Yan Wei rushed out of the house like crazy, and left Zhangshanfang and headed straight for Nanshi City. He squeezed into the crowd, glanced around with his eyes. When he saw the sign of "Changchuntang", he crawled in and shouted: "Where is the doctor! Where is the doctor!..."

A man came to the back of the counter and smiled, "Isn't this Mr. Yan? What's wrong? Look at you who are lively and don't seem to have some emergency?"

Yan Wei pulled the man's wrist and asked in a low voice: "Do you remember that I bought a Qingxin Jieyu Pill from you a few days ago?"

"How come you don't remember that Mr. Yan always bought the Nine-Turn Pill, and suddenly bought a Qingxin Jieyu Pill. I was deeply impressed by it. Could it be that the medicine is not effective?"

"What a ball!" Yan Wei said gritting his teeth: "Now I'm almost useless!"

The doctor smiled and said, "Isn't this just a sign that the medicine in the shop is very effective."

Yan Wei said angrily: "But several days have passed, but now he is in the battle, he can't move forward."

The doctor patted Yan Wei's hand and comforted him: "Mr. Yan was in a hurry and didn't explain it clearly to you. This medicine eliminates desire and Lock Yang Pass to make up for deficiency. What's the use if it's just forbidden to be in one or two days?"

"What do you mean is that the effect of this medicine has not yet passed? It's unscientific...unreasonable. Don't be fooling me, or is there something wrong with your secret recipe?"

"Young Master Yan respects me so much. How could I get such a wonderful pill? This Qingxin Jieyu Pill is from the "Qianjin Prescription" by the Medicine King. You are a man who lives in the age of 141. Twenty years ago, when I was a doctor in the You Fang, I saw the Medicine King diagnosed people in the countryside. He was really a fairy-like figure, like a god..."

Hearing that it was Sun Simiao's prescription, Yan Wei finally put his heart back in his stomach, "When will I be able to be normal?"

"It varies from person to person. It is possible that it will be more than ten days and half a month to slow down by three or five months. The young master used to indulge too much, and it may take longer, but after the medicine is effective, the young master of Dingjiao is even better than before."

"So I'll be a castrator for several months?"

The doctor smiled and said, "If Mr. Yan can't wait, he can also go to the Medicine King Temple outside the city to sing incense sticks. Maybe he can lift the ban as soon as possible!"

After breakfast, Lu took the account book at home to check the expenses and inputs for the month.

It is not easy to live in Luoyang. Although her husband is the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, it is not easy for a high-ranking official to support his family. If it weren't for some of the industries in the family, he would have starved to death long ago.

"Madam, look at this!" The servant who was in charge of cleaning suddenly came over with a picture album. Lu's eyebrows couldn't help but frown, "Where did it come from?"

The servant replied, "I found it under the futon in the study, most of which were newly bought by Alang."

Lu couldn't help but scold, "I know that old Zhu Huang can't serve him. He obviously took his concubine but still had to visit brothels. The most annoying thing is to spend a lot of money to buy such things to defile my eyes. I bought it last month and I still want to buy it this month. I don't understand the difficulty of managing my family at all."

The servant said, "Although I can't tell that this volume is very different from the last one."

"Let's leave it here, you can go back and clean it!"

The servant lady left, and Lu continued to read the account book, but her heart was itchy, and she looked at the picture album next to her from time to time.

No wonder, she was just as old as a wolf or a tiger, but her husband rarely had sex with her, so she couldn't help feeling lonely. She saw the "White Bird Paying to the Phoenix" that her husband brought last time, and almost made her unable to sleep at night, and only regretted that she was not a saint, otherwise she could have a few young and handsome men to serve her on the couch.

I knew I didn't know that I had read it well, but I couldn't help but copy the album in my hand. I saw that "The Palace of the King" was written on the cover. When I opened the page, I saw a long five-character poem.

Lu's family was born into a wealthy family and knew how to appreciate it. This poem is not very exquisite, but it is better to have exquisite conception. The whole article describes a fragrant woman, and even if she is a woman, she will not help but be moved.

"Bah!" Lu spat heavily, and opened another page with her fingers spitting. After looking at four or five pictures, the movements in her hands began to slow down. The more she looked, the more she became more and more devoted. The expression on her face also became angry and chuckled with the plot. When she finished reading the last page, she was left with only a look of loss.

Suddenly she threw the album heavily onto the desk, and then called the butler to instruct: "Go outside and inquire who drew this pickled thing!"

The housekeeper came back in less than a stick of incense after leaving the house. Lu asked strangely: "Is this all right?"

The housekeeper replied: "Madam didn't know that this album was already sold in Luoyang City. Two students from the Imperial College were broken by fighting for the album heads, so it was easy to inquire about it!"

"Who painted it?"

"Back to Madam, this album was painted by Yan Liben's grandson, and it seems to be named Yan Wei. It's a coincidence that his grandfather had served under Alang!"

"Yan Liben's grandson? Oh, the husband seems to have mentioned to me, where does he live?"

"Jianshanfang next to Nanshi City!"

Lu stood up and said, "You go and prepare the carriages, I'm going to Zhangshanfang!"

The housekeeper asked with a strange look on his face, "What are you doing in Zhangshanfang?"

Lu snorted coldly, "I'm going to teach this younger generation a lesson!"

The housekeeper prepared the carriage and horses. Lu took two or three servants and left the house and went south. When he passed by Beicheng, he saw a long queue under the scorching sun. He asked the housekeeper curiously, "What are these people crowding here for?"

The housekeeper replied: "Madam, they are all waiting to buy picture albums. I heard that someone is queuing up here at the fifth update."

Lu sighed heavily and said, "It's really a big deal! Go quickly!"

After passing the carriage, I walked to the vicinity of Nanshi. Sure enough, there was a long queue, but it was quite quiet in front of Zhangshanfang.

The housekeeper got off the carriage, took his own post and handed it to Fangzheng. Lao Feng took it and looked at it, "The wife in the car, is there?"

The butler nodded and said, "That's right, how do you know?"

Old Feng couldn't help but sigh and said, "How come another one comes! It's so bitter now!"

The housekeeper immediately scolded: "What are you talking nonsense? Believe it or not, I will be your mouth! Why don't you open both doors and let the carriage enter, and then send someone to guide the way forward!"

"This is the opening! This is the opening!"

Dahe led the carriage into the gate, and stopped before he walked far, saying, "There are almost blocked in front of him, so please ask your wife to get out of the car and take a few steps."

Lu lifted the curtain and saw that the alleyways in the yard were full of green oil-scented cars. The already narrow alleyway was tightly blocked. She simply got out of the car and turned around under the leadership of Dahe. When she arrived at a family, Dahe stopped the trail: "Madam is Yan Mansion."

Dahe knocked on the door and shouted, "Brother Li quickly open the door, another lady is here!"
Chapter completed!