I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

Zhu Yuan was somewhat displeased. This little girl was really something. She dared to open a dyeing factory just by being given some favor. How could he, a county magistrate, be controlled by a peasant girl?

Forget it, for Su Chen's sake, he wanted to hear what Song An Ning had to say.

He took two steps to the side, thinking in his mind how to end this matter so as not to offend either side.

Song An Ning came up to him and whispered, "Sir, do you think our body shapes are somewhat similar?"

"..."

Zhu Yuan hated it most in his life when people talked about his body shape. He had been fat since he was a child, and after becoming the county magistrate of Ping'an Town, he became more and more unbridled and his appetite became bigger and bigger.

"Why are you saying that? I'm here to solve a case. Even if I'm trying to get close to you, there's no need to say something like that."

He usually heard compliments like "The county magistrate looks like a blessed man" and suddenly heard this, which felt very irritating.

"Master Zhu, the reason I'm fat is because I was poisoned by Wanhetang. This poison isn't life-threatening, but it increases appetite, making me gain dozens of pounds in a short period of time. If I don't eat greasy food for a day, I'll feel itchy inside."

"Wanhetang's poison?"

Zhu Yuan's expression changed. He was not tall, and although he was fat before, he only weighed about 170 or 180 kilograms.

In the winter of the year before last, after he had his first encounter with Wanhetang, within two years, he had grown to over 240 kilograms, with a frighteningly large appetite. Could it be that...

"How did you know about this poison? Did Hun tell you about it?"

He suppressed his panic. He and Wanhetang have always been in a cooperative relationship. Wanhetang gave him money, and when some troubles arose, he turned a blind eye. Isn't that good?

What good would it do for Wanhetang to harm him? Could it be that Song Anning said this on purpose to sow discord?

“It was by chance that I took my sister to see a doctor in the west of the city. The doctor there diagnosed the disease and cured me of the poison.

Your Excellency should be aware of which doctors are in the west of the city and how many famous doctors have disappeared. "

"..."

Song An Ning's pupils were dark, staring straight at Zhu Yuan. He looked into Song An Ning's eyes, and the chill rising from behind rushed straight to the top of his head.

Wanhetang...

He originally thought that Wanhetang was picking on those doctors because it wanted to completely monopolize the business of medicinal materials and medical clinics, and increase the prices of medical treatment to make a fortune.

But now it seems that this is just one of them.

Only after they had driven out almost all the doctors in the town could they poison and murder the people at will. The government did not care, and no other doctors came to their rescue.

As time went on, Ping'an Town became their world, and even he, the county magistrate, was controlled by Wanhetang because of the poison in his body.

Especially Doctor Zhou's family. He was not unaware of the Wanhetang arson incident. He had received 1,200 taels of silver from Wanhetang and ordered people to remove the waterwheels in the west of the city.

It’s ridiculous to think about it now. Doctor Zhou’s medical skills were impeccable, but he killed Doctor Zhou who could have saved him with his own hands!

His face looked very ugly. He thought that Zhu Yuan had been in officialdom for so long, and he was the one who wanted to catch an eagle every day, but in the end he was pecked in the eye by an eagle.

Song Anning carefully observed the changes in his expression and added fuel to the fire at the right time.

"Although I don't know who the owner of Wanhetang is, given that person's ability, since Ping'an Town has lost its county magistrate, it should be easy for him to find one of his own to replace him, right?"

"..."

"Stop talking."

Besides, Zhu Yuan was about to cry. He was just a small county magistrate. He just took a little money. Why should he be killed?

Song An Ning didn't think he was that pitiful. Zhu Yuan knew clearly that every penny of money Wanhetang earned was obtained by sucking the blood of the people. He could accept it with peace of mind, so he deserved to die.

Zhu Yuan's health had been in trouble for a long time, so he asked the doctor at Wanhetang to examine him, but the doctor naturally would not tell the truth. After Xiangxiang's examination, he found that even if the poison was removed, he would not live long.

She chose this time to say it because she needed Zhu Yuan to step forward and fight against Wanhetang. She had also heard from Manager Zhao before that Zhu Yuan only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, and had no brains or abilities.

He was able to become the county magistrate thanks to his family, as his family had a high status in the provincial capital.

But no matter how stupid he is, he still passed the imperial examination. He can't be compared with an old fox like Su Chen, but that doesn't mean he is that bad.

"Your health is of paramount importance. My Lord, please go to the capital and find a skilled doctor to take a good look at it.

You have brought justice to us today, and our whole family will be grateful to you."

The matter was almost resolved, but the situation at Zuixianju was still unknown. Song Anning was a little anxious, and after a few flatteries, Zhu Yuan's expression finally looked better.

So, he glared fiercely at the landlady who was kneeling on the ground: "This woman broke the contract privately and brought people to cause trouble. Come, take her to jail and put her in jail for two months first."

He also asked about the rent of Song An Ning's house and ordered someone to take out double the amount from the old woman's purse as compensation.

All he could think about was his own poison, and he had no intention of staying. He exchanged a few words with Song An Ning and then returned to the yamen.

"Aning, what's going on? What did you say to the county magistrate over there? He looks a little off."

"Let's not talk about this now. Pack up and go to Zuixianju. Something's wrong with Manager Zhao. We need to stay together."

With the help of the waiters at Zuixianju, the group quickly packed up their things. Song Anning hired another carriage and separated the men and women.

The coachman did not dare to delay for a moment and drove the carriage as fast as he could.

On the other side, Wanhetang.

The shopkeeper Zhou Zhong was smoking his water pipe with his eyes squinted in enjoyment. It was a pity that He Guangzong was not there. If he were there, he would have tortured him a lot.

After a while, he asked calmly, "What's going on outside?"

The guard at the door bowed respectfully and then said, "People have been sent from both sides, but just now Fatty led people to the west, probably to help us."

Zhou Zhong frowned. He had already told Zhu Yuan not to get involved in this matter, but he was being attentive.

"Let's go and have another look. This is something the master has instructed us to do, and we can't make any mistakes."

Although he said so, he and his subordinates did not take it seriously. He was the only one who knew how many of their people were in Ping'an Town.

It was such a small matter, and it was done easily. Once he took over the prescriptions from Zuixianju and the Song family, and Zhu Yuan died, Ping'an Town would belong to his master.

“Shopkeeper, the Song family is just country folk, why don’t you just kill Duo Fangzi?

Or if we capture her and threaten the lives of those two old men, won't that little girl just hand over the recipe?"

The guards were a little puzzled. For those who had offended Wanhetang in the past, the masters had always been very decisive in taking action. But why was it so different when it came to the Song family?

"This is the master's intention, how can you question it?"

At first, Zhou Zhong was also very puzzled and had the same idea about the Song family.

But the master said that the little girl might be hiding her clumsiness, and she wanted to spare Song An Ning's life and have some fun with her.

He still remembered that when his master said this, his face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, just like a wild beast that had encountered prey that interested it.

When Song An Ning and his companions arrived at Zuixianju, the coachman stopped from a long distance away.

"Miss, there's a fight going on at the Zuixianju entrance. Let's go somewhere else."

She lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, and saw two groups of people in black entangled in a fight. The people from Zuixianju were guarding the gate desperately, while the other group was attacking non-stop with vicious and deadly methods.

Knowing that Zuixianju had secret guards, although not many in number, they were very skilled, she thought nothing serious would happen here.

But the group of people who came here clearly wanted to massacre Zuixianju and leave no one alive.

What was strange was that these attacking men in black did not have any poisonous insects in their bodies. She was also a little confused as to whether these people were from Wanhetang.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed out from the other end of the alley, with knives in their hands flashing coldly. In just three or two breaths, they surrounded Song An Ning's carriage!

"Master, do you want to open the protective shield?"