Princess Menglang is hard to change, the whole capital is embarrassed for her

After lunch, Shen Zhaojiang walked out with bruises all over his face.

Officials from the Buddhist Registrar's Office were already waiting for him outside. After they went together to examine the deceased master's body, the master could be cremated.

All the way, he was thinking about what his mother had told him.

My mother said that on the night when the master performed the ritual, all the masters in the mansion saw Fang's ghost.

Neither his appearance nor his voice had changed much.

They were so frightened that they could not think, so the master agreed to the conditions proposed by the ghost on their behalf.

He didn't believe it. It was too ridiculous. How could it be possible?

The master must have been bribed.

But my mother said, "Master, a layman, what could possibly tempt him and bribe him? And what kind of temptation would make him risk his life?"

Yes, he has been thinking about this question these past two days. What kind of temptation can bribe the master?

My mother said that when the master left, he had a premonition that he would die, but no one expected that he would die so soon.

A person's life is about to be lost. Even if he accepts those temptations, he will not have the chance to enjoy them. So why be bribed?

It's simply impossible.

Unless there is another possibility.

He sat up straight, lifted the carriage curtain and looked out.

That means the master is not dead at all.

So he had to verify it himself. If it was really a fake death, he would have to find out who was behind it.

He reached into his sleeve pocket and touched a small dagger, his eyes sinister as he thought about where to start.

If the master faked his death, it would prove that the so-called master was nothing but a charlatan, and he would not be afraid to stab such a person to test it out.

The temple where the master's body was placed was not far from Beijing. As soon as they entered the temple, they smelled a strong stench.

The smell was so pungent that I almost vomited the lunch I had just eaten.

Covering their mouths and noses with thick cloths, everyone came to the morgue.

The smell came from there. The door and windows were never closed because if they were closed, the person standing outside would be knocked unconscious once opened unless they never went in again.

The weather is getting warmer. The smell of the first day of the master's death was already there, and today it is directly **. The thick limbs and deformed body are recognizable except for the face, and other parts are no longer visible.

All the thoughts that Shen Zhaojiang had accumulated along the way disappeared the moment he saw the master's body.

It was obvious that the master was already dead, and the dagger that was prepared to hit him twice was of no use at all.

This time, he really started to have doubts in his heart.

It’s still the same logic. If you have lost your life, no temptation will be of any use.

On the other hand, the master should not have been tempted or bribed, and he really went to their house to perform a ritual and summon the spirit of Fang family...

Oh my god, that sounds ridiculous.

But what else could explain it?

After stamping the document for confirmation, the temple disciples began to prepare for the cremation, while the officials did not leave, waiting to watch the flames burn.

Shen Zhaojiang's thoughts were no longer here, but flew to what his mother said.

"Mrs. Fang requested that her spirit tablet be brought back and placed in the Shen family ancestral hall. They also requested that her coffin be brought to the Shen family's ancestral tomb and buried again with honor."

It seems that this is the only thing to do at the moment.

He felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart, as if by giving Fang a posthumous status, his long-standing guilt would be remedied and he could feel at peace in the future.

The Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei.

Fang Yao received the antidote from the secret guard and took it to the Duke of Wei's mansion that same day.

When the doorman of Duke Wei's mansion saw him, his eyes widened with fear.

The master didn't tell them about going to apologize. Now everyone in the capital knows that the Duke was beaten by the general, and the general has even threatened to come and beat their young master.

Are you free today, so you come to fulfill your promise?

The doorman turned and ran away, pissing and shitting.

Fang Yao didn't even wait for them to tell him to jump off his horse, threw the reins to the guard, and walked in with a swagger.

After walking a few steps, he met the butler who came out to greet him.

The butler hurriedly bowed and muttered that he was late in welcoming the guests and asked the general to forgive him, while he hurriedly welcomed the guests to the main hall.

He knew that the Duke's wife had gone to apologize, and he also heard about the General's wife and Miss Shen accepting gifts, so the general probably didn't come here intentionally to fight.

"Where is your Duke?" Fang Yao asked the housekeeper as soon as he sat down.

The butler bowed hurriedly and replied, "Excuse me, General. The Duke... just finished applying medicine and hasn't dressed yet, so I've asked this old servant to come out to greet you. He'll be here soon, right away."

The Duke was beaten badly. Even after applying medicine on his wounds, it hurt when he put on his clothes, so he was untidy at home.

The general came without even bringing a note. The Duke was in a hurry and was being hurriedly helped by his wife to get dressed.

Fang Yao glanced at the butler, took a sip of tea, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

That relaxed look made the butler feel uneasy.

After a while, Yuan Mengxing came limping over with the support of his wife.

Fang Yao opened her eyes and glanced at him as he climbed the stairs with difficulty.

Otherwise, why did he say that he doesn't like literati? Look at his physique, he is as weak as a chicken. Didn't he just get punched and kicked a few times that day? Why is he still like this now?

Turning his eyes to Yuan Mengxing's face, Fang Yao's mouth twitched.

As for, it is indeed as for.

The face looked even more swollen than that day, and even its color had turned black and purple.

When soldiers are injured and the blood clots do not go away for a long time, this color will appear.

He grinned.

It looks like this guy was beaten pretty hard that day.

Yuan Mengxing, supported by his wife and the housekeeper, finally sat down in the main seat. He glanced at Fang Yao with mixed feelings, his mouth slightly opened, and his cheeks hurt as he pulled. "What are you doing here?"

Fang Yao raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when Madam Yuan turned around and bowed to him, "General, how are you? I am honored to be here."

Fang Yao bowed and returned the greeting.

"I wonder what brings you here, General?" asked Mrs. Yuan.

Fang Yao didn't waste any words. He took out a purse from his pocket and handed it to the housekeeper. He said to Yuan Mengxing, "This is a magical medicine from the Western Regions. It should be able to cure your kid's illness. I've written down the instructions for taking it. You can read it yourself."

It turned out that he was here to deliver medicine.

Yuan Mengxing and his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

I just came to apologize, and you agreed to give me medicine so quickly, and you even came to deliver it in person?

I dare not even think about it.

The couple then became excited again.

Is there finally a cure? Is my son finally saved?

"Thank you, General. Thank you, General. I will give it to my rebellious son right away. I will give it right away." Madam Yuan hurriedly took the purse from the housekeeper and was so happy that she was incoherent.

Yuan Mengxing also wanted to say something. His initial resentment towards Fang Yao had magically vanished upon hearing that he had come to deliver medicine. As long as he could save his son, what was the harm in a beating? Besides, it was his son who had done the wrong thing in the first place.

"You can't take this medicine yet," Fang Yao stopped Madam Yuan and said, "You can only use it after dinner every day for three days. There are instructions for taking it inside, so read it carefully and don't make any mistakes."

Madam Yuan nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, I'll take note of that. Thank you, General."