The moon falling to the ground

Chapter 175 Jian Yue's Kindness

She hurriedly drank the brown sugar ginger water in one gulp while it was still hot.

Half an hour later, Huamei began to bleed. When the maid called the doctor from the other courtyard, Huamei's eyes were wide open with unwillingness, and her body was already cold.

The person was already dead, so even though the doctor found out that it was caused by taking certain drugs, he didn't do much and just let the matter slide.

After Yan Xinning got the exact news, she was in a very good mood. She asked Huangli to bring a few dishes from the kitchen and asked for a jar of wine to celebrate getting rid of an annoying bitch.

The atmosphere in the Wen Mansion in Shangjing was a bit depressed.

The snowstorm in Shangjing was as severe as that in Yanling Prefecture. Of course, the aristocratic families were not greatly affected. They had a deep foundation, so even a disaster lasting two or three years would not hurt their foundation, let alone a temporary snowstorm.

During this period, famous doctors from the capital and the imperial doctors from the palace came in and out of the Wen family. The whole family was worried.

Wen Yuanxi, the eldest son of the Wen family, was seriously ill. He was like a fragile porcelain doll, and could not stand the slightest bit of cold. A small cold almost killed him. Now, he was too sick to get out of bed.

All the doctors diagnosed him as having a cold. But the treatment for a cold was not effective. In fact, his condition became worse and worse.

Now, Wen Yuanxi was so exhausted that his bones were brittle, his eye sockets were sunken, and he looked very ill. He didn't even have the strength to sit on the bed for a while.

Wen Yuanxi's father, Wen Kaiyi, the head of the Wen family, was sitting in the study. His brows were gloomy, and his cold eyes were like a poisonous snake, frightening people.

There were footsteps outside the door. The butler appeared at the door: "Master, the poison doctor has been found."

Wen Kaiyi stood up suddenly, his eyes sparkling with light: "Where is the person? Come in!"

A similar scene also happened in the Meng Mansion.

Meng Yuan's room was filled with the pungent smell of medicine, and the doors and windows were tightly closed. Meng Yuan lay on the bed, coughing from time to time. His cheeks were thin and pale, and he was depressed, but he didn't even have the energy to curse.

Meng Tongzhi and his wife were worried about their son's illness day and night. They wanted to ask Dr. Mao to treat him again, so they went to Yue's house in person in the heavy snow, but they were told that the doctor was away on a long journey and would not return for an unknown time.

Meng Tongzhi and his wife knew clearly that Dr. Mao might not have gone on a long journey, but was simply using the journey as an excuse to refuse to treat the patient.

Bao was angry and hateful.

Ever since her son offended the doctor's country bumpkin disciple and got poisoned, even after the poison was removed, his health has been getting worse and worse. He can't stay cold or warm. If there is a slight mistake, he will get sick. Once he gets sick, it is difficult to recover. Even though she doesn't know medicine, she guessed that it must be related to the poison and the antidote used last time. However, she had no evidence.

"Master, seeing Yuan'er suffer from illness every day, my heart hurts like a knife." Bao covered her chest with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

Meng Tongzhi paced around the room anxiously. After a moment, he stopped, with an inexplicable cold light flashing in his eyes: "I'm going to find Wang Tongpan. When you have time, you can have some tea and chat with Wang Tongpan's Ninth Aunt."

Bao's eyes flashed slightly, and she instantly understood what Meng Tongzhi meant.

But no matter how many unknown thoughts these people had, they were all delayed because of the blizzard.

On New Year's Eve, Jian Yue, Yun Zhonghe, Doctor Mao, and Fu Yun had a sumptuous meal together. Jian Yue also called in the secret guards that Ji Yunzhong had left outside the Yue residence and prepared a table for them. He also arranged for them to guard the yard and prepared two rest rooms for them so that they would not have to sleep outside.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sound of firecrackers could not drive away the panic and helplessness brought by the blizzard.

Hunger and cold are like thick layers of haze, enveloping fragile lives and eroding people's vitality.

Grain stores in the city were sold out and closed one after another. Many families could hardly survive on just one meal of porridge a day.

Yan Xiuyuan called on officials and wealthy businessmen from all walks of life to donate food, clothing and quilts. Those who really couldn't give out food could donate money.

The first batch of donations was easy to raise. They could only last for a few days. When it came time to raise the second batch, no one was willing to donate. After all, no one knew when this rare blizzard would stop. We all have a big family, so we have to save some money to protect our lives!

But the snow continued to fall. By the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the people were starving and cold and could no longer support themselves. At this time, a teahouse in Yanling Prefecture started selling food at a low price.

Low-priced grain was sold to food-deficient people at a price lower than the market price before the blizzard. As long as the city residents had their household registration, they could buy food to support themselves for ten days or half a month according to the number of people in their family. In addition, a cloth shop was also opened to sell cotton clothes and quilts.

Yan Xiuyuan was extremely happy when he heard the news. He didn't know which kind person had solved his urgent problem. Such a good deed must be rewarded.

However, when Yan Xiuyuan and other officials arrived at the teahouse, they discovered that this Aike Teahouse was actually a shop included in his ex-wife's dowry and was given to his daughter a while ago.

At the entrance of the teahouse, Jian Yue also helped check the household registration to prevent illegal merchants from reselling grain.

Looking at Jian Yue's red face, Yan Xiuyuan felt mixed emotions and didn't know what expression to make.

Meng Tongzhi and Wang Tongpan, who were following behind, looked at each other, and there was a secret light flashing in their eyes.

"Sir, your daughter is so righteous!" Meng Tongzhi praised insincerely.

Wang Tongpan also flattered her hypocritically: "She is a woman of wealth and talent, and she is as good as any man. She saves people from danger and has a kind heart like a bodhisattva."

Other officials who followed also echoed.

Yan Xiuyuan felt very proud when he heard these compliments. Even though his daughter didn't even have a reunion dinner at home, in the eyes of outsiders, they were still an inseparable family. In the face of a disaster, his daughter's good deeds also made him proud.

At this moment, the more Yan Xiuyuan looked at Jian Yue, the more satisfied and relieved he felt.

Yan Xiuyuan and a group of officials walked to the entrance of the teahouse. When the people who were buying grain saw that they were officials, they all made way for them.

"Yue'er, where did you get so much food?" This was Yan Xiuyuan's question, and it was also the voice of other officials. They praised Jian Yue's righteousness, but in fact they were also suspicious of the source of the food. After all, it was not a small amount. Since she dared to sell it openly, she must have a large amount of food.

Yan Xiuyuan appeared to be clearing up other people's doubts, but in fact he was also hoping that Jian Yue could come up with a reason to dispel other people's doubts.

Jian Yue looked calm and said calmly: "Ever since my father gave me the profits from my mother's shop, I have wanted to open a grain shop. Isn't this a coincidence? Just when I bought grain from other places, a snowstorm occurred."

She swept her eyes across the faces of the officials and said slowly: "This year's snowstorm came suddenly, causing heavy losses to the people. As your father's daughter, I can't bear to see the people starve to death from cold. So, I'm selling the grain at the purchase price, hoping to help everyone get through this difficult time."

Near the door, buying food...