When Jian Ning first saw Mr. Mo, Kong Yiji immediately came to her mind, except that Kong Yiji had less hair on his head. When they went there, he had already passed the day's frenzy and entered a period of silence. He sat at the desk with disheveled hair, half-closed his eyes, immersed in his own world, and his long gown was so dirty that the original color could not be seen.

When Mingyue Niang saw Jian Ning noticed Mr. Mo's long gown, she turned her head away with a blush on her face and started crying.

"Sister-in-law, Senior Brother." Mingyue stepped forward and bowed to Jian Ning and Ding Youtian. "Daddy refuses to change his clothes. Mother and I can't move him even if we work together. He even refuses to take off his shoes when he goes to bed. There's nothing we can do about this situation."

Jian Ning nodded. As soon as he entered the room, he knew that Mingyue Niang was a very clean person. Once she went crazy, her strength was beyond the reach of ordinary people. "I'll talk to the teacher first and see how he reacts."

"Master, I heard that you won the first place in the imperial examination, is that right?"

Jane Ning asked loudly in his ear.

Master Mo was like an old monk in meditation, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Master!" Jian Ning's voice rose an octave. "My husband, Ding Youtian, was once your student. He passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer!"

Master Mo still didn't react at all. Ding Youtian also stepped forward and bowed to him. No matter what they said, Master Mo seemed to be oblivious. Mingyue Niang shook her head with tears in her eyes, "It's useless. It's like he didn't hear anything I said at this time."

"Don't worry, Master's Wife." Jian Ning followed Ding Youtian in calling Master's Wife, then asked, "When do the Master's attacks usually occur? When are they the most severe?"

"It used to be the time when the Yin hour just arrived, but now it is the time when the Yin and Mao hours are changing."

Jian Ning asked Mingyue Niang to describe the details of the attack. After a moment of hesitation, she taught Mingyue Niang a method. Mingyue Niang asked with half-belief and half-doubt, "Does it really work?"

"Whether it works or not can only be known after trying it. Master, this is a case of great anger turning into great joy. Anger, joy, worry, worry, and fear are the five emotions, and the five emotions correspond to the five elements. Anger corresponds to wood, and joy corresponds to fire. When wood and fire meet, they are bound to burn. If the fire is too strong, people will go crazy if they can't bear it."

Ding Youtian said, "Oh," and said, "So it needs to be treated with fear. Fear corresponds to water in the Five Elements. Madam, do I understand this correctly?"

"Yes, that's right."

Jian Ning had seen this method in the medical book that Grandma Wu had given her. Yang Jinyu had copied the book and studied it daily, so he must have known this method as well. Therefore, Jian Ning told Mingyue Niang, "Just do as I say. If you're not sure, go to Puren Hall and ask Doctor Xiao Yang, my disciple, or ask Old Man Yang."

That night, Mingyue's mother hardened her heart and thought about how, because she was the wife of a master, everyone looked up to her when she went out. Now that Master Mo had become like this, she didn't dare to go out, fearing that the neighbors would point fingers at her, and that Mingyue would have no matchmakers come to propose marriage to her.

The more she thought about it, the more she hated him. What was the point of not getting the top spot? With so many talented scholars in the Yan Dynasty, it wasn't just one in a million, it was one in tens of thousands. So what did it matter if he passed or not? Their family was making ends meet; their lives were infinitely better than those of ordinary people!

Over the years, she had privately counseled Mr. Mo many times, but each time he had scolded her, saying, "What do women know?" She didn't understand, but she secretly worried that if her man continued like this, he would go insane sooner or later. Others didn't know, but she knew: her man usually spoke calmly, but in reality, he was almost going crazy with desire for high school!

A good family, but because of that obsession, now she and her daughter are restless. They can't even sleep well every night and are worried all day long. The more she thought about it, the more sad and angry she became. She couldn't help but swing her arms. When Mr. Mo was walking around the room shouting that he had graduated from high school, she gritted her teeth and rushed forward, slapping him hard in the face.

She almost fell down because she used too much force. Fortunately, Mingyue was waiting outside early. When she heard the noise, she went inside and grabbed her mother in time.

The mother and daughter turned their heads to look at Mr. Mo. After being slapped, his shouting stopped abruptly. He covered half of his face and looked as if he didn't know what was going on, with a look of surprise!

Mingyue and her mother looked at each other and cautiously called out, "Daddy?"

Master Mo stared at the two of them without saying a word, but his expression was obviously different from the past few days. Mingyue perked up and couldn't help but raise her voice and shout, "Daddy!"

"Why are you hitting me for no reason?" After a while, Master Mo asked in a hoarse voice.

Princess An Ning and her husband went to the academy, and the news that Master Mo's madness was cured spread quickly throughout Baisha Town and the surrounding villages like wings in just half a day.

"Madam is really good at this." Ding Youtian praised Jian Ning sincerely after hearing the letter.

"That's nothing, and it's not all my credit. The medical book my master gave me already records that this treatment can be done. And in our time and space, there was a scholar named Fan Jin in ancient times. After passing the imperial examination, he was so overjoyed that he went mad. It was his father-in-law who slapped him in the face and brought him back to consciousness."

"No, madam, I beg to differ from what you say. Ten fingers stretched out have different lengths, and not all disciples taught by the same master will be miraculous doctors. The same is true for academies. Not all students taught by the same teacher will pass the imperial examination. Even my mentor, if he took on a few more disciples, would not necessarily pass the imperial examination."

Jian Ning flicked her finger at his forehead and said, "You've drifted off. This is what you asked me to do. I'm here to remind you if you drift off."

Ding Youtian rubbed his forehead vigorously. "Who's floating? I was just joking with my wife just now. Even if there's a little floating, there's no need to use such force. It will definitely make me red. I'll go look in the mirror."

Seeing him actually go to the inner room to look in the mirror, Jian Ning couldn't help but feel guilty. He had indeed been a little too harsh on her just now. Just as she was trying to escape, he rushed out yelling, "No wonder you always say that women are the most vicious. Look at what you've done. You're as red as a monkey's butt. How am I going to go out and see people later? Eh..."

He seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "Sun Wukong's second disciple is Marshal Tianpeng. He's an immortal up there, so what am I?"

"I am a pig." Jane Ning blurted out.

"Yeah." Ding Youtian nodded. Jian Ning suddenly realized something and rushed over to hit him, but he grabbed her wrist and said, "Madam, have you forgotten that your husband knows the art of Qimen Dunjia? Are you expecting to suffer a little?"

As he spoke, he pulled his arm back and hugged Jian Ning in his arms, one hand touching her lower abdomen, "Xiaolu is almost one year old. Isn't your belly too disappointing? Hmm?"

As the last syllable of "hmm" fell, he kissed her earlobe, and Jane Ning felt a tingling sensation all over her body. It was broad daylight, and before she could decide whether to push him away, she heard Gao's voice coming from the yard outside.