Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 241 Knife

Then why was he in such a hurry to make the silver needle at Xu's house?

When he left Xu's house, it was near Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was winter in Huang's house, which means that after leaving Xu's house, he stayed in Qingshui County for several months.

Song Ying felt confused. If he escaped from someone else, he should have left Qingshui County as soon as possible after taking the silver needle. Why did he stay there for several months?

Also, what happened to the fainting at that time?

She glanced at her master, thinking that he would ask this question, but Doctor Lin pondered for a while and asked, "What are the characteristics of those officials' clothes?"

"Clothes?" Huang Yihai pondered. "The clothes are not much different. There is a red belt tied around the waist, and the head is not a small hat, but a net scarf with feathers inserted in it."

With his previous experience of reporting to the Education Department and traveling with a group of detectives, Song Ying had a general understanding of the officers in the yamen.

The most common official they saw was a constable, who wore a small cap and a red cloth armor. The official described by Huang Yihai as wearing a red belt, a scarf with a net and a pheasant feather was of a higher rank than a constable, and was usually in charge of duties in the court.

If we really want to hunt down a fugitive, it is the constables who should come, not the clerks.

"By the way, their knives are very special, completely different from the knives that we usually see police officers wearing. They are not that wide or big, the tail is very sharp, and the grip is made of white leather." Huang Yihai added, "Because they put the knife on my neck, I have a very deep impression of their knives and will never remember them wrongly."

"White leather, sharp knife tip." Doctor Lin's expression changed slightly, and he asked anxiously, "Do you have paper and pen?"

Huang Yihai was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

His son turned and left, "I'll get it."

Soon, they brought straw paper and pen and ink. Song Ying looked at the paper and frowned. She had never used straw paper before, but she had heard others say how difficult it was to write on that paper. She wanted to give a reminder, but she felt it was not nice to disdain the paper someone brought in front of them.

In comparison, they are the ones who need help from others.

During this period of hesitation, Lin Wenxuan stepped forward and helped to grind the ink quickly. Doctor Lin picked up his brush and dipped it in ink to start painting before the ink was ground into fine powder.

Because he was too anxious and serious, he wrote with more force and the piece of straw paper was directly punctured.

Doctor Lin was stunned, and so was Lin Wenxuan. Although the Lin family had fallen on hard times, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse, and they had never used such poor quality paper.

To be more precise, they didn't even know that this kind of paper existed in the world.

"Uncle Huang, do you have any other paper? My master has never used this kind of paper and is not used to it." Song Ying said very tactfully.

Huang Yihai was still a little embarrassed, and he pulled the pipe in his hand towards his son: "Can you please pay more attention when doing things? Look carefully before you take it."

His son hurriedly said, "Oh, it's my fault, I was in a hurry and took the wrong one."

He went out as he spoke, and after a while, he brought back a large report paper with yellowed edges.

"Thank you." Doctor Lin took it, picked up the pen and started to draw. With just a few strokes, he outlined a short knife with a slightly curved blade. The handle was made of white leather, and the guard between the blade and the handle was engraved with flat persimmon calyx patterns, with a tassel hanging at the end.

Huang Yihai's eyes widened and he took two steps back unconsciously: "Yes, yes, yes, it's this kind of sword, but two of the swords don't have tassels!"

Doctor Lin's expression suddenly darkened. "Are you sure?"

"Sure! That knife made such a deep impression on me that I will never forget it!"

"Aunt, which officer carries this knife?" Lin Wenxuan asked. Song Ying was also very curious.

Doctor Lin did not answer. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her expression was solemn and worried.

After a while, she finally spoke, but she asked the question that Song Ying thought he would ask before: "Why did he faint at that time? Was he injured?"

Huang Yihai shook his head, "No, he said he fell into the river, and after climbing out with great difficulty, he fainted due to exhaustion."

Doctor Lin was obviously relieved, and asked about other details, then took out 30 taels of silver and handed it over.

Huang Yihai declined repeatedly: "No, I just said a few words, how can I accept your money."

Doctor Lin was very persistent: "Old man, you must accept this money. First, we want to thank you for saving my fiancé's life. Second, we want to apologize for causing you and your father and mother to worry."

"It's nothing. We should thank Dr. Xiao Jiang because he taught me some herbal medicine and gave us some extra income."

Song Ying was deeply moved after hearing this and had great respect for the master uncle whom he had never met. He went to make silver needles and taught the Xu father and son the craft to make money. He was rescued by Huang Yihai and taught Huang Yihai to become a veterinarian.

He is really amazing. The Xu family father and son and Huang Yihai only learned a few bits and pieces from him, but they have a skill to rely on!

She thought about it again and felt that it was not quite right. It should be said that these people from the lower class were actually not stupider than the rich and powerful. As long as they were given the opportunity to come into contact with capable people and learn some skills from them, they could greatly improve their family's life.

For example, Huang Yihai. From what Yan Xing told her, he actually didn’t know many herbs, but he still became a veterinarian in the nearby villages.

After a while of conversation, Huang Yihai couldn't resist and accepted the money, and then enthusiastically invited them to stay for lunch.

When they arrived at Xinghua Village, it was already noon, and it would take at least half an hour to get back. The Huang family insisted on keeping them for dinner, and said that if they were allowed to go back hungry, they would not have the face to accept the 30 taels of silver.

Helplessly, Dr. Lin had to agree to stay for dinner.

While waiting for the meal to be ready, Song Ying looked outside from time to time, but she never waited for Li and others to come and invite her master back for dinner.

Although she no longer had any expectations for them, she was still very disappointed at this moment. Her master came to the village, but instead of giving them a warm welcome, they were not even willing to say hello.

She let out a breath slowly, and after dinner she got on the carriage with Doctor Lin and others and headed for the county town.

It was still early when they arrived at the county town, but Song Ying was so curious about what was so special about the knife. He thought it would be inconvenient to ask in front of the coachman, so he planned to go back to Shen Mansion with Doctor Lin.

Firstly, she had to accompany her master to prevent her from feeling uncomfortable after discovering so many things today; and secondly, she wanted to ask about those special daggers.

Unexpectedly, the carriage arrived at Huichun Hall, and there were so many people inside. Song Ying was stunned: "Why are there so many people today?"

Aren’t people reluctant to see a doctor or take medicine in the twelfth or first month of the lunar calendar?

"Maybe someone is causing trouble in the city." Lin Wenxuan's face turned stern, he lifted the car curtain and jumped out.