Chapter 5 Master Shanhui

"Yesterday, the eldest lady fainted from heatstroke. She woke up from a dream and wrote down this prescription. Perhaps it's because of the bond between the eldest lady and Mr. Song that she dreamed of this."

Song Mingen stood up quickly, his expression excited: "Yu'er fainted from heatstroke? Is she feeling better now?"

"Sister Yu must be fine now. You are still injured and need to rest." Wen Can hurriedly pushed him to sit on the bed again.

Ji Wuchen said, "Don't worry, Master Song. When I arrived, the eldest lady was already awake. She was accompanied by the Madam. She should be up for breakfast by now."

Song Mingen felt a little relieved. Her mother had never liked Yu Jie'er and Wan Wan. If something really happened to him this time, what would happen to them?

"Afeng."

Zhang Feng: "Master, what are your instructions?"

"Pick it up quickly. We'll go back to the village after we finish the medicine."

"Absolutely not! You've been poisoned. You need to rest well. Not to mention that Lao Bai has to give you acupuncture every day. If you rush back like this, won't that just make them anxious and angry?"

Ji Wuchen widened his eyes when he heard this. Song Mingen's injury was not just an ordinary one, he was poisoned!

No wonder the young lady woke up from her dream and hurriedly advised: "The young lady asked me to send the prescription over in time. She hopes that you can recover before returning to see them."

Song Mingen raised his left hand and touched the gauze on his right shoulder. "Okay, I'll go back after the wound scabs over."

Bai Luoheng calculated the time and let Song Mingen drink the medicine before noon.

After drinking the medicine, Song Mingen felt sleepy and fell asleep.

"Old White, what's going on?"

Bai Luoheng felt the pulse and said, "It's okay. This prescription contains a sleeping ingredient. Brother, only if you sleep well can you get better quickly." Then he took out the golden needles and gave Song Mingen acupuncture according to the acupoints on the prescription.

Wen Can saw this and looked puzzled. "Can Sister Yu'er's method really restore Big Brother's right hand to its original state within seven days?"

"That's right."

"So Sister Yu's medical skills are now better than yours."

Bai Luoheng finished the acupuncture with a proud smile on his face, "I'm very happy to see my little disciple surpass me as their master."

Wen Can raised an eyebrow. "I remember that it was you who insisted that Sister Yu learn from you. It seems that she didn't accept you as her master."

Bai Luoheng: …

He really didn't want to talk to Wen Can.

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Jiang Yunwan and Song Yu had just finished breakfast in the temple when Caiwei came to the temple and told the mother and daughter what had happened in the Song family yesterday.

Song Minglang had asked his mother-in-law for money repeatedly in the name of Song Rui before.

My mother-in-law is a miser who only takes in money and never spends out.

Every time she cried in front of Ming'en and asked Ming'en to find a way to get money for Song Minglang.

In addition to the money earned from the county tea shop, the eldest wife's money also includes the money earned by Ming'en as a lawyer, and a portion of this money has to be given to his mother-in-law.

They also received a large amount of money in private. The reason why Song Mingen did this was that when Song Mingen reached the age of marriage, his mother-in-law was reluctant to spend money to help him get married, which hurt her heart.

At the beginning, Song Mingen handed over all the money he earned to Old Madam Song and never kept it for himself.

The most important reason is that he already has a wife and daughter, and he can't be foolish enough to hand over all the money. After a hundred years, they will divide the family property after Old Lady Song passes away.

You can't let him, as the eldest brother, always support his younger brothers and a large family, right?

He usually asked for two or three hundred taels, but now Song Minglang is becoming more and more shameless, and even asked Ming'en to borrow money from Wen Can to open a few more shops in the county!

If she didn't know about Yu'er's predictive dream, she would just grumble and complain to Song Mingen, but in the end she would still compromise and give Song Minglang the money.

Now that is absolutely impossible!

"Caiwei, I understand. Let's pack up and go back to the village."

"Mother, I don't want to go back to the village. I will go back after father comes back." Song Yu couldn't guarantee that she could hide her emotions in front of Chen Chunhua, Cui Shi, and Song Minglang. When she saw them, she wanted to kill them with a knife.

Jiang Yunwan looked at the hatred that flashed across her eyes and felt distressed. "Okay, then you stay in the temple and wait for your father to come back."

After Jiang Yunwan left, Song Yu entered the inner room and quickly bolted the door.

Song Yu came to the dressing table and pushed it to the left, revealing a large wooden board. He pulled the board apart, revealing a pattern similar to a combination lock with a slap mark printed on it.

Song Yu stretched out his right hand and pressed lightly upwards, and the wall moved to both sides, revealing a large iron box half a person's height.

Song Yu opened the box, took out a few silver bills, a handful of silver ingots, and a string of copper coins, and stuffed them into his purse.

When closing the box, his eyes accidentally fell on a stack of indentures in the corner.

Song Yu picked it up and took a look at it, and couldn't help pursing her lips. It was because Chen Chunhua was reluctant to pay money to the servants that her father did not give the servants' indentures to Chen Chunhua.

If one day Chen Chunhua has no one to serve her, I wonder if she will be able to get used to it?

She had such a good father who allowed Chen Chunhua, an ignorant village woman, to live the life of an old lady from a wealthy family. Yet, she was still not satisfied and even allowed her two children to harm their father!

In their previous life, their mother did not tell them that their grandfather was a Grand Tutor, she only said that their grandfather was a teacher in the capital.

The Jiang family has helped Song Rui and his cousin Wu Han.

Song Mingzhu has been an official's wife in the capital for so many years. Although she is the wife of a fifth-rank official, she is good at scheming.

Doesn't she know that to be able to teach in the capital, one must have extraordinary connections?

A normal person would first find out the status of his mother's family upon arriving in the capital, and then consider whether to curry favor with them or not.

He actually killed the entire family of three on the way back to Beijing!

And why bother to cut her face?

Song Yu touched her face as she thought about this. Was Song Mingzhu jealous of her beauty and wanted to destroy her face before she died?

Similar stories are also told in storybooks, but in these storybooks, the most common examples are scratching the face with a hairpin or disfiguring the face with poison.

Song Mingzhu's methods are even more cruel than those in the storybooks!

The more Song Yu thought about it, the stronger his resentment became.

What is the truth? Only by going to the capital can we know.

Song Yu had no place to vent his inner resentment, so he patted his chest and went to the various halls of the temple to kneel down and worship the Buddha devoutly, which relieved his anger.

After calming down, Song Yu knocked on the door of Master Shanhui's meditation room.

Master Shanhui's slightly raised brows froze the moment Song Yu came in, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Yesterday he sensed that the village chief's family was going to die, and wanted to hint it to his young apprentice Song Yu, but the young apprentice suddenly suffered from heatstroke and fainted in front of him.

When he left yesterday, there was still a black mist covering the little disciple's eyebrows.

At this moment, the black fog dissipated and purple air surrounded him.

Did he see it wrong? Sensing can't be wrong!

"Master." Song Yu bowed respectfully. "Thanks to your timely intervention yesterday, I was able to recover so quickly."

"My little disciple," Master Shanhui said with a kind smile, "of course it's timely. You suddenly fainted and scared me. Please sit down and talk."

"Thank you, Master."

Song Yu sat down and poured a cup of herbal tea and handed it to Master Shanhui, "Master, have some tea."

"Why didn't you go back to the village with your mother?" Master Shanhui sipped his tea and sensed the changes in Song Yu.

"My disciple hasn't fully recovered yet and doesn't want to return to the village. What did you want to tell me yesterday?"

Master Shanhui sensed that there was a chance of survival for the family of three, but they still insisted on heading north to the capital.

Life in Beijing was not so smooth.

"Master observes that you will be traveling north soon. On the way, you will save someone who will be a benefactor in your life."

Song Yu was a little surprised. Her master in her previous life told her not to go north, saying that it would be very dangerous.

Yes, if they had not gone to the capital in their previous life, Song Mingzhu might not have killed them.

It seems that she was reborn and something had changed.

"Oh?" Song Yu was suspicious. "Why would I go north?"

"Master will not be wrong. After your father returns, you will consider going north to the capital. The people in the capital are treacherous, especially those close to you."

He couldn't say it directly, because even if he did, Song Yu wouldn't believe it.

Song Mingen would not believe it even more.

After all, Song Mingen treats Song Mingzhu like the apple of his eye.

Now that the family of three is no longer in danger of death, he has no need to worry.

"People are evil?"

"Yes, not everyone is as honest and kind as the villagers of Wushuang Village. The world outside of Wushuang Village is vast, filled with tigers, wolves, lions, vipers, snakes, and scorpions. People's hearts are also very complicated. You must not have the intention to harm others outside, but you must be on guard against them, especially those you trust. After all, those who can hurt you are those you know and trust."

"Master, I know your predictions are always accurate. Although I don't know if I will go north, Master, don't worry. If I do, I will definitely protect myself."

Song Yu left half an incense stick later and rushed to Piaomiao Peak, which was two hills away from Wushuang Temple.

At the foot of Piaomiao Peak is the hot spring villa opened in the name of the Wen family.

Bai Lan saw Song Yu coming back and quickly stepped forward to greet her, "Miss, why are you back so soon? Aren't you going to stay in the village for a few days?"

Song Yu recalled the scene in his previous life where Bai Lan was shot through the heart by Song Rui, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Bai Lan was so scared that she helped Song Yu sit down and handed her a cup of cold tea.

"I'm fine, I just came in a hurry. I'll be fine after sitting for a while."

Song Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the herbal tea in his hand. Now that he had returned to this world, he must protect the people around him.

The reason why he was killed in the previous life was because he was completely defenseless.

"Bai Lan, ask Ah Si to prepare the car immediately. We are going on a long journey now."

"Ah? Oh." Bai Lan realized that something had changed about her young lady after not seeing her for a day, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Without thinking too much about it, she quickly went to look for Ah Si.

Song Yu went to the backyard pharmacy, which was filled with various medicinal herbs and pills. He selected a few herbs, four bottles of pills, and prepared some medicinal powder before leaving the pharmacy.

On the other side, Jiang Yunwan returned to the Song family and went back to her room to get half a tael of silver before going to see Chen Chunhua.

"Madam, the eldest lady is here."

Chen Chunhua slowly sat up from the couch, "Madam Wen, let her wait in the yard. My clothes are soaked with sweat. Please let her in after I change into new ones."

Nanny Wen frowned slightly. "How is it wet? I changed it this morning. It's dry!"

"Good old lady."