While vomiting outside, Huang Wang felt deeply apologetic: "I'm so sorry, Brother Zhao!"
The people in the room fell silent. They felt that Zhao Dajia was more depressed not because Huang Wang had vomited in front of him, but because Chuanwen had revealed his embarrassing secret again.
Crown Prince: Why don't we just kick this girl out?
Sigh, if Brother Dajia knew that Consort Zhao eloped with Su Xie, he would probably be even more depressed...
Zhao Dajia: I really am a failure. Even my daughter doesn't want me anymore. I'm really not suited to live! Why haven't I starved to death yet!
Seeing Zhao Dajia so dejected that his entire body turned ashen, everyone: ......
Marquis Changxing quickly bid farewell to everyone, "I suddenly remembered that I have some matters to attend to at home, so I must take my leave now!"
Everyone nodded quickly, "Let's go, let's go!"
"Grandfather, what's wrong?" Chuanwen was pulled outside by Marquis Changxing, full of questions. [I haven't even comforted Brother Dajia yet!]
That's wonderful! Your departure is the greatest comfort to him!
The crowd watched with unwavering resolve as Chuanwen departed.
Chuanyu followed behind, full of doubt. Before she could catch up, she heard Wenmei's voice coming from ahead, who was being hurriedly pulled along by her grandfather, "I heard that eating chili peppers can cure this disease. Shouldn't we give it a try?"
Then came the voice of the Marquis of Changxing: "We don't need to worry about that, we have Physician Yao here."
Chuan Yu quickly followed, and the room fell silent again as everyone's eyes turned to Physician Yao.
Suddenly faced with so many inquiring eyes, Physician Yao was a little flattered. He stroked his beard and said, "I have never encountered such a case before. However, when you are in a bad mood, there is indeed a saying about dietary therapy. You might as well give it a try."
The girl from the Changxing Marquis's family is very knowledgeable; what she said is probably correct.
With that thought in mind, the others quickly followed suit, bringing over a basket of bright red chili peppers, but no matter how they tried to persuade Zhao Dajia, he wouldn't eat them.
"If he won't eat it, we'll just have to stuff it in."
Physician Yao said after careful consideration, "Letting Zhao Dajia suffer a little is better than watching him starve to death."
So after being forced to eat half a basket of chili peppers, Zhao Dajia finally reacted—he cried from the spiciness! Zhao Dajia: I'll live on the spiciness, even if it kills me!
"Looks like this tactic won't work."
Doctor Yao shook his head. Although Zhao Dajia was responding and his eyes were no longer lifeless, they could still see the determination to cry out for death in his bloodshot eyes!
"How about trying to drown him?"
Everyone turned to look at Lord Wang, who had made the suggestion, their faces filled with disbelief. Your son has run off with someone's wife, and you want to drown her?!
When Lord Wang realized that everyone had misunderstood, he quickly explained, "The Ministry of Justice has a trick for interrogating prisoners: they strangle the prisoner and make him feel the fear of death, and he will confess everything."
Everyone looked at Lord Wang with even greater disbelief. They never expected this! Lord Wang, you were actually like this! You even tried to strangle Zhao Dajia!
Lord Wang: ......
There's a misunderstanding!
"What I mean is to let Brother Zhao experience the fear of near death. Maybe if he gets scared, he won't want to die anymore!"
"Oh, you should have said so earlier!"
They were so frightened that they almost dared not befriend the people from the Ministry of Justice.
"No need for the trouble of sinking it in a pond, just fill a tank with water."
"Imperial Physician Yao stroked his beard and said, and everyone started to get busy."
After a while, Zhao Dajia, whose face was covered in tears and snot from the spiciness, was put into a large vat filled with water.
Zhao Dajia: Okay, okay! Drowning is not a bad option either!
But Physician Yao, judging by the precise timing, realized that Zhao Dajia had reached his limit and quickly had someone pull him out.
Zhao Dajia was pulled out of the water vat with a whoosh. He was soaked to the bone, and when the wind blew, he shivered all over. Everyone who saw him couldn't help but wrap their clothes tighter around themselves.
It's still quite cold.
Lord Wang approached, his eyes full of concern. "Brother Zhao, do you find death too terrifying, and think it's better to be alive?"
Zhao Dajia's lips trembled, turning purple from the cold: "You...you can drown me...I...I don't deserve to live!"
The group looked at each other, and finally, Physician Yao tentatively suggested, "How about we try a few more times?"
Everyone nodded in agreement, and they dragged Zhao Dajia down and out several times, but instead of arousing his will to live, they tormented him until he was on the verge of death.
"Achoo!"
After Zhao Dajia was pulled up again, he sneezed violently, and the sneeze mixed with water sprayed all over Lord Wang's face.
"Looks like this trick won't work!"
Lord Wang wiped his face; he was at a loss.
"I still think we should try food therapy," the Crown Prince said, still thinking about it. He felt that Chuanwen knew a lot, and her methods would surely be of some use.
Although everyone believed in Chuanwen's extensive knowledge, they had just tried it, and the chili peppers didn't work.
“Since eating chili peppers won’t work, let’s try something else.” The Crown Prince thought for a moment and then said, “For example, Sichuan peppercorns, garlic, or tobacco leaves. They have strong flavors and might be able to stimulate Lord Zhao.”
Everyone looked at Physician Yao. Physician Yao hesitated for a moment, but he had no other choice. He figured he might as well eat it; it wasn't poisonous anyway, and even if it didn't cure him, it wouldn't cause any problems. So he nodded.
Soon, Zhao Dajia was exposed to all sorts of strange smells, and Guan Jia even ran two blocks to buy his favorite stinky tofu.
This kind of stinky tofu isn't the kind that's fried, pickled, and seasoned with various condiments. Instead, it's the kind where a piece of tofu is left to simmer in a jar until it's moldy and discolored for 49 minutes, then fished out of a rotten broth. The moment it appears, it fills half the room with its stench.
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