Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Perhaps Wang Leisheng wanted to make progress too much. For the first time, Cui Bianxu discovered that there were such noisy people in the Dali Temple.

"Shaoqing, what is written above is wrong!" He said it firmly and with a serious face.

Cui Bianxu's heart skipped a beat, and he became inexplicably nervous: "What's wrong?"

What did he miss?

"Shaoqing, you are still young, and I'm afraid you don't know the twists and turns of the inner house. In my hometown, there are countless female relatives in the inner house. My father is several years older than Li Zhubu, and he has countless concubines. This year, he even sent a letter to me saying that he brought in two more concubines."

Wang Leisheng mentioned his old father, who was old but still young, and who brought his concubine home every year without any embarrassment.

Cui Bianxu looked at this handsome boy from another family and sighed for Old Man Wang: "So what?"

Who wouldn't be like this in a wealthy family? Those old folks in the Cui family were so busy taking tonics, and the women around them were all new every year, all young ladies under twenty years old.

"Young Master, you may not know this, but from my observation, if given a choice, those young ladies would rather choose someone a little younger like me than someone in their fifties."

Wang Leisheng puffed out his chest confidently. Although he was already forty, he was still quite popular in the Lei family. "They all look for someone older, someone in their fifties. Who knows if she'll die one day? How can we possibly treat her with respect?!"

Are you kidding? If the master dies, the concubine’s future will be ruined!

Cui Bianxu looked at this fool and lost his temper. He reminded him again: "Zhao was married to you through a formal matchmaker. She is different from a concubine. Even if Li Xingquan..."

He paused, feeling it would be inappropriate to directly tell her that she was old and dying, so he said vaguely, "As long as Zhao doesn't remarry, the Li family will have to support her in the future."

Wang Leisheng paused, and said, that's right, the mistress of the house and the concubines must not be treated the same. It was not planned that the old man Li Xingquan would die, and Zhao would live a more comfortable life.

"Young Master, you are wise!" Wang Leisheng was not ashamed at all. He once again expressed his admiration for his boss with a sincere expression and a flattery.

Cui Bianxu slapped himself in the face, covering his face completely, and motioned him to continue watching.

It was hard for him not to wonder if Liu Dewei was deliberately making things difficult for him by sending such a person to him.

Just as I was pondering the above intention, Wang Leisheng spoke out bravely again!

"Polygonatum?! Why are there still people eating Polygonatum? Shaoqing, could it be that Zhao Shi died from eating Polygonatum?"

"Why? What's the problem with Polygonatum?" Too many people who practice Taoism eat Polygonatum.

Wang Leisheng spoke, glancing outside with a dog-like gaze. Then, lowering his voice and leaning closer, he unleashed his brilliant deduction: "Li Zhubu wasn't home, and Zhao died from eating Polygonatum. Li Zhubu's son, fearing his father's reprimand, buried Zhao secretly and falsely claimed she was missing!"

The more he spoke, the more he felt that his inference made sense. Throughout history, how good could the relationship between stepmother and stepson be?

"Think about it, Shaoqing. Although Li Zhubu is older, Zhao is young and in her prime childbearing years. If they are in love, then it won't be difficult for Zhao to get pregnant. As the old saying goes, parents love their youngest child. Zhao is favored, so how could Li Zhubu not show some favoritism to the child she gives birth to?"

Wang Leisheng got so excited that he slammed the table and said, "Shaoqing, this must be the case! Li Zhong was afraid that Zhao would give birth to siblings who would compete with him for the family fortune, so he took the initiative and murdered Zhao while her father was away!"

This conversation made Cui Bianxu's head buzz. He raised his hand to signal Wang Leisheng to stop his brilliant analysis. Frowning, he sorted out his thoughts and raised a question: "Huangjing is a medicinal herb. The book written by Miaoying Zhenren records in detail the preparation method and medicinal effects of Huangjing. It is said to replenish the qi and soothe the five internal organs. How can it be fatal to eat it?"

(Miao Ying Zhenren - Sun Simiao. In addition, the Tang Dynasty's "Food Therapy Materia Medica" records: Taking Polygonatum jing can keep you from getting hungry even when you are old. When taking raw Polygonatum, if you take it for the first time, you can only take one and a half inches, and then gradually increase the amount. After ten days without food, you can take it as long as three feet and five inches. After taking it for three hundred days, you will see ghosts and gods, and you will ascend to heaven.)

Because of this, nowadays, those who practice Taoism like to eat Polygonatum sibiricum raw, thinking that if they eat it for three hundred days, they can achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven. Of course, if they do not ascend to heaven after three hundred days, they should reflect on themselves.

Unexpectedly, Wang Leisheng became more and more sneaky, with a vulgar temperament all over his body. He got up quietly and closed the door, then moved closer to Cui Bianxu and whispered a story.

"Shaoqing, you are young and probably don't know what happened in the past." He shook his head, looking like I know, I know everything.

Cui Bianxu snorted and laughed, "Oh? In that case, I hope Wang Sizhi will be willing to give me some advice."

"Oh, sure!"

Seeing that he cooperated, Wang Leisheng straightened his back and waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.

"Have you ever heard of the incident involving Pei Xuanyan, the official in charge of the Imperial Court, in the sixth year of Wude?"

Cui Bianxu shook his head honestly. In the sixth year of Wude, he was still a child and was still in his hometown of Qinghe!

"Shaoqing is still young, so it's normal that he hasn't heard of it." Wang Leisheng looked relieved, and even wanted to pat Cui Bianxu on the shoulder again. However, because they were both sitting, Cui Bianxu was sitting at the top, and he was tall, so in the end he could only pat Cui Shaoqing's knee with regret.

Cui Bianxu calmly pulled his knees back and asked cautiously, "And then?"

The Tang Dynasty was an open-minded society, and even many men engaged in messy things in private. Cui Bianxu was a very straight man, straighter than the stone pillars outside the Dali Temple, so he declined the offer.

Fortunately, Wang Leisheng is just a little bit off-kilter. For the time being, he seems to have no bad habits. Let him observe him for a while. If he is... he will kick him to death.

"Pei Xuanyan was transferred from the Prince of Qi's residence to serve in the residence of His Majesty, who was then the Prince of Qin. Pei Xuanyan and his wife had a habit of eating rice with Polygonatum odoratum. One night, they were both poisoned. The doctor diagnosed them with Gelsemium elegans poison. Ultimately, treatment was ineffective and could even result in death."

Cui Bianxu raised his eyebrows and said, "There are so many people who take Huangjing, how come only these two died of poisoning?"

People seek immortality by asking for the way to immortality, not quick death. If Polygonatum odoratum is really poisonous, why would people flock to it?

"That Huang Jing was a gift from the King of Qi."

Wang Leisheng said this while shaking his head, then raised his eyebrows, with three words clearly written on his face: You know.

As for one thing he didn't say: the doctor who treated Pei Xuanyan and the medicine for his treatment were all sent by His Majesty. After Pei Xuanyan took the medicine, his condition worsened and he died.