Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

At the banquet

Jin Wanliang impatiently dealt with the greetings from everyone, but his eyes kept looking towards the garden exit.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Bai Ziyu's instructions to him just now made him uneasy. He felt that Bai Ziyu seemed to know something and was expecting something.

Wen Lang, however, was sitting there all by himself, almost ignored by everyone.

After all, even if he was brought by Gong Xicheng, he said he was Master Changning's man, which is equivalent to being Changning's man.

However, those present were all sons of prominent families and high-ranking officials, and they all cared about their reputation.

Wen Lang had just lost face in front of everyone because of Yu Shuyan, and Bai Ziyu had also clearly expressed his dislike for him.

Even if people want to befriend him, they still need to avoid him in front of others.

After all, how could a nobody from Changning compare to the paragons of literature across the land?

Moreover, Bai Chongshan has disciples all over the court. Even if Bai Ziyu's ambition is not in officialdom, who can ignore his influence?

Wen Lang's eyes were filled with resentment and malice, but he lowered his head and used the act of drinking to conceal it.

He glanced toward the garden entrance every now and then, clearly waiting for something.

"Excuse me, is Young Master Bai Ziyu here?"

Suddenly, a group of people rushed in.

Leading the group was Ouyang Feng, who wielded a whisk and exuded an air of otherworldly elegance. At this moment, he arrogantly raised his head, surveying the crowd, clearly looking for someone.

Wen Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, a sinister and gleeful smile flashing in them:

Finally here!

Everyone was taken aback, clearly not expecting anyone to dare barge into the Prime Minister's residence and shout so loudly.

One of the young masters couldn't help but look at the servant from the Situ residence who had followed him in, and loudly reprimanded him:

“Miss Situ invited us to a banquet today. How could she allow a Taoist priest to barge in and make such a fuss?”

The servant looked troubled and fearful, and hurriedly said with his head down:

"Gentlemen, I cannot and dare not stop this man!"

Another young master scoffed:

"Oh, well then, we'd like to know who this Taoist priest really is."

At this moment, someone recognized Ouyang Feng:

"Isn't this the legendary Doctor Ouyang? Didn't they say he was a fraud? How dare he act so brazenly?"

"If he comes out here, isn't he afraid of being beaten to a pulp by the victims he deceived?"

"Oh, right, isn't he quite close to Young Master Wen? Young Master Wen, an old friend has arrived, why aren't you saying anything!"

His voice was full of mockery and sarcasm.

Everyone looked at Wen Lang and Ouyang Feng with amusement, as if they were watching a good show.

Wen Lang looked at the person who had spoken, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. But he quickly concealed it.

Sooner or later, he will trample these opportunists and snobbish people under his feet and crush them into dust.

He stood up, walked up to Ouyang Feng, and nodded gently:

"Master Ouyang, what brings you here?"

Ouyang Feng's gaze swept coldly over the man who had just called him a liar, then he looked at Wen Lang and smiled:

"Young Master Wen, may I ask if you have ever seen Young Master Bai Ziyu?"

Wen Lang suppressed his eager excitement, but feigned ignorance and said:

"Young Master Bai? May I ask what business Doctor Ouyang has with you?"

Ouyang Feng sighed softly:

"I need to see Bai Ziyu as soon as possible, because I am worried that Young Master Bai is in danger."

His words instantly left the onlookers looking at each other in bewilderment.

Danger?

What dangers might Bai Ziyu face?

This is the Prime Minister's residence; how could anyone dare to act recklessly here? Besides, Bai Ziyu left with Situ Yue; who would dare put him in danger?

Seeing that everyone's attention had been drawn, Ouyang Feng waved his whisk and sighed:

"Alas, there are many charlatans in the world, and I originally did not want to stoop to their level. However, as a healer, I am truly unwilling to let people be deceived by such charlatans with insidious methods and lose their lives. After all, the path of medicine cannot tolerate even the slightest bit of shady dealings."

Wen Lang sighed softly:

"I know your medical skills and character very well. You were framed and suffered so much injustice before, but it did not shake your compassionate heart as a doctor. I truly admire you."

Ouyang Feng shook his head slightly:

"I don't care about reputation. All I care about are the patients. If I hadn't discovered that she dared to be so audacious and ruthless, I wouldn't have had to take action to save them."

Everyone was shrewd enough to understand the meaning behind their words.

For a moment, everyone began to hesitate.

If there were no concrete evidence, he wouldn't dare to appear in public like this, so calmly and confidently.

Could it be that he was really framed by that Lady Yuan?

So what exactly did this Lady Yuan do?

Noticing the hesitation of the crowd, Ouyang Feng and Wen Lang exchanged a smug look.

Wen Lang feigned surprise:

"Master Ouyang, what exactly did Lady Yuan do to make you so nervous?"

Ouyang Feng sighed:

"That woman is incredibly audacious; she actually dared to use Gu magic."

"Gu magic?"

"Gu magic?"

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In an instant, it wasn't just Wen Lang who feigned surprise.

At the same time, surprised voices came from all around.

After all, Gu magic is strictly prohibited in the Great Yong Dynasty.

Anyone who dares to get involved in Gu magic will only face the fate of having their family and clan wiped out, and being torn to pieces.

In fact, no one dared to, and could, say a word for Lady Yuan.

After all, when it comes to Gu poison, if you're not careful, being mistaken for an accomplice could be a fatal disaster.

However, precisely because the art of Gu is of great importance, it cannot be trusted without solid evidence.

Wen Lang noticed what everyone was thinking and continued:

"Master, the matter of Gu poison is of great importance. Do you have any evidence?"

Everyone stared intently at Ouyang Feng, clearly waiting for his answer.

Ouyang Feng sighed deeply, feigning an air of profound compassion and wisdom:

"Sigh, I really wish I didn't have any evidence. Unfortunately, it seems to be true."

As he spoke, he looked at the person behind him whose face was extremely pale:

“Lord Cui, even though I forced out the Gu worm from your mother’s body in front of you and saved her from her sudden and near death, you still don’t believe that the Gu worm is related to Lady Yuan.”

With a hint of hesitation in his eyes, Cui Rongxing cupped his hands slightly and said:

"Master Ouyang, if it weren't for Lady Yuan, my mother would have passed away long ago. So, even if you say that she used Gu worms to prolong my mother's life, without evidence that she released the Gu worms, I cannot arbitrarily arrest her. Please understand, Master!"

Ouyang Feng nodded:

“Lord Cui is a cautious and responsible person who also knows how to repay kindness. I admire him and how could I not be understanding?”

"This matter concerns Gu poison, which involves a great deal of danger, so we should be very careful."

"Now, all we need to do is find Young Master Bai, whom she saved. If he also has Gu worms in his body, then it will prove that Lady Yuan is indeed a Gu master. She used Gu worms to temporarily prolong the lives of patients, thus deceiving the world and stealing her reputation. The rest is up to Lord Cui."

Cui Rongxing's eyes flickered, and he nodded:

"Rest assured, Daoist Master. If it is proven that Lady Yuan is indeed a Gu Master, I will handle the matter impartially."

Ouyang Feng nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Where is Young Master Bai? Is there someone who can take this old man there?"

"This servant will lead the way for you!"

A maidservant bowed respectfully, then turned and led the group to the backyard.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the same maid who had been adding powder to the incense burner in the study.

The corners of her slightly lowered mouth curved into a faint, almost imperceptible arc.