Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1487

"So I wanted to ask you, does this guy understand pharmacology or medicine? Otherwise, how come he has so many medicinal herbs at home?"

Looking at the medicinal herbs in Zhang Hai's hand, Mao Xiang also looked puzzled, and then replied:

"Based on what I know, Zhang Hao should not understand medical theory and pharmacology. He was among the first batch of people to enter the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"Although they weren't among the first batch to be transferred to the Yiluan Division, they were still drawn from the military camp, as you should know, Brother Zhang Hai."

“Our household registration system in the Ming Dynasty is fixed. Military personnel are military personnel. The son inherits the father’s profession. As a member of the military, Zhang Hao cannot change his profession.”

"So there was no opportunity or possibility to study medicine. Even military doctors were recruited from civilian medical households."

Upon hearing Mao Xiang's description, Zhang Hai's eyes narrowed immediately as he looked at the medicinal herbs in his hand.

"Since he can't change his occupation, why would this guy keep so many medicinal herbs at home, and so many different kinds?"

As he spoke, Zhang Hai held up one of the medicinal herbs and shook it, then continued:

"Moreover, there are also these processed semi-finished medicinal materials. Pharmacies only sell finished products or completely unprocessed ones."

"This semi-finished product must have been processed by him at home. No one who doesn't understand pharmacology could do this."

"So here's the question: why did he conceal his knowledge of pharmacology, even though he clearly understood it, and why did no one in the entire Embroidered Uniform Guard know about it?"

After listening to Zhang Hai's explanation, Mao Xiang nodded in strong agreement and then said:

“Brother Zhang Hai makes a lot of sense. Zhang Hao is indeed highly suspicious, but you seem to have forgotten a very important issue.”

After Mao Xiang finished speaking, Zhang Hai was still a little confused. It seemed as if Mao Xiang was trying to defend Zhang Hao.

But just as Zhang Hai was thinking to himself, Mao Xiang's words made him feel terrible.

“Brother Zhang Hai, if Zhang Hao is really related to the White Lotus Taoist, then his mother’s death is likely just an excuse.”

"He was only hiding away to recover from his gunshot wound in order to avoid arousing suspicion."

"But now all the pharmacies in the capital are under control, so he can only sneak home to get some medicinal herbs, but here..."

At this point, Mao Xiang raised his hand and gestured around the room, then pointed to the kitchen door.

"If he came home and found that his door had been removed and his house had been searched, he would definitely be on guard."

“Once he thinks his identity has been exposed, he will try to leave the capital as soon as possible, making it difficult to catch him again.”

Zhang Hai knew in his heart that Mao Xiang was right, although it was not yet certain that Zhang Hao was the White Lotus Taoist.

But for now, let's just assume that's who he is. And based on what he learned from Master Zheng, the White Lotus Taoist is cautious and prudent.

If Zhang Hao is truly the White Lotus Taoist, he would see his front door demolished and his house clearly ransacked.

Their first instinct would be to guess that their identity had been exposed, and that staying in the capital would be a certain death sentence, so they would definitely try to find a way to leave.

The best course of action now is to restore everything that was messed up to its original state and then repair the broken door.

But as the saying goes, destruction is easy but construction is difficult. These things cannot be done in a short time; it will take at least two hours.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hai subconsciously looked at Mao Xiang, wondering if he could ask him for a favor.

However, Mao Xiang saw his eyes and immediately guessed what he was thinking, so he immediately spoke up:

“Brother Zhang Hai, now that it has been determined that Zhang Hao is the prime suspect, I will head back to the garrison.”

"After all, we still need to make some arrangements when we get back. We'll send someone to keep an eye on this room in the shadows, and if Zhang Hao comes back, we'll catch him immediately."

"Also, let's see if we can get any clues from the Imperial Guards who are close to him, and it would be best if we could capture him!"

After saying this, Mao Xiang didn't even wait for Zhang Hai's response before turning around and walking out of the kitchen.

Watching Mao Xiang's departing figure, Zhang Hai wanted to speak several times, but the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back.

After all, all the mess from the front door to the house was caused by Zhang Hai; Mao Xiang hadn't done a single thing.

No matter what, Mao Xiang was the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard; how could he possibly be doing this kind of thing with him here?

He had neither a reason nor the embarrassment to ask others to help him with these things, so he could only pack everything up himself, bit by bit.

At this moment, Zhang Hai couldn't help but feel helpless. If he had known it would be like this, he would have acted recklessly just now, and in the end, he was the one who got hurt.

After letting out a silent sigh, Zhang Hai resigned himself to his fate and immediately began cleaning the room.

After more than an hour, the room was finally cleaned up, and then a carpenter was found to repair the door.

The repaired gate was no different from when he first arrived, and the Imperial Guards arranged by Mao Xiang also came to greet him.

Once everything was ready, Zhang Hai didn't linger and immediately headed towards the Imperial Hospital.

Upon seeing Wei Wu in the ward, Zhang Hai immediately recounted everything he had found in detail.

After listening to Zhang Hai's report, Wei Wu was also somewhat surprised, not expecting that an acquaintance would be involved.

After pondering for a while, Wei Wu turned to look at Zheng Shiye beside him.

“Old Zheng, you said before that the White Lotus Taoist is a strong man, and he is most likely between twenty-five and thirty-three years old.”

"Yes, Master!"

Master Zheng responded immediately, and then Wei Wu spoke again:

"Then let me describe Zhang Hao's characteristics to you."

Wei Wu then described Zhang Hao in his own words, with Zhang Hai occasionally adding to the description.

In fact, Wei Wu's original intention was to confirm Zhang Hao's identity through comparison, but Master Zheng shook his head after hearing this.

"I'm sorry, young master, but the White Lotus Taoist is too cautious. Not only is he completely shrouded in a black robe, but he also speaks using onomatopoeia."

“His height and build are the only pieces of information I can capture, along with the small patch of skin he accidentally revealed.”

"To be honest, if it weren't for this, I would have suspected that even his height and build were fake, a deliberate attempt to mislead people!"

Hearing Master Zheng's words, Zhang Hai felt somewhat helpless and inwardly cursed the White Lotus Taoist for being so mysterious.

However, Wei Wu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he immediately asked, "

"What did you say?"