The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

"What, Fan Meijiao knocked down Mr. Mu's cousin, Uncle Mu? Are you sure you heard it right?" Mo Yan stared at Xue Tuanzi in disbelief, unable to believe her ears.

She didn't take any hallucinogenic drugs, so why did Fan Meijiao commit suicide?

Being questioned, Xue Tuanzi suddenly became furious and said loudly: "If I'm wrong, it's Xiao Bianmao'er who said it wrong. How could I have heard it wrong?"

The innocent little kingfisher shook its head smaller than a thumb towards Mo Yan to show that he was right.

"Uh, don't be angry, don't be angry. I just can't believe that Fan Meijiao would do such a thing. I don't believe you." Mo Yan quickly apologized to Xue Tuanzi. This guy's temper was getting louder and louder. Fried hair.

"Humph, I forgive you. I'm not as stingy as you, always holding on to my little mistakes!" Xue Tuanzi turned around proudly and pointed her butt (are you sure you have this?) towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan gritted her teeth and suddenly felt that she was too kind to Xue Tuanzi. Otherwise, how could this guy dare to bully her like a firecracker?

Sensing the murderous intent coming from behind, Xue Tuanzi quickly turned around and stared at Mo Yan warily: "You should think about what to do next. Fan Meijiao did such a scandal. Although she didn't succeed, the Mu family still won't If you let her go, it's very likely that you'll kill her directly."

It’s no wonder that Xue Tuanzi’s thoughts are so cruel, it’s just the way the Mu family behaves. This time, Fan Meijiao’s actions have touched the bottom line of the Mu family. In order to maintain the reputation of their century-old family, the Mu family cannot let her go.

This matter has to start when Fan Meijiao returns to her new house after marrying into the Mu family. But it was said that Fan Meijiao was sent to the new house, and Mu Erye, who had not been able to lift his hijab for a long time, sent someone to the kitchen to bring him a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup out of hunger and thirst. The soup was heavily spiced by the little kingfisher on the way, and she became horny not long after drinking it.

However, Second Master Mu never took this Xu Xian seriously. He didn't even bother to take off his hijab and went out to have fun. Fan Meijiao was so hungry and thirsty but couldn't wait for her husband. She ignored the maids' dissuasion and directly lifted her hijab, wearing a bright red suit, and ran to the outer courtyard to find Mr. Mu.

As a result, Mr. Mu didn't find him, but he met Mr. Mu after seeing off the guests.

At that time, Fan Meijiao had been tortured by desire and lost her mind. If she had not retained the last trace of clarity, she would have dragged the boy who was walking back and forth in the yard to the bed. But this trace of consciousness disappeared completely after seeing Uncle Mu, who had an extraordinary bearing and was somewhat similar to Second Master Mu. Amidst the screams of the maid and slave, she knocked down the exhausted Uncle Mu.

After Fan Meijiao was pulled away by the servants, Uncle Mu's coat was torn open, and there were several bright red lipstick marks on his face.

Anyone with eyes knows that Fan Meijiao with a rosy complexion is not normal, but the scene of her throwing down Uncle Mu was seen by many servants. No matter what the reason is, a bad reputation is a bad reputation. It is impossible for the Mu family to recognize this. A shameless daughter-in-law.

The Mu family is a prestigious family in the capital. If something like this happens, it is impossible to just let Fan Meijiao go back to her parents' home. Killing Fan Meijiao quietly is the Mu family's style!

No need to think about it, she knew that Fan Meijiao would not survive tonight.

Mo Yan didn't want Fan Meijiao to die so happily, otherwise she would have been killed countless times. Xue Tuanzi's question also hit her heart: "Tell the Zhao family and the Fan family that the Mu family wants to kill Fan Meijiao, and then also tell them that Mu Erye doesn't want to do anything and likes men. With Zhao The old woman loves Fan Meijiao so much that she will not just watch her die."

Upon hearing this, Xue Tuanzi gave Mo Yan a thumbs up in his heart: "Then go and make arrangements quickly. If the delay continues, the Zhao family and the Fan family will have to collect Fan Meijiao's body."

Mo Yan waved her hand and said thoughtfully: "Don't worry, I have made arrangements a long time ago. Maybe the Zhao family and the Fan family have already arrived at the Mu family."

Xue Tuanzi: "..." What else did you do behind my back?

As Mo Yan expected, at the critical moment when the Mu family was about to kill Fan Meijiao, the Zhao family and the Fan family stormed into the Mu family with their men.

Normally, Zhao Fengnian, who is good at scheming and maneuvering, would never dare to do this, but who gave the Mu family such a huge handle in his hands?

He didn't know how to get on the big ship of the Mu family, but he didn't expect that the two news that came one after another in the evening shocked him. He valued the benefits that this matter could bring him more than his niece's life or death.

Zhao Fengnian was not stupid and would not easily believe news from unknown sources, but what if the news was pecked out by a few woodpeckers on the wood in front of him?

When he saw the unconscious Fan Meijiao being dragged out like a dead dog, Zhao Fengnian knew that this time he would be able to take this opportunity to push the Zhao family to a new height. Therefore, the Mu family was about to count Fan Meijiao. When the charges were brought against him, Zhao Fengnian took a pre-emptive strike and directly revealed the scandal that the Mu family had covered up.

The Mu family couldn't figure out how Zhao Fengnian learned about this scandal. They only knew that if they insisted on killing Fan Meijiao, the news that the second master of the Mu family preferred to be masculine would spread throughout the capital without waiting until tomorrow. of streets and alleys.

Kill everyone in the Zhao family and Fan family? Don't be stupid. Zhao Fengnian dared to come and cause trouble openly. Wouldn't he have thought of this and made second-hand preparations? If he was really so short-sighted, it would have been impossible for him to reach the high position he has now in just over twenty years.

The Mu family wants face, the Zhao family wants profit, and Fan Meijiao becomes a fulcrum in the middle. Once the fulcrum shifts, the relationship between the two families will be out of balance, and no one will be left behind.

After a battle without gunpowder, the Mu and Zhao families finally reached an agreement: Fan Meijiao is the daughter-in-law of the Mu family, and the Mu family helps Zhao Fengnian to a higher level. In return, Zhao Fengnian must keep the secrets of the Mu family secret, and when needed Give convenience to the Mu family when visiting. The Mu and Zhao families have been helping each other since then, advancing and retreating together. Anyone who betrays his trust will be punished by God!

As for Fan Meijiao, who is trapped in the vortex of the Mu and Zhao families, no one cares about her happiness or not. Without the sympathy and love of her husband, she is hated by her husband's family, and even her uncle is no longer reliable. It is almost conceivable that she will be in the future. What a miserable life it will be.

However, all this has nothing to do with Mo Yan. After listening to the report of the little kingfisher with her eyes open, she fell into a deep sleep with ease. As for the Zhao family... Since it is still useful now, let's keep it for now. If we can follow the clues and find enough "good things" for the Mu family to confiscate and exterminate the family, that would be even better.

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Doctor Du looked at the ashamed female apprentice in front of him and was pleased: "Since you can no longer understand anything from this medical book, from today onwards, I will officially teach you Du's Nine Acupuncture. I hope you will be diligent and perseverant. We will carry forward Du's Nine Needles and benefit the people of Li."

Mo Yan's expression straightened and he said respectfully: "Yes, my disciple will follow the master's teachings and will not fall into the name of Du's 'Magic Needle'."

Having said this, she pointed to the Nine Needles of Du family on the table sheepishly and said: "Master, my disciple is stupid and cannot understand more. If my disciple cannot learn well, I hope that the master will give me more advice."

Old Doctor Du was stunned, and soon realized what his disciple had misunderstood. He couldn't help laughing, picked up Du's Nine Needles and asked: "Do you know how long you have been reading this book in detail?"

Mo Yan shook her head. She had never heard her master talk about it, and it wasn't written in the book. She could only guess that the longer she took the details, the better her qualifications would be. Of course, those who really knew nothing about it were excluded.

Old Doctor Du stopped laughing, with a look of nostalgia on his face: "When your master, oh, my master's father handed this book to me, he was five years older than you. Take this This book, my teacher secretly vowed to understand every acupuncture method in it. However, my teacher's qualifications were so poor that I couldn't understand anything after half a month, so I had to go to your teacher with the book. My master only said that if my master can master hundreds of acupuncture techniques, that will be his limit."

"ah?"

Mo Yan was incredible because this book had been in her hands for three full months. In the past three months, there was not a day that went by that she did not read it in detail. Everything she learned from it was written down one by one and bound into a booklet.

Thinking of this, she quickly took out the book and handed it to her master: "This is my apprentice's experience. I don't know if it is right or not. I hope my master can give me some advice."

Doctor Du's eyes lit up when he looked at the thick booklet, and he quickly reached out to take it. He couldn't help but sigh after reading it over and over: "It's not bad, it's better than when I was a teacher."

At the end, Doctor Du looked at Mo Yan with great joy. If my father were alive and knew that he had such a smart disciple, he would probably be extremely happy!

"Master, please don't praise your disciple like this, otherwise what will happen if your disciple becomes proud?" Knowing that he was not lacking in qualifications, Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and happily made wisecracks.

From the past few days, she could no longer understand anything in the medical books. She thought it was because her qualifications were dull. At that time, she was worried that she would not be able to learn Du's Nine Needles. Unexpectedly, her qualifications were actually good. It was great. !

"Haha, if you tell my teacher, will you be proud?" Old Doctor Du asked with a smile, but he knew in his heart that this disciple has a stable mind and may be proud, but he will never be complacent.

Mo Yan nodded heavily and said with bright eyes: "How can I not be proud of having the opportunity to learn such exquisite acupuncture? However, the most proud one is the ancestor who can create such powerful acupuncture. Law."

When Dr. Du heard this, he laughed again: "I don't know if you girl is proud of being a teacher, but it is true that your mouth is getting better and better at coaxing people."

Mo Yan was thick-skinned, and his expression did not change at all when his master teased him: "What my disciple said is the truth, not just from his mouth. Otherwise, where would I find a master as capable as you!"

"Ahem, you girl, you are teasing the master. Are there any rules?" Old Doctor Du was not so shy. He was immediately defeated and deliberately taught his disciple with a straight face.

Mo Yan stuck out her tongue and took two steps back, pretending to be scared. This pitiful look made Old Doctor Du laugh again.

The weather was getting colder and more people were sick than in other seasons. Master and apprentice didn't have much time to chat. After taking pulses and prescribing medicines for the patients in the hospital one by one, Dr. Du took the time to write down the medicine based on Mo Yan's sentiment booklet. Explaining the essence of Du's nine needles, these are the essence of Du's lineage passed down by word of mouth, and are not included in this medical book.

Mo Yan was like a sponge, trying hard to absorb everything Dr. Du explained. The master and the apprentice were obsessed with it, until their stomachs were empty and their eyes were so hungry that they realized that a long time had passed. When they opened the sky again, it was pitch black without any light.

After having dinner with her master at the hospital, Mo Yan declined the master's offer to take her home on the grounds that she would stay at her father's place. She huddled in the cold carriage, recalling everything her master taught her, and her mind became clearer and clearer.

When she had finished reminiscing about the past, she entered the space and talked to Xue Tuanzi: "My talent in the first life was probably not as good as this one. How much did I understand the Du Shi Nine Needles in that life?"

Xue Tuanzi joked: "Are you planning to compete with yourself?"

Mo Yan shook his head: "You are wrong. The first life is the first life, and this life is this life. Although both lives are me, they cannot be confused. I just want to set a small goal and surpass that life first."

Upon hearing this, Xue Tuanzi asked curiously: "Beyond the first life is a small goal, so what is your big goal?"

Mo Yan said with great enthusiasm: "Of course I stand on the shoulders of giants, create more exquisite acupuncture techniques, carry forward the Du's Nine Needles, and make Du's medical skills the Taishan Beidou of the Xinglin world, making the whole world tremble."

Xue Tuanzi yawned, squinted his eyes and said, "You really can't do the second grade, Saonian, you'd better go to bed!"

Mo Yan was hit hard and slapped Rouduanzi: "Sure enough, he is not his biological son!"

Xue Tuanzi rolled his eyes, jumped up to a tall fruit tree, and decided to ignore this useless owner who was infected by the little flower for a year.

In fact, a year in space is only one day in the outside world!

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Since starting to learn Du Shi Jiu Acupuncture, Mo Yan's life has become busy again. Every day after getting up early and having breakfast, I hurried to the carriage to go to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, he and Dr. Du would see the patients together. When encountering patients who were in serious condition and hoped to get better soon, Dr. Du would use Du's nine needles and explain each shot to Mo Yan who was watching from the sidelines. functions and techniques.

Mo Yan studied very seriously. Even though she couldn't do it herself in the medical clinic, every night when she went back, she would ask Xue Tuanzi to help her create a simulated human body. She would practice on the human body with the silver needles she bought.

At first, Xue Tuanzi marked every acupuncture point on the human body. After two days of practice, Mo Yan was able to accurately find every acupoint. After all, I had read a human body acupuncture point book before. Although there were no advanced medical equipment in this era, the acupuncture points marked in the human body book were not very accurate, but they were pretty close.

There is no doubt about Mo Yan's talent. She was able to achieve such achievements and accumulate supreme merit in her first life. There is room in this life and with the help of Xue Tuanzi, she believes that as long as she works hard, her achievements will be no better than those in her first life. A lifetime difference.

It is not easy to understand the thousands of changes of Du's Nine Needles. Even if you have space as a time cheat, it cannot be done overnight.

But even so, Mo Yan's progress shocked Dr. Du. Countless times, he was proud of his foresight and casually caught such a talented and intelligent apprentice. He became more and more attentive to teaching him, for fear that he would not be able to teach him. Shen destroyed this good seedling.

Before we know it, the winter months are here, one of the coldest months of the year. As long as the weather is clear and there is frost at night, thick ice will form on the banks of the ponds and rivers.

There are several puddles in the fields. In winter, there is very little water in them, and the deepest is no more than knee-deep. Once it freezes, the entire puddle will freeze solid, making it a favorite place for children to play in winter.

The tenth day of the winter lunar month is the day when the Mo family reunites.

Under the urging of their friends, Zhen'er and Yun Zhao drank the rice porridge without hesitation, took two buns each, and rushed out of the house to skate in the icy puddle at the urging of their father and sister.

There were no skates in this era. The so-called skating meant that one person squatted on the ground and was pulled by another standing person to run on the ice, or he was sitting on a small car similar to the sled in the previous life and was pulled by others.

This kind of car can only seat two people, and one person can pull it. Usually, three people take turns in groups.

"Oh, there are too many people here and the place is small. If you are not careful, you will bump into people. It is not fun at all. How about we change places?" A child named Danzi who was in the group with Zhen'er and Yun Zhao After being knocked over again, he touched his sore butt and suggested.

Zhen'er's eyes lit up: "Where to go?" He also felt that it was not enough to play here, and it would be more fun if the place was bigger.

Danzi pointed to the distance and said: "Go there, there is an ice puddle there. It's just a bit far away and not as big as here, but it's enough for the three of us to play."

Zhen'er frowned and glanced across the bustling ice: "But it's not interesting for just the three of us to play. Is there a bigger place? Let's divide half of the people here to play."

Danzi thought about it and thought so, but there were only a few ice puddles he knew, so he shook his head: "No more. This one is bigger than the one I just mentioned. Even the other small cars can't run away."

Yun Zhao on the side was just about to say that he would just play here for a while. At this time, a boy who was older than them came over: "Don't you want to play in a more spacious place? I know a good place and will take you there." How was it in the past?"

"Not so good!" Zhen'er's face turned cold and she said first, "If you want to go, you can go by yourself. We are not interested."

Yun Zhao and Danzi nodded in unison, their faces not looking good either.

The reason why the three children are so disliked is because this fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy with a runny nose is none other than Wang Cai, the third son of Sister-in-law Wang.

The reputation of the Wang family has long been ruined, and no one in the village wants to play with the Wang family's children. Usually, the brothers and sisters play by themselves. This ice puddle does not belong to anyone. If they want to come over and play, no one else can stop them.