Chapter 252: Wuji's Mansion

Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands and smiled, "Oh, Fang Mou Duan, it's true that his reputation is worthy! I was just discussing matters in the palace, and I was thinking about what kind of questions to come up with, but I didn't expect a good one to come up with. All I thought of were Chen Zhima and Yanguzi, which had nothing to do with current affairs. But I didn't expect that as soon as I left the palace, Brother Fang reminded me with just one sentence, that this question is good, it is a brand new question, and it is impossible for those scholars to guess at all!"

Chu Suiliang said, "Brother Fang, why did you think of this incident? But you were stimulated by Wang Ping'an?"

Fang Xuanling said, "A little scholar can't even stimulate me, but he performed too well at the poetry and prose meeting. So after I went home, I checked him and found that the new disaster relief method was proposed by him! To be ashamed, I didn't pay much attention to it before!"

Changsun Wuji also said: "I didn't care much before. However, this new method is indeed very good, and it is fully available after being proved by Xuzhou!"

Chu Suiliang nodded and said, "This means that you should not avoid relatives within and not avoid enemies outside. The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty can indeed hold a boat in his stomach!"

Fang Xuanling was so amused and laughed at him, and said angrily: "I'm here to joke again. What kind of hatred can a young man make with me? It's so outrageous!"

The three of them walked forward again, and Changsun Wuji suddenly said, "One question alone is not enough. You have to have an alternative question. Brother Fang, think of one more quickly and let's finalize this matter today so that there will be more dreams. If Li Ke comes up with something bad, if it is adopted by the emperor, it will be difficult to change it!"

When Li Ke was mentioned, Fang Xuanling suddenly disappeared, and Chu Suiliang was silent, and no one was willing to come up with any advice. The royal affairs, the relationship between father and son, and the relationship between uncle and nephew, had nothing to do with them, but there was no need to offend anyone among them!

After walking to the gate of the Shangshu Province, the three of them did not come up with alternative topics. Changsun Wuji was quite disappointed and said, "Then let's think about it again. This matter is not as anxious as possible. The more anxious you are, the less you can't think of it!"

The three of them entered the yamen and went to their own business.

Wang Ping'an rode a white dragon horse and came to Xingdaofang. He rode his horse into the gate. He shouted in his heart. He saw that Xingdaofang had a spacious street and the houses on both sides were tall and magnificent. They were all homes of wealthy families. They were many times more beautiful and neat than Xinchangfang. At a glance, you can tell that it was a Lifang where rich people gathered!

After walking about twenty feet away, he didn't even encounter a pedestrian. Because the streets were covered with high walls and courtyards, there were no shops, and there were no vendors selling along the streets. They were empty, and there were no one else except him!

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "This is similar to the modern high-end villa area. In the downtown area, a quiet place has been opened up. The housing prices here must be ridiculously high!"

After walking for a while, he turned a corner and laughed immediately. No need to ask anyone to ask for information, Changsun Wuji's Duke's Mansion must be here!

But after turning a corner, the scene in front of me was very different. I saw that there were several rows of carriages and horses lined up in front of a large mansion, with about 300 people waiting at the door. Some of these 300 people leaned on the carriage, some were wandering around the ground, and all were doing everything, but they didn't speak loudly. Although there were many people at the door, they were not noisy!

Wang Ping'an got off the white dragon horse from afar, led the horse to the front of the team, looked up, and saw a plaque on the door, with the red background and gold characters written on the Duke of Qi's Mansion. That's right, this is Changsun Wuji's mansion.

He tied the white dragon horse to the horse stake and walked up the steps. Seeing the door open, four servants sat on both sides of the gate. He stepped forward and asked, "Dear housekeepers, the officials want to meet Mr. Changsun... do you have to line up?"

A servant stood up and had a very good attitude. He smiled and said, "Dare you asking this adult, do you have any private matters or official matters?"

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "It's business!"

The clerk said again: "You don't have to wait outside the door for business. Please wait in the yard. Sir, have you brought a famous post?" As he said that, he reached out.

Wang Ping'an frowned and shook his head and said, "I came in a hurry and forgot to bring my famous post..."

Before he finished speaking, the smile on the face of the Ding suddenly disappeared and he said, "That's still a private matter. Please queue up behind!" As he said that, he sat back on the stool.

Wang Ping'an felt very embarrassed and thought to himself: "It's really easy to see the King of Hell, but it's hard to be a little devil. I am the decent imperial physician order, and it depends on your servant's face!"

The prime minister's seventh-rank official is in the family, and he has not yet decided. Besides, he doesn't have the same knowledge as this clerk. He smiled and turned around and had to go down the stairs. Just wait. At worst, the matter will be resolved. If he doesn't come to the door again, it will be boring to come to find this!

Before the steps were down, someone inside shouted: "Old Mr. Tao, you are so brave. You dare to say such unlucky words to my wife! As the Imperial Physician, you can't treat the young master's illness. Why are you the Imperial Physician? Hurry up and return home and go home to carry the children!"

Wang Ping'an was stunned. The Imperial Doctor, Old Man Tao, but Tao Judong, why did he run to Changsun Wuji's house? Looking back and looking inside, he saw a servant in his forties standing on the steps of the main hall, spreading his legs, putting one hand on his hips, and raising the other hand, in a standard teapot style, pointing at a person with his fingers and shouting loudly.

The person being pointed out was Tao Judong. Not only did he, there were several white-bearded old men standing under the steps, all of whom were imperial physicians from the Imperial Physicians’ Department. They looked very embarrassed, as if they had just been pushed out of the house!

Tao Judong was sweating all over his head and said, "Mother-in-law, what are you saying? My wife asked the lower official just now, and the lower official was just telling the truth. How could he say unlucky words..."

Wang Ping'an stood outside the door and shouted, "Sir Tao, why are you here too?"

When Tao Judong heard his shout, he quickly turned around. When he saw him standing at the door, he shouted, "Sir Ping'an, why are you here?" He ran over and ran over.

As soon as he came out, the servants at the door stood up together. Although they all saw the housekeeper scolding Tao Judong, their attitude was still respectful. They bowed and called out to Lord Tao. The servant who had just spoken to Wang Ping'an said, "What, Lord Tao, do you know this master?" He pointed to Wang Ping'an.

Tao Judong said, "Of course I know this, this is the new imperial physician order from our Imperial Medical Office. Wang Ping'an, Lord Wang!" While saying that, he pulled Wang Ping'an aside and whispered: "Mr. Ping'an, why did you come? We all thought you had come early!"

Wang Ping'an said: "Something happened halfway, and it took a while. Why are you here too? But are there patients in the mansion?"

Tao Judong sighed, looked left and right, and then said, "It was the young master of the Changsun family who was a little surprised. He couldn't say he was sick or had an evil spirit. Anyway, he just refused to wear clothes and could not touch them. He cried as soon as he touched them..." He told the whole story.

Changsun Wuji had a young son, who was not born to Mrs. Changsun. Once, Changsun Wuji didn't know whether he had drunk too much or what happened. Anyway, he made a maid in the family pregnant with a child. It was a taboo for the priest, and no one dared to say anything about this, but this child was sure that it was Changsun Wuji's. After the maid gave birth, she disappeared, and she didn't know whether she died or was sent away. Anyway, the child had no biological mother when she was born, and was raised by Mrs. Changsun himself, and she said that she was born. In order to prevent outsiders from talking, Mrs. Changsun was very spoiled to him, which was beyond her own children.

This child is only four years old this year. He is usually very naughty and likes to play in the garden. Three days ago, the child slept in the lotus pond in the garden for a nap. The weather was hot, so he wore shorts. It didn't matter if the child wore this. But when he woke up, he cried and refused to wear clothes. He kept saying that his body hurt and he didn't lie down and could only stand!

The Prime Minister's Mansion has a large population and there is a family doctor. The family doctor looked at the young master and said that he was not sick and had no illness. Changsun Wuji didn't take it seriously either. He was very busy all day long and did not have the mood to care about the children's crying. He simply thought he was disobedient. Isn't it normal for a child to cry and make trouble, so Mrs. Changsun didn't take it seriously. As soon as the child cried and slapped him a few times, he could make him honest for a while!

But two days passed, the child was still crying and refused to wear clothes, so he forced himself to put it on. He slapped his face several times. After a while, he took it down and then cried, and his throat became hoarse. The family doctor saw him several times and confirmed that the child was not sick!

If you are not sick and still make trouble like this, you are possessed by evil spirits!

While Changsun Wuji was not at home, Mrs. Changsun asked someone to invite a witch, danced a divine song, sang several divine songs, but she really caught the ghost. The ghost showed her true body on a piece of white paper, and was a red impermanent ghost! She caught the ghost who was causing trouble. In theory, everyone would be happy!

But the ghost caught it, and the child was still crying. Now the witch had no idea. Then she said that it was possible that it was more than just a ghost, but there might be a demon, a lotus demon. She did not have enough magic power and could not be subdued!

In anger, Mrs. Changsun asked someone to go to the Imperial Medical Office and let the Imperial Medical Office take a look. If she was sure that it was not a disease, she would invite a monk with profound magical powers to come and use the Diamond Sutra to drive away the evil demons!

When the Changsun family arrived at the Imperial Medical Office, Tao Judong was very happy. Wang Ping'an was going to go too. They could meet in the prime minister's mansion. Maybe after the treatment, they could go to have some wine together. Isn't that good!

But when they arrived at Changsun Mansion, they found that Wang Ping'an had not come yet. After they treated the young master, they found that the young master had no illness, but they cried a little severely, making their throats go bad. The imperial doctors were all treated, but they were not sick, so they could not see anything!

After talking about the causes and consequences, Tao Judong suddenly said, "Mr. Ping'an, I heard that you are good at catching monsters. You once caught a wooden monster or a banshee. Do you think that lotus monster should be a woman, right?"

Wang Ping'an glared at him and shouted, "Stop, don't talk nonsense!"
Chapter completed!