Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the two men leaned forward involuntarily, almost hitting the wall of the carriage.

Chu Jinxun quickly stretched out his hand and blocked Yan Xining's head.

Yan Xining had already stabilized her body, so he quickly withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened.

"what happened?"

Jing Feng said outside: "Master, don't worry, it will be handled quickly!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the person who had just cried out in pain started shouting at the top of his lungs: "Is there any justice left? Don't the lives of us poor people count as lives? My legs are almost broken, and no one in the car is getting out. Do you have any conscience..."

The shouting attracted everyone's attention.

Yan Xining glanced at Chu Jinxun, who spread his hands with a helpless expression.

Outside, Jingfeng jumped out of the car with a gloomy expression. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing while driving today.

This man has a clear goal, he is coming for this carriage!

Looking at the man rolling around on the ground holding his legs and acting like a scoundrel, he frowned: "You rushed straight towards our carriage from the alley. The carriage was moving so slowly, and you deliberately bumped into the shaft. Are you trying to blackmail us now?"

The man was in his thirties, with a thin face and small eyes. He had a rat-like appearance, and his triangular eyes kept darting around as he shouted, "It was clearly your carriage that hit me, yet you're saying I hit you and am blackmailing you? How could I blackmail someone with my life? Everyone, give me some advice!"

"That's right. The people don't fight the officials, and the poor don't fight the rich. If this guy hadn't really been hit, would he not have run away?"

"You hit someone and still refuse to admit it. Is there any justice in this world?"

"Even if you have money, you can't be so unreasonable, right? If you hit someone, just admit it. Do you dare not take responsibility for it?"

"Where are you? Come down. You hit someone and you're still not coming out. Are you trying to deny your responsibility?"

……

Jingfeng listened to the thin-faced man's shouting and the surrounding crowd's discussions, his expression remained calm, but his eyes had a hint of sharpness. He knew in his heart that this thin-faced man was clearly here to cause trouble, but in this public place, he had to deal with it properly, not disturbing the prince and princess, nor letting them throw dirty water on the palace.

"You keep saying that our carriage hit you, but do you have any evidence?" Jingfeng stared at the thin-faced man.

When the thin-faced man heard this, his triangular eyes glared and he raised his voice and shouted, "Evidence? The wounds on my body are the evidence! You rich people, you hit someone and then you want to cheat, no way!"

He turned around and said, "Everyone, isn't this ridiculous? He hit someone, there were so many eyes watching, and he actually asked me to provide evidence. I'm still injured!"

As he spoke, he deliberately pulled at his clothes, revealing a bruise on his arm, and then he pulled up his trouser leg, revealing a bruise on his leg as well.

Jingfeng frowned slightly. Looking at the color and shape of the bruise, he knew in his heart that this person was well prepared.

At this time, more and more people gathered around, and the situation became more complicated.

"Everyone saw it. I, a healthy person, was hit like this by their carriage. I have elderly parents and young children to take care of. How am I going to live in the future?" The thin-faced man began to cry and wailed, and even pulled Jingfeng's trouser legs.

The discussions among the onlookers became louder and louder, and many people began to blame the carriage.

"Looking at this situation, maybe the carriage really hit someone."

"That's right, these rich people always think they are so great that they won't admit it even if they hit someone."

"This guy is in such a miserable state. He was hit like this. How painful must the injury be!"

Jingfeng knew in his heart that the onlookers did not know the truth, and the thin-faced man pretended to look miserable, so they naturally stood on the side of him, who looked miserable.

Taking a deep breath, Jingfeng tried to keep himself calm.

"Since you say we hit you, let's get a doctor to examine your injuries. If it was really our carriage that hit you, I will never shirk responsibility. But if you are deliberately framing me, then you should think carefully about the consequences!"

When the thin-faced man heard about calling a doctor, a flash of panic flashed across his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. "Call a doctor if you want. I'm not afraid of you! My injury is real."

"That's right. You're already injured like this, why do you still need to see a doctor? Are you trying to deny your guilt?"

"Oh, this guy is so pitiful. If he really gets hit by a car, what will happen to his family?"

Chu Jinxun lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and Jingfeng hurriedly said, "Master, I will take care of this matter!"

"If you don't want to invite a doctor, just report to the official and let him choose!" Chu Jinxun was concise and clear.

"Yes!"

The thin-faced man rolled his eyes and said in a long voice, "I know you are important people, officials, and you must know people in the government. Are you trying to protect each other?"

Jing Feng looked at him coldly: "Then call a doctor!"

The thin-faced man's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head again to hide the emotion in his eyes. When he raised his head again, he said loudly: "Call a doctor if you want, but I don't trust the doctor you called. Who knows if he is someone you bribed!"

As he spoke, he turned to the crowd and said, "Brother Zhou San, please go get me a doctor!"

The person whose name was called was already in the crowd. He was the first one to say that the people should not fight against the officials.

He responded and ran away immediately.

Jing Feng asked loudly, "Does everyone know which is the most famous medical clinic in the capital?"

Although the onlookers didn't know why he asked this, they still responded loudly: "Miao Ren Tang!"

Jingfeng asked, "Who can go and ask the doctor from Miaorentang to come over?"

Miaorentang is not far away, and some people who are interested in it have agreed to go.

The thin-faced man suddenly became anxious: "Someone has already gone to call a doctor!"

"How can one doctor be enough?"

Jing Feng glanced at him and said, "We have to get to the bottom of this matter. Besides, we are willing to cover the doctor's consultation fees. What are you afraid of?"

The thin-faced man's eyes flickered, but he was afraid that saying anything more would arouse suspicion, so he had to shut up in disappointment.

Someone murmured quietly, "It's so hard to hire a doctor at Miaorentang. They might not even be willing to come!"

Sure enough, soon, the curious people who went to Miao Ren Tang came back, panting: "Dr. Qin is in Miao Ren Tang today. Doctor Qin said he has a patient and can't come!"

Someone said with regret: "If there were another doctor sitting in the clinic, we could invite him. Doctor Qin is a good doctor, but he has a weird temper. It would be a wonder if he came!"

A gleam of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the thin-faced man, and he said to Jingfeng, "It's not that I didn't ask you to invite the doctors from Miaorentang, it's them who didn't come."

Jingfeng didn't say anything. After a while, the doctor Zhou San had invited arrived.

He shouted, "This is Doctor Li from Huashou Hall. Doctor Li, please take a look at his injuries. What's wrong with him?"

Doctor Li lifted the thin-faced man's sleeve, then looked at the wound on his leg. He said firmly, "How could it be so badly injured? Was it hit by a carriage?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the looks they gave Jing Feng were filled with condemnation and condemnation: "Look, the doctor said it was a collision, but this guy still refuses to admit it."

"That's right. They relied on their wealth to distort the truth. I didn't expect the doctor to see through their injuries at a glance! Let's see how they can try to argue!"

"I know. This is the carriage from Prince An's mansion, right? Prince An must be in the carriage. How could those high-ranking people take us ordinary people seriously?"

"So this is the royal palace. No wonder a coachman is so arrogant. He hit someone and refused to admit it. Don't the lives of ordinary people count as lives?"

……

A smug look flashed across the thin-faced man's eyes, but he pretended to be magnanimous and said, "Now that Doctor Li has said it, you have nothing to say, right? Just admit that you hit someone. We won't hold back. As long as you apologize and give me some money to see the doctor, I won't hold it against you."

Jingfeng didn't even move his eyes after hearing this. He was very sure that the carriage did not hit anyone. Someone in the crowd diverted the wind to Prince An's Mansion. There was more than one person, and they had a premeditated plan!

Is this intended to ruin the reputation of Prince An's Mansion?

Because of his long-term illness, the prince is like a invisible person in the capital. Now, someone wants to deal with the palace and the prince?

Who is it? "Everyone, please leave a paw after reading this, otherwise Xiaozhu will feel like he's playing alone, wuwuwu~~~~~"