Chapter 85 Who said women are inferior to men (10)
Wu Shuanglin's anger suddenly disappeared, and he turned around and asked, "Really? The Imperial Master wasn't joking with the subordinates, was he?"
"I don't have that leisurely mind." Rong Qiqi glanced at Wu Shuanglin and said, "Although your grandson has lost his yang energy due to excessive indulgence, it is not just that."
Rong Qiqi directly told Wu Luo's illness in front of so many people, which made Wu Shuanglin's face turn red and white with embarrassment. However, Rong Qiqi's mouth was on her body and he couldn't stop her.
Wu Shuanglin was afraid that Rong Qiqi would tell more about his master's secrets, so with a wave of his hand, Wuyang and Wuyang's group retreated, leaving only him and Rong Qiqi here.
"Please ask the Imperial Master to elaborate."
It was more convenient for Rong Qiqi to have just the two of them. After all, what she was going to say next could not be widely known yet.
"Indulgence is only one aspect. The more important reason is that your grandson has been haunted by evil spirits for many days. If the evil spirits are not driven away from his body, he will live for another day at most."
Wu Shuanglin was horrified. He had never encountered an evil ghost in person before, and his tongue was spinning in fear, "This, this, this...Xiaoguan...Xiaguan...I..."
Rong Qiqi didn't know that he was so unfrightened. He usually looked vigorous and resolute in the court, but at this moment he was frightened by the evil spirit and stammered.
No wonder Wu Shuanglin was so scared. Before building the Peach Blossom Forest, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods.
Wu Shuanglin still remembers that at that time, he was not prosperous and was just a small county magistrate.
One winter, it was extremely cold and many people froze to death.
After ten days of heavy snowfall, it occasionally cleared up. It was at that time that a monk who called himself Master Wujian came to ask for alms. Mrs. Wu gave him some vegetarian meals, but she was worried that the road would be blocked due to the cold weather.
It was easy to leave, so he asked Master Wujian to stay overnight.
Early on the next morning, the Master disappeared, leaving only a cloth bag containing several letters and an amulet. In the letter, Master Wujian told him how to relieve the victims, as well as the formation method and purpose of the Peach Blossom Formation.
Wu Shuanglin did as it was written, and soon he was promoted, and then he rose through the ranks until he reached his current position. The letter said that the Peach Blossom Array could help his luck and ensure that he would have a prosperous official career and become a noble official, so he spent a lot of money to build the Peach Blossom Array.
The strange thing started from this incident.
When planting peach trees, there would always be servants who died of illness on the couch for no apparent reason. When planting the first tree, one person died. When planting the second tree, two people died... and so on, until the sixth tree was planted, Wu Shuanglin.
I didn't dare to continue planting because at that time, twenty-one domestic servants and maidservants had died in the house.
On the night when the sixth peach tree was planted, Master Wujian knocked on the door of the Wu Mansion again. Wu Shuanglin regarded him as a life-saving straw. After the servants died, Wu Shuanglin wrapped them casually in a mat, and then ordered people to take the corpses.
Throw them into mass graves. Even if there are a few more dead people, he won't be able to hide them.
Master Wujian: "Master Wu, peach blossom is the nemesis of evil spirits. If you want to rise higher and higher, the peach blossom formation may be able to help you."
"But Master, didn't I just say everything? Just because I created this peach blossom formation and damaged my moral character, twenty-one servants have died in my house. We must not continue."
"Master Wu, there is no need to panic. This kind of situation in your house is just caused by evil spirits. I have a way. I just need to find a person who was born in the yang year, yang month, yang day, and use the pure yang essence and blood to nourish the yin-conquering peach.
tree, this peach blossom formation has become."
Wu Shuanglin was dubious: "How can we find such a person?"
Master Wujian stood under the first peach tree he planted, scratched a little bark, put it in his mouth, and said, "It told me..."
Wu Shuanglin looked at the nagging mage with a twisted expression, "Who is he?"
Master Wujian read out a name.
Wu Shan rushed out of the back room and yelled: "Smelly bald donkey, what the fuck is your mother doing, get out of here."
Wu Shuanglin stopped Wu Shan and confirmed again: "Is every word the Master said true?"
Master Wujian clasped his hands together and said, "As long as you sacrifice your son's wife to a hundred acres of peach blossoms, this formation will be complete."
Wu Shuanglin's heart wavered between power and family affection. In the end, he ignored his son's pleas and handed over his daughter-in-law to Master Wujian.
From then on, Wu Shan severed ties with them and traveled far away from home alone until he brought Wu Luo back.
Wu Shuanglin was worried that the tragedy of that year would happen again, so he kept a low profile towards Rong Qiqi, "Brother Xing is the official's only hope. I beg the Imperial Master to save my grandson's life."
As he spoke, he knelt down in front of Rong Qiqi. Rong Qiqi had never seen old man Wu so humble before, and he completely lost the arrogance he had when he went to court.
Now it was Wu Shuanglin who wanted something from her. Rong Qiqi calmed down and pretended to hesitate for a while before saying: "Master Wu, you don't know something. The evil ghost in your grandson is not an ordinary evil ghost. I was here just now."
I fought with it in the room and explored its depth."
Rong Qiqi pretended to be distressed: "The power of this evil ghost should not be underestimated. Even I am almost inferior to it. If I want to completely drive away the evil ghost, I will have to spend at least half my life's energy. This..."
Wu Shuanglin said quickly: "As long as the Imperial Master is willing to come to the rescue, I can do anything you want me to do."
Rong Qiqi smiled clearly and stated her condition: "I have nothing else to ask for. I hope Master Wu will lend me the fish scale album temporarily."
The fish scale atlas records in detail the number of each piece of land, the name of the land owner, as well as the land grade and acres, which is an important basis for collecting taxes.
Before Xiao Jingshun came to the throne, in order to win over all parties, he exchanged his status as a relative of the emperor and promised that they would be exempted from taxes. In the past few years, those people have used their power for personal gain, bribed local officials, privately bought and sold large amounts of land, and made a living by farming.
The common people had to rent land from nobles at high prices. If unfortunately there was a disaster, farmers would have to pay subsidies.
This matter has always been a worry for Xiao Jingshun.
The key to solving this problem lies in the fish scale album.
Rong Qiqi planned to find out the nobles who bought and sold the land according to the land owners registered in the fish scale atlas, and catch them all, but he solved a big problem.
This is also an important part of achieving national peace and prosperity.
The fish scale album belongs to the Ministry of Household Affairs, so it is impossible that Wu Shuanglin was unaware of the land transactions over the years.
The old fox didn't know how many benefits he had received from those royal relatives, but he dared to suppress the matter and join in with them.
Of course Wu Shuanglin refused. Asking him to hand over the fish scale album was equivalent to stripping off his crotch pants.
Wu Shuanglin: "The Imperial Master is also very familiar with the illness of my grandson. Just relying on the Imperial Master's words can't help but make me doubt whether the Imperial Master can really save my grandson, or he wants to trick me into handing over the album."
Woolen cloth?"
Rong Qiqi raised his slender eyebrows and muttered something in front of Wu Shuanglin, "Master Wu, since you don't believe me, we have nothing to talk about. I have taken back the talisman given to your grandson. You can now
Just prepare the coffin and wait to collect the body of your beloved."
Rong Qiqi looked at the sky again, "In less than half an hour, your grandson will die. Mr. Wu, you'd better seize the time and go and express your feelings to your grandson."
Just as Rong Qiqi finished speaking, a shout came from the back hall, "Master - Master -"
"It's not good, the young master is coughing up blood!" This chapter has been completed!