During the Xuanwu period of Dasheng, the world had been at peace for a long time, but a tragedy suddenly occurred: Jisu Baozhitang was wiped out overnight.
Many years later, a medical woman quietly came to Beijing. She was wearing a plain cloth dress, carrying an old medicine box on her back, and stepped into the capital with steady steps. With his superb medical skills and unique insights into pharmacology, he opened a medical clinic, sat in the hall for consultations, and used the skill of rejuvenation to hang a pot to help the world, and quickly established a foothold in the capital.
At the same time, the wind and clouds in Beijing suddenly changed, and a series of bizarre events were like pebbles thrown into the lake, causing ripples:
The Zhou family, a medicinal herb merchant, collapsed overnight.
Wai Lang, the farming secretary, was imprisoned for his crimes.
Lan Xiaozhong, a young official in the Beijing Wei Department, was wronged.
The storm spread to Shangshu Mansion...
People in the capital were panicking. Xie Linyan, the head of the Beijing Health Department, secretly conducted a thorough investigation and vowed to catch the murderer behind the scenes. As the clues advanced, they unexpectedly tracked down the seemingly weak medicine shop owner - Lin Ji.
That night, in the small courtyard house, Xie Linyan pulled out the sword from his waist, blocked the girl's way of life, and said without any doubt: "It's not up to you to decide whether they should die or not!"
Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to hit Lin Ji's throat, she did not flinch at all. Instead, she quickly stretched out her left hand and firmly grasped the sharp blade. Blood seeped out from between his fingers in an instant, dripping to the ground like dark red flowers.
She raised her head, her eyes were red, filled with grief, anger and unwillingness, and asked word by word: "Then who should decide? The government? Eight years ago, when Baozhitang was wronged and suffered, where was the government? When Li Zhixian's family died on the way home, where was the government? Five years ago, when A Lan had no way to sue the government, where was the government?"
The two exchanged words and became tense.
Xie Linyan pressed forward step by step, and Lin Ji cleverly dealt with it. During the stalemate, a dusty past suddenly came to light...
Intent: When justice is absent, the sobriety and courage of the weak are the lights that illuminate the darkness.