Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Because the price of herbal medicine is really too high, it usually costs about half a tael of silver to buy ten prescriptions at the Lin family pharmacy, while other pharmacies can only buy three prescriptions.

Most illnesses last at least five days, and even if you give out half a tael of silver, the disease cannot be cured at all.

They were so angry that they argued with the pharmacies, but were told: "Poor people don't get sick!"

Everyone roared with sullen faces: "The Lin Family Pharmacy has never been so expensive, and they never look down on them for being poor!"

Those pharmacies raised their chins proudly: "That's the Lin Family Pharmacy's stupidity. I really don't know what that old guy was thinking. He wasted energy and herbs, and in the end, he ended up being insulted by thousands of people. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have done it in the first place!"

Everyone was speechless, secretly regretting that they should not have believed those rumors.

Compared with the plight of ordinary people who can no longer find affordable pharmacies, the impact on some wealthy families in Beijing is even greater.

Basically, the elderly in the family would order some health-enhancing pills from the Lin family pharmacy. Now that they couldn’t get them suddenly, they were in trouble.

The old man was clamoring for food, and the heads of the household were all miserable.

At first they could still persuade the thieves not to take the pills made by them, but seeing that their spirits were getting worse day by day, they felt that this was a very unfilial act.

The Han family in the capital's Ministry of Works' mansion was in chaos. Old Man Han stood in the courtyard, shouting, "If you don't buy me some tonic, I'll just take my body. If I die, you'll be in mourning. Let's see how you can hold your position as an official again!"

Minister Han was so anxious that he was sweating all over. He had finally gotten to this position, and his father must not die.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you just want to take the tonic made by Old Doctor Lin? Can't I find a way to get it for you?"

Father Han urged: "Hurry up, otherwise, I will make you cry for your father tonight!"

Minister Han did not dare to delay, turned around and walked out quickly.

He cautiously came to the back door of the Lin Mansion and unexpectedly met several old imperial censors hanging around outside.

He asked in surprise: "Why are you here too?"

The old imperial censors didn't dare to say they were looking for medicine, so they just said, "Of course we're here to settle accounts with Old Doctor Lin. He shut down the pharmacy and kept it quiet, but didn't he just care about the people who had no medicine to take?"

Minister Han couldn't help but sneer. It seemed these old censors were still being stubborn.

He didn't expose the truth and just turned around and left. He had some friendship with Lin Ran, so he had to find a way to get some tonic from him so that he wouldn't have to cry to his father when he returned.

Lin Ran did meet him, but refused with a hard look on his face: "My father has been hit hard by the rumors. He can't stand hearing anyone mention the word 'herbal medicine'. I dare not offend him!"

Han Shangshu immediately pleaded, "Lin Ran, you can't just stand by and watch me die. Considering that we're officials in the same dynasty, you have to find a way to get me some tonic. You can't really let me go home empty-handed and cry for my father, right?"

Lin Ran raised his eyebrows: "If you don't cry for your father, then I will have to cry for my father. I can't make things difficult for my own father just to save your father, right?"

Han Shangshu rubbed his hands helplessly: "Then can't we both not cry? Isn't there a way to have the best of both worlds?"

Lin Ran said without hesitation: "Yes, find the culprit and let her confront my father on the spot!"

Minister Han was stunned. Yes, the rumor had been circulating for five days. Who was behind this?

He muttered with frustration, "You asked me to find the culprit, where should I go? Everyone on the street is talking about it, but I can't find him at all!"

Lin Ran patted his shoulder with sympathy: "Looks like you'll have no choice but to go home and cry for your father tonight. Please accept my condolences!"

Han Shangshu was so pale that he almost fell to the ground. Is it really that easy to cry for your father? He had to go back to his hometown to observe mourning for three years. If he came back, who knows who would be the next Minister of Works.

He clenched his fists and said, "Lin Ran, just wait. I'm going to check the source of the rumor. I want to see who is so evil-minded!"

He strode away and found a way to find the number one beggar leader in the capital.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you remember who told you to spread the rumor that Old Doctor Lin was a thief?"

The beggar leader widened his cloudy eyes and stretched out his hand towards him.

Minister Han quickly thrust the purse tied around his waist into his hand and said, "That's all I brought. I'll give it all to you!"

The beggar leader weighed it, then grinned, revealing a smile: "It's spread all over the streets and alleys, so my children have followed suit!"

After hearing this, Han Shangshu choked and choked out a mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "How dare you accept my money and act so recklessly!"

The beggar leader lazily replied, "I'm not being perfunctory. To be honest, if rumors in the capital want to spread, they have to be in places where there are the most people. That's where my children hear the news!"

Han Shangshu immediately understood. Isn’t the place where the most people gather the most the teahouse?

He went there without saying anything.

This time he had found the right person. He cornered the teahouse owner inside and used his authority to intimidate him: "I heard it was you in the teahouse who first spread the rumor that Old Doctor Lin was a thief in the medical field? Tell me the truth, who is behind this? If you dare not tell me, I will immediately send you to the Dali Temple!"

The teahouse owner was immediately frightened and burst into tears. He begged and argued, "Stop it, Minister Han. My livelihood is not easy. As for how this rumor spread, I really don't know!"

Han Shangshu nodded and said, "Alright, since you're being stubborn, I won't be polite. Someone, block his mouth and drag him to the Dali Temple!"

The attendants who came with him immediately grabbed the shopkeeper on the left and right, dragged him out quickly.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly, his eyes full of pleading.

Minister Han ordered his followers to let go, and with a pair of stern eyes, he stared at the shopkeeper and said, "I'll give you one last chance. This minister's patience is limited!"

The shopkeeper kowtowed profusely and said, "Yes, I confess. I confess everything. It was a woman with her face covered who gave me fifty taels of silver and asked me to spread the news!"

Han Shangshu's brows were immediately furrowed. Wouldn't it be useless to say anything to a woman with her face covered?

However, he felt that Lin Ran would definitely have a way. Wasn't it said that his wife had the unique skill of being able to paint an old person at the age of three? Surely after hearing the shopkeeper's description, she would be able to paint a portrait?

Thinking of this, he tied up the shopkeeper and sent him to Lin Ran.

Lin Ran called Sang Qiutang, and she sketched out the man's figure and masked appearance based on the shopkeeper's detailed description.

Han Shangshu said suspiciously: "Even if it is drawn, the woman is wearing a veil, so there is no way to tell who she is!"