had before have also disappeared."

Seeing the little girl's joy and excitement, Zhu Qiuqi was also happy for her.

After Han Qingling calmed down, she looked at Zhu Qiuqi and suddenly became shy.

Seeing her appearance, Zhu Qiuqi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"What? What do you want to see me for?"

Han Qingling was shocked and her cheeks turned red.

"Sister Zhu, I have a good friend who has scars on her face like mine before. Can I sell this ointment to her?"

Zhu Qiuqi was stunned, obviously not expecting that this was what Han Qingling was talking to her about.

"Since this ointment has been given to you, it is yours. It is up to you to decide how you want to deal with her."

When Han Qingling heard this, the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Sister Zhu, I have an idea. Are you interested?"

Zhu Qiuqi looked at the little girl's cunning look and knew that she might have something else on her mind.

"Tell me what happened."

"Sister, I want to open a shop, but I need your help."

Zhu Qiuqi was stunned and couldn't help but look at the little girl a few more times.

Han Qingling was just a hairdresser now. Why did this little girl who had always been in her boudoir suddenly come up with such an idea?

"Ling'er, why do you suddenly want to open a shop?"

Han Qingling's expression was a little sad, "Since my father became an official, he has never accepted any gifts."

“But it’s really difficult to support our whole family with just my father’s monthly salary.”

"My mother went to those ladies' banquets before, and I could see that those people didn't want to see my mother. They only flattered me in front of my father."

"The same is true for my brother. Every poetry banquet, if it weren't for my brother's outstanding literary talent, I'm afraid he wouldn't be invited by those people."

Zhu Qiuqi understood that this little girl actually wanted to start her own business to support her family.

"What kind of business do you want to do?"

Han Qingling looked at the ointment in her hand and said, "Sister Zhu, I want to cooperate with you. This is the ointment we make, as well as the facial cream and Rouyi ointment business you gave me before."

Zhu Qiuqi was stunned and couldn't help but look more serious when she saw Han Qingling's expression.

Isn't what Han Qingling is talking about a skin care product business?

I wonder if this little girl has a keen sense of business and has taken a fancy to this lucrative business.