A divine healer, a general, a young marquis! Who can rival them!

The snow fell all night long.

The snow stopped at noon the next day.

Many people arrived at the entrance of Yang's Restaurant in the east of the city.

The leader was a fair-skinned young man in fine clothes and a jade belt, who was the only son of Zhao Tongpan, the magistrate of the west city.

Behind him stood seven or eight fat, pot-bellied servants and scoundrels, all with their sleeves rolled up and looking fierce.

Zhao Yanei had been holding back for a long time. He blocked the road in the street, but Liu Ye knocked down his thugs. He sent people to follow him, but they couldn't find anything. He then used money to cut off Yang's supply of medicinal herbs, hoping to drive Yang's business to its death... but Yang Hu easily countered him with a few cards.

He couldn't swallow his resentment after failing to gain any advantage time and time again! So one day, he simply led a group of people, ready to take back the territory.

Zhao Yanei stepped into the clinic, grinning as he looked around, his gaze sweeping across the curtain in the back room and onto Lu Rou, who was registering.

"I've heard that Dr. Yang from Yang's family in the east of the city is a highly skilled physician, and he also keeps several beautiful ladies at home!" he said slowly. "I happen to have some free time today, so I'd like to invite the ladies to my house for a chat, a cup of tea, and to catch up."

The patients at the clinic had all heard that Magistrate Zhao's son was Zhao Yanei. In their eyes, this guy was a notorious local ruffian in the west of the city who had killed people and no one dared to offend him; whoever ran into him was considered unlucky.

Lu Rou's face immediately turned pale, and she took a step back while holding the medicine scale.

"Tea? No need." Yang Hu put down the medicine grinder, walked unhurriedly to her, and blocked Lu Rou's way. "Young Master Zhao, if you're here for treatment, please come in. If there's nothing else, the clinic is a place for treating the sick and saving lives, and I'm afraid we can't provide adequate hospitality."

"Not sick?" Young Master Zhao sneered, narrowing his eyes. "I'm here today to take her away. If you know what's good for you, offer your wife to me. That way, I can save you, a quack doctor, some face."

Zhao Yanei waved his hand, and several servants behind him began to rush inside.

Liu Ye had been waiting at the door for a while. She had fought against the barbarians in the mountains, so she was quick-witted and nimble-fingered. She took a step forward and knocked down one of the servants in front of her with a backhand, then kicked down another one, cleanly and neatly taking down two of them.

"Oh, there's a tigress too." Young Master Zhao, however, wasn't angry. He laughed and said, "All of you, get them and take them away!"

The curtain in the back room swayed.

Qin Ying stood behind the curtain, her other hand already on the hilt of her knife, veins bulging.

She charged into battle amidst thousands of troops, and with a full swing of her strength, she could easily flatten these hooligans; it was no difficult task for her.

She just didn't dare to move.

"She should have died on the frontier long ago." If such a face appeared in the eyes of Zhao Tongpan's son, Zhao Tongpan, who had served as an official in the capital and knew many nobles, would have known sooner or later.

"A granddaughter of a noble family who should have died for her country is actually hiding alive in this small courtyard." By then, it won't just be a bullying scoundrel coming, but a mastermind in the capital who has framed her entire family as dead.

So she could only grip the dagger tightly, swallowing all her anger and murderous intent, shrinking back and not daring to utter a sound.

This was the most painful time for her. She watched helplessly as the group of people who were protecting her were bullied, and she didn't even have the right to show her face.

Lu Yan grabbed her wrist and said quickly, "You can't be stubborn. If Qin Ying's identity is revealed, it will be a disaster, and your whole family will suffer. Now, you need to play a stronger card."

Qin Ying took a deep breath and finally lowered her hand from the knife. She trusted Yang Hu. In the past six months, she had seen how this young doctor in his twenties had managed to resolve the troubles that had been plaguing the hospital step by step by leveraging the connections he had built and the trust of everyone. This time, she trusted him.

Yang Hu wasn't in a hurry. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice:

"Young Master Zhao, this clinic was opened by the savior of Old Master Zhou, the big grain merchant in the city. Everyone in the Zhou family recognizes my face. Even Commander Wang of the city garrison treats the people in this courtyard. If you try to harm anyone in my clinic today, I'll go and ask the Zhou family if they'll allow it, and then I'll ask the city garrison if they'll allow it."

As soon as a few cards were played, the servants who were about to make a move paused and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yanei.

Zhou Ji is one of the top grain dealers in the city. Even the government has to give them some face. The city defense battalion are government officials who are on the verge of killing people. These hooligans know their place.

Zhao Yanei's face turned pale and then flushed.

Having been humiliated in the street, he was unable to back down and was unsure how powerful the quack doctor's backing was. He froze there for a long time before gritting his teeth and uttering a vicious remark.

"Fine, fine, you quack doctor, you've got guts!" He pointed at Yang Hu's nose and said, "You think you can get away with this just because you've climbed up Zhou Ji's and the city garrison? I'm Magistrate Zhao, and I call the shots in this area of ​​western city. This isn't over yet. You just wait, my father will personally deal with you."

After uttering these words, he glared at Yang Hu and glanced at the curtain at the back door, his eyes filled with resentment, before slinking away with his group.

"well--"

The clinic was quiet for a while, then everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Some neighbors, enraged by Zhao Yanei's evil deeds, chuckled with reddened eyes after being slapped back by Liu Ye.

After all, this scourge has been running rampant in the city for so many years, and today it has finally suffered a real loss!

But some people were worried: "Oh dear, the young master has suffered a setback; his father risked his life. What about that old fox, Magistrate Zhao? He won't let them off so easily!"

"I'm really scared. His father is a real troublemaker..." the man who had been bullied by Zhao Yanei cried out with red eyes.

The servants who had been knocked to the ground scrambled to their feet, helped their brothers up, and ran away with Zhao Yanei.

Lu Rou patted her chest in relief.

Lu Yan frowned deeply.

Having witnessed many disdainful attitudes in the Duke's mansion, she knew that there was nothing to fear about Zhao Yanei, who flaunted his martial prowess in public.

What's terrifying is the father behind him, who plays the villain flawlessly!

As Yang Hu watched those people's backs, he also felt a heavy burden weighing on his heart.

Because he had been secretly spying on the other party for the past two days and had discovered that the more he dug into Zhao Tongpan's records, the deeper and further he could find out, he had uncovered some of Yang Ji's household registrations and the origins of some women. He had even found out that someone in the capital was hosting a banquet and trying to find out about the missing noblewoman.

That old fox must have already vaguely sensed something.

Now that Zhao Yanei has been taught a lesson by Liu Ye, he's risking his father's influence to get out.

This time, Judge Zhao will personally cook, so he certainly won't directly confront the enemy like he did before.

Instead, they used their official authority as a pretext, or they came to expose the little things he had investigated.

What's behind that thin layer of window paper?

She was the daughter of a Duke of Zhenguo who should have died fighting on the frontier!

night.

backyard.

Qin Ying wiped the short knife in her hand for a while.

"He's here."

She spoke very softly.

"Prefect Zhao's presence here this time wasn't because he was furious about his son. He wanted to see just who was in his family!"

Yang Hu shook Qin Ying's hand.

He didn't say anything.

His gaze was even more ruthless than usual.

Outside, it started snowing again.

In the Zhao residence on the west side of the city.

A silence.

A storm that has been brewing for more than half a year is about to crash down after this night!