The mother is an enlightened person in the mortal world. Qin Liuxi expressed great admiration and readily complied with her requests, personally preparing a body-safe infertility dicine based on her physical condition, alongside addressing minor gynecological issues and a bottle of Yangrong Pills. Aunt Wan, who enjoys good food and drink without a care in the world, would undoubtedly grow younger and more comfortable among the concubines in the backyard.
Qin Liuxi prepared the dicine and asked Qi Huang to help brew it and send it over. She then left with Teng Zhao to visit Master Tang.
Mrs. Tang was overjoyed to see Qin Liuxi, warmly holding her hand, inquiring about her well-being and saying with sympathy, "I heard from Chun’er that your little female disciple has gone missing and there’s no news at all?"
Qin Liuxi responded with a hum.
Mrs. Tang sighed, "Do not be too sorrowful. While one is alive, there is always hope, and you will et again if fate allows."
"Let us hope so," Qin Liuxi said without wanting to say more, smiling lightly as she changed the subject: "Let see my teacher, how has he fallen ill? Is it a recurrence of the heart disease?"
Mrs. Tang appeared sowhat sorrowful and said, "It could be called a recurrence of heart disease but was rather due to a severe shock."
"Hmm?"
"His dear friend suddenly had an accident and passed away. You know him too, Yan Qishan." Mrs. Tang ntioned this with glistening eyes.
Qin Liuxi froze, standing still, full of astonishnt: "Mr. Yan is dead?"
This, how could it be, he didn’t have such a short-lived fate, even though his health was lacking, it could be adjusted, it was impossible for him to die prematurely.
"Things are unpredictable, don’t be too shocked. It was said that he was drinking with friends, and when he went to the toilet, he accidentally fell into the cesspool." Mrs. Tang wiped her eyes, feeling deeply saddened.
Regarding Yan Qishan’s death, not only Master Tang felt saddened and furious, but Mrs. Tang also found it sowhat difficult to accept.
Everyone faces death, naturally dying of old age, that’s a natural end, considered a fortunate death. Yet, with Yan Qishan dying at fifty years old, it’s an early death, but still lived to ’knowing the mandate of heaven’. His manner of death was too absurd.
Falling into a cesspool while drunk, it’s too far-fetched. Yan Qishan was a scholar and gentleman, yet he died in such a filthy manner, who wouldn’t find it hard to accept? Even he might not rest in peace, feeling as though his soul stinks.
Qin Liuxi’s expression looked particularly unpleasant.
Is life really impermanent?
Coming to Master Tang’s study, after he fell ill, he moved into the study to avoid spreading the sickness to his wife, as Qin Liuxi’s arrival was early notified, so now he wore a thin coat, leaning on the bedhead, seeing Qin Liuxi, who had lost weight, his brow furrowed.
"Sir." Qin Liuxi made a salute first, then sat on the round stool by the bed, looking at his pale complexion, frowned, "You’ve finished all the Heart Nourishing Pills I made for you before? Why is your complexion still like this?"
Master Tang sighed deeply, "This is a heart ailnt."
"One shouldn’t play with their health, your wife and others are all relying on you." Qin Liuxi took his hand, placed two fingers on it to check the pulse, finding his qi and blood seriously depleted, pulse slow yet urgent, liver fire rising fiercely, with seven emotions leading to depression, and under his eyelids were dark circles, showing he hadn’t had a good sleep in a long ti.
"You haven’t slept soundly any night these days? Your heart has issues previously, yet neglecting to nurture your health, and now added with liver depression transforming into fire, internal heat invading, your qi and blood depleted all of a sudden, it will take quite so ti to restore." Qin Liuxi said, "Though your relationship with Mr. Yan runs deep, mourning is fine, yet not to the point of harming your health, you’re not alone."
Master Tang imdiately red-eyed, choked, "Last year he was still fine, we just t, agreeing to compile a miscellaneous book of unorthodox knowledge together, the book hasn’t yet completed, yet he passed away, and in such a filthy manner, simply absurd! I knew he loved wine, but never thought he would one day die because of it, it’s too suffocating."
As he thought more and more, he felt increasingly distressed, unable to hold back, burst into tears.
Pity his misfortune.
Mrs. Tang also cried gently at the door.
Qin Liuxi didn’t try to console; venting out the depression within the heart is better than suppressing it.
Indeed, after a while of crying, Master Tang naturally ceased, seeing Qin Liuxi rely sitting by watching him cry, with a sowhat embarrassed old face, said, "Go, go, let clean my face before speaking."
Qin Liuxi retreated to the side, took pen and ink from the desk in the study, wrote a prescription, waited till the ink dried, Master Tang had already tidied up.
Qin Liuxi handed the prescription to Mrs. Tang to prepare the dicine and brew it, then said to Master Tang, "A good sleep helps restore energy; you’ve had restless sleep lately, making liver fire even more rampant, harming the body and liver, let perform acupuncture for you, after taking herbal dicine, have a good nap."
Master Tang cooperatively laid down.
Qin Liuxi looked towards Teng Zhao, the latter adeptly took out the silver needle bag, opened it, standing beside to assist, while adjusting so of Master Tang’s clothes.
Qin Liuxi located the acupuncture point and inserted the needle, while asking, "When did Mr. Yan pass away?"
Master Tang’s eyes dimd, voice deep, replied, "They say it was the end of March, drinking with friends tasting new wine, drank two more glasses, then fell."
"Are we sure it’s an accident? Those who could be friends with Mr. Yan are surely like-minded scholarly authors, usually frequent elegant places, yet those places, toilets are generally kept clean and tidy. To fall into a cesspool indeed sounds inconceivable."
Master Tang smiled bitterly, "Indeed, but his friend lives in a village, that village is filled with apricot trees, with apricot flowers blooming profusely, they went there to enjoy flowers and brew wine. This friend is from a farr-scholar family, with much farmland, the toilet is a separate outhouse, where wastes are retained for fertilizer purposes, he stood unstably and fell, when rescued, he was already gone."
Qin Liuxi inserted the last needle, took the wet handkerchief handed by Teng Zhao and wiped his hands, saying, "Even so, given he drank two more glasses, weren’t servants attending him by side, particularly supporting him when going to the toilet?"
Master Tang said, "The support is only until outside the toilet; the doctor said he drank causing blood stagnation blocking brain channels, montarily dizzy fell in."
"Yan family already investigated, confird it’s an accident?" Qin Liuxi asked with furrowed brows, "I previously observed his face, not the aspect of a short-lived person."
Master Tang was taken aback, said, "Could face change? Although Yan family found it unexpected, like you said, falling into a cesspool indeed inconceivable, they thoroughly investigated, and indeed concluded as an accident."
He looked externally without anyone, speaking in a lowered voice, "The reason for conviction also lies in their old ancestor explaining to Clan Chief Yan, affirming nobody ddled, just an accident; thus Yan family raised no questions, already held the funeral and buried."
Marquis of Wind also expressed it as an accident, then is it truly an accident?
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