In ancient times, I made a fortune by copying my family

Bi Yelan was waiting attentively for Bi Hongsheng to say more, but when her father didn't speak for a while, she realized that he had finished speaking.

Bi Yelan was a little disappointed, "Dad, you just had such a little dream?"

She thought it was so weird and weird, and she had been looking forward to it for a long time, but she didn't know it was just an ordinary little dream.

There was indeed nothing special about the dream Bi Hongsheng had.

If there was anything strange, it was that he knew that there was a medical pot in the house, but he still wanted to borrow it from others. This was not something he would do.

But after waking up from the dream, he didn't take it seriously.

After all, it's not like he hasn't had dreams even stranger than this.

Bi Hongsheng frowned and thought about it for a moment, then said, "But it's strange that after I had that dream, my mother fell ill within two days.

But my mother's body has always been very healthy, and she rarely gets sick.

Usually, even if she has a headache or fever, the most she can do is ask the cook to make some medicinal food for her, and there will basically be no problem the next day.

My mother rarely even takes medicine, let alone being as sick as she is now. "

Ling Chu said, "That's right, you have tricked others. The reason for Mrs. Tai's illness is the medical pot you borrowed."

"What do you mean by this? Can a medicine pot make my mother sick?"

Bi Yelan felt extremely itchy after hearing this. She had never heard of such a bizarre thing.

She glanced at the maid who was making the medicine and asked her to bring the medicine pot over.

She wanted to see what kind of medicine pot it was, and it could still cause illness.

The maid glanced at Mrs. Shangshu and saw her gently nodding towards her.

Although Mrs. Shangshu didn't say anything, she was also very curious about the medicine pot.

Mrs. Shangshu did not object, and the maid quickly left the dormitory.

He came back soon, holding a medical pot carefully in his hand.

Everyone's eyes fell on the maid's hands.

Somewhat disappointed.

No matter how they looked at it, it was just an ordinary medicine pot.

There's nothing strange about it.

Bi Shangshu frowned, "Miss Ling, it's not that I don't believe in your abilities.

But that was just a dream.

You said the problem was with the medical pot, but I never actually borrowed the medical pot. "

"Lord Bi, there is a saying that a line is separated by a mountain. It's not surprising that you don't understand mystical arts."

"Some things may seem impossible to outsiders, but to us Xuanmen practitioners, they are just a matter of a mysterious technique or a talisman."

"My wife was not sick originally, but someone transferred her illness to the medicine pot. And you borrowed someone else's medicine pot to boil medicine for your mother, and you transferred that person's disease from the medicine pot to your mother's body. .

The original patient can recover without medication and return to health. "

Everyone understood what Ling Chu said.

But I still find it hard to believe.

Ling Chu stepped forward and asked the maid to put the medicine pot on the tea table aside.

He signaled the maid to move away.

Ling Chu raised his hand and pinched the medicine pot.

In the blink of an eye, a line of small words appeared on the side of the medicine pot.

Everyone was surprised.

Written on it was the Madam's name and birth date.

Bi Shangshu's face was grave. The facts were before his eyes, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

Mr. Bi suddenly became angry, "Who dares to murder my mother?"

Bi Shangshu also wanted to know.

But the most important thing now is to save people first. “Miss Ling, now that we know the cause of the disease, how can I cure my mother’s disease?”

Ling Chu smiled and said, "This is not difficult to say. Since you borrowed the medicine pot from a dream, then if you return it to the other party in the dream, the wife will wake up."

Knowing that her grandmother could be revived, Bi Yelan breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out, "Is it that simple?"

Bi Yelan seemed a bit outspoken, so Bi Shangshu and his wife must have loved her very much.

Ling Chu had a good impression of her and said with a smile, "Of course not. You have to know the other person's name and birthday before you can cast a spell to return the medicine pot."

Bi Yelan saw that Ling Chu had shown her hand just now and felt that she was much more powerful than those imperial doctors.

Since her grandmother fell ill, all the doctors in the imperial hospital, including the hospital director, were invited by her father to help her grandmother treat her illness, but no one could revive her grandmother.

Since a name and birth date are needed to cast a spell, Bi Yelan immediately looked at Bi Hongsheng and said, "Dad, who did you borrow the medicine pot from?"

Bi Hongsheng looked unhappy, "I don't know."

"How could you not know?" Bi Yelan was stunned for a while.

Others looked at him in confusion.

"Dad, don't you know that person? That doesn't matter. Don't you know how to paint? You can draw him and send someone to find out his identity and birth date. Then Miss Ling can cast the spell."

Bi Yelan could think of something, but Bi Shangshu couldn't understand it.

But he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "In the dream, I didn't see what the person who lent me the medicine pot looked like. I only saw him standing behind the door, handing the medicine pot to me, and then closing the door.

I didn't see his face from beginning to end. "

It's a bit difficult to handle if you don't even know who the other person is.

Bi Hongsheng frowned and reminded, "Brother, if you think about it carefully, can you clearly see where the other party's house is? Or see something special."

Bi Shangshu frowned and recalled, and after a long while he said, "I don't know where that person's house is. In the dream, I suddenly appeared at his door.

On the door... By the way, the stone lion on the left side of the door has a small patch of damage on its hair. Also, the person who gave me the medicine pot had a burn scar on the back of his right hand. "

A month later, it was in the dream again. Bi Shangshu could still remember these things, which was considered to be an excellent memory.

Bi Shangshu didn't think of anything special about the others.

But the capital is so big, it’s not easy to check just these two things.

Ning Chuyi had been watching silently. Seeing that everyone had no clue, he suggested, "Master Bi, if the wife is gone, who will benefit?

Thinking further, if you were Ding You, who would benefit? "

Bi Hongsheng's face was gloomy.

Mrs. Tai has always been a kind-hearted person and has never had any grudge against others.

Outsiders will not attack her.

As for the house, although his father had a concubine, she was gone long ago.

The concubine also left no children.

He and his second brother are both biological children of their parents, so naturally they would not murder their own mothers.

As for their wives, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been harmonious.

Bi Hongsheng was certain that whether it was his wife or his sister-in-law, they would not murder his mother-in-law.

As for the children in the two bedrooms and the servants who are waiting on them, they will not do anything.

Excluding these, the answer is almost self-evident

It was obvious that this matter was directed at him.

Bi Hongsheng is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. If he were Ding You, the one who would benefit the most would naturally be the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Industry.

Without the constraints of his immediate boss, Zuo Shilang was equivalent to the top leader of the Ministry of Works.

And Zuo Shilang did have some problems with him secretly.

Could this really have something to do with him?

But Bi Hongsheng quickly rejected this idea.

He remembered that Zuo Shilang had no scars on the back of his hands.

He probably didn't do this.