After Wu Zixuan's revival, his head was still awake, so he didn't notice the abnormality in his body. It hurts, it really hurts, as if a steel knife was messing around in the gut.
The prefect who was guarding outside the door broke out in cold sweat again, and begged through the door panel, "Doctor Song, it was Wu Mouduo who was offended before, please do your best and save my son!"
The prefect's wife had already knelt down and kowtowed one by one, "Doctor Song, if you can save my son, the concubine is willing to set up a longevity card for you, and you will be able to provide enough sesame oil and paper money every month. From now on, you will be our family's great benefactor. , if you have something to say, just speak up!"
Doctor Song is only sixteen years old this year, and his face is very tender. If he really saved many people, the prefect and his wife would never have dared to invite him over. Unexpectedly, his son died not long after the magic medicine was fed, and the couple almost offended him to death. Looking at it now, the old saying is still true, there is no false person under the reputation, how can Dr. Song's ability be guessed by mortals? Did someone give away the medicine before? The prefect's wife kowtowed while thinking, and finally planned to clean the house thoroughly. Wu Taishou also seemed to think of something, and his face became extremely ugly.
Shu has already set up a defensive array in the house, unless he breaks the eye of the formation with his own hands, even if seventeen or eight strong men carry logs and slam against the door, don't even think about entering. After making sure that he was safe, he took out the Yin-Yang Pointing Pen and tapped Master Wu's eyebrows in the air, and the other party fell asleep with his eyes closed.
The screams came to an abrupt end, which shocked everyone waiting outside the door, but they didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, so as not to disturb Mr. Song's surgery. The old man and the old lady also came to hear the news and grabbed their son to ask for details.
The Yin-Yang Pointing Pen is really a treasure in the world. It can draw talismans out of thin air without mixing ink, and its power is increased by a hundred times. It can also cut the human body and soul, and restore them one by one. With this pen, Shu is even more powerful, and his strength is greatly increased, even if the King of Yama comes, he will be able to give it a shot. Wu Gongzi's fate should have this calamity. If he changes his life without authorization, he will probably be attacked by heaven, but Shu is an outsider and is not included in this list. In other words, whoever he wants to live, he can live, and whoever he wants to die, whoever he wants to die, has to die, just a thought.
At this moment, he opened Wu Gongzi's belly without any psychological burden, found out the rotten and pus-filled cecum and cut it off, then lightly wiped the tip of the pen and sealed the two blood openings inside and outside. The whole process only took a few breaths. And no blood flowed. He threw the smelly cecum into the brazier, and threw a fire talisman and burned it to ashes. Only then did he unlock the defensive circle and let the people outside come in.
"Mr. Song, what's wrong with my son? Why did he fall asleep again?" The prefect's wife rushed to the coffin in a hurry. Seeing her son's eyes were closed, his face was pale, as if he had already died, and he was so frightened that he lost his mind. The prefect and his parents were also distressed.
Some Shu didn't answer, and with a fingertip on Wu Gongzi's eyebrows, the other party woke up leisurely. Under the great sadness and great joy, everyone almost collapsed, and hurriedly gathered around to ask things, for fear that he still felt uncomfortable. Wu Gongzi shook his head again and again, saying that anywhere is fine, but one thing is that he is too hungry!
"Cuanshan, go to Chuanshan! Oh, Zuoshi is still lying in the coffin, come out quickly, go back to the room and take a bath with grapefruit leaves!" The prefect's wife ordered the servants to help her son out, and then walked to Youshu and bowed. "Thank you Dr. Song for saving my son's life. From now on, you will be a distinguished guest of our Prefect's Mansion. Anyone who can't get along with you will not be able to get along with the Prefect's Mansion. You will definitely not forgive me! Look, it's getting late, why don't you? Move to the side hall for a quick meal?"
People's reunion dinner, why do you go to join in the fun? It's not comfortable to eat and it's very noisy. It's better to find a place to rest for a while. Thinking of this, Shu has a few words of modesty and prepares to leave. The prefect hurriedly stopped him, saying that the old man and the old lady were old and plagued by various diseases, and asked him to help take a look.
Most of the diseases of old age are incurable. Unless you take the elixir of immortality, you cannot escape death. You Shu had to prescribe a few prescriptions for strengthening the body and cultivating vitality, and asked the second old man to follow the prescriptions to maintain health. Wu Taishou held the rice paper like a treasure, and immediately ordered his servants to go to the medical hall to get medicine, and then stuffed a heavy little box into Dr. Song, and asked the driver to take him home. Back in the inner courtyard, his son was still soaking in the tub filled with grapefruit leaves. He repeatedly asked, "Is it really good? Is there any discomfort?"
"Okay, my stomach doesn't hurt at all, I'm just starving!" Young Master Wu lay in the coffin for three days. He was so hungry that his chest was on his back, but he still remembered the events after his death, and whispered, " Dad, I have all arrived at the Yama Hall. The King Yama was sitting in the hall and was about to judge me when suddenly a golden light broke through the dome and shouted like a bell: 'Wu Zixuan, come back to life now!' Locked me up, but the golden light cut off the chain directly and sucked me out of the Yama Palace, and vaguely my son heard the Yama King shouting: 'Don't chase, don't chase, that's the edict of the Lord of the Underworld!' When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the mourning hall."
"Master Ming's decree?" Wu Taishou was shocked and horrified, and pondered, "Could it be that the decree is the talisman drawn by Mr. Song? Hiss..." He sucked in a breath, and felt more and more that Doctor Song was unpredictable. This one is really a true god, and he can actually rob people from King Yama.
Master Wu also thought of something with his father, and he couldn't help showing awe.
Just at this moment, the prefect's wife knocked on the door outside, her tone was a little harsh, "Husband, come out for a while, my concubine has something to tell you."
The prefect was stunned and went out in a hurry. The couple came to the side hall and sat in silence for a long time, before the prefect's wife spoke slowly, "I heard that my son has recovered, as if he had never been ill. Back then, the husband was going to Cangzhou to invite the genius doctor that week. , it was the concubine who stopped her, and then her son died of illness. You said that the concubine had long hair and short knowledge, and was the culprit who killed his son, and almost divorced the concubine, do you remember your husband?"
"Hey, things have changed, what are you talking about?" Wu Taishou felt a little uncomfortable, and he picked up the teacup and pretended to sip it.
The prefect's wife sneered twice, "Hmph, you have sent someone to inquire about it before, right? People who have been healed by Zhou Shen have their stomachs cut open, their intestines cut off, and they lie in bed for several months, unable to get off the ground, and they will stay in the end. The next half-foot-long scar is very scary! Look at our son again, is there a hair missing?"
Wu Taishou saw that she was quite aggressive, and quickly apologized, "Okay, it's you who invited Doctor Song to save our son, is this the head office?"
The prefect's wife glared angrily, "This is not what I want to reason with you! How could Dr. Song's miraculous medical skills put our son to death? Haven't you suspected it? Unfortunately, a suspicious concubine was caught just now. girl, guess what she recruited?"
Wu Taishou was sweating coldly on his forehead. When he was over, let his wife seize the deadly handle! However, it turned out that Mrs. Lin, the wife of Taishou Wu, was the direct daughter of Cheng'en Gong's mansion. He didn't dare to take a concubine, and he didn't dare to have a common room. When he was in his thirties, he got Wu Zixuan's single seedling. Naturally, he felt very uneasy, so he raised an outer room outside. A few months ago, the outer chamber was pregnant, and she desperately wanted to enter the gate of the prefect's mansion and give her son a distinguished identity.
If Wu Zixuan died, the only one who would benefit in the end would be the outer chamber. Not only did Mrs. Song suspect that the death of her son was caused by gangsters, but even the Prefect of Wu also had some doubts, which made her uneasy.
When the prefect's wife cleared the door, Youshu had been sent back to "Song Youshu"'s house by the driver. The starving ghost also followed, and said mysteriously, "Sir, Wu Zixuan was clearly killed by Song Youshu before, but he didn't expect the two mud pills he handed over to be unpacked by Wu Taishou's outer chamber. It's two flour balls. Now the prefect's wife has caught the girl who changed the dressing, and the trial is underway. Someone has been blamed for your almost killing someone, and your reputation has finally been preserved. This is really a mistake. Wrong!"
"It was Song Youshu who killed people, not me." Youshu walked around the room slowly, looking at the furnishings.
"But in the eyes of outsiders, he is you and you are him, aren't they all the same?" The starving ghost scratched his head.
"That's true." Youshu threw a Yin-Yang vitality talisman over and instructed, "The house is too messy, call a few little ghosts to help me clean up, and I will use the vitality talisman as a reward."
"Okay, let's go now!" The starving ghost escaped into the ground, and soon called many ghosts and ghosts to come over, clean up the messy courtyard, and leave a few as servants.
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Although "Song Youshu" lacks knowledge, he has a big heart. He always wants to return home after studying medicine well, and step on his concubine and brother who humiliated him in the mud, so he specially set up a room as a study. Amoy in exchange for medical books. You Shu is most interested in books, reading them one by one, and then categorizing them.
I also know that a poor boy who is helpless, has no power and no power, how can he get a unique and unparalleled book of priceless value. Nine out of ten of these hundreds of medical books are superficial and superficial introductions, and some are simply made up.
He was about to put the book back in the box, but found that the bottom of the box was slightly loose, as if there was a sandwich, and cut it open with a dagger to get a yellowed parchment.
"No wonder!" After reading the content carefully, You Shu nodded secretly. This is a book about Chinese herbal medicine, with text and lifelike pictures. What kind of soul-broken grass, revival grass, deer bit grass, bone continuation grass, bone raw grass, etc., are all very magical medicinal materials, not to mention After eating it, you will live forever, but it is easy to come back to life.
You Shu has obtained a Taoist inheritance, in addition to the spell making, Qimen Dunjia and other techniques, it also includes alchemy, but alchemy only comes with pill recipes, and does not describe in detail what the medicinal materials look like, and the names of the medicines are extremely strange. It was something he had never heard or seen before, so he could only sigh in admiration. But now, this book that I got by accident is exactly the same as the technique of alchemy, and it actually completes the slightly missing Taoist inheritance.
Youshu turned to the page that was highlighted by "Song Youshu", and she couldn't help sighing in her heart: With the pill recipe and the index, it's no use to find these magical medicines. "Song Youshu" was lucky to get a deer-bit grass by chance. If he deliberately went to the mountains to search, he might not be able to achieve anything in a few years or decades. It's all about luck, so why waste time
Thinking of this, Yu Shu also put it down, and ordered the ghost servant to cook quickly.
Youshu cured Wu Gongzi only to get out of trouble, not to make a name for himself, so he has repeatedly warned Wu Taishou's family not to spread his story. Wu Taishou agreed to take advantage of it.
He took out a bag of golden leaves and two night pearls from the underground palace, and received a thousand taels of medical fees from the prefect's office. Now you are considered a rich man after all. After putting the family property in place, I am going to go to the master. . Six hundred years later, the Eastern Continent, which was originally unified by the master, has been split into several countries. This is the state of Wei, the first of the five great powers. The lord of the country has just reached the crown, but he has been on the throne for five years. Because the Emperor Taishang was still alive and well, he did not dare to move the brothers without permission, so he divided the territory and sealed them out.
You Shu originally wanted to go directly to Beijing to see if the lord of the country was his own master, but he was afraid that the master would be reborn as someone else and wasted time. Look for the past, so as not to miss.
Jizhou belongs to the territory of King Yu, and King Yu's mansion is set up in Cangzhou, and it takes three days to arrive by boat. Some Shu sent ghost servants to inquire about the situation of King Yu, and learned that the other party was reclusive and low-key, but he was the most beloved child of the Emperor Taishang. If it weren't for his heart disease, all the imperial physicians unanimously concluded that there was no cure, and the Supreme Emperor would definitely give him the throne, not the current state lord.
The lord of the country was jealous of King Yu, and wanted to send him to a land of bitter cold, but he did not expect that the Emperor Taishang would draw out the richest two rivers and give them all to King Yu, causing the lord and the queen mother to almost vomit blood. In general, this King Yu is not very capable or famous, but he has a lot of weight in the heart of the Emperor Taishang. He may or may not be the master.
Ouch, isn't that a piece of nonsense? Thinking of this, You Shu slapped her forehead and decided to see it with her own eyes.
On this day, he was about to leave, but he received a letter from his family, which was written by his concubine Fang, asking him to go back quickly. "Song Youshu"'s hometown is also in Cangzhou. It was originally a journey. In order to repay the cause and effect of occupying the other party's identity, Youshu had to go back and have a look anyway.
"Tell a few dead ghosts to go to Song's house to inquire." When they got on the boat, Shu threw a Yin-Yang Yuan Qi Talisman to the starving ghost.
In less than two hours, a few little ghosts brought the exact news. It turned out that Song Rendong, the elder brother of "Song Youshu", was valued by King Yu because of his excellent medical skills. The pharmacies in the palace are all under his control, and all the medicinal materials needed come from Renxintang, which is opened by the Song family. However, Song Rendong still felt that he was not enough, so he was short of jins and less than two ounces, and made huge profits from it.
The imperial physicians who can work in front of the prince are generally very trusted, and they will not change people easily, so as to avoid plotting against them. Therefore, Song Rendong is very confident, and he spends a few thousand taels of money a year. Except for the medicine of the prince, the rest of the medicinal materials are inferior or even fake. Unfortunately, he was unlucky, and he actually asked the prince to meet Dr. Zhou, who was skilled in medicine. Dr. Zhou relieved the prince's heart disease in three or two times, and told him how to adjust it. After three or five months, it has been quite effective.
King Yu often invited Dr. Zhou to visit the mansion for a chat, which made Song Rendong jealous and hated, and then began to target Dr. Zhou, but was attacked by the other side, and found out that he had exchanged medicinal materials, and was greedy for money and money. It's a matter of his own body, how can King Yu be lighthearted and let Song Rendong be pulled out and caned to death.
The Song family was very weak, and in the "Song Youshu" generation, there were only two male heirs, and the other young sister was a concubine from the Fang family. Song Rendong has been married for many years, but has no children under his knees. When he left, the Song family was broken, and his reputation was also ruined, causing the people who were jealous of him to see the opportunity and jumped out to divide the family property.
Fang Shi was from a humble background and had little knowledge, otherwise he would not have forced his son to exchange the medicinal materials of the palace. How could she be the opponent of the clan elders, and she was crushed to the point of being unable to lift her head in a few days. Only then did she remember that there was still a male in the Song family. Why should she distribute the property to outsiders? Song Youshu has long been raised and abandoned, and after getting it back, she has become a puppet for her to control the family business. In this way, this letter came to You Shu.
"If you have nothing to do, you will be left to fend for yourself, and if you have something, I will tell you to go back and take the blame, and you can say what you want to do." After all, this is "Song Youshu"'s family affairs. Fu, call the original owner to ask.
"Lord Qi, I always thought about the family property before I was alive, but only after death did I realize that the gold and silver treasures are only fleeting. If you don't bring it to death, you don't bring it with you. What's the point of getting it? Don't have the small family, the clan loves it. Divide as you please, let them go." The ghost, who had faded into a wisp of blue smoke, bowed deeply.
This is a beautiful saying, but it is difficult to hide the heart of the stone. If "Song Youshu" voluntarily gave up the family property, how should Fang and his young daughter live? Unless you remarry or let go of your body to be attached to Shu, there is no other choice. If you remarry, you can't bring your daughter. If you don't remarry, you have to rely on others, wagging your tail and begging for mercy. No matter how Fang's choice is, it will be a great torture and humiliation. How beautiful she once won, and how miserable she lost now, this is the so-called "causal cycle, retribution is not good".
Youshu is not a good person, and doesn't think that the original owner's actions are inappropriate. If the family property is lost, it has nothing to do with him, so he agrees. "Song Youshu" seemed to be a major wish, and it disappeared into a light spot in an instant.
Three days later, the Wu Peng boat slowly leaned against the shore of Cangzhou, and You Shu returned to the Song family mansion under the leadership of two family members. Song Rendong's body had already been buried, but there were still white flags hanging under the corridor, looking extremely deserted. Mrs Fang, who had lost a lot of weight, took the initiative to come to the door of the ceremony to greet her, pushed the reluctant and hostile young daughter Song Dingxiang forward, and whispered, "Hurry up and call my brother."
"He's not my brother! He's a wild breed!" Song Dingxiang is twelve years old this year. She's used to being arrogant since she was a child.
Fang Shi showed an embarrassed expression. He wanted to explain a few words, but saw You Shu waved his hand, "Forget it, don't need to call, invite all the clan elders, and solve the family property issue today."
Mr. Fang wrote vaguely in the letter. He originally planned to bring the person back first and then discuss it slowly. Unexpectedly, he had already inquired about it clearly, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart. After thinking about it, he relaxed: Song Youshu I have always been eyeing the family property, and I am afraid that I can't wait to come back this time. I gave him the family property first. Anyway, my own people have already been put in, and it is only sooner or later that he will be empty. He is bossy now, and he should know in the future: in this Song family, it is still my Fang who has the final say.
With a thousand twists and turns in his heart, Mrs Fang's expression changed from unease to contempt, and immediately asked the servant to invite someone. The elders of the clan came to hear the news, but they were not good at all, but they turned into surprise and surprise the next moment You Shu spoke.
"Grand-nephew, do you know what you are talking about?" the patriarch asked repeatedly.
"I know, I don't want this property anymore and donate it all to the clan. I have hands and feet, are you afraid that I won't be able to support myself?" Youshu said flatly.
"It's such a big piece of property, you don't want it? Are you crazy?" Fang Shi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
"The law of Wei state says that the family property should be inherited by the direct son, the eldest son can be divided into ten and two, and the rest of the concubines have no right to inherit. This property should have been mine, but it was taken away by you and Song Rendong. The distribution of Jizhou will fend for itself. Now that he is dead, you think of me again, is it too late? After all these years, I have long been used to the hard life, and suddenly being rich and wealthy may not be a good thing. I don’t want these properties, donate them Repairing ancestral halls, family schools, ancestral temples for the clan, or buying fertile land to support the clan, can be regarded as accumulating some wicked virtues for Song Rendong, after all, he died too ugly, right?" You Shu sipped tea leisurely.
All the clan elders clasped their palms again and again, and said that they were great.
Mr. Fang absolutely did not expect that this person would treat money like dung and donate his family property worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Could it be that he has broken his brain? If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't send him away no matter what, it would be cheaper to keep him under my lap. However, it was too late to regret, there was no place for women and Taoists to plug in in the ancestral hall, not to mention that she was still a concubine. When she came back to her senses, Youshu had already prepared the closing book, signed it and put her fingerprints on it. She just had to go to the government to prepare a case.
Seeing that the patriarch hurried to the official residence with Qiejieshu, Fang hurried to chase, but was pinned to the ground by the concubines, making a sneer. Seeing that the situation was over, the servants went back to pack their luggage and prepared to find another way out. A few old women gathered together and said sarcastically, "Look, have you been punished? Don't you have to give back the things you took so much painstakingly for?"
"Give it back to others, and it's not too rare for people to ask for it!"
"What do you think her mother will do in the future? The family property is all gone, and the first-born son has also offended him to death. Do you remarry?"
"Remarried, what should she do with her daughter? Throw it to the eldest son? Didn't you hear that you were scolding other people's wild kind!"
"So it's good to meet you in the future when you stay in the front line."
"Yes, this is the reason."
Hearing the words, Mrs Fang felt remorse, and when she saw "Song Youshu" stepping out of the house without turning her head, she quickly shouted, "Youshu, second young master, this servant knows it's wrong, I beg you to come back, Lilac, she should talk to her in another year. Now, you should leave some dowry for her anyway!"
Song Dingxiang didn't know until this time that the life and death of herself and her mother were in the hands of her brother, and it was too late to ask for forgiveness. Pass.