Chapter 70: Sustaining Serious Injuries

On the seventh day of the month, County Magistrate Lin specially sent someone over.

"About seventy or eighty people have arrived; they were sent here in exile, and I heard their surname is Ji."

Ji Lan panicked all of a sudden.

Although Ji Lan's soul had been replaced, the Ji Family had always treated her very well; having spent five years together, she had long since developed feelings for them.

Hearing that seventy or eighty people had been exiled, Ji Lan felt somewhat flustered.

They quickly went to Shawan County, and sure enough, they saw several familiar faces.

One bailiff went to find County Magistrate Lin, while the other waited outside to guard these people.

Seeing that her grandfather was no longer in human shape, his eye sockets sunken, and wearing shackles, he seemed to have aged ten years all at once.

Yan Ning's nose turned sour, and she hurriedly ran over, "Grandfather!"

Saying this, she was about to run over.

As a result, that bailiff lashed a whip onto Yan Ning's arm.

Yan Ze's expression changed completely.

Before he could speak, Zhuo Heng rushed forward, yanked the whip, pulled the man directly off his horse, and pressed his blade against the man's neck.

The bailiff, who had been throwing his weight around just a moment ago, was subdued in an instant.

Ji Heming hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of heartache.

Fearing he would worry, Yan Ning smiled and said, "Grandfather, it doesn't hurt."

Ji Heming's eyes turned red instantly.

This was their Ji Family's precious granddaughter, yet she had been struck by a bailiff just like that.

Even if he had to risk his life, he would teach that bailiff a lesson.

But when he looked, that bailiff was being hog-tied, and Ji Lan was in a frenzy, lashing him with a whip again and again.

The bailiff's mouth was gagged, and he couldn't say a single word.

Yan Ning looked and saw that her eldest uncle's family was still there, as was her third uncle's family, only she didn't know what was wrong with her third uncle.

Yan Ning's mood was heavy; she asked, "Why don't I see Third Uncle?"

Ji Heming sighed, "Your third uncle, he... we wanted to enter the city to buy some things, and your third uncle went to ask, but that bailiff gave him several lashes without a word. Because there was no medicine for treatment, the wounds are now infected, and he is already on the verge of death."

When they set out, there were over a hundred people, but now only eighty remained, and even his third son was on his last breath, likely unable to hold on for many more days.

Yan Ning looked and sure enough, there was someone lying on a wooden board in the back, life or death unknown.

Yan Ning gritted her teeth; these bastards actually dared to treat people so cruelly! Just wait until I give them a good thrashing!

Yan Ning said to her mother, "Mother, let's take them back before punishing them; Third Uncle's wounds are infected, he needs treatment quickly."

Saying this, Yan Ning took the keys from the bailiff and unlocked them.

Along this journey, with shackles and foot chains, they had traveled with extreme hardship.

Yan Ning had never seen the Ji Family in such a disheveled state; she clenched her fists—she would definitely take revenge for this sooner or later!

When the other bailiff came out and saw that there was no one outside, he was surprised, and the next moment he was ambushed from behind.

Zhuo Heng directly subdued him and brought him back to the boat, hog-tied.

This bailiff's mouth was not gagged, "I am a bailiff escorting prisoners! You actually dare to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was slapped hard by Zhuo Heng, his head buzzing with pain.

Zhuo Heng boarded the boat, and the bailiff saw his accomplice hog-tied and immediately shouted, "Are you not afraid of being punished? We are bailiffs escorting prisoners!"

Yan Ning gave him a kick directly: "Shut up."

The bailiff felt the pain and dared not say more, fearing Yan Ning would continue to kick his wounds.

Yan Ning sneered, "Didn't you bully my grandfather and the others before? You just wait; once I settle my grandfather and the others in, I will make you wish you were dead!"

The two bailiffs were truly panicked now.

It seemed the First Prince and his family were really not afraid of the Emperor's wrath.

Then again, they had already reached Lingnan, the mountains were high and the Emperor was far away; even if the Emperor wanted to punish them, that would be a matter for a long time from now.

The more the bailiff thought about it, the more his back felt cold.

Half an hour later, the boat docked.

Looking at this vast expanse of land and the rows of courtyards, Ji Heming looked at Yan Ze in disbelief: "Are these all houses you built?"

Yan Ze nodded: "Over here and the two rows of single rooms behind are our houses. Originally, I planned to go offer birthday wishes to the Empress Dowager in the fifth month and then bring you all over, but I didn't expect that Gou Huangdi would actually exile you!"

Yan Ze looked at everyone's wounds and said, "I will take you to see a doctor first."

Yan Ning ran off in a flash, arrived at the house where Glazed Glass was made, and poked Qian Ruofang: "My father brought many wounded people over; I have to trouble you to help look at their wounds. My third uncle's condition is the most serious; he could go see the King of Hell at any moment."

Qian Ruofang even went to the School, greeted Chen Yuan, and brought her daughter back.

Qian Zhizhi was already ten years old and had learned some medical skills from following Qian Ruofang; she could handle simple medicine application and bandaging.

The Ji Family followed Yan Ze, and at the back of the group, guards helped carry the seriously wounded; there were three seriously wounded, one was Yan Ning's third uncle, and the other two were uncles from a collateral branch.

Third Uncle Ji Yunzhang's condition was the most serious, so Qian Ruofang looked at him first.

One could see that Ji Yunzhang's body was covered in traces of whip lashes, and those wounds were festering because they hadn't been treated in time.

Qian Ruofang was somewhat troubled, "This, he is already on the verge of death; he might not be able to be saved."

Yan Ning touched his forehead; it was scorching hot.

Yan Ning frowned; Third Uncle couldn't be saved?

This was her favorite Third Uncle!

Yan Ning continued to ask Qian Ruofang: "Why can't he be saved?"

Qian Ruofang pointed to his head, "He is burning so severely, he might burn into a fool, and then there are his wounds; I don't know if this Golden Sore Medicine will have any effect."

Yan Ning understood.

She and her father exchanged a look and knew what the other was thinking.

Yan Ze snuck a capsule out from his space; this was a common medicine Yan Ze had traded for with his first trading partner, which could ensure they could rely on medicine to save lives if they encountered trouble in ancient times.

The capsule Yan Ning took out was an anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medication.

Yan Ze poured a cup of water and held it behind his back; Yan Ning opened the capsule, and after the medicinal powder inside dissolved, Yan Ze prepared to feed him the water.

At this moment, Ji Yunzhang's lips were dry and parched, even peeling, and no one else suspected anything.

Qian Ruofang took out a pouch of Silver Needles and poked them into Ji Yunzhang's body; after finishing, she withdrew the Silver Needles and went to check on the next person.

This person's condition was better; it was also a whip wound, but the person was still conscious.

Simply applying some medicine was enough.

Yan Ning did not know if this anti-inflammatory medicine would be useful, but it should be; the medical technology on the side of her first trading partner looked very advanced.

Yan Ning was angry and anxious, but anxiety was useless, so it was better to help the others treat their wounds.

The more Yan Ning bandaged their wounds, the angrier she became.

Ordinary bailiffs would not randomly whip people, yet all one hundred of these people had whip wounds on their bodies, and her grandfather had quite a few as well.

Yan Ning felt a belly full of fire watching this; to think they would trample on people like this!

These two bailiffs were definitely doing it on purpose, and perhaps there was even a hand from the Crown Prince and the Third Prince behind it.

Yan Ning angrily pulled her father along to interrogate those two bailiffs.