Zhao Yan didn't pay any more attention to the three brothers.
The few of them did not dare to touch anything else. After cooking some sweet potatoes and eating them, they consciously cleaned up Zhao Yan's clinic.
Today, the man who had been poisoned by the snake poison came for a follow-up visit.
Zhao Yan gave him a few more packets of medicine and charged him two copper coins. After that, he did nothing else.
At night, when Zhao Yan was sleeping, he heard the three brothers jump out from the corner of the wall. Soon after, he heard noisy footsteps coming from outside.
Early in the morning, Zhao Yan opened the door and saw three people cleaning the courtyard.
"Good morning, Mr. Zhao."
Zhang Liang brought the two of them to greet Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan waved his hand helplessly.
The three of them probably wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon.
Sigh, it's not good to be too famous!
Staring at me
Today was the day that Ying Zheng came for a follow-up visit. When they arrived, they saw that the clinic had already opened.
"This Mister Zhao has become much more diligent recently." Wang Jian said with a smile.”
Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction.
"Let's go in."
The few of them entered and saw an unfamiliar young man cleaning the clinic.
Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment when he saw someone come early in the morning.
He quickly reacted and glanced at them.
"Are you here to see Mr. Zhao?"”
Just as Xia Wuqi was about to answer, Zhao Yan walked out from inside.
"Old Zhao, Old Wang, Old Xia."
After Zhao Yan shouted, Zhang Liang secretly glanced at Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng, who had sensed his gaze, looked over.
With just one glance, Zhang Liang felt a faint sense of majesty.
Moreover, this gaze was somewhat similar to Zhao Yan's gaze under the moonlight that night.
He was smiling at you, but his eyes were cold.
He asked Zhao Yan in a low voice,"Is this Mr. Zhao's relative?"”
Zhao Yan looked at him strangely.
There were many people with the surname Zhao in the world. How could they all be relatives?
"Mr. Zhao, did you hire a helper?"
"Or did you take in a disciple?"
Xia Wuqi was a little nervous when he saw that there was a young man cleaning Zhao Yan's clinic.
Could it be that Mr. Zhao had already found a disciple?
This person doesn't look young anymore. That won't do!
If he wanted to accept them, he would accept the young ones.
"Mr. Zhao, the backyard has been cleaned.”
Chen An walked out from behind. Xia Wuqi was stunned when he saw his face.
Young…
He also wanted to become his disciple…
"Oh, they're not. They're just staying for a few days and will leave soon.”
"I said I don't accept disciples."
Zhao Yan's words were like the sound of nature.
Xia Wuqi stroked his beard and smiled widely.
"That's right, that's right."
"Mister Zhao wants to take in a disciple, why don't you consider me first?”
Zhao Yan was speechless.
How studious was this person!
Xia Wuqie was helping out outside, while Wang Jian and Ying Zheng entered the inner chamber.
When the two of them passed by Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang seemed to have sensed something and lowered his head.
Old Zhao's clothes fluttered as he walked.
Inside was…
Xuan Yi!
Zhang Liang tried his best to control his expression and looked up at the backs of the two people.
The person in the middle had his hands behind his back and his footsteps were steady. Just his back gave off an invisible sense of oppression.
This person…
This was the third time they had given Ying Zheng acupuncture, and the two of them had a tacit understanding.
Zhao Yan quickly finished inserting the needles.
After Zhao Yan walked out of the inner room, Zhang Liang used the excuse of working to stand outside the door.
It was quiet inside.
Usually, people who performed acupuncture couldn't move…
The old man beside him seemed to be quite strong, but if he caught him off guard…
Recalling Zhao Yan's words yesterday, Zhang Liang clenched his fist.
Ying Zheng glanced at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian nodded. The two of them listened to the distant footsteps outside with a tacit understanding.
After a cup of tea's time, he removed the needle and wrote a new prescription.
Ying Zheng took the prescription and stuffed it into Wang Jian's hands.
"You have to come back within a month. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome for you to undergo treatment again.”
Ying Zheng did not agree." Young mister," he said," you still have to keep the matter of your manor a secret."”
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"Those ironware of yours should not have been reported to the Imperial Court, right?”
"If someone with ulterior motives finds out and takes this matter to the government to receive a reward, it won't be good.”
Zhao Yan also knew about this, which was why he set up acupuncture at the entrance of his manor.
"Don't worry, ordinary people won't be able to find my manor.”
Ying Zheng also knew that Zhao Yan had many strange skills, so he was not worried about him.
However, since they were about to part ways, Ying Zheng felt a little reluctant.
It was rare for him to nag.
"Those three people, if their origins are unknown, don't keep them for too long.”
"After all…"
Zhao Yan interrupted him with a smile.
"Alright, Old Zhao."
"I've lived alone for so long. How can I not know these things?”
"You can go in peace and take care of your body.”
The atmosphere between the two of them was harmonious. There was completely no place for Wang Jian to interfere.
Wang Jian stood at the side and did the background board in peace.
After Zhao Yan walked out, Wang Jian looked outside and said meaningfully,"Let's go."
The smile on Ying Zheng's face had yet to fade,""Yes, so be it."
"Why didn't Your Majesty ask the officials to arrest him directly?”
"If Mister Zhao knew their identities, he wouldn't blame us.”
"Captured? Why did you arrest him?" Ying Zheng did not care.
"Young Master must have his reasons for keeping them.”
"I don't need to be this evil person."
Even though Zhao Yan was indeed very formidable, Wang Jian felt that His Majesty seemed to have trusted him a little too much.
Emperors were all suspicious.
Emperors who were not suspicious usually did not live past two episodes.
"Isn't Your Majesty trusting Mister Zhao too much?”
In fact, Ying Zheng himself had also realized this.
He thought for a moment and said,"You're right.”
"But I don't know why."
"Zhen just feels that this little mister will not harm Zhen.”
"Not only will he not harm me, he is also extremely important to me.”
The Emperor already said so, Wang Jian did not know what else to say other than secretly thinking to himself.
The Emperor trusted someone he had known for less than ten days.
Did such a magical feeling really exist?
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