Shipin Dalizheng

Many people who attended the funeral still remember the scandal that happened in the mourning hall when Madam Rong was buried. Even if the master didn't spread it outside because of his friendship with the Jin family, wouldn't the servants who followed him have to use this matter to make trouble when they were bored?

The fact that Yang had been having an affair with her cousin before she even entered the family had spread, and the story continued to spread among the people in the various mansions. It was a pity that only the affair was known, and the exciting details were missing.

Now, the new rumors are very vivid, making people feel as if they are there, and everyone is blushing and feeling anxious after hearing them.

In half a day, the four women traveled to many places, and used all the evil intentions they had accumulated in their lifetime to ignite the romantic legend in the Minister's Mansion.

Doctor Zhang rudely dragged Rong Tang into his small room and laid out the full set of silver needles again.

Rong Tang was in great pain, but he gritted his teeth and smiled, "Doctor Zhang, we can talk it over. There's really no need for acupuncture. His Majesty asked you to treat my injuries, and even if he kills you, you can't escape."

"Don't worry, I guarantee it won't kill you."

In order to prevent Rong Tang from moving around, a needle was inserted into his body, and Rong Tang could not move at all except his eyeballs and mouth.

He trembled and said, "Doctor Zhang, tell me the truth, who sent you to torture me?"

Doctor Zhang laughed. "Boy, what are you thinking about? Don't be afraid. I'll tell you, just because you're the grandson of the Earl of Jian'an, I won't kill you. Besides, you have a connection with Master Huici!"

He glanced at the rosary in Rong Tang's hand, casually inserted a needle, and then followed the veins, inserting the needle one by one.

When Rong Tang heard him talk about Master Huici, he thought of his great-grandfather who broke through the dimensional wall to save him, and tears unconsciously filled his eyes.

"You are such a loser, you're crying? I really won't kill you. Forget it, I'll tell you the truth, your yin and yang meridians are blocked. Let's not talk about the yin meridian, do you know what it means if the yang meridian is blocked?"

Rong Tang didn't cry, but suddenly felt sad. Hearing this, he asked, "What does it mean?"

"It means you're not very good at that. Or not at all."

Rong Tang was about to ask what it was about when he suddenly understood and blushed, "How can you say that? Why can't I do that? I'm still young. I'm not even fifteen."

Doctor Zhang snorted, "Not young anymore. I owe a favor to the Earl of Jian'an and don't want his bloodline to be cut off. Don't share my thoughts, I need to concentrate on acupuncture."

Rong Tang was in so much pain that he tried his best to stop Doctor Zhang from continuing the treatment.

"Doctor Zhang, even if it's about treatment, what's the point of giving me acupuncture? Isn't that just taking tonic medicine?"

"Just be quiet. Drinking tonic medicine will replenish your energy, and I'll give you acupuncture to fundamentally enhance your strength."

He glanced at Rong Tang's lower body and frowned, "Xiao Er, you're a little small, not even showing anything. Don't worry, I'll treat you for a while, and I guarantee that the little sparrow will turn into a big eagle."

Rong Tang felt an inexplicable fear, squeezing his legs together tightly, terrified that Doctor Zhang would pull down his pants to check his "little penis." He'd been groped by Princess Hejing before (see Samsara Break for details), but Hejing was a girl, so he could still tolerate it. If it was Doctor Zhang... he'd be killed.

Fortunately, Doctor Zhang did not have that kind of habit, and there was no need to check the medical results at the moment. He just gave acupuncture and wanted to complete this great achievement.

"Doctor Zhang, tell me, what's the basis for your acupuncture to make 'him' grow? What pathology and medical theory are involved?"

He had no choice but to drag out the time, trying to find a breakthrough from these two aspects and persuade Doctor Zhang to give up this unrealistic vision.

After all, no matter how good your medical skills are, it is impossible to create something out of nothing.

"Here's what I think. Little Second is small because your vital energy has been dispersed, and you've been wronged. So, I'll use acupuncture to seal off the other meridians, leaving only the Yang meridian. All the vital energy will flow to that one spot, and then it will be able to grow freely, right? Boy, don't say I'm treating you badly. This is a treatment method I've painstakingly researched for years to come up with. Don't you think that's the truth?"

It seems to make sense!

Rong Tang couldn't move his body, but he couldn't help shaking all over, he was so scared.

This old madman is using himself as a guinea pig and an experiment for his self-righteous logic.

"Do you feel a warm current rushing somewhere in your lower abdomen? Can you feel your blood vessels throbbing with great force? That's a sign that your little one is breaking free from its original constraints and about to flourish."

Greetings to your eighteen generations of ancestors!

Rong Tang gritted his teeth and didn't curse out loud. What the hell was this heat flow? What was he supposed to grow? If he could grow anything, he wouldn't be human, he'd be a monster.

Doctor Zhang felt good for a while and removed all the silver needles.

"Okay, you can still move, just move slowly, just like before. This needle needs to be inserted once a day, otherwise the sealed acupoint will loosen and all your efforts will be wasted."

Rong Tang gritted his teeth and said two words, "Thank you."

Your ancestors!

Then, tragedy struck. Rong Tang found that he could not move the left side of his body and suffered from hemiplegia.

He howled at the top of his lungs, "I can't move, I'm paralyzed, someone come, help me, Aunt Cailan, Chuncao, mother, great-grandfather..."

Doctor Zhang was shocked. "Impossible! It doesn't make sense! Did it fail again?"

After seeing that there was no one around, he picked up the medicine box and ran away.

Unfortunately, there were not many servants in such a large villa. After a few were sent out, the remaining few were in other courtyards, and no one could hear his howling.

Chang Chun, who had been ordered to go out and gather information, ran back to report, "Mr. Tang, this is bad. There are rumors out there that you are not Minister Jin's biological son, but your wife's extramarital affair. Now many people are beginning to sympathize with Minister Jin. Eh? Mr. Tang, what's wrong with you?"

Rong Tang's mouth was drooling, half of his body was unable to move, and his face was filled with despair. Hearing this, he had to tell Chang Chun, "Spread the word outside that none of Jin Shizhao's children are his biological children. They are all illegitimate children of concubines. If you don't believe it, you can use blood tests to prove your relationship."

"Yes, Master Tang. But is this really okay for you?"

"Ha, call Aunt Cailan, no, ask Rong Qi to come over."

Chang Chun went to find Rong Qi, who was splitting a tree fork to make a simple crutch. When he came to Rong Tang, he was startled and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Look at me like this, do I look okay? Rong Qi, you also practice martial arts, do you know how to press acupoints to release the acupuncture points?"

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"From what Doctor Zhang said, he has sealed my pulse. See if you can unblock it."

Rong Qi came up to inspect him, pinched his wrist to feel his pulse, and after a while he said, "I can press acupuncture points to release the acupuncture points, but my internal strength is not as good as Rong San's. How about I ask him to come back and try?"

Rong Tang sighed, "Why not find another doctor to take a look?"

"Yes." Rong Qi answered, then hesitated, "Master, I don't know many doctors I can trust. The only one I think is reliable is from my former master. If you don't mind..."

Rong Tang wiped his saliva with one hand, expressionless, "Seventh Brother, is this imperial physician your former master's man?"

"No." Rong Qi was quite anxious, afraid that his master would misunderstand his loyalty.