The Record of Righteousness

The second year after the massacre of the entire Li Mansion, Wang Chou, relying on his uncle Wan Qing's relationship, was quickly promoted to the commander of the Jinyiwei North Pacification Division in just two years!

As a senior official in the Jinyiwei, he had not forgotten the bloody incident two years ago, but had a deeper hatred. However, all the clues he had collected in two years pointed to

But at this time, the Li Mansion was already dwindling, with only a dozen people, and Wang Chou was busy with official duties and only came back once a month.

Since her four children and her husband died, Li Changshou's widow, Lu, cried day and night. Sometimes she wanted to hang herself, but she still had a child in the world. Every time she wanted to commit suicide, she was persuaded by the maid to come back. Sometimes she would talk about going back to her hometown in Shandong and want to go back to her hometown.

But she had cried so much that she could not see anything even if she returned to her hometown.

The only time she was happy was when she celebrated her 44th birthday. Many people came that time. Her son put down his official duties and came. Even Wang Qing, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, came. Many people came to celebrate the birthday. It was very lively with adults and children gathered together, but it was so lively for three days and then it became quiet again.

This night in the second year of Zhengtong was half a month after Lu's birthday. This night she kept talking to her personal maid for a long time and cried a lot. She lay on the bed in the middle of the night and stopped moving.

But when she woke up, she called the maid Chunmei again but there was no response. There was a cold and strange feeling around!

"Chunmei?! Chunmei, where are you? Don't scare me. Where is this?"

Soon Lu panicked and groped around. A moment later, the door creaked not far away, and two big men came over and tied her to a wooden stake with a rope.

Lu was tied to a wooden pillar and said in panic:

"You, who are you?! Let me go!"

"Do you know who my son is? He is a high-ranking official of the Jinyiwei! I will never let you go!"

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After saying this, there was silence all around, no one replied, and the two big men seemed to have left. No matter how Lu struggled and howled, no one paid attention to her.

Soon, one of the men took a delicate knife and cut a small cut on Lu's arm. Soon, a bamboo tube full of blood was collected!

The other man was skilled in the technique. He took out the golden wound medicine and applied it to the wound, and bandaged it with a clean white cloth.

After the bleeding was done, the two men left silently, and then two young women came in and untied Lu.

As soon as Lu felt someone let her down, she immediately grabbed the sleeve of one of them tightly and asked questions in a panic.

But the two young women were either dumb or something. No matter what Lu asked, they didn't say a word. They only took care of Lu's daily life and never let her leave the room.

Lu gradually realized that someone had put her under house arrest.

In this way, the two men would come to bleed Lu every half a month. Even so, she had no shortage of food, clothing and shelter, and her daily meals were almost all big fish and meat.

The two maids also served her every day, and obeyed her in everything else, but they just refused to let her go secretly.

During this period, Wang Qiu sent people to find his mother like crazy, but he couldn't find any clues after searching for a long time. Since then, he has lost his appetite and soon came to Wan Qing for help.

But Wan Qing was out of character this time. He closed the door and told the servants that he had caught a cold and couldn't see anyone for the time being.

Wang Qiu returned empty-handed and could only return home in depression.

At this time, in a secret room in the Marquis of Jingzhong's mansion, the torches on both sides were crackling and burning, illuminating the entire secret room as if it were daytime.

In this secret room, there was a huge furnace, which was very different from the usual ones. It was snow-white and exuded an attractive luster. Its craftsmanship was even more ingenious!

Obviously, this furnace was made of silver!

Without nearly a million pure silver raw materials, it would be impossible to make such a furnace.

On the table next to it, countless strange-shaped herbs were listed, most of which were natural treasures and innate alchemy treasures that were invaluable!

While following the ancient book, Wan Qing threw those strange-shaped herbs into the furnace, and then poured in several bamboo tubes of black liquid!

A white smoke was floating above the furnace, and a huge fire was burning underneath, dyeing the bottom red. Wan Qing was wearing a plain robe, holding an ancient book in his hand, and quickly waving a cattail leaf fan to fan the fire with his other hand!

He stared at a pill warehouse above the furnace with anticipation, and his hand increased the speed of fanning from time to time. How could he look sick?

After about half an hour, the furnace suddenly trembled with a "bang"!

Wan Qing immediately showed joy, threw down the fan, and hurriedly opened the pill warehouse with a pair of very thick gloves!

A stream of hot air floated out, and suddenly there was a scarlet pill inside!

"It's done! It's done! Ahahahaha!"

Wan Qing held the pill in his hand and smelled it, and was overjoyed!

This smell is exactly the same as the pill he found in Bai's house that year! But the pill in his hand is more intense!

Don't underestimate this pill. To make it, it was all thanks to the guidance of that ancient book and countless silver dollars. Apart from the emperor, I'm afraid that only Wan Qing can make it!

After sighing, Wan Qing swallowed the pill directly, sat on the ground and began to refine it!

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