Travel through the heavens

Fang Muye immediately showed a sincere smile, clasped his hands towards Huang Qiying, and said, "It turns out to be Master Huang. I have heard of you for a long time."

When Fang Muye first came, Huang Qiying was a little suspicious when he saw him dressed as an official. After all, he had seen the way the Jiaxing government worked, and the government had also detained his beloved son.

It's just that "birds of a feather flock together", and he has a good impression of Yang Tianchun and He Xiaolan. Since Yang Tianchun introduced Fang Muye as his best friend, he thinks he has some good qualities, and Fang Muye looks righteous and not a treacherous person.

In just a moment, Huang Qiying thought a lot, then he kindly clasped his fists in return and said with a smile: "My God, nice to meet you."

Yang Tianchun returned to the stove and picked up the cooked noodles. He asked, "God, you haven't eaten yet, right? Why don't we eat together?"

Fang Muye smiled cheerfully: "That's exactly what I wish for."

Soon, the moon was high in the sky, and the four of them set up a square table in the courtyard, put the food on it, and sat down on each side.

After three rounds of drinking and half of the meal, Yang Tianchun refilled the wine bowls in front of the four people, picked up his own bowl with a smile, and said respectfully: "A bowl of sake to gather like-minded friends."

Huang Qiying picked up the wine bowl and responded with a smile: "How many people have I known for half my life?"

Fang Muye and He Xiaolan also picked up their wine bowls and said with a smile: "Cheers!"

The four of them drank it down with a smile. Huang Qiying put down the wine bowl, the smile on his face disappeared, his expression became melancholy, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

He Xiaolan noticed it first and asked with concern: "Master Huang, are you worried about something?"

Huang Qiying smiled bitterly and said, "I'm thinking of my son. I'm here to heat up the soup and food, but he's so young but he's sitting in jail. I wonder if he's had enough food to eat?"

Fang Muye pretended not to know and asked, "Oh? Master Huang, your son is in prison? But is this the Jiaxing Prefecture prison?"

Seeing Huang Qiying's puzzled expression, Yang Tianchun explained, "The God has been away for more than ten days and just came back today. I think he doesn't know what happened during these days."

Huang Qiying sighed and explained the whole story: "The prefect locked my son in jail and forced me to catch Iron Monkey within seven days. If I fail to catch him, my son and I will not be able to return to Foshan."

Fang Muye asked, "Master Huang, what is your son's name and how old is he?"

Huang Qiying replied: "His name is Huang Feihong, and he is ten years old this year."

Fang Muye sighed and said with a hint of anger: "Alas, this new Lord Zheng is really something. How can he do anything to capture Iron Monkey and threaten the child. Master Huang, don't worry, I will find a reason to bring your son out first."

Huang Qiying immediately clasped his fists and bowed, saying gratefully, "Thank you, Lord God!" Then he changed the subject and asked, "Lord God, who exactly is this Iron Monkey?"

Fang Muye's face was full of complexion, and he sighed: "He is my enemy in my previous life!"

There was a flash of embarrassment in Yang Tianchun's eyes, a smile appeared on He Xiaolan's lips, and Huang Qiying had a curious look.

Fang Muye continued, "Alas, I owed him in my previous life! Two years ago, when I was transferred to this government office, he showed up and made a lot of noise. One day, I will take off his mask with my own hands and ask him why he had to make trouble in this place in Jiaxing Prefecture and let me alone suffer."

Her tone was resentful, like that of a young wife who had been angry.

Yang Tianchun glanced at Fang Muye. For some reason, he felt that there was something else behind Fang Muye's words.

Huang Qiying said bitterly: "If I catch him, I will definitely tear his monkey head off!"

Fang Muye and the other two looked at him at the same time with strange expressions.

Huang Qiying didn't notice. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. I won't bother you anymore. I need to catch Iron Monkey quickly so I can reunite with my son sooner."

Having said this, he clasped his fists and bowed to the three people in turn: "God, Doctor Yang, sister-in-law, I will definitely repay you for your help one day. I'll take my leave now." After saying this, he stood up and walked towards the back door.

He Xiaolan hesitated for a moment and called out, "Master Huang, wait a moment."

As he spoke, he took some steamed buns, wrapped them in cloth, and handed them to Huang Qiying, saying, "I see you didn't eat much just now, so take the steamed buns, or you won't be hungry. If you can't wait for Iron Monkey, come knock on the door when you feel sleepy, we go to bed very late."

Huang Qiying took the steamed bun with both hands and said gratefully, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

He Xiaolan smiled and said, "Be careful in everything!"

Huang Qiying said "hmm", turned around and walked away.

Yang Tianchun sat at the table, looking like he had a lot on his mind. No matter what, the kid named Huang Feihong was implicated by him after all. He felt very uncomfortable when he thought about the kid suffering in prison.

After He Xiaolan came back, she saw Yang Tianchun's heavy expression and knew that he was feeling guilty for getting the child involved. She couldn't help but feel a little distressed. Thinking of what Fang Muye had just said, she asked, "Master Shen, do you have any way to get the child out?"

Fang Muye thought for a moment and said, "I'd also like to trouble Doctor Yang to accompany me. Then I'll make up a lie and say that the child has the plague and needs to be taken out for medical treatment."

Yang Tianchun stood up immediately and said, "There is no time to lose, Master God, let's set off now." After saying that, he went to get the medicine box.

Fang Muye brought Yang Tianchun and He Xiaolan to the yamen prison without any obstruction.

The prison boss, who was drinking, saw Fang Muye and quickly stood up and bowed, "God."

Fang Muye said "hmm" and asked, "Where is the kid named Huang Feihong who was arrested yesterday? Take me there."

"Yes, God, please follow me." The jailer led him around two corners and arrived in front of a cell: "God, it's in here."

Fang Muye ordered, "Open the door."

"Yes!" The jailer hurriedly took out the key and opened the cell door.

The three men walked into the cell and saw Huang Feihong's young body curled up in the middle of the cell, trembling all over, with dry lips and sweat on his forehead.

Seeing this, Yang Tianchun hurried over and squatted down. He stretched out his right hand and touched Huang Feihong's forehead. He felt it was very hot: "He has a high fever."

As she spoke, she took Huang Feihong's arm to feel his pulse, while He Xiaolan took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from Huang Feihong's forehead and face.

Yang Tianchun put down Huang Feihong's arm and glanced at Fang Muye. He didn't expect that his words would come true. He said, "Fortunately, it was discovered early. Recently, many people have been infected with the plague, including this child."

When the other prisoners in the cell heard the word "plague", they were frightened as if they saw a man-eating beast. They screamed in fear and hid in the corner of the cell, covering their noses.

Yang Tianchun continued, "Shenye, we can't let him stay here any longer. The environment here is too bad and not conducive to healing. If he continues to stay here, I'm afraid he will infect other people. It's better to let him live with me."

Fang Muye stood up and threatened a group of prisoners huddled in the corner, "If you don't want to die, don't talk too much."

The prisoners hurriedly flattered: "No, no!"

One of the prisoners said, "He has the plague. We will be happy if you get rid of him."

The others nodded: "Yes, yes!"

Yang Tianchun leaned over and picked up Huang Feihong, preparing to leave. At this time, Huang Feihong, who was in a semi-conscious state, pointed to a black umbrella on the ground that he had been holding under him, and murmured, "Dad's umbrella."

Seeing this, He Xiaolan picked up the black umbrella and placed it in Huang Feihong's arms. Huang Feihong held the black umbrella, showed a relieved smile, leaned in Yang Tianchun's arms, and fell asleep.