A master of metaphysics is farming.

As dusk fell, another carriage began its journey into Xiangjia Village.

The village chief had just finished eating and was fanning himself outside to cool off when the carriage approached. He squinted to see who was driving it, and his furrowed brows deepened.

He thought to himself that something must have happened, and sure enough, the carriage stopped in front of his house, and a familiar, thin figure jumped down and walked straight toward him.

His brows furrowed even more, and he stopped fanning himself. "He'er, why are you back so late?"

“Of course,” Xiang He said with a smile. “Grandpa, if you have some free time, could you please visit my grandfather’s house? There are some things I would like you to help me with.”

Upon hearing the address, the village chief's brows furrowed deeply, revealing deep lines. "You... sigh... you go first."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Xiang He didn't get into the carriage, but walked in front of it, leading the carriages behind her toward Lao Si's house. Those who had nothing better to do stood outside the door to watch the fun, and when they saw her heading toward Lao Si's house, they all followed.

She hadn't gone far when a familiar figure came running towards her, panting and leaning on her knees, "He'er! Uncle and Aunt's health!"

His eyes sharpened, and he raised his hand to He, "Speak slowly."

Xiang Huiying gasped for breath, "Uncle and Aunt suddenly felt cold and weak, and so did Xiaoyang and Yun'er! They were perfectly fine this morning!"

“I understand,” Xiang He quickly walked a few steps to her side, “Go and call them all over to gather at the entrance of Xiang Lao Si’s house.”

Xiang Huiying was slightly taken aback; why had the way she addressed him changed...?

But she dared not delay and hurriedly ran to Xiang He's house.

A large group of people headed towards the fourth brother's house. The third grandmother followed with faltering steps. Although she was curious, after hearing what her granddaughter said, it seemed that something had happened again, so she was not very worried.

Once everyone had stopped in front of Xiang Lao Si's door, He Sui An got out of the carriage. Xing Ji found a long bench somewhere and gave it to his young master to sit on, while he pulled someone out of the carriage and threw him next to Xiang He.

He shooed the carriage aside and returned to stand beside He Suian.

Xiang He grabbed the Taoist priest's hair and shouted into the house, "Grandma, someone is looking for you, please open the door!"

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that the man was dressed in a gray Taoist robe, clearly the attire of a Taoist priest.

"Oh, Taoist priest?"

"It looks like it to me, what's going on this time?"

"He'er doesn't cause trouble easily. It must be that someone else did something. Oh dear! Look at He'er's collar!"

"My God! It looks like blood!"

The murmurs grew louder, but Xiang He paid no attention to anything else, her calm eyes fixed on the door. "If you won't open it, I will?"

Before any response could be heard from inside, Xiang He, just like last time, mustered all her strength in her right hand, grabbed the Taoist priest by the collar, and slammed him against the door.

"Ouch!!! My back!"

The heavy, muffled banging on the door made the onlookers gasp.

After the Taoist priest landed heavily and collapsed by the door, the door finally opened from the inside. Li Shi, her eyes blazing with anger, grabbed a shovel and yelled, "What are you doing, you wretched girl!"

Seeing that she was full of energy, Xiang He smiled and said, "Grandma, why don't you take a look at who this person is?"

Li was furious, but she still glanced down at him. This glance made her look shocked, but she quickly concealed it and slammed the shovel on the ground. "Don't you know me! I haven't even come to your door, and you've come to me!"

"Really?" Xiang He adjusted his collar and shouted, "Is your brother home? Is the young master from the city here? Aren't you going to come out and see him?"

He Sui'an had been a mere spectator, but unexpectedly she pulled him out of the picture, and he lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly.

Xiang Fusheng respected He Sui'an, or rather, did not want to offend He Sui'an. Not long after, he heard the sound of the door opening. The door was wide open, and he could see Xiang Daqiang helping him out.

Xiang He waved happily, "Big brother, come out quickly, let me tell you something."

Unlike Xiang He's smiling face, Xiang Fusheng's eyes were filled with gloom and he was very angry.

Li hurriedly turned to look at him, "Fusheng, you're not fully recovered yet, you should go back and rest quickly."

Xiang Fusheng walked past her expressionlessly, and with weak steps approached He Suian. "This student greets you, sir. May I ask what brings you here again?"

He Suian waved his hand, "It's not that I'm in trouble, but your sister's family has encountered a major problem. Why don't you ask your grandmother?"

Xiang Fusheng was taken aback. He knew that this young gentleman usually disliked getting involved in other people's business, but he never expected him to stand up for He Yatou today...

Since the young master had spoken, he naturally had to ask for clarification.

Thinking of his grandmother's temper, Xiang Fusheng felt a surge of anger and turned to look at Li Shi, "Grandma, what have you done now?"

"Fusheng, how could you doubt your grandmother!" Madam Li glared fiercely at Xiang He. "What are you trying to do now! Don't try to sow discord between me and Fusheng!"

She kept making excuses, and Xiang He got anxious. Instead, she looked at the Taoist priest who wanted to escape and said, "Tell me, what exactly did she make you do? If you don't explain clearly, I'll cut off all your hair."

The Taoist priest shuddered, his crawling limbs immediately stopping. He turned around sheepishly and simply sat down. "This Madam Xiang... your grandmother, gave me five taels of silver to cast a spell on your family."

"what?!"

A murmur rippled through the crowd. Xiang Hechao reached out his hand to He Suian, who took out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Xiang He unfolded the yellow paper to reveal red characters, and turned around in front of everyone. "These are the birth dates and times of our whole family. Grandma personally gave them to this Taoist priest. When I arrived, the Taoist priest was still performing a ritual!"

The names and birth dates of several people were neatly written on the paper. Although some of them were illiterate, Xiang Fusheng's expression confirmed this when Xiang He unfolded the paper in front of him.

Anger flared in his eyes. "Grandma, tell me, did you do it?"

Madam Li gritted her teeth inwardly, "How could I have done it! Could it be that she deliberately hired a Taoist priest to write down my birth date and time to frame me! Fusheng, you must believe your grandmother!"

She patted her chest, her expression deeply hurt. "Fusheng, although Grandma doesn't like Dayong's family, they are my blood relatives who miss home. How could I hurt them!"

Xiang Fusheng remained cold-faced. Xiang He shoved the yellow paper directly into Xiang Fusheng's hand. "Brother, if I wanted to frame her, why would I use such an easily exposed and clumsy method?"

Xiang He smiled contemptuously and walked straight up to the Taoist priest. "You'd better explain yourself clearly, word by word, or I can report you to the authorities for breaking the rules, accepting bribes without authorization, and murdering people. You don't want to go to the government, do you?"

"you!"

The Taoist priest gritted his teeth and glanced at He Suian, a young scholar with a rather renowned reputation in the city. If he were to go to the government office, the officials would surely arrest him...

Moreover, he had indeed committed crimes before, and if he were to go to the authorities...

The Taoist priest spat on the ground in frustration, "You win!"

He stood up with a groan, leaning against the wall for support. "It was this lady who gave me five taels of silver to perform the art of opening the door to misfortune and closing the door to wealth, causing the family on the yellow paper to become despondent, unable to recover from any medicine, and with money only going out and not coming in."

As he spoke, he reluctantly took out the silver and held it in his palm, saying, "All my efforts have been wasted!"

That's a whopping five taels of silver! Everyone's eyes are sharp, and they've all made it crystal clear. The facts are right in front of us, and no one would believe it otherwise.

Xiang Fusheng's eyes blazed with fury. "Grandma!"