"Zheng Qingsong, open the door quickly, there is something urgent." Yunguan came to knock on the door of Bailing Caotang early in the morning. She tossed and turned around for a night after listening to Mr. Lu's words, because she was afraid of the darkness and was even more afraid of talking about ghosts and gods in the middle of the night. In particular, Mr. Lu's words and deeds were extremely strange, which made her lit a candle for half a night and could not fall asleep.

"Who?" Zheng Qingsong narrowed his eyes and angrily opened the door. He thought that some patient came to the pharmacy to get the medicine early in the morning.

"When is it time for me to get up? Open the door quickly." Yunguan urged anxiously.

"My aunt, now at the right time, why are you doing something?" Zheng Qingsong was so angry that he couldn't stand being disturbed by others. He was so angry that he was not good at Yunguan for a moment.

"What are you asking me about? What else do I want to ask you? What is the secret of the Yang family? Did you deliberately hide it from me?" Yunguan was displeased. She was afraid that Zheng Qingsong and Mr. Yang would join forces to hide something from the siblings.

"There is no secret? I've told you everything I know. What's wrong?" Zheng Qingsong looked innocent. He rarely hid Yunguan and tried to say anything. He treated Yunguan as a noble person because once he lies and was exposed, he would lose the trust of the noble person.

"Tell me again why they left the good mansion vacant?" Yunguan said sternly. She didn't know whether Zheng Qingsong deliberately concealed something or was completely unaware of it.

"I went to Liangzhou to do business. This mansion has been empty. Now it needs two silvers to be sold. Is there any problem?" Zheng Qingsong repeated what he had said before in a daze.

"Do you know Young Master Yang?" Yunguan continued to ask. She felt that Zheng Qingsong didn't seem to be telling lies. Perhaps it was Mr. Lu who interfered and exaggerated it.

"Princess, what do you mean? Young Master Yang is older than me, why do you call him Young Master Yang?" Zheng Qingsong rubbed his eyes and woke up a little.

"Ger than you? Then do you know what happened to Mr. Yang a few years ago?" Yunguan looked at Zheng Qingsong carefully, refusing to let him go of any subtle expression.

"Young Master Yang is very straightforward, kind and casual. Besides, he is so good, how could it be strange?" Zheng Qingsong frowned tightly. He didn't know what Yunguan wanted to ask.

"Uncle Lu said that Young Master Yang had a stomachache and cried in the middle of the night, as if he was hit by evil spirits. Do you know?" Yunguan was afraid that Zheng Qingsong and Young Master Yang would join forces to lie to her.

"Princess, I just said that the old man is not a good-for-nothing lamp. He must be scaring people. Don't believe it or listen." Zheng Qingsong was sure that he didn't like Mr. Lu's attitude of relying on his seniority, and he didn't like his tricks of making a wishful thinking in his heart. That is, the person in front of him was too kind, so he believed this weird old man.

"But Yuchen had a stomachache for no reason last night, so it was better this morning." Yunguan was very worried. Unexpectedly, Yuchen was very lively again in the morning. She thought Yuchen would not go to school by using the excuse of being uncomfortable.

"You've got a stomachache." Zheng Qingsong turned up the medicine box while analyzing, "I'll take some medicine for you to treat intestinal diseases. If Youchen feels uncomfortable, I'll give it to him and keep it to your care."

"You really didn't hide anything from me?" Yunwan was full of doubts.

"I dare not borrow my courage. Otherwise, I will write a letter to Mr. Yang now to verify the matter specifically. How about it?" Zheng Qingsong immediately wanted to pick up his pen and write, just to let Yunguan feel at ease so that he could let him go to bed and go back to bed.

"I believe you for now, I must ask for it for me. I hope last night was just a coincidence." Yunguan was still uneasy.

"How about this, you go back to the mansion first. I'll find a Feng Shui master to take a look at the mansion. After reading it, you should give it a good idea, right?" Zheng Qingsong said with an idea. He hired a master to see the Feng Shui of Bailing Caotang. After getting the master's affirmation, he set up the place and opened a medicine hall.

"Does it work?" Yunguan was very worried. When she saw that Youchen was so uncomfortable, she panicked.

"My Bailing Caotang has been seen by the master. Princess, you see that my business is getting better and better. I even met you. It must be that the feng shui of this store is good." Zheng Qingsong didn't know if he could find the master who helped him read the feng shui, because he hadn't contacted him again for a long time.

"Why didn't you say earlier? I should take the master with me when I buy a house. Then I'll go back to the mansion and wait for you first, okay?" Yunguan left after saying that. She thought Zheng Qingsong would be able to take the Feng Shui master to the mansion soon, so she wanted to go back to the mansion and sort it out quickly.

Unexpectedly, when Yunguan waited, she waited until the sun set, and then she saw Zheng Qingsong leading his so-called Feng Shui master, "Why is it so late?"

"Master Zhang is very busy. I have been waiting all day. Finally, it's our turn to go to the mansion. If I hadn't paid double silver, the master would have to come after the day." Zheng Qingsong explained to Yunguan in a low voice.

"Girl, you don't know anything. It's easier to see the tricks at night. I just made it clear that I came here at this time." Master Zhang looked around carefully, but did not notice anything unusual.

"Master Zhang has trouble. My brother suddenly had a stomachache last night. We were newly moved to the mansion." Yunguan didn't know what to say to Master Feng Shui, she rarely dealt with such people.

"Master, I'm going to tell you that there was a murder in this mansion many years ago." Mr. Lu heard that the Feng Shui master was in the courtyard and immediately came over to report.

"Don't say too much, it will affect my skills." Master Zhang quickly stopped him.

"Has a murder happened?" Yunguan couldn't help but ask angrily.

"Why don't I dare to lie to you?" Mr. Lu said seriously.

"Don't look at me, I really don't know anything." Zheng Qingsong waved his hand blankly.

"Miss, don't worry, I just realized that there is no filth in this house. It's just that the space is free for a long time, which can easily cause the gathering of yin energy." Master Zhang said as he took out a few yellow runes, "Put one in each house to ensure peace and good fortune in your house."

"This really helps my brother stop having abdominal pain?" Yunguan was half-believing and half-doubting.

"No problem." Master Zhang was full of confidence.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master." Yunguan handed Master Zhang a heavy silver chunk, and she only asked Youchen for safety and health.

"It's OK to serve you." Master Zhang left after he said that, and he rushed to the next house. Almost every hour, someone invited him to see Feng Shui.

"Master, it's not that I'm talking too much. What can this master do if he gives a few talismans? How many rituals did Young Master Yang do before, but he unfortunately died in the end." Old Man Lu's tone was full of regret.

"Uncle Lu, can you explain to me the murder case you mentioned now?" Yunguan felt that Mr. Lu always spoke vaguely and had no good intentions.
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