Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 117
Prescribing prescriptions, picking up medicines, brewing medicines, after a long time of hard work, a small bottle of medicinal soup was finally made.

Duan Shiyun handed the medicine soup to Xu Zhiqiong's hands, and said: "This medicine will not kill people, if it kills people, we will break the rules of our Taoism. Within three days, this medicine can aggravate the disease. God, if we don't succeed in three days, we have to find another way."

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "It won't take three days, it will be almost there tomorrow."

Xu Zhiqiong took the medicine bottle, went back to the inn, took out the hidden mirror, and made himself invisible.

You can't use mice for this.

The old lady of the Wu family takes medicine twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening.

The maid squatted next to the stove, brewing the medicine carefully, and never left her footsteps. The old lady came over to watch from time to time. If a mouse popped out suddenly, it would be fine!
At dusk, when the medicine was ready, Xu Zhiqiong, who was hidden in the dark, mixed a small bottle of medicinal soup into the old lady's medicine jar.

The old lady had been coughing badly for the past two days. After drinking this bowl of soup, her lungs became unobstructed, and her coughing got worse.

One after another, the coughing could not be stopped, the throat was broken, and some blood came out.

"Ah! I'm vomiting blood!" The old lady howled loudly, calling out to her servant, "Call me that unfilial son!"

Not long after, Wu Ziqing ran over, and the old lady clutched her chest and said, "Nie Zhan, kneel down!"

Wu Ziqing is a well-known dutiful son in the capital. When his mother asked him to kneel down, he immediately knelt down!
The old lady stepped forward, slapped Wu Ziqing a dozen times, and cursed: "Your mother vomited blood, did you see it? Are you blind, did you see it!"

Just a little blood, if you don't look carefully, you can't really see it.

Wu Ziqing repeatedly agreed: "Mother, take care, don't get angry, just rest."

"Am I still angry?" The old lady cried, beating her chest. "I'm almost out of breath. Why am I still angry? I'm pulling you up. Is it easy for me? You know how much I have suffered and suffered. ?

Are you reluctant to part with a girl?You are not filial!I will go out and talk about it tomorrow, and let the world see, what kind of filial son are you! "

This is the key point, Wu Ziqing is really afraid that his old mother will go out and talk nonsense.

Wu Ziqing said in relief: "She's going to die soon, it's just a day or two, mother, just wait."

"I can't wait, I can't wait!" The old lady coughed angrily, stepped forward and slapped Wu Ziqing several times.

Xu Zhiqiong was beside him, pinching the Mindfulness Card, and began to chant scriptures: This is all a lie, so is it useful?It's useless at all!It's useless even if you die!

After reading it several times in a row, 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's written in the prescription?"

Xu Zhiqiong muttered beside him: Did you see it?Have you seen Fang Zi?Is that lady's name written on that prescription?

The old lady stared at Wu Ziqing and said viciously, "Bring me that prescription and let me see it!"

This old lady is also from everyone and can read.

Wu Ziqing said in a low voice: "Mother, haven't you seen this recipe once? My son has already burned the recipe."

"What did you burn it for?"

"Mother, this recipe can't be seen by others, won't it ruin my son's reputation?"

Xu Zhiqiong chanted at the side: They are all lying to you, the prescription is fake, you have to listen to what the expert has to say!
The old lady panted for a while, and nodded: "Okay, you go, I will treat you as a son, get out, your old mother will die early, and you will be free soon!"

Wu Ziqing left sullenly, returned to the room, found something wrong, slapped Huang a few times, and let out a little bit of anger, but he still felt unhappy.

Taking out the "Etiquette" from under the pillow, Wu Ziqing turned two pages:
"If a husband is not angry, there will be no rules in the family, and if there are no rules, there will be no education... A son will know filial piety in his blood, a wife will know obedience in his blood, and a servant will know fear in his blood..."

Whenever he reads this, Wu Ziqing always feels refreshed and his meridians are unobstructed.

Many people in the church said that he was a born wrath and had great talent.

After this matter is over, he should be a product, and the old lady should stop making trouble...

Just when I was feeling comfortable, I suddenly heard the report from the maidservant: "Mrs. Tai coughed badly, and cursed again in the backyard!"

"Curse, let her scold! Let her be crazy! She's old..." Wu Ziqing held back and continued. The reputation of a filial son cannot be damaged.

Wu Ziqing swallowed his anger and went to bed early. The next day, when it was Yinshi (three o'clock in the morning), Wu Ziqing woke up.

There is a rule in the Wu Mansion, Wu Zi wakes up, if anyone else dares to fall asleep, they will all be whipped.

The whole family, except the old lady, had to get up before Yinshi.

Wu Ziqing walked around the front and back yards, seeing that the whole family was busy and couldn't find anyone to spread the flames, and felt a little annoyed.

He came outside the gate, took advantage of no one's attention, scattered a few copper coins on the ground, and then stayed in the dark to see if anyone came to pick them up.

This trick used to work very well, but now these servants have learned to be cunning, and no one is fooled.

Wu Ziqing waited in front of the door for less than half an hour, and picked up a few copper coins by himself, feeling more and more unhappy in his heart.

After returning to the house and eating some porridge, Wu Ziqing went to Yushitai to order mao.

The old lady was resting in the backyard, but when she heard that her son was gone, she turned over and sat up, tidied up briefly, and left the house alone.

A maid came up and said, "Ma'am, where are you going?"

The old lady turned around and swung her cane, causing the maidservant to grin.

"Bitch, it's your turn! Get out of here!"

Regardless of the constant coughing, the old lady has a strong body and quick legs. She walked around outside and quietly went to Changji Pharmacy.

Duan Shiyun hurried forward to meet him: "Mrs. Tai, why are you here?"

The old lady burst into tears and said: "Master Chang, I can't stand it anymore, I vomited blood last night!"

"What's going on, Mrs. Tai, you sit inside."

Duan Shiyun hurriedly invited the old lady into the backyard, and the old lady cried for a while: "My son is not filial, he only has one mother, and for his mother's life, he can't even bear a girl!"

Duan Shiyun pretended to be surprised and said, "Mrs. Tai, what girl are you talking about?"

The old lady wiped her tears and said: "Master Chang, didn't you prescribe a prescription for my son before, saying that a close relative died of a hunger strike, and if he felt the gods, he could prolong his life by ten years?"

Duan Shiyun frowned and said: "Mrs. Tai, you can't talk nonsense. How dare Duan prescribe such a prescription? Duan has an ancient medical scripture, and he showed it to Mr. Wu. Duan didn't say anything. And the medical scriptures are different from what you said!"

The old lady's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Can you show me the medical scriptures? Shopkeeper Chang, I will never treat you badly!"

After finishing speaking, the old lady took out a sling of money.

"Mrs. Tai, 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 handed them to the old lady.

The old lady found that page, on which it was written clearly: A filial son who has two or two meats in his heart is used as medicine to prolong his life by twenty years.

Twenty years of life!

The old lady shivered, looked at shopkeeper Chang and said, "This, this, isn't that girl?"

Duan Shiyun frowned and said: "How can I say this, the granddaughter is separated by generations, how can she be considered a close relative?"

"But the prescription you prescribed..."

Duan Shiyun waved his hands again and again and said, "Mrs. Tai, I didn't prescribe a prescription! I haven't prescribed such a prescription before, so Mr. Wu must have found a folk prescription somewhere?"

"I'll just say, I'll just say that this bastard lied to me, he lied to me!" The old lady coughed more and more.

Duan Shiyun said: "Sit down, sit down for a while, I'll make you some pear juice."

The old lady waved her hand and said, "It's useless to drink that, what should I do about it? The flesh on my heart must kill him!"

The old lady was very conflicted. With just this one son, she would definitely be reluctant to take his life.

But this is the life expectancy of [-] years, how can I live another [-] years!

Between the trade-offs, you have to carefully consider it.

Duan Shiyun said: "How can it kill you? It's not about cutting flesh in your heart, it's in your heart. Please read the next page."

The old lady turned back, and the next page was a painting.

"Just like the one in the picture, cut off a piece of flesh on the chest, two taels are enough, if you die, just keep it for two days."

If Wu Ziqing was to be killed, the old lady really had to hesitate.

Now that two taels of meat are needed, the old lady's eyes immediately lit up.

The old lady stared at the picture for a while, and said to Duan Shiyun in a low voice: "This knife is not easy to use, and I don't know how to use a knife. Can you help me? I can't treat you badly!"

Duan Shiyun shook his head and said: "I can't help you with this. It's clearly written in the book, either you do it, or the dutiful son does it himself, that's what you want to do."

"How can he be willing!" The old lady was so anxious, she thought for a moment, then rolled her eyes, "Do you still have the wine from before?"

When Duan Shiyun heard about the wine, Duan Shiyun smiled, and told Xu Zhiqiong later that he would save trouble.

According to the two people's original plan, Xu Zhiqiong had to squat at Wu Ziqing's house, drug Wu Ziqing, and bring him down, so that it would be convenient for the old lady to do it.

If the old lady really followed the picture and cut off a piece of meat, Wu Ziqing's blood would flow like a fountain, and if he couldn't stop it, he would die.

This is their plan.

Now Xu Zhiqiong didn't have to drug Wu Ziqing, the old lady planned to put her son down by herself.

"What wine?" Duan Shiyun deliberately pretended to be confused.

"It's the wine you gave us three years ago when you cut that shit."

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. You say these things, but I have nothing to do with them!"

The old lady nodded again and again: "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you, I just want to buy some wine!"

Duan Shiyun pretended to be embarrassed: "So many days have passed, I don't know if there is any more wine..."

"I don't treat you badly!" The old lady took out another penny.

"Forget it, 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. Tai, let's make it clear. I respect your character, and I also respect Mr. Wu's character. This wine should not have been given to you, but I gave it to you. I will not accept it when I leave the house!"

The old lady promised repeatedly: "I haven't been to your place today, don't worry!"

After taking the medicinal wine, the old lady walked around the area a few more times before quietly returning to the house.

Duan Shiyun stood at the door, sighed softly, and praised again and again in his heart.

When Xu Zhiqiong was discussing with him, Duan Shiyun was still worried. He felt that the old lady would not do anything to his own son.

Unexpectedly, this old lady was so greedy for life.

Ma Shangfeng, Ma Shangfeng, no wonder you can reach the eighth rank at such a young age, you are really not a mortal, you can see through people's hearts!

It's a pity you can't read my mind.

Only when young people suffer a little, can they grow up. Don't hate me.

(End of this chapter)