Prescribing prescriptions, preparing medicines, and boiling medicines, after working for a long time, a small bottle of medicine soup was finally made.
Duan Shiyun handed the medicinal soup to Xu Zhiqiong's hand and warned: "This medicine cannot kill people. If it does, we will have violated the rules of our Taoist sect. Within three days, if this medicine can aggravate the disease, it will only be three times."
God, if we don't succeed in three days, we have to find another way."
Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "It won't take three days, it will be almost done tomorrow."
Xu Zhiqiong took the medicine bottle, returned to the inn, took out the hidden mirror, and made himself invisible.
Don't use mice to do this.
The old lady from the Wu family takes medicine twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.
The maid squatted next to the stove, carefully brewing the medicine, and never left. The old lady came over to watch from time to time. If a mouse suddenly jumped out, that would be a big deal!
At dusk, when the medicine was boiled, Xu Zhiqiong, hiding in the dark, mixed a small bottle of medicinal soup into the old lady's medicine jar.
The old lady had been coughing badly in the past two days. After drinking this bowl of decoction, her lungs became clear and her cough became even worse.
One after another, I couldn't stop coughing, my throat was broken, and I coughed up some blood.
"Ah! I'm vomiting blood!" The old lady cried loudly and called to the maid, "Call that unfilial son to me!"
Not long after, Wu Ziqing ran over. The old lady covered her chest and said, "Nie Zhan, kneel down!"
Wu was famous as a filial son in the capital of the Qing Dynasty. When his mother asked him to kneel down, he immediately knelt down!
The old lady stepped forward and slapped Wu Ziqing more than a dozen times, and cursed: "Your mother vomited blood, did you see it? Are you blind? Did you see it?"
It's just a little bloodshot. If you don't look carefully, you can't really see it.
Wu Ziqing kept saying, "Mom, take care, don't get angry, and rest."
"Am I still angry?" the old lady beat her chest and cried, "I'm almost out of breath. Why should I be angry? I've pulled you up. Is it easy for me? You know how much suffering I have suffered and how much sin I have suffered.
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Are you reluctant to part with a girl? You are unfilial! I will go out and tell you before tomorrow and let the world see what kind of filial son you are!"
This is the key point. Wu Ziqing is really afraid that his mother will go out and talk nonsense.
Wu Ziqing said with relief: "She won't be able to do it soon. It's just a matter of one or two days. Mom, please wait a little longer."
"I can't wait, I can't wait!" The old lady coughed angrily, stepped forward and slapped Wu Ziqing several more times.
Xu Zhiqiong was beside him, holding the mind-reading card, and started chanting: This is all a lie, is Nizi useful? It’s useless! It’s useless even if she’s dead!
After reciting it several times, the old lady rolled her eyes, stared at Wu Ziqing and said, "Is that girl really useful?"
Wu Ziqing lowered his head and said, "Isn't that what it says on the prescription?"
Xu Zhiqiong muttered beside him: Did you see it? Did you see the prescription? Did that prescription have Nizi’s name written on it?
The old lady stared at Wu Ziqing and said fiercely: "Bring me that recipe and let me see it again!"
This old lady also comes from a common family and knows how to read.
Wu Ziqing whispered: "Mom, haven't you seen this recipe once? I have burned the recipe a long time ago."
"Why did you burn it?"
"Mom, you can't let others see this recipe. Wouldn't it ruin your reputation?"
Xu Zhiqiong was chanting beside him: It's all a lie to you, that prescription is fake, you have to listen to what the expert says for yourself!
The old lady gasped for a while and nodded: "Okay, you can go, I will treat you as my son, get out of here, your mother will die early, and you will be free!"
Wu Ziqing left in a depressed mood, returned to the room, found a fault, slapped Mr. Huang a few times, and felt a little angry, but he still felt unhappy in his heart.
Wu Ziqing took out the "Etiquette" from under the pillow and flipped through two pages:
If the husband is not angry, the family will be without rules. Without rules, there will be no education... A son will learn filial piety through blood, a wife will learn obedience through blood, and a servant will learn fear only after blood...
Whenever he reads this, Wu Ziqing always feels refreshed and his meridians smooth.
Many people in the religion say that he is a born angry man with great talent.
When this matter is over, it will be time for him to become a good product, and it will be time for the old lady to stop making trouble...
Just when I was enjoying myself, I suddenly heard my maid come to report: "My wife coughed badly and she was scolded in the backyard again!"
"Scold, let her scold! Let her be arrogant! She is old..." Wu Ziqing held back and did not continue. The reputation of a filial son must not be damaged.
Wu Ziqing swallowed his anger and went to bed early. The next day, Wu Ziqing got up just after Yinshi (three o'clock in the morning).
The Wu Mansion has rules. When Wu Zi wakes up, if anyone else dares to fall asleep, they will all be whipped.
Everyone in the family, except the old lady, had to get up before Yinshi.
Wu Ziqing walked around the front and back yards and felt a little irritated when he saw that the whole family was busy and couldn't find anyone to vent their anger on.
He came outside the gate, threw a few copper coins on the ground while no one was paying attention, and then stayed in a dark place to see if anyone would pick them up.
This trick worked very well in the past, but now these servants have learned the trick and no one is fooled.
Wu Ziqing waited in front of the door for half an hour, then picked up a few copper coins alone, feeling more and more unhappy as he held back his breath.
After returning to the house and eating some porridge, Wu Ziqing went to Yushitai to order some porridge.
The old lady was resting in the backyard. When she heard that her son was gone, she sat up, cleaned up briefly, and left the house alone.
A maidservant caught up and said, "Madam, where are you going?"
The old lady turned around and hit the maid with a cane, which made the servant grin.
"You bitch, it's your turn! Get away!"
Although she kept coughing, the old lady was in good health and had fast legs and feet. She took a walk outside and quietly went to Chang Kee Pharmacy.
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Duan Shiyun hurried forward to greet her: "Madam, why are you here?"
The old lady burst into tears and said, "Shopkeeper Chang, I can't bear it any longer. I vomited blood last night!"
"What's going on? Madam, please sit inside."
Duan Shiyun quickly invited the old lady into the backyard. The old lady cried for a long time: "My son is unfilial. He only has one mother, but for the sake of his mother's life, he can't even part with a girl!"
Duan Shiyun pretended to be surprised and said: "Madam, what girl are you talking about?"
The old lady wiped her tears and said: "Shopkeeper Chang, didn't you give my son a prescription before, saying that if a close relative dies on hunger strike and can sense the gods, he can extend his life by ten years?"
Duan Shiyun frowned and said: "Mrs. Madam, you can't say this nonsense. How could Duan dare to prescribe such a prescription? Duan had an ancient medical classic and showed it to Mr. Wu. Just one glance. Duan didn't say anything.
And what the medical scriptures say is different from what you say!”
The old lady's eyes shone brightly and she asked: "Can you show me the medical scriptures? Shopkeeper Chang, I will never treat you badly!"
After saying that, the old lady took out a handful of money.
"Mrs. Madam, you are out of sight, out of sight!" Duan Shiyun declined several times, accepted the money, took out the medical scriptures from the study, and gave it to the old lady.
The old lady found the page, and it was clearly written on it: The two ounces of meat in a filial son's heart can be used as medicine to extend his life by twenty years.
Twenty years of life!
The old lady trembled, looked at shopkeeper Chang and said, "This, this, isn't that girl?"
Duan Shiyun frowned and said, "What can I say? My granddaughters are separated by a generation, so how can they be considered close relatives?"
"But the prescription you prescribed back then..."
Duan Shiyun waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Madam, I didn't prescribe a prescription! I have never prescribed such a prescription at any time. It must be that Mr. Wu got a folk prescription from somewhere, right?"
"I'm just saying, I'm just saying that this evil deceiver lied to me, he lied to me!" The old lady coughed harder and harder.
Duan Shiyun said: "Sit down, sit down for a while, and I will make you some pear juice."
The old lady waved her hands and said, "It's useless to drink that. What should I do? This heartache will kill him!"
The old lady was very conflicted. She would definitely not be able to part with her son if his life was taken.
But this is a life span of twenty years. I can live an extra twenty years!
You have to consider carefully when making a choice.
Duan Shiyun said: "How can you kill me? It's not about cutting flesh on your heart, it's about your heart. Look at the next page."
The old lady turned the page and saw a painting on the next page.
"As shown in the picture, cut off a piece of flesh from this part of the chest. Two taels is enough. It won't kill you. Just feed it for two days and it will be fine."
When it comes to taking Wu Ziqing's life, the old lady really has to hesitate.
Now that she needed two taels of meat, the old lady's eyes immediately shone.
The old lady stared at the picture for a long time, then whispered to Duan Shiyun: "This knife is difficult to use, and I don't know how to use it. Can you help me? I can't treat you badly!"
Duan Shiyun shook his head and said: "I can't help you with this. The book clearly states that either you do it, or the filial son does it himself. This is called willingness."
"How could he be willing?" The old lady was worried. After thinking for a moment, she rolled her eyes and said, "Do you still have the wine from before?"
As soon as he heard about wine, Duan Shiyun smiled in his heart and told Xu Zhiqiong that it would save him trouble.
According to the original plan of the two people, Xu Zhiqiong had to squat in Wu Ziqing's house, drug Wu Ziqing and knock him down, so that the old lady could take action.
If the old lady really cut off a piece of meat as shown in the picture, Wu Ziqing would bleed like a fountain and couldn't stop it, and he would definitely die.
This is their plan.
Now that Xu Zhiqiong no longer needs to drug Wu Ziqing, the old lady plans to put her son down herself.
"What kind of wine?" Duan Shiyun also deliberately pretended to be confused.
"It's the wine you gave us three years ago when we killed that bastard."
When Wu Ziqing chopped off his wife's arm, he also bought medicinal wine from Duan Shiyun.
Duan Shiyun waved his hands repeatedly and said: "You can't talk nonsense. I just sold you some medicinal wine for pain relief. What you say has nothing to do with me!"
The old lady nodded repeatedly: "It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with you, I just want to buy some wine!"
Duan Shiyun found it difficult to do so: "So many days have passed, and I don't know if this wine is still available..."
"I won't treat you badly!" The old lady took out another handful of money.
"That's all, I'll look for it for you." Duan Shiyun returned to the pharmacy, deliberately searched for a long time, and took out a small bottle of wine.
"Mrs. Madam, let's make it clear. I respect your character, and I also respect Master Wu's character. I shouldn't have given this wine to you, but I gave it to you. When I leave the house, I won't admit it!"
The old lady agreed repeatedly: "I haven't been to your place today, don't worry!"
After taking the medicinal wine, the old lady walked around the neighborhood a few more times and quietly returned to her house.
Duan Shiyun stood at the door and sighed softly, praising him in his heart.
When Xu Zhiqiong and Xu Zhiqiong were discussing the plan, Duan Shiyun was still worried that it would not work. He felt that the old lady would not attack his own son.
I didn't expect that this old lady would be so greedy.
Ma Shangfeng, Ma Shangfeng, no wonder you can reach the eighth level at such a young age. You are really not a mortal, you can see through people's hearts!
It's a pity that you can't read my mind.
Only when young people suffer some losses can they make progress. Don't hate me.