After rebirth, I became a national teacher

"From now on, we must worship the master more attentively!"

He warned his family.

The Qin family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had already reached a consensus on this, and said without hesitation:

"of course!"

"If we can become a celebrity in front of the temple master, I'm afraid all the powerful people in the southern capital will have to support our family in the future!"

The family of three sat at the dining table, imagining a bright future of becoming famous in front of the temple master, and each of them ate two extra bowls of rice.

Not caring that it was late, he immediately sent someone to deliver the message to the prefect.

Before receiving the Qin family's approval, Mrs. Yan didn't dare to tell her son about this matter.

Now that I have got the confirmation, I will tell him the good news as soon as possible.

When I walked into the yard where my son lived, I could smell the pungent smell of alcohol from afar.

Madam Yan walked a few steps to her son's room and saw him holding a white porcelain wine jug and pouring wine into his mouth like water.

The young man who used to be full of vigor and vitality is now skinny and has disheveled hair and beard, not much better than a beggar on the street.

Ever since he was sure that the scars on his face could never heal, he had been drinking all day, drinking when he was awake and sleeping after drinking, and he had tortured himself into a mess.

Mrs. Yan's eyes were red with distress, and she stepped forward and snatched the wine pot from Yan Yun's hand:

"Yoona, drinking is harmful to your health, stop drinking!"

Yan Yun was furious when his bottle was taken away from him. He staggered to his feet and looked at his mother impatiently:

"Bring it!"

Madam Yan was unmoved, so he went straight to grab it. During the struggle, he ruthlessly threw Madam Yan, who was much shorter than him, to the ground. This time, her forehead accidentally rubbed against the chair, and blood immediately seeped out.

"lady!"

The servants beside Mrs. Yan were startled and rushed to support her, but Yan Yun remained unmoved. He took back the wine jug and continued to pour wine into his mouth.

Madam Yan felt the warm blood flowing down, and quickly covered it with a handkerchief. When she opened the handkerchief, she saw that there was not much blood, so she immediately covered it again and sternly instructed everyone:

"No one is allowed to spread what happened today, or I will pluck out your tongue and sell it!"

The country ruled the world with filial piety. If the rumor that Yan Yun beat his mother spread, it would be extremely detrimental to his future prospects and he might even be directly stripped of his official title.

Mrs. Yan often comforted herself in her heart that her son's future was ruined and it was so painful that he treated her like this.

As long as his face is healed, he will become the filial and good son he used to be.

Everyone quickly said that they saw nothing.

Seeing this, Yan Yun just smiled sarcastically.

Even if the news got out, what difference would it make? In his current state, does he have any future at all?

"Yun'er, mother came here this time to tell you a good news. Your face can be saved!" Mrs. Yan quickly got straight to the point, hoping that her son would feel better after hearing this good news.

Yan Yun had been disappointed too many times and didn't believe this so-called good news at all. He sneered when he heard it:

"Where did you find this so-called miracle doctor?"

Mrs. Yan knew that she had exaggerated too many times in the past in order to get Yan Yun to cooperate with the doctors' treatment, making him unwilling to believe in her anymore.

"This time is really different from the past..."

She told the truth about the abbot of Cihang Temple's various magical methods, but Yan Yun still looked indifferent.

He had read a lot of books and had seen many travelogues recording the deceptive tricks of those charlatans.

The so-called supernatural powers are nothing but tricks to deceive people.

As for the growth of teeth, I'm afraid it was just a coincidence.

Not to mention that the old lady of the Qin family is only sixty years old, even the elderly in their seventies can suddenly grow teeth. The head of the Cihang Temple was just taking the blame on himself to confuse the public.

He sneered:

"It's a clumsy trick of a charlatan, and only those foolish men and women believe it! When did the wife of a dignified Tongzhi become so stupid?"

Madam Yan pretended not to hear his ridicule and kept advising: