One night passed and nothing happened.

The excitement of the people in the town passed by, sleepiness came, and they went home to take a break.

Zhou Lin went to prison, and the housekeeper was there, and asked the servants to come back to pass the letter. The Zhou family at the end of the street closed the door tightly after hearing the news. At this moment, the ancestor of the Zhou family, Zhou Lin's grandmother, had not seen his grandson for a day, and he couldn't think so, so he asked someone to go to the county to call Zhou Lin back.

Everyone in the family knew what was going on, and it would be useless to go when they knew it, so they all came over to persuade her.

The old lady became suspicious, "Tell me honestly, is there something wrong with my eldest grandson?"

She is old and in poor health, and her family dare not tell her that Zhou Lin's father was afraid that she would be anxious, so he asked someone to prepare a carriage and personally helped her mother out with his wife. "Lin'er has something to do in the county, so we will accompany you to find him."

The old lady was satisfied and happily got on the carriage. Halfway through the walk, she felt something was wrong. In the past, the streets had been very lively. She could sometimes hear the hawking and shouting at home, but today there was no movement.

She couldn't help asking, "Why is it so quiet today?"

Zhou Lin's father pretended to behave and lifted the curtain slightly and took a look, "It's really quiet."

As he said that, he called the servant to come forward, and said while winking, "Go and inquire, why is it so quiet today?"

The guards guarding outside the town naturally saw the carriage and did not stop them.

In the afternoon, Huang Gao and his wife rushed back and came to the clinic and saw that Huang Yu was fine. They felt nervous all the way. They knew that Song Wanyue saved Huang Yu and thanked her again.

After sitting for a while, I will take the people home.

Song Wanyue had no reason to stop him anymore, so she asked the three guards to send them back and leave protection. She took two guards with people's testimony to the county and handed them over to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate read it carefully one by one and was so angry that he said, "Zhou Lin should be cut into pieces this time!"

Song Wanyue remained silent, "This matter involves the county magistrate and Jiang Tongzong, which is not easy to deal with. You might as well go to the prefecture in person and present these to the prefect and let him make a decision."

"Okay, I'll go now."

The county magistrate didn't sleep all night last night. After thinking about it all night, Song Wanyue's backstage was tough, she only brought ten guards. If the judge Jiang Tong and the county magistrate used secret tricks, these people were not enough. The only way was to let the prefect intervene.

The county magistrate went to the capital city, and Song Wanyue took the guards back to the clinic in the town, "Doctor Chu, I have to stay here for a few days for you, and wait until Zhou Lin sentenced me to leave."

"You can live there casually, and you can stay as many days as you want. I won't accept your money for you."

Doctor Chu's eyes were burning.

Two days ago, I was scared and didn't think about it carefully. Today I remembered the incident of Song Wanyue saving Huang Yu. According to Huang Yu's situation at that time, he would not be sure if he had to treat him.

Seeing his eyes, Song Wanyue laughed, "To be honest, I have a very powerful master, and even the imperial physicians in the palace can't match him."

Doctor Chu heard his eyes lit up, "Then your master is the old man..."

"Yunyou has gone, I don't know when I will see him again."

Master Chu was only disappointed for a moment, and then looked at her with a burning look, "Can you..."

After he finished speaking, Song Wanyue nodded, and Doctor Chu was so happy that he wanted to jump up, "Wait a moment, I'll prepare paper and pen."

The paper and pen were ready, and Dr. Chu grinded it himself, and Song Wanyue wrote it for him in the order of needle pen. The last word had just been written, and before Song Wanyue had put down her pen, Dr. Chu could not wait to stretch out his hand, carefully picked up the paper, and read it carefully.

The more I looked, the brighter my eyes became. When I saw it, I went to the back with the paper. While walking, I told the guy, "Prepare silver needles for me."

When he and his friend left, Song Wanyue sat on a stool, looked at the deserted street outside, and said to the guard, "Wake up tonight."

...

The county magistrate's carriage left the county town five miles away, and a carriage came across from the opposite side. It was very fast, and two cars passed by.

One is heading towards the city and the other is heading towards the county.

"grown ups……"

After the carriage passed, the county magistrate's coachman whispered, "What just passed by was the county magistrate's carriage."

The county magistrate knew that he had done many evil things, and even the coachman bought people with martial arts. Hearing this, he lifted the curtain and glanced at the county magistrate's carriage. Seeing that the carriage was very fast, he narrowed his eyes, "Hurry up."

The coachman raised his whip and whipped the horse hard. The horse ran quickly and quickly returned to the gate of the county magistrate's house. The carriage had not stopped yet. The county magistrate ordered in a deep voice, "Take a few people back and try to knock his carriage over."

The coachman should have thrown the reins here, ran to the backyard, changed into a carriage, and called on two people to ride on horseback, and left the city, catching up with the county magistrate's carriage twenty miles away.

He whipped the horse and rushed towards the county magistrate's carriage. At the moment the two cars collided, he flew up and landed steadily in the distance.

Bang!

The county magistrate's carriage was knocked over, and he and his carriage were rolled into the ditch beside the road.

The coachman didn't even look at it, so he jumped onto his companion's horse and returned to the county town.

After they walked away, the county magistrate crawled out of the overturned carriage with blood on his face, panting in fear.

"Old, Master..."

The sound of the coachman's weakness sounded from a distance. When the two cars collided, he was thrown out. Although it fell into the fields, it was winter now and the fields were frozen and he was very badly thrown.

"How is it, can you still move?"

The coachman got up with difficulty, walked to the carriage behind him, lifted the curtain, but saw no one inside, shocked, "Master, no one!"

The county magistrate was also shocked, not caring about blood all over his head, and walked over and saw that there was indeed no one. He had a bad premonition in his heart, "Hurry up, get the carriage up and go to the city quickly."

The two of them worked hard to get the carriage up, but the horse was also injured and walked very slowly. They were still twenty miles away from the city. It was already dark. The coachman raised his hand with difficulty and was about to shake the whip.

A burst of rapid sound of horse hooves came. He looked up and saw a group of black men in black in front galloping towards this side. He quickly drove the carriage to the side. After the group of people passed, he patted the frightened heart and drove the carriage to continue.

At the end of the Xu hour, the guards guarding outside the town suddenly stood up straight, listened for a while, then jumped onto the big tree beside the road, and saw a group of men in black galloping towards him from afar. His face changed and he turned around and ran to the clinic to report, "Miss Song, they are here!"
Chapter completed!