Chapter 255 The Master Deceiver Doctor Makes His Debut
The Golden Crow fled in disarray, but Yang Jiao didn't care. After all, it was his sun, and it couldn't shine on others.
After straightening his clothes, Yang Jiao raised the cloth banner and slowly walked towards Chentang Pass.
That day, after comforting his wife who was still grieving the loss of her son, an exhausted Li Jing was handling affairs in the mansion when he suddenly heard that a miracle doctor who claimed to cure all diseases had arrived in Chentang Pass.
He was startled. Having guarded Chentang Pass for many years, he knew that evil spirits often used such methods to bewitch the people.
The common people are honest and simple; if they are deceived by demons, they will not only lose money but may also endanger their lives. With this in mind, Li Jing dared not delay and immediately got up to go to the market to investigate.
Upon arriving at the market, Li Jing noticed a group of people quietly gathered around a stall.
He was puzzled, so he went closer and saw a man with an outstanding appearance sitting in front of the stall, intently taking pulses for the people.
The man looked quite young, but strangely, the eyes of the people around him were full of trust.
Looking at the banner erected next to the stall, the words "Saving all living beings and curing all diseases" were particularly glaring. Li Jing didn't believe in such miraculous medical skills from the bottom of his heart.
Although he couldn't detect any demonic aura from the man, Li Jing remained wary and silently joined the queue, intending to investigate under the guise of seeking medical advice.
While waiting in line, Li Jing secretly observed the so-called miracle doctor. Seeing that the doctor did not recommend any strange medicines to the people, and that the prescriptions he wrote seemed reasonable, and that he did not do anything strange, Li Jing relaxed a little.
His gaze was clear and honest, not like a bad person, just a bit young and a bit arrogant.
Li Jing secretly resolved that once he found out the truth, if the medical skills were mediocre but harmless, he would advise him to study diligently and put away the banner; if the man was indeed a promising young talent, he could recommend him to Chaoge.
Of course, if someone truly harbors ill intentions, he will show no mercy!
Li Jing slowly sat down at the consultation stall, his gaze fixed on the man in front of him.
Yang Jiao remained calm and asked gently, "Where do you feel unwell, sir?"
Li Jing narrowed his eyes, deliberately making things difficult for me: "I just feel uncomfortable all over, but I can't say exactly where it hurts. I've heard that you, young doctor, can cure all diseases, so you must be able to figure out what's wrong with me."
Yang Jiao's lips curled into a meaningful smile, then he slowly reached out and placed his hand on Li Jing's pulse. After a moment, he said leisurely, "I know what illness you have, Li."
"Oh? What kind of illness is it?"
Yang Jiao remained calm, looked directly into Li Jing's eyes, and said, word by word, "It's a heartache. With a son as audacious as Nezha, even if he has committed suicide to atone for his sins, how could General Li not have a heartache?"
Li Jing's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that not only had his identity been exposed, but the other party also knew so much. His face immediately darkened, and he demanded, "Just who are you?"
Yang Jiao replied calmly and respectfully, "I am just a humble doctor. But mental illness is also an illness, and it is within my scope of treatment. It just depends on whether General Li wants to treat it."
A flicker of hesitation crossed Li Jing's eyes, but the desire to probe Yang Jiao's background ultimately prevailed, and he quickly regained his resolve, asking cooperatively, "Then tell me, how should this illness be treated?"
“A heart ailment isn’t a serious illness, but it’s difficult to cure it completely,” Yang Jiao said slowly, completely unconcerned about Li Jing’s expression. “In my opinion, General Li is a loyal and upright man…”
Seeing Li Jing's slightly softened expression, Yang Jiao abruptly changed the subject, delivering a scathing remark: "Loyalty bordering on stubbornness, uprightness bordering on blind loyalty, you're not a bad person externally, but internally..."
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Li Jing's face turned completely gloomy.
Yang Jiao's brows relaxed, and he smiled gently: "I won't comment further. Everyone has their own ambitions. Since General Li pursues the greater good, he must find Nezha's existence a thorn in his side. The matter in the East Sea has caused quite a stir. No matter how far away Chen Tang Pass is, the news will eventually reach Chaoge. At that time..."
Li Jing's expression turned grim after his thoughts were exposed. Nezha had committed suicide, but the lingering problems remained unresolved. In this era where gods resided high in the heavens and demons roamed the wilderness, Li Jing was well aware of the immense sin that offending the East Sea and the Heavenly Court would incur.
Even if Nezha was the only one who did this, and even if he paid the price with his life, the upper class wouldn't bother to investigate the reasons, and King Zhou certainly wouldn't either. As Nezha's father, he would inevitably be implicated.
"Whose side are you on?"
At this moment, Li Jing no longer viewed Yang Jiao as an unknown figure, but as a political figure observing the court.
Yang Jiao shook his head: "I'm just a traveling doctor."
But clearly, Li Jing didn't believe it, and of course, Yang Jiao didn't care either.
"Since...we've met by chance, I'll come up with an idea for General Li to cure his mental anguish?"
Yang Jiao drew out his words, but didn't clarify who he was destined to be with. Li Jing's attention wasn't on that either; he frowned and slowly nodded.
Unbeknownst to them, a banner on one side was fluttering slightly without any wind.
"Although Nezha is dead, who doesn't know that he was your son, Li Jing? If you don't want to be implicated, then you should sever your father-son relationship."
Upon hearing this, Li Jing pursed his lips and looked up at Yang Jiao, a complex mix of emotions flashing across his eyes—perhaps a pang of pity for Nezha. But soon, only a resolute unwillingness to be implicated remained.
"But Nezha is already dead..."
“It is precisely because Nezha is dead, leaving behind his flesh and blood, that your father-son bond is severed. It is only natural for you to sever this relationship now. Who can criticize you?”
Of course, he doesn't care what others think or do.
Yang Jiao only spoke halfway through his sentence. Whether Li Jing could have foreseen this outcome was up to him. He was there to deceive people, not to truly cure their illnesses.
"Open the ancestral hall, remove the family genealogy, seize the Li surname, and proclaim it to the world," Yang Jiao slowly recounted to Li Jing, ignoring his unpleasant expression. Who knew if he was truly reluctant or worried about losing face? "These aren't difficult, are they? You know the reasons very well. Anyway, isn't this how you persuaded Nezha to commit suicide? It's just that it has to be turned into a proclamation. I think you can do it."
Li Jing remained silent for a moment, then looked at Yang Jiao: "Who exactly are you? Why are you helping me?"
Yang Jiao raised an eyebrow: "I'm a doctor, and you're a patient. It's only natural for a doctor to treat a patient. Besides, isn't it... fate that brought us together?"
Li Jing didn't ask any more questions, nor did he say whether it was good or bad. He sat for a while longer, then turned and left.
With the banners fluttering, Yang Jiao slowly got up and started tidying up his stall, muttering to himself as he did so: "Don't worry, he'll do it. I'm good at forming bonds, and severing them is no problem for me either. Don't worry."
He patted the restless dragon-shaped bracelet on his wrist. "Big brother doesn't laugh at second brother. His father is no good. Your father didn't say he was looking for you either."
"Let's go find some ingredients. I think lotus root is good. You're a bit naive, so I'll give you some tonic. What do you think?"
There was no wind, but the banners were almost standing upright.
"Silence means you agree."
The banners fluttered and rustled.
"You're so excited, I knew you'd like it..."
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