After leaving the prime minister's mansion, Qin Liuxi obtained a thousand taels of silver notes and a piece of small-leaf red sandalwood wood. The silver notes were given to her by Mrs. Lin as a red envelope, because Qin Liuxi not only helped several of her own women to prescribe her prescriptions to regulate her body, but even Lin Qingtang, who was about to discuss marriage in the boudoir, was not left behind.

After all, it is a good thing for a girl to take care of her body and come to her in-laws' home. Whether it is to manage the benefits or to nurture life, she has a strong body. This is a good thing.

The most important thing is that she also criticized Feng's happiness. Before she even changed the day, she identified the slippery pulse. This was a happy event, so she had to seal a big red envelope to share the joy.

In addition, Feng, who was a big deal, also sent a piece of small-leaf red sandalwood wood and replaced it with a fetal talisman.

Qin Liuxi did not refuse now, and took the things to the Lin family's carriage and headed to the Jiuxuan Auction Hall.

She looked through the little leaf red sandalwood wrapped in red silk and was very satisfied. The female family members of the Lin family were still good at doing things, and the rewards could still be given to the point, which was not bad.

Seeing his master's face full of money, Teng Zhao couldn't help rolling his eyes and recited the Taoist scriptures cross-legged.

Qin Liuxi wrapped the small-leaf red sandalwood again and poked Teng Zhao's face.

Teng Zhao avoided her claws and looked at her eyes that she would say something and not touch her feet.

"We have arrived in Shengjing. You are going to the Teng family to meet your family." Qin Liuxi said: "Your father has married a bride."

Teng Zhao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Don't go."

Qin Liuxi looked at him carefully and did not look sad. He hinted: "Actually, it's okay to go there. Maybe your stepmother will give you some pocket money to live."

Teng Zhao: "..."

After all, I actually want to pull sesame oil, right?

"Send him a letter." Teng Zhao said coldly. He didn't like to go to that mansion. Everyone was cold and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Okay, just turn around and send a letter. Your father should miss you too." Qin Liu said west.

Teng Tianhan: The direct loss of his son is that his money bag is not guaranteed.

Lin Xiang returned to the prime minister's mansion and learned that Qin Liuxi had left and gave him a bottle of precious medicinal tea pills. He couldn't help but feel a little muggy. It seemed that the dragon pearl really had to worry about bringing it.

"Zhao Ye, do you think you want to let Doctor Ou check it?" Mrs. Lin handed over the bottle of medicine tea pills and said, "It's not that I believe in the little master, but my mother is old, so be cautious."

"Yes." Lin Xiang took it, opened the bottle plug, and a calm and peaceful fragrance of medicine floated out, refreshing. He quickly covered it to prevent the medicine from running out of the effect, and changed his words: "No need, I will try one for my mother myself."

Mrs. Lin: “…”

She just pretended not to see the covetous look on his face and smiled: "Shaoguan Master is extraordinary in medical skills. She made this medicine tea pill by herself, which is excellent. By the way, Feng also diagnosed the joy pulse today, and it was also the ones who were criticized by this Shaoguan Master for his face."

"Oh?" Lin Xiang was a little interested.

Mrs. Lin said the words of Qin Liuxi's face criticism and finally said: "She also diagnosed the pulse. Later, I also asked Xiu Gu and Dr. He from Wanjintang to diagnose the pulse separately. Although the upper body has not been around for a long time, it is indeed a slippery pulse. It should be determined in a while."

"Okay, okay." Lin Xiang was also very happy and said, "The family is full of talent and lively. Fang'er and his family should have more brothers and sisters."

"That's what I mean." Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "You have heard of the matter of Chang'an Marquis. I heard that he sent people to surround the outside of Jinhua Temple and told everyone that he wanted to capture the demonic way that harmed the prince of the Marquis's mansion and did not allow the people to go to incense. In the city, there were also reports that the Taoist priests of Jinhua Temple were not upright and practiced evil skills. The young master of Chang'an Marquis was seriously ill and was sent to Zhuangzi overnight to work with the Marquis of Chang'an."

Lin Xiang thought of what Qin Liuxi said yesterday that Chang'an Marquis had only one son, and he couldn't help but stutter, saying: "This young master is good at medical skills and good at face to face. Yesterday, he said bluntly that Chang'an Marquis had only one son."

Mrs. Lin is a smart mistress, and when she hears this, her eyes ignited a blazing fire of gossip.

The Chang'an Marquis became the turtle, which was so shocking.

Those who know the inside story are not only Lin Xiang, but Xiong Er's family applauds.

"I deserve that old man to be an old turtle. Do you think he treats that little bitch who is pretending to be a little white flower as a treasure? He has been raised for ten years and doesn't even hurt his own son so much. It's so funny." Mr. Xiong cursed and laughed, and said a little angrily, saying, "My little sister was so obsessed with such a blind bastard, and she couldn't get it well..."

He said, his eyes turning red.

Mrs. Xiong also wiped the corner of her eyes and said, "Okay, he has suffered retribution. Anyway, the Marquis' Mansion will be all from Lian'er from now on."

"That's right, they are all from Lian'er. After the Shaoguan Master said that he only had Lian'er, this is the real only seedling, treasure. Madam, prepare a big gift for the second child to send it to the Shaoguan Master. If it weren't for her, Lian'er would have really taken the magic of the demon and that bitch." Mr. Xiong ordered repeatedly.

"I want you to tell me that I have asked my second child to send it over." Mrs. Xiong gave him an angry look.

Lord Xiong: "Then go and warm me a pot of wine and let the kitchen cut a braised pig's ear to drink it. I have to drink it and celebrate it. It's so happy."

...

Jinhua Temple.

Tai Cheng Zhenren looked at the broken scent with a pale face. Since the incident, he has been exposed to it, but he has never received any number of times. The ancestor has not yet suffered any time. This is punishing him.

He didn't dare to look at the ancestor, but just walked out of the outer hall in despair and came to the Taoist temple.

When Taoist Master Taiyang saw him, he immediately shouted: "Senior Brother, when do you want to tie me up? Let me go, my son is waiting for me to rescue him."

"How do you save?" Tai Cheng Zhenren looked at him coldly and scolded: "You have been backfired, and your own cultivation is regressing. How do you save? I have already said that you have let your heart die and practice Taoism with all your heart, but you are still obsessed. Now Chang'an Marquis has sent someone to guard the mountain gate and said that our Taoist temple is practicing evil magic. If you have evil paths, you dare not come. The most important thing is that the ancestors do not accept the incense I respect..."

Taoist Master Taiyang saw the annoyance on his face and said disdainfully: "Senior Brother, you are just a foundation-building cultivation. If you pass by a bad luck technique, he has to bow your head. If your senior brother doesn't want to do it, I will do this clown."

Tai Cheng Zhenren was shocked: "Do you do this to confirm that Jinhua Temple is a place of evil spirits?"

Taoist Master Taiyang snorted coldly and said indifferently: "Senior Brother, do you know that all historical books are written by the winner?"

As long as they are the strong side, who cares about the truth?
Chapter completed!