Aunt Ma closed her mouth, clenched her teeth, shrank, and her face turned pale. She peeked at everyone, lowered her head and said nothing.

Yang Yuying closed her hair and said softly: Mrs. Zhao just said that Aunt Ma had visited Qingxia Temple yesterday and met Master Li, but that was absolutely impossible.

This was a decisive statement, and the onlookers couldn't help but feel curious. A pilgrim dressed in wealth asked loudly: How do you say this?

Yesterday I happened to collect pomegranate flowers in front of the door, and Xu Meng and others from Changping Academy could testify. I stayed in front of the Taoist temple for a whole day. I could see the guests coming and going in the temple. Of course, the exception is to go flying over the eaves and walls to be thieves.

The onlookers were stunned.

A total of forty-two pilgrims came, including nine of the villagers from Cuijiazhuang, including Uncle Li, Uncle Qiu, Grandma Lin, Aunt Hua, with two granddaughters, Aunt Liu, Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and the other thirty-three guests. I know six of them, who are scholars from Yunhai County. They came together. When they left, they all took away the amulet of Wenqu Xingjun, and they should be here to seek a future.

Among the others, ten were nobles from Dengzhou Prefecture. Their wives and maids and servants should be female relatives from General Xu's family in Dengzhou. Their carriages were marked as General's Mansion. The other seventeen were all villagers from Lin County, and they could not reach a radius of thirty miles.

Everyone was stunned.

Aunt Liu, who was also watching the crowd, was surprised and said: That's right, yesterday I brought two daughters-in-law to sing a stick of incense to pray for my son, and even met Aunt Hua. Uh, I didn't pay attention to the others.

The pilgrims in Qingxia Temple are relatively fixed, especially a few of them come to slap Mao every day, burn incense, ask for some medicinal materials, and climb mountains to exercise.

Soon, several pilgrims named by Yang Yuying came out to prove it.

There were also pilgrims who remembered a little bit and all got up to speak, which showed that Yang Yuying was indeed not wrong.

When Changping Academy heard the sound coming out to watch the fun, they were all surprised.

Xu Meng reached out to her arm and put her arms around Yang Yuying's shoulder and sighed: Yu Niang, you really don't know how your brain is, it's so easy to use.

The villagers in Cuijiazhuang were all amazed.

For a moment, the feelings in front of Qingxia Temple were surging, and Xiaoyun's mother and the young wife showed a little confusion on their faces.

Aunt Ma, who was pushed out, looked numb and never said anything, as if she was so sad that she was more heartbroken than death.

Zhao Jin frowned gently, looked at Aunt Ma and her daughter-in-law, comforted her softly, and then looked up at Yang Yuying: Miss Yang, don’t just talk nonsense to save Master Li from guilt. How could you remember all the guests who came to Qingxia Temple yesterday? Aunt Ma is an ordinary person. Who cares about her coming and going?

Yang Yuying shrugged and looked up at the surroundings: I never forget it, and I can recite it all over the world, so there is no need for others to know about these books. If I need to prove my testimony, I will naturally be allowed to verify it by County Magistrate Shen.

After saying that, she ignored Zhao Jin, took only two steps, walked to Aunt Ma, stared at her eyes and said: Aunt Ma, you have been wearing this outfit for at least seven or eight days, and the villagers in Cuijiazhuang must have been impressed.

Everyone knows this.

Aunt Ma's family is poor and has only a few clothes. It's good if the old man can have a piece of clothes, and his two granddaughters' pants are worn over the place.

Yang Yuying pointed to Aunt Liu's trousers: Yesterday, Qingxia Temple was doing rituals. In addition to the epidemic, the corridors and courtyards were sprinkled with medicinal powder, so the pilgrims who came to me to watch yesterday had to be more or less contaminated on their feet.

Everyone instinctively went to see Aunt Ma. Although her clothes were worn, they could also see that there was nothing else on her trousers except a little yellow mud.

Aunt Liu not only has it on her pants, but also has a lot of green powder on her sleeves.

Aunt Ma's face was pale, but she still didn't say anything. Yang Yuying was not in a hurry: Well, maybe Aunt Ma likes to be clean. Although there are not any on her trousers and shoes now, it may be that someone has cleaned it up.

As for the fact that I didn't see Aunt Ma, and the other pilgrims didn't see her, it was because she had the ability to avoid others and avoid everyone, and it was not completely unreasonable.

Everyone:

Unexpectedly, Yuqing, a child, was so poisonous to get rid of people.

However, Aunt Ma always proves now that she did visit my Qingxia Temple yesterday. Everyone knows that Master Li was at Qingxia Temple yesterday, and was at the free clinic at the East Hospital side gate, and she was there all day.

Aunt Ma wanted my master to instigate her to chop off her granddaughter's hand, but she did want to take the initiative to come to Qingxia Temple by herself, and she had to stare and pull Master Li away from everyone's sight.

Maybe it was while the Taoist priest was going to the toilet?

Yang Yuying blinked.

Everyone was speechless, only to feel that this person was too cramped.

Yang Yuying paused, turned her head and stared at Aunt Ma. Yesterday, the Taoist boys in the audience gave all the pilgrims a folding fan. The folding fan was very ordinary, but the fan was painted a short story about the old doctor treating cold. Aunt Ma, since you are here, even if you don’t get the folding fan, you should see it. How dare you ask if the fan is painted with a little boy or a little girl?

Aunt Ma's body suddenly stiffened, and she couldn't say a word, and her lips trembled slightly.

Yang Yuying smiled, took out the folding fan from her waist, spread it gently and shook it. She saw a strange herb painted on it, and there was no child there.

There was a silence in front of Qingxia Temple, and it was silent. At this time, everyone realized that it was afraid that the Ma family's affairs would have nothing to do with Qingxia Temple.

After a long time, Zhao Jin's lips were bitten and bloody, his eyes were red, and his voice was dry: You, it was not because you said in person that you felt that Xiaoyun had such a disaster in his life and could not avoid it, so he cut Xiaoyun's hand? Why did you lie?

Aunt Ma trembled all over and covered her face and cried bitterly: It’s not because of you, who told you to meddle in other people’s business? When will you take care of my family’s affairs?

You came over to my son and daughter-in-law and told me what the big hospitals in the capital were in the capital. The golden retrievers might be able to keep Xiaoyun's hand. Not to mention the big hospitals in the capital, do you know how much they need to treat the disease in the Dengzhou hospital? Just the examination, they will cost ten yuan. For the Luoshizi surgery, at least five hundred yuan, and it will take dozens of people to use medicine at any time. How many of my family want to eat and live, Xiaosi also needs to study, so where can I get the money to treat Xiaoyun? If I don't cut the girl's hand, my family will never be safe!

It is very difficult for an ordinary farmer to support a scholar. The main labor force in their family is the eldest son and the eldest daughter-in-law. If they want to treat Xiaoyun, they will not pay the money to their family again. They may not have to borrow money. Once the money is cut off, Xiao Si will not want to study anymore. So what happened?

All hope is gone!
Chapter completed!