Ask the Nine Ministers

Chapter 58 Fooling
The Jingyuan Marquis's Mansion has been extremely busy lately, trying to raise money everywhere, like an ant on a hot pan.

However, Xue Yueying was like a frightened bird, hiding in the Xue Mansion in fear, afraid that the corruption case would be traced back to her family.

But what is supposed to come will eventually come.

Someone from the Dali Temple came and presented a visiting card politely, then said that Fourth Miss Xue was involved in the case of corruption involving the Treasury Department of the Ministry of Finance and would be taken back for trial.

Xue Lan knew the man and they both worked in the Dali Temple. They had also had a few drinks together in private. He quickly pulled the man aside and tried to spend some money to bribe him.

The visitor was so frightened that he kept declining.

"Brother Xue, I can't do this. I can't do this. Please forgive me."

This case is too complicated and no one can intervene.

Let alone a minor official of the Dali Temple, even if his father was the Minister of Justice, didn't he ask for permission to avoid suspicion? Xue Lan looked gloomy, watching Xue Yueying burst into tears and beg for mercy, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Fourth sister is still pregnant, how can she endure the pain of imprisonment?"

Xue Qingzhi was not at home at the time, and Fu watched coldly.

"If you have the guts to enjoy such overwhelming wealth, you have the ability to endure such filthy suffering."

After she said that, she turned and left.

Xue Yueying's crying lasted for a long time.

The entire Xue Mansion was shrouded in this gloom.

In Shou'an Hospital, when the old lady heard the news, she felt a tightness in her chest and her blood rushed up.

Qian was waiting by the side, trying frantically to comfort him.

"The fourth young lady is such a troublemaker. Not only has she caused chaos in the Marquis of Jingyuan's residence, but now the Xue residence will probably suffer as well..."

The Marquis of Jingyuan and the Xue family were both nobles of the dynasty. Who could have thought that a dowry list would cause such a commotion? Old Lady Cui had lived for most of her life and had seen many ups and downs, but the current situation was beyond her expectations.

"When I first saw the dowry list, I felt something was wrong. It was also my fault for being careless and not asking for clarification..."

Qian said, "How can you blame yourself, old lady? Who could have expected that the fourth young lady would have the guts to take such a risk?"

Old Mrs. Cui was looking worried when a maid came in through the curtain.

"Madam, the Sixth Miss has invited a doctor to treat Ming'er, and she has sent someone to ask if it is convenient for Madam to ask the doctor to check Ming'er's pulse."

When Mrs. Cui heard this, she immediately perked up.

There have been too many troubles in the Xue Mansion recently, and she urgently needs an expert who understands yin and yang and can judge good and bad luck to give her some advice.

She hurriedly asked the maid to help her change clothes, and then ordered someone to invite the person to Shou'an Hall.

As soon as the eighth girl Xue Yueman stepped into the living room, she heard this and snorted with disdain.

"How many famous doctors in Beijing can't cure a disease? Sixth sister just found a quack doctor on the street and he can cure it?"

"Ming'er is fine, he's just an idiot anyway, he won't get better. But grandma is precious, how can we let them do whatever they want..."

"I think Sixth Sister thinks there isn't enough trouble in the mansion, so she's looking for trouble!"

The old lady was just getting excited when she was poured a bucket of cold water on by her and her face immediately darkened.

"I think you have learned all the rules. I don't know how your mother raised you. You are so noisy. I don't know how much hardship you will have to endure when you marry into your husband's family."

"Grandma..." Xue Yueman lowered her head and muttered softly, "Aman doesn't want to get married yet. She just wants to stay with grandma."

"Be an old maid forever?"

"Just be an old maid for the rest of your life."

"No nonsense."

While the grandfather and grandson were talking, Xue Sui brought Tianshu over.

When he bowed and greeted her, the old lady looked at him and was stunned.

She thought the witch doctor was an old man in his seventies or eighties with gray hair and wrinkled face, but unexpectedly it was a young man about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a handsome face with sharp features, a hairband on his forehead, and calm and powerful eyes. At first glance, he looked extraordinary.

Beside him stood a girl with a delicate oval face, curved eyebrows, clear eyes, and her hair was loosely tied up with only a wooden hairpin. Her dress was extremely simple, but revealed the elegance of a hermit.

Xue Sui stepped forward and said with a smile, "Grandma, this is the witch doctor I mentioned to you. His last name is Shu. You can just call him Mr. Shu."

She looked at Yuheng beside Tianshu again.

"This is Mr. Shu's sister, who is also well versed in medicine."

"Please come in and take a seat." Old Mrs. Cui was very respectful and a little nervous.

"Mr. Shu, Miss Shu, this way please."

Tianshu bowed and saluted with elegant manners and spoke slowly and steadily.

"You're welcome, old lady. I heard that you often have headaches and can't sleep well at night?"

Old Mrs. Cui sighed, asked the maid to serve tea, fruits and snacks, and then began to recount her experience of illness. It was probably because she had worked hard for her children over the years and worried about the many trivial matters of the Xue Mansion all day long. As she got older, her energy was not as good as before, and all kinds of illnesses came to her.

After Tianshu took his pulse, he pressed the Fengchi point on the back of her head.

"Does it hurt here?"

Old Mrs. Cui frowned and said that she felt extremely swollen and painful. Tianshu asked her to sit on a stool, and then he calmly opened the silver needle bag and acupunctured her acupoints in front of everyone.

His technique was so skillful that the silver needles seemed like living things in his hands.

The old lady's brows were furrowed at first, and her hands unconsciously grasped the corners of her clothes. Soon, she relaxed. When the acupuncture was finished, Jinshu helped her up. The dizziness had improved a lot, and the pain was gone...

"One injection relieves the pain. The doctor is a great doctor and has brought the patient back to health."

Tianshu said: "Pain means blockage, and no pain if the meridians are unblocked. Right now, acupuncture is only to dredge the meridians and temporarily relieve the pain. It will take time for the body to recover with decoctions and medicines. Don't be impatient..."

At this time, the old lady's pain was relieved, she looked at Tianshu as if he were a god, and became closer to Xue Sui.

"My sixth daughter is very promising. She has invited a great man like Mr. Shu. I, an old man, can also enjoy the blessing..."

With trust, conversations become less roundabout.

After a few pleasantries, the old lady directly asked Tianshu to predict the marriage for the eighth girl.

Xue Sui sat aside, smiling, watching quietly without interrupting.

Tianshu pondered for a moment, "Calculating marriage is easy to hurt your fortune. I don't usually calculate easily..."

The old lady showed a trace of disappointment on her face. Tianshu saw this and changed the subject: "However, since the old lady has spoken, I will break the rules today. But we have to let the Eighth Girl do a fortune telling first, so as not to disturb the destiny and cause mistakes."

Old Mrs. Cui naturally agreed.

There is a difference between men and women, and Tianshu is not comfortable being alone with Eighth Girl, so he said:

"I'll give it to Eighth Girl in the form of a note. She can just write down the answer and give it back to me."

Seeing how thoughtful he was, Mrs. Cui felt more relieved and trusted him.

"Cuizhu, quickly prepare the pen and ink for the master."

Tianshu wrote down on paper what Xue Sui said.

"There is a girl in the neighborhood. She was born in a poor family and was often bullied at home. She was beaten and scolded at every turn. Later, she was driven out of the house. She was ragged and covered with bruises. If the eighth girl saw this person, would she lend a helping hand to her?"

Xue Yueman held the note and stared at it for a long time.

What is this problem?
Isn’t this neighborhood girl you’re talking about the same as Xue Liu?

He went through so much trouble just to test her feelings towards Xue Liu.

It is obvious that this witch doctor is in collusion with Xue Liu and came to the house to deceive my grandmother. He is simply afraid that she will marry into a wealthy family, so he pretends to be a ghost.

No matter what he said to his grandmother, she was going to marry into the Duke of Zheng's mansion anyway.

The eldest sister married into a prince's mansion, the fourth sister married into a marquis's mansion, and she had to marry into a duke's mansion, that would be glorious.

Otherwise, why would he go to Puji Temple and try so hard to get to know Guo Zhaoxuan?

What a despicable Xue Liu! He wants to ruin her marriage!

Xue Yueman wrote on it without thinking.

"Everyone has their own destiny. If someone bullies her, it must be because she deserves to be bullied."

Tianshu held the note, his eyes slightly darkened, and he clenched it in his palm.

"I already know the answer of the Eighth Miss. However, the matter of marriage still needs to be discussed with the old lady alone. It would be inconvenient for the girl to be present."

Xue Sui stood up and saluted calmly, then quietly left.

Xue Yueman got anxious when he heard this, "I warn you not to talk nonsense. Grandmother, he must have been invited back by Xue Liu to plot against me, you must not believe his lies..."

Old Mrs. Cui got angry when she saw her like this.

"go out!"

Xue Yue pouted and went out feeling aggrieved.

Tianshu waited until the curtain was lowered and there was no one else in the room before he spoke softly.

"The Eighth Miss is pure-hearted and very opinionated. Although a girl's marriage is determined by her parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, marriages in this world have their own paths. According to people of my generation, the red thread is secretly tied together and is destined by heaven, and cannot be forced."

The old lady's heart skipped a beat.

He asked quietly, "Excuse me, Mr. Shu, what did you ask the Eighth Girl just now?"

"I did a fortune telling for the eighth girl."

Tianshu flipped his hand and flattened the paper on his palm.

He held the same note in his hand, but no one noticed that he had changed it.

Even if Xue Yueman denied it afterwards, the old lady had her own eyes as evidence.

Tianshu said slowly, "I asked Eighth Girl about her opinion on marriage, and she wrote the word 'fate'."

"When the word 缘 is split open, the silk thread is half-wound, just like a red thread entwined, half-hidden, and half-exposed, which implies that marriage is destined. On the upper right side is a '彑', which means mutual understanding, and the two have known each other and promised each other. Look at the lower side, there is a '豕' character. In the hexagram, '豕' means wealth and stability, and the eighth girl is destined to marry into a wealthy family."

Old Mrs. Cui looked at the word "fate" thoughtfully.

Gaomen, that must be Guo Silang from the family of Duke Zheng?