After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

Yuan Ge choked.

But the way the other person looks at him with a smile on his face seems to imply "Although I can't do anything to you, you can't do anything to me either". He is shameless and unscrupulous.

There is no point in saying more.

Regarding this incident, Zhan Hongchang did not give a definite result until the end. He said that he actually didn't know where the bowl came from. The bowl was sent with a letter. The letter asked him to tell the Third Master that Zhan Hongchang accidentally ran into an abandoned village that had been deserted for a long time. In a house, he saw a letter left for future generations, saying that the village had suffered the most serious plague in history. In order to prevent the plague from spreading, they decided to trap themselves here and die.

Zhan Yanfeng actually had the intention to destroy the world a long time ago, and these thoughts finally swelled to the peak after the death of Yuan Ge and Yuan Qi. His hatred for the Yuan family also reached an unprecedented level, and there was almost no need for any incitement. He gritted his teeth and agreed, and only ordered Zhan Hongchang to be cautious and not just send the drugs to Yuan Junfeng's yard, but to send them to more places, so that if the outbreak was sudden and swift, they would be able to escape unscathed.

Zhan Hongchang agreed, but he was afraid. There was only one bowl. He couldn't just break it and throw the pieces around in the courtyards for people to pick up, right? He couldn't explain why there was only one relic in a village that had been wiped out by the plague. So he had to threaten the nanny to send Yuan Junfeng a bowl of Tremella soup, which he rarely ate on weekdays. Yuan Junfeng was a typical warrior. He was straightforward, didn't like to think about anything, and didn't guard against the people around him... The Yuan family probably gave all their thoughts to Yuan Ge.

After delivering the Tremella Soup, he took back the broken bowl. Zhuang Lichuan's wives and concubines were strange people. They had never been jealous of each other in these years. They lived happily together on the mountain. They were not sisters but they were sisters. It was their unshakable routine to go to Ma's place for dinner every day. The house was crowded with people talking and laughing. So Zhan Hongchang took this opportunity to secretly send the broken bowl to the concubine's room. As for who it was, he really didn't know. He just picked a nearby one and put the bowl in a very conspicuous place in the room. Even if those fastidious servants saw the broken bowl and threw it away, it was handled after all. The letter also said that the things on it were very powerful and would be contagious if handled.

Zhan Hongchang didn't know whether it was true or not, but he still wrapped it with thick old clothes very carefully every time. He couldn't tell whether it was a real plague or just ordinary poison.

Yuan Ge felt like he had reached a dead end.

Asking, no answer, investigating, no direction, no clue at all. The truth is like behind an invisible, intangible wall, seemingly within reach, yet so far away.

The culprit Zhan Yanfeng was finally found to be just a sharp blade in the hands of those people. It was vaguely visible who held the blade - that was the source of her bloodline with this body, her grandfather, who was suspected of killing his own daughter. It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel depressed. Although she had never seen him, he was also her blood relative. She had a shallow relationship with her relatives in this life, so she always had some helpless expectations for her relatives. But the more she expected, the more she was hurt.

Those things that you thought you didn't care about, have now turned into sharp thorns, piercing your body, deeper or shallower. The pain comes slowly but lasts forever.

She didn't know what strange disease this grandfather of her blood had. She had been looking for famous doctors for years but to no avail. They never took the initiative to ask for help from Zhixuanshan, but they had to use these dirty means to steal, rob and kill people... If they only wanted to harm her, it would be fine, but they harmed her parents and then her grandfather and the entire Zhixuanshan. She didn't understand, and she was even puzzled. If the Murong family had spoken to them in a nice way, Zhixuanshan would not necessarily be unwilling to save her.

Unless... it is a really evil method.

When the secret room was first built, there were no treasures in it. Most of them were treasures collected by the teacher and grandfather, some pharmacopoeias worth collecting, and some weapons made by famous masters. At that time, the secret room did not have the complex mechanism locks like today, and there was no intention to prevent people from the mountain. If Manager Zhan really wanted to go in, he could go in at any time. It was not until later that she accidentally saw a medical book full of secret spells, but she did not know where it came from and whether it was true or not. That's when the mechanism lock outside the secret room that almost no one knew about was built.

But in fact, the Murong family had already begun to covet Zhixuan Mountain much earlier... so much so that after many unsuccessful attempts, they finally killed their daughter and relatives. She didn't understand what their purpose was.

At night, the maids in Zhuang Lichuan's yard began to have fever, colds and delirium. Xu Chengjin stayed there all night. Yuan Junfeng was the worst. He couldn't take a single sip of medicine. He vomited after taking a sip. In the end, it seemed like he wanted to vomit bile. Feng Qingtan was old, and he suffered from it. His eyes were black and blue. He looked much thinner in a few days.

Yuan Ge felt distressed watching this, and the last bit of desire for another family affection in her heart was finally exhausted. She looked at the old man who was dazed on the bed, clenched her fists, and finally sighed, thinking about going to the yard to get some fresh air...

Song Wenyuan stood in the courtyard with his back to the house. He turned back when he heard the footsteps and asked with concern, "What happened?"

"Not very good." Yuan Ge shook his head. "It doesn't look like a plague, but if it's poisoning... I've never seen or heard of it before. The teacher also said he had never seen it before..."

She sighed silently, and a hand fell on her head. The evening breeze was slightly cool, which made her feel relieved. The depression and sadness seemed to be soothed and finally had a place to rest. She sighed softly, slowly spitting out the sadness in her heart, and said softly, "I don't understand... He is my grandfather. If he really has an incurable disease, he should just tell him directly. Why go to this step... Now that it is like this, if all the lives of hundreds of people in Zhixuan Mountain are destroyed, what good will it do them..."

The last syllable came to an abrupt end and dissipated in the wind.

Yuan Ge shuddered all over, staring at Song Wenyuan with his eyes wide open, his voice trembling as he murmured, "You said... if Zhixuan Mountain is really gone, will it really be of any benefit to them?"

Song Wenyuan understood almost instantly, "What do you mean..."

"Yes." Yuan Ge nodded and clenched his fists at his sides. After a while, as if he had made a decision, he looked at Song Wenyuan and said, "You stay here. Lin Mu is left to you. Yan Huo, follow me to the secret room. I have to check something."

No one would go to great lengths to do something that would not be worth the effort, unless they were a fool. Obviously, Murong was not one of them.