The moon falling to the ground

Imperial Physician Sun calmly prescribed a prescription for the Jian family, and told them how to use the medicine and the dosage. Then, without even taking a sip of water, he strode out of the Jian family.

After getting on the carriage, Imperial Physician Sun's shoulders slumped and he became withdrawn.

Yanling Prefecture defeated him!

As soon as they arrived at the Mansion Master's Mansion, Butler Yan asked Imperial Physician Sun to go and give the Mansion Master's wife a follow-up examination.

Yan Xinning got up early for two days to collect flower dew for Xie Chujiao, and her face became droopy. When the second prince found out, he felt very sorry for her and sent a ginseng to Xie Chujiao, saying, "Flower dew can't cure the pustules on your face." Xie Chujiao then understood what the second prince meant. So, Yan Xinning was exempted from getting up early to collect flower dew.

But Xie Chujiao was full of anger, and the pustules on her face made her irritable, so how could she let Yan Xinning live comfortably? She called her over early in the morning to show her filial piety, which made Yan Xinning more eager to get out of Xie Chujiao's control.

Imperial Physician Sun walked into the flower hall. Xie Chujiao was sitting there, and Yan Xinning was trying to hold back her nausea while wiping the pus off her face with a clean wet towel.

Seeing Imperial Physician Sun coming in, Yan Xinning hurriedly stepped aside to make room for him.

Imperial Physician Sun looked at the pustules on Xie Chujiao's face, which showed no improvement, and felt very sad. He gritted his teeth and carefully examined Xie Chujiao's pulse, but still could not find any other abnormalities. He had to accept his fate and said, "I can't diagnose Madam's illness. Let's ask for help from someone else!" After saying that, he quickly left the hall.

Xie Chujiao's heart sank. At the same time, a surge of anger rushed to her head: "Quack! You didn't tell me earlier that you couldn't cure me. You made me endure two days of torture in vain."

She looked at Yan Xinning and said in a hoarse voice: "Xinning, go ask your father to ask Dr. Mao to come for treatment."

Xie Chujiao already knew through Wu Wenkai that it was Jian Yue who poisoned her. But she didn't think Jian Yue had such ability, it must have been Doctor Mao who gave her the poison, so Doctor Mao must have an antidote.

Now it’s a question of whether to give or not.

Yan Xinning looked obedient and immediately went to the door to personally escort Yan Xiuyuan out of the yamen.

Walking out of the flower hall, Yan Xinning took a deep breath. The stench on Xie Chujiao's face made her stomach churn, and she vomited everything in her stomach. Now, the nausea was still there, and she couldn't even drink a sip of water.

No one knew what the second prince was busy with. He went out in the morning and didn't come back all day.

Yan Xinning suddenly felt wronged. When she needed someone's comfort the most, that person was not there. She urgently needed someone to ask about her well-being.

Huamei supported her and waited at the door for half an hour, until her legs were numb from standing, before Yan Xiuyuan finally came back.

"Father!" Yan Xinning felt so aggrieved and looked very miserable.

In the past, her father loved her very much and would try his best to satisfy her no matter what she wanted. But ever since the incident at the apprenticeship banquet, her father had become much colder towards her.

Yan Xiuyuan stopped and asked: "Why are you standing here? Is there something wrong?"

Yan Xinning knelt down slowly: "Father, mother's face is not getting better, please go and get a miracle doctor!"

Yan Xiuyuan looked at Yan Xinning quietly and asked: "Did you mean to come, or did your mother ask you to come?"

Yan Xinning was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "It was my daughter's own idea. Seeing that her face has not improved and she has become so exhausted from the torture, I feel so distressed."

Yan Xiuyuan nodded: "I understand, you can go back!" After that, he took Yan Wu away.

"Miss, please get up quickly!" Huamei helped Yan Xinning up.

Yan Xinning looked at Yan Xiuyuan's back and felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in her heart.

Yan Xiuyuan did not go to see Doctor Mao right away. Instead, he went a few days later. This was a punishment for Xie Chujiao, as the wife of a mansion lord, for using her power to deal with ordinary people.

Jian Yue's first batch of fruit wine and liquor came out of the cellar. The sauce-flavored liquor that came out of the cellar was distilled three times, and the taste was mellow and rich. Even the fruit wine was distilled once. The whole Yue residence was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Doctor Mao and Yun Zhonghe could not wait to fill a pot to taste. Before they even drank it, they felt intoxicated by the rich aroma of the wine.

Yun Zhonghe held the wine glass excitedly. After drinking Jian Yue's distilled liquor, he had long given up on the Wen family's jade wine. But today's newly brewed liquor once again refreshed his understanding of wine.

The wine in the glass was clear and bright, low in flavor but not turbid, and its aroma was complex and elegant. Yun Zhonghe took a sip carefully, then squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

The sharp aroma rushed into his throat and rushed straight to the top of his head. After taking a sip, Yun Zhonghe felt indescribable joy and comfort.

"Good wine! Good wine! This is the same wine that gods drink!" Yun Zhonghe slammed the table excitedly.

The Wen family's jade mash wine is nothing. It cannot be compared with the first-grade Yanlingchun at all.

Jian Yue named the first liquor she brewed "Yanlingchun". It is divided into three grades according to the number of distillations: the first grade is distilled three times, the second grade is distilled twice, and the third grade is not distilled.

Jian Yue only left a small amount of the third-grade wine for the servants in the mansion to drink.

Even the non-distilled Sanpin wine tastes better than the Yumai wine from Wen's wine shop because of the different brewing process.

Doctor Mao hurriedly protected the wine pot: "Don't get excited, be careful not to knock over the wine pot, this pot of wine is worth a fortune."

Yun Zhonghe agreed very much with what Doctor Mao said.

The two old men sipped the wine slowly and with relish, exclaiming in amazement after every sip.

Chenxiang asked the kitchen to prepare two side dishes for them, and the two old men drank even more happily.

The department manager came over following the smell.

Chenxiang asked a maid named Xuexiang to bring him a pair of cups and chopsticks. The shopkeeper couldn't wait to take a sip. Then, he was stunned as if he was frozen.

Doctor Mao said proudly: "How is it? Amazing, right? My apprentice's winemaking skills are just like this." He gave a thumbs up and smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed, "Even the tribute wine can't compare to my apprentice's second-grade wine."

Doctor Mao felt like he had found a treasure.

The little apprentice is not only a first-rate poison master, but also the best brewer in Nanchang. He will have a good time in the future!

The shopkeeper came to his senses and took another sip impatiently.

Doctor Mao glared at him and said, "Good wine should be savored slowly. How can you drink it like a cow?"

Department Manager: ...Okay! I was wrong.

Jian Yue packed 100 kilograms of peach wine, 100 kilograms of apricot wine, 100 kilograms of first-grade wine, and 100 kilograms of second-grade wine for the storekeeper, to offset the storekeeper's previous expenses.

Yun Zhonghe saw this and felt heartbroken: "It's too much, too much. Wine of this quality is hard to come by. Even if you only give him 50 kilograms of fruit wine, it will be enough to cover his previous expenses."

The shopkeeper said hurriedly: "I have paid the rent you owed. Tomorrow, no, in the afternoon, I will send the title deed to you for transfer." After saying that, he immediately asked the clerk who followed him to load the car, for fear that Yun Zhonghe would confiscate his wine.

Seeing the shopkeeper leaving in a hurry, Doctor Mao was moved: Oh! I'm afraid Yue girl's wine will not have a chance to be sold in the shop.

Dr. Mao guessed correctly...