Qi Chengxu was furious, "How dare you challenge my brother?!"
"He was the one who helped me write it! I just helped him in the academy, and then he got involved. He wanted to follow me, and even said that he would help me with my homework! It was all because of him that I failed to pass the exam. Guozixue! He, he must have planned it in advance!"
Qi Jinxing looked at Ji Qianyuan with hatred while crying. He hated being compared to this by someone he looked down upon!
Wu Dinghou and others looked at Ji Qianyuan one after another. Ji Shu patted Ji Qianyuan on the shoulder and said warmly:
"Brother Yuan, is what Brother Xing said true?"
"no."
Ji Qianyuan glanced at Qi Jinxing and looked away silently. If Qi Jinxing told the truth, he might still feel guilty, but he put everything on himself, which shows that Qi Jinxing never treated him sincerely from the beginning to the end. , why should he bother himself? What he owed Qi Jinxing has already been paid off.
Qi Jinxing's eyes turned red, and he struggled to hit Ji Qianyuan, "You white-eyed wolf! Do you dare to do this? You -"
Ji Shu grabbed Qi Jinxing's arm and sneered: "Who is it that dares to do something but doesn't deserve it?!"
At this time, servants came with thorn sticks. Wu Dinghou picked up the thorn sticks and ordered Qi Chengxu, "Hold him down!"
Mrs. Li wanted to step forward but didn't dare. She cried and shouted: "Master Hou, you can't be cruel! Brother Xing has just recovered from a serious illness. He can't bear it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Dinghou's thorn branches fell down. Qi Jinxing was beaten so hard that he howled loudly, and the shrill screams resounded throughout the entire Hou Mansion.
After all, Wu Dinghou couldn't bear it. Normally, it would take at least twenty or thirty lashes to break a thorn stick. Wu Dinghou secretly used his strength to break the thorn stick after less than ten lashes.
The clothes on Qi Jinxing's back were broken into pieces, and blood was oozing from several bloody wounds.
Wu Dinghou: "Take the man to the ancestral hall in the backyard! Let him come out after kneeling for three days!"
…
In the Fushou Hall, Mrs. Qi learned that today was the day for Qi Jinxing to retake the exam, so she got up from the bed, changed into new clothes, and waited for the good news.
She sat on the Arhat bed in the front hall of the courtyard, looking forward to it.
"I heard that Dr. Wei who is here is Ji's teacher. He must be sure to go to the Imperial Academy! Let the chef make some delicious food for Brother Duanxing in the courtyard tonight to make up for it!"
Mrs. Qi smiled from ear to ear, and Mrs. Song carefully agreed. At this time, a woman ran in.
Mrs. Qi chased her out on crutches, "How's it going? Brother Xing, have you finished the exam?"
"The old lady is in trouble, something happened on the other side!"
"Ah? What happened!"
When the mother-in-law came, Mrs. Qi's eyes became sharper and clearer until she heard the mother-in-law say: "Dr. Wei said that Guozixue will never hire Brother Xing again!"
Mrs. Qi's body twitched, a muffled groan escaped her throat, and she fell straight back!
"Old lady! Old lady!"
The entire Fushou Hall was in chaos. The doctor came to check her pulse and said, "The old lady is so anxious that her heart is burning. If she can no longer bear the stimulation, she will have to rest for a while."
Wu Dinghou rubbed the roots of the mountain, "Is it still okay?"
"It's okay to rest properly."
Marquis Wu Ding said: "I tell everyone in the Fushou Hall to take good care of the old lady! If you make any omissions, you will not be leniently punished!"
Ji Shu stayed, she glanced at the doctor, and the two of them came to the Nuan Pavilion.
Ji Shu: "How long can the old lady last?"
"If it can be treated easily, it can last at least three to five years."
The government doctor has been with Ji Shu for many years and is also her confidant. "If it is not cured, it can only last three to five months, right?"
"If she suffers another major irritation, with your medical skills, might it be possible for her to stay in bed for another two to three months?"
"it should be OK."
"I believe you."
Ji Shu nodded, "Then just prescribe her medicine as normal and let her get off the ground first. If she asks how long you can live, just scare her."
"Understood."
Mrs. Qi passed out all night and woke up the next day. She shouted Mama Song's name, and Mama Song came over and touched her back. She was soaked all over.
"Old lady, what's wrong with you!"
"I dreamed it again, dreamed it again!"
Mrs. Qi's face was full of pain, she grabbed Mother Song's wrist and said, "Go find the master!"
The Taoist nun came to the old lady's bed tremblingly. Madam Qi told her what she had dreamed about and asked her fearfully:
"Am I really being entangled by the Lord of Hell? Do you have a way to save me! You can give me as much money as you want!"
"The poor man did a fortune-telling for the old lady. The old lady is indeed haunted. But strangely enough, this talk about seduction is also a messenger. Why is it that the old lady dreams about the Lord of Hell..."
Mother Song: "The old lady was still talking in her sleep! It was the Lord of Hell who was interrogating her and asking her what mistakes she had made!"
Mrs. Qi looked ugly, and the Taoist nun said, "If that's the case, maybe it's not a bad thing!"
"How?"
"Pindao once read in a book that the fact that the King of Hell entered a dream to interrogate a case was actually a warning. This person made a huge mistake and offended the Lord of Suffering! If you want to escape, you can only confess your mistakes to the Lord of Suffering. If we can ask for forgiveness from the owner of suffering, we can offset the previous sins and there will be no more dreams."
The Taoist nun looked at Mrs. Qi and said slowly: "Madam, you might want to think about it. Before you can sleep peacefully,... you have done something wrong to someone..."
"I have done so many things in my life! Who knows who is the master of suffering!" Mrs. Qi beat the quilt a little fiercely.
Taoist nun: "Just a small mistake does not count as a big suffering, and there will not be a dream warning. If there is, it can only be said that the suffering is really suffering, and the suffering is too long."
Mrs. Qi's fingertips twitched, and she subconsciously clenched the brocade quilt on her body.
She had never dreamed of this before Qi Chengxu came back. After Qi Chengxu came back, she helped Qi Chengxu hide Jiang Fu's identity, deceive Ji Shu into raising Jiang Fu's children, and also took away Ji Shu's housekeeping rights, forcing her to drag her down. Is it possible to deal with the mess in the shop while still sick——
"No! I will never confess to her! Ridiculous! Ridiculous! Why should I confess to her! She is my daughter-in-law! That is what she should do! Why should she complain!"
"When she marries into the Qi family, she becomes the wife of the Qi family! Everything should belong to the Qi family! If the Qi family's shop is useless, she should get the dowry cushion! She should raise the whole family! What's wrong with Xu'er raising an outhouse? ! If it weren’t for the Ji family’s sake, I would have asked Xu’er to divorce her, a jealous woman, at the age of seven! Keeping her is already saving her face!”
Mrs. Qi yelled and smashed like crazy, while Mother Song and Taoist nun stood aside and did not dare to say a word.
When she came to her senses, she suddenly lost her strength and fell onto the bed.
Taoist nun: "If the old lady doesn't repent, I'm afraid she will offend the Lord of Hell..."
"I'll give you money, and you'll find a way to save yourself! Isn't there some way to extend your life?"
A high-ranking nobleman like Mrs. Qi has no doubts about these strange powers and deranged gods, and she also knew many underhanded methods in the early years.
"I remember there is a life-extending method. You can borrow someone else's life! Can you do it?"
Mrs. Qi stared straight at the Taoist nun. She didn't dare to say anything even though she didn't know how to do it. She just nodded blankly.
Mrs. Qi took a deep breath and relaxed.
"You cast the spell, and if it comes true, it will definitely benefit you."
"Then whose life does the old lady want to borrow?"
"Ji Shu! She is young!"
Mrs. Qi gritted her teeth, asking her to confess to Ji Shu was just a dream. She just dragged Ji Shu to death. Who could say that she had a mistress? !
