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Although Mr. Tang is a medical officer and does not understand the twists and turns of officialdom as well as serious ministers, he still has the necessary common sense.

Dali Temple would never be so bored as to go to the Qin Lou Chu Hall to catch the benefactor.

Unless this pleasure-seeking benefactor had committed a crime, and must have been involved in some major case, Dali Temple could not wait and rushed there overnight.

Thinking of this, Mr. Tang had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still suppressed his doubts and asked Mrs. Cao and Mrs. Wu to sit down in the side room together.

"Dali Temple will not arrest people casually. Tell me, what stupid thing has the boss done recently? Is he closely associated with anyone?" Mr. Tang asked directly.

Mrs. Cao was a little confused. How could she, a woman, know about this man? If she asked too many questions, Tang Yuanzhi would only find her more and more verbose. It was fine in the village in the past, with the old man under his control. Tang Yuanzhi had never traveled far and had never seen the world. He didn't have that many colorful hearts, but he was still a bit considerate.

But since coming to Ruidu, he has seen many gentle and good-looking young ladies outside, and he has become more and more impatient with her. If the old man hadn't established the rule that men in the Tang family could only take concubines when they were forty and had no children, she might have had a "sister" long ago.

Thinking of the gold hairpin and banknotes that he took out from the drunken Tang Yuanzhi a few days ago, Cao suddenly felt something was wrong. She slapped her thigh and said, "Did this Thousand Swordsman steal other people's money? Otherwise, those three of his Can you afford melons and jujubes enough to visit the Flower House? Yes, that must be the case, that’s why Dali Temple arrested him.”

Is being careless contagious?

Mr. Cao didn't have this temper when he first entered the house, but now he looks exactly like the boss.

Mr. Tang was speechless, but he still patiently explained: "Catching a thief would not involve so much effort. Let me ask you, who has he mentioned in front of you recently, or what strange things have he mentioned?"

Mr. Cao shook his head blankly, and soon said in shock: "He was drunk a few days ago. When he went crazy, he kept talking about uncle Xiao Guo. But dad, he always likes to brag, and it is probably Hu Qin's."

When Mrs. Tang heard Xiao Guojiu's name, his heart was already cold. When he thought of the treacherous court and the Liu family behind Xiao Guojiu, his whole heart became cold.

"I understand, you go back and wait for the news."

He waved his hand to Ms. Cao dejectedly, and instantly aged several years.

Mrs. Cao wanted to continue crying, but when she saw Mrs. Wu's hint of displeasure, she had no choice but to stand up and leave.

"Then daddy, my husband will trouble you."

Although Tang Yuanzhi went to a romantic place, which made her very unhappy, women have always regarded their husbands as their first priority. If Tang Yuanzhi had trouble in Dali Temple, she would have no hope in her life.

Especially I heard that people who go to Dali Temple are like going to hell. There are punishments such as going up the knife mountain and pulling out the tongue in the frying pan. Even if they come out alive, at least they have to shed their skin first.

What if this guy who killed a thousand swords came back with missing arms and legs, how could she and Fu'er meet anyone?

After Mrs. Cao left, Mr. Tang silently wiped his face, stood up and said to Mrs. Wu: "You can sleep a little longer, don't worry, I'll go find someone to ask."

"It's so late, the old lady is going to Jin Shangshu's house?" Wu asked worriedly.

In the entire Ruidu, the person who has the best personal relationship with the old man is Jin Shangshu, who is in charge of the Department of Revenue. However, since the Department of Revenue is incompatible with Dali Temple, the old man's trip may be in vain.

Mr. Tang nodded, "Go to his house first. If you can't get any information, I'll look at him and ask someone else's house."

One advantage of being an imperial doctor is that he is not afraid of encountering soldiers checking the curfew. If someone in his family has an emergency, he will not be stopped.

After all, in Ruidu, where officials are everywhere, who doesn’t have a few powerful relatives? If something went wrong by delaying others' consultation, no one would dare to take the responsibility.

Wu sighed helplessly, "Master, be careful on the road."

She gave birth to four sons for Mrs. Tang. Except for the missing middle child, the eldest one was always noisy and the most trouble-making. However, he was extremely arrogant and asked the old man to wipe his butt for him every time he made trouble.

I thought people coming to Ruidu would be able to relax a bit, but I didn’t expect to be waiting here.

Mrs. Tang hurriedly stepped out of the threshold and saw Yunling's retreating figure.

"Ling'er." Old Mrs. Tang stopped the person.

"Grandpa, hehe, aren't you asleep yet?"

Yunling turned around slowly, her face showing the embarrassment of being caught listening to the corner.

Mrs. Tang looked at her and didn't know what to say for a moment, "It's cold at night, go back early."

"Okay." Yunling took the little girl and ran away quickly.

But behind him, he heard Mrs. Tang sighing and saying leisurely: "If you remember what happened in Honglian Temple, you must tell your grandfather."

Yunling paused and nodded heavily.

If this matter was important to the Tang family, she would definitely not hide it if she remembered it.

After she went back, she tossed and turned and racked her brains, but she still couldn't remember the reason why she fell into the water at Honglian Temple. On the contrary, when I was exhausted and fell asleep, I met the beautiful boy in red again in my dream.

Not a nice encounter.

In her dream, she was punched in the stomach again, and she fainted after vomiting.

At breakfast time the next day, everyone in the Tang family sat around the flower hall and waited.

The old man didn't come home all night, and no one was in the mood to eat.

Although Mrs. Wu herself has no appetite, she still cares about her grandchildren as always: "Qing Dai, Ling'er, Fu'er, you eat them while they are hot, so as not to make them cold and upset your stomach."

He turned to the others and said, "Eat some, no need to wait. The old man will just heat it up for him alone when he comes back."

While he was talking, the old man came back with a stupefied face and a cold air.

He sat down at the main seat and without saying a word, he picked up a bowl of millet porridge and started drinking it.

He drank so quickly that he didn't even touch his usual favorite, the pickled eggplant.

After a bowl of hot porridge, my body regained its warmth after running around all night. Mrs. Tang put down the bowl and was a little silent.

Finally, he slowly said: "I found out that Dali Temple arrested people this time because several pharmacies in Ruidu sold inferior medicines, which caused the condition of many people to worsen and die..."

He raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Cao: "Boss, wife, where did the boss get the money to invest in Baicaotang?"

Mr. Cao's eyes flickered, and Ai Ai couldn't answer clearly: "I, I don't know either."

Seeing the old man staring at her sharply, Ms. Cao opened her mouth in panic and said: "Borrow it, ask, ask my mother-in-law to borrow it."

Mr. Tang ran around all night but failed to see Tang Yuanzhi. He only got the news from Jin Shangshu that Tang Yuanzhi had invested in the medicine hall that was involved in the accident. He originally had doubts about defrauding the Cao family, but he didn't want to hear this. Hope was dashed again.

He didn't even have the strength to sigh.

"The boss is in trouble this time..."