The moon falling to the ground

Since she came in, her expression was indifferent, she didn't say a word, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry. Her eyes were empty, as if she was distracted, and she seemed to ignore other people.

This is the martial arts master that Ji Yunzhong sent to Jian Yue—Fu Yun.

"Greetings, Master Fuyun." Jian Yue bowed respectfully. Fuyun glanced at her and nodded slightly.

Strong people all have their own temper and pride, and Jian Yue didn't take Fu Yun's indifference to heart. It's just that her study time was extended again.

I had to get up at about 4:00 in the morning to practice, and practice for an hour and a half. After breakfast, I studied medicine in the morning, read in the afternoon, and practiced for another hour and a half in the evening.

The whole day is packed with activities.

Jian Yue arranged a room for Fu Yun in the third courtyard and asked the maid to clean it and prepare all the daily necessities.

Fan Da arranged for four expert guards to stay in the second courtyard.

From then on, Jian Yue devoted herself to heavy studies.

Doctor Mao was afraid that her body couldn't handle it, so he checked her pulse every once in a while and constantly optimized the prescription. He also specially prepared a medicinal bath to strengthen her body, and Jian Yue gritted her teeth and persevered.

Only those who endure the most hardships can achieve success. She started from a low point, but had such a good opportunity, so why shouldn't she work hard?

After signing the contract, she divided half of the first batch of wine and had the storekeeper take it away.

After Ji Yunzhong received the wine, he only kept the ones that the shopkeeper had brought the first time. For this second batch, he wrote a letter and sent a team of expert guards to deliver it to the capital.

Yan Xiuyuan came to Yue's house with a generous gift to visit Doctor Mao. Doctor Mao was teaching Jian Yue, so Fan asked him to wait in the living room.

Yan Xiuyuan got bored waiting in the living room, so he came out for a walk.

Every corner of the yard was planted with vegetables or flowers. In the small flower bed in the middle of the yard, there were coriander and leafy vegetables.

Looking at those green and juicy vegetables, Yan Xiuyuan felt inexplicably happy.

It seems that the owner of this yard is quite down-to-earth.

Yun Zhonghe walked in with a messenger bag on his back. Yan Xiuyuan also saw him and felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere. Before he could figure it out, Yun Zhonghe glanced at him and went straight into his room and closed the door.

Yan Xiuyuan: ...

He was treated with unprecedented coldness.

Squeak!

The door opened again.

Yun Zhonghe put down his bag and came out again. This time he didn't even look at Yan Xiuyuan and went straight to the backyard to watch the wine purification.

While Jian Yue was studying, Doctor Mao and Yun Zhonghe took turns supervising the distillation of liquor in the backyard.

It seemed that there was no idle person in the courtyard, and everyone was very busy. Yan Xiuyuan didn't pay much attention when he first came, but after staying in the courtyard for a long time, he smelled a strong aroma of wine. The aroma was so overbearing that it went straight into his nose. Yan Xiuyuan, who didn't like wine, had the urge to take a sip.

Yan Xiuyuan felt thirsty after smelling the wine, so he went back to the living room and drank two cups of tea.

The maid guarding the living room door refilled the hot water and poured it for Yan Xiuyuan.

The waiting time felt very long, but Yan Xiuyuan had no complaints.

People who went to Maoshan to seek medical treatment from the divine doctor lined up at the foot of the mountain and couldn't even get in. The fact that he was allowed in to drink tea was already a great honor for him.

At noon, Jian Yue finished her morning study. Doctor Mao asked her to go to the front yard to see Yan Xiuyuan.

After entering the living room, Jian Yue bowed to Yan Xiuyuan first: "Greetings, Lord Mansion Master."

Yan Xiuyuan raised his hand slightly, with a friendly look on his face: "Miss Jian, there is no need to be so polite. I am sorry for disturbing you by coming here without permission. Please accept this small gift, as a small compensation to you."

Jian Yue glanced at the gift box on the table and said, "Apology! I don't deserve it."

Yan Xiuyuan suddenly remembered that he had sent a thousand taels of compensation last time because of the poisoned clothes. He also sent a compensation after Tianchen caused trouble during the apprenticeship ceremony. Today, he sent another compensation because of his wife. Since Xinning insisted on bringing the Jian family to live in the capital, in just over a month, he has sent three compensations, and they were all to the same person.

Yan Xiuyuan felt depressed.

Could it be that the family members and Miss Jian have different auras? Otherwise, why do things always happen?

Doctor Mao snorted coldly: "Master Yan, have you found out the source of Zui Meng Huan? Don't think that this matter will be over if you let a maid take the blame. Master Yan, you'd better find out why your wife is targeting Yue girl. Is there some unspeakable secret?"

Yan Xiuyuan blushed after being scolded by Doctor Mao, as if he, the lord of this mansion, was very stupid.

He coughed lightly to cover up his awkwardness: "Please rest assured, Mr. Mao, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. I have transferred the case to the government office for investigation, and I believe there will be some clues soon."

He looked at Doctor Mao, and continued with a smile: "Xiuyuan came here today to ask Master Mao to be magnanimous and not to bother with the stupid woman at home, and give her an antidote."

Doctor Mao sneered: "No. It's just a few bumps on the face. It won't kill you."

Yan Xiuyuan looked embarrassed.

He knew it wouldn't kill anyone. But it was very torturous, wasn't it? Especially the visual impact and the stench, which no one could stand. Alas! After all, they had been married for more than ten years, and it was not pleasant to see her being tortured.

Jian Yue tried to smooth things over: "Master, this is the first time that Lord Yan has come to visit you during your busy schedule. Why don't you invite Lord Yan to have a meal with you?"

Before Doctor Mao could say anything, Yan Xiuyuan immediately said shamelessly: "I smelled a very strange aroma of wine in the yard just now, so Xiuyuan shamelessly asked Doctor Mao to have a drink with me."

Doctor Mao snorted: "Who would be willing to give you this wine that is worth a fortune? Buy it with money."

"Okay, okay! Take the money and buy it." Yan Xiuyuan took out two silver notes and put them on the table. "Mr. Mao, this is enough."

Doctor Mao tilted his head and took a look, then told Jian Yue: "It's only enough for one pot, don't give me more."

Jian Yue agreed with a smile, went out and quickly told the kitchen to add a few more dishes.

Yan Xiuyuan is the head of a prefecture after all. Even if she doesn't give him the antidote now, she can't offend him to death. Since the master plays the bad guy, she has to play the good guy.

After a while, Yun Zhonghe also came in. Doctor Mao introduced the two to each other.

Yan Xiuyuan finally got the chance to observe Yun Zhonghe up close.

Since Yun Zhonghe accepted Jian Yue as his apprentice, he has become neater and more clean. His hair is combed neatly and his beard is well groomed.

Jian Yue also forced five hundred taels of silver on Uncle Tao and Aunt Tao, asking them to find someone to repair the house and improve their lives.

With good food and comfortable accommodation, Yun Zhonghe's complexion also improved.

"Are you the eldest son of Zhou?" Yan Xiuyuan's eyes widened in surprise. He was wondering why he looked so familiar. Isn't this Zhou Shilin, the eldest son of the family of Zhou Daxueshi?

Yun Zhonghe said calmly, "Master Yan has recognized the wrong person. I am Yun Zhonghe, known as the Divine Calculator. I used to set up a stall on the street to tell fortunes."

Yan Xiuyuan twitched his lips...