The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 313 A Seemingly Useless Genius

Zeng Jichuan and Shen Qinghe walked out of the Wanshipu shop and out of the alley. He couldn't hold back any longer and stared at the person next to him. He said with a dark face, "If you want to laugh, then laugh. If you hold it in, you'll suffer from blood deficiency."

Shen Qinghe burst into laughter, bent over and pointed at him, unable to utter a single word.

Zeng Jichuan's face grew darker and darker, but he quickly came to terms with it. It wasn't that he had been promiscuous outside that caused the loss of his vital essence; it was because his political enemies had attacked him and he hadn't been able to recover from the damage.

His ailments are all part of his achievements, humph!

Just thinking about how the young girl described his physical symptoms without any shyness or blush made his old face burn.

An ordinary doctor wouldn't be so shameful, but this is a young girl who hasn't even reached marriageable age yet. How could she be so bold and shameless? Is it that a Taoist should be so unconventional?
To be fair, Lang Jiuchuan's honesty was both shameful and reassuring, proving that she wasn't talking nonsense and that she really had some skills.

She is so young.

Zeng Jichuan touched the prescription in his sleeve. Although he had agreed, he still needed to investigate.

The carriage stopped in front of the two of them. Zeng Jichuan got on first, followed by Shen Qinghe, who was still smiling. He said, "Don't take it to heart with the young girl. Although I haven't known her for very long, she's a sincere and honest girl with real skills. She's much better than those arrogant members of the Xuan Clan."

Zeng Jichuan glanced at him: "Since it's already decided to let her treat this eye disease, how dare I argue with her? Shouldn't I treat her like royalty? Why worry about things that don't concern me?"

Shen Qinghe chuckled awkwardly, "Isn't it because I was afraid you'd get angry? After all, they hit a nerve with you!"

Zeng Jichuan kicked him and said, "Get out!" He didn't know what he was thinking, but he said, "I don't have many children, but my son is very capable and has given me seven grandchildren. What about you? You haven't even had a sip of tea with your daughter-in-law yet!"

Shen Qinghe: "!"

That's not fair!

Zeng Jichuan sneered, "Come on, let's hurt each other!"

He lifted the curtain and looked outside, only to be met with a round face. He froze, his hand trembling.

Outside the carriage, a sachet was hanging. A dead man with a large bedsore on his face was hanging on the carriage roof, constantly inhaling the scent emanating from the sachet. It was top-quality sandalwood. But before he knew it, the curtain was pulled open, and he and Zeng Jichuan made eye contact.

The man with the round face was stunned. He let out a strange howl and drifted away, exuding a strong aura of officialdom and righteousness.

Zeng Jichuan looked dazed.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qinghe asked, seeing his sudden change in demeanor.

Zeng Jichuan reached for the teacup with trembling hands: "It's nothing."

Shen Qinghe had investigated cases at the Dali Temple for many years. Seeing his condition and recalling what Lang Jiuchuan had said about being able to see both the living and the dead, he immediately understood and asked with a curious look, "What's wrong? Have you seen a ghost?"

Zeng Jichuan's hand trembled again, but he pretended to be calm: "I've seen it, so it's nothing special."

Shen Qinghe scoffed, "Look at you, so capable! If your hand doesn't shake, you've really fooled me!"

"Don't take that amulet off your person. You'll always see it when you're down on your luck, and maybe some blind ghosts will try to possess you." Shen Qinghe reminded him, "In short, with the amulet on you, they'll be the only ones who fear you. By the way, I heard from Xiao Jiu that the official seal also has its own protective energy and can be used as an amulet. You can carry it with you too."

Zeng Jichuan felt a chill and nodded. That dead ghost was even more frightened than he was.

Shen Qinghe quickly got out of the car and went somewhere else. Zeng Jichuan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the car wall, closed his eyes to rest, and even rubbed his chest. He had really been frightened just now.

He touched the space between his eyebrows and chuckled. So this is what yin-yang eyes are like. Back at the Zeng residence, he summoned his trusted steward and the family physician. He first had the physician examine the prescription written by Lang Jiuchuan, and then ordered the steward to investigate Lang Jiuchuan's background.

The steward responded and left.

The physician, who had served Zeng Jichuan for many years, excitedly asked while holding the prescription, "Sir, where did you get this prescription? It's excellent. Although the medicines used are bold and precious, they are very suitable for your current health condition."

Zeng Jichuan then said, "Then prepare the medicine according to this prescription. I will drink it for a few days. In addition, go to the Ou family and ask Ou Yuanzheng for a design of the instrument for performing the Golden Needle Exorcism Technique. Make a new one according to the design, using the best materials."

Upon hearing this, the physician exclaimed in surprise, "Your Excellency has found someone who can perform acupuncture to remove your obstruction?" He then looked at the prescription in his hand: "Is this the person who wrote this prescription?"

Seeing Zeng Jichuan nod, he asked again who it was.

Zeng Jichuan was also somewhat at a loss for words, saying, "You might not believe it if I told you."

"?"

"She's a seemingly useless young girl who knows Taoist mystical arts."

The physician: "..."

Is the adult being driven crazy by this eye disease? Otherwise, why would they suddenly have the courage to take a gamble?
Zeng Jichuan may have felt that he was going crazy, but when he looked at the vibrant colors around him with his Yin-Yang eyes, he became greedy and he was unwilling and unable to look at anything in this world anymore.

If he's really blind, then he can ask various esoteric practitioners to open his yin-yang eyes; that should work, right?

If there were any people from the Xuanmen sect here, they would probably be furious. What's the difference between opening the Yin-Yang Eye and opening the Heavenly Eye? You can't just open it whenever you want, and you have to maintain it. Do you think this art of divination is as simple as casting a spell?

Opening a Yin Eye consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and there's no guarantee of success.

That night, Zeng Jichuan obtained detailed information about Lang Jiuchuan from his trusted steward. After reviewing the information about the Lang family members, he focused his attention on Lang Jiuchuan.

The steward explained that the Ninth Miss had been raised on the estate. Originally, she was fine with the old lady's company, but after she turned eleven or twelve, she was completely left to her own devices. The servants on the estate didn't really care for her, and the people serving her on the estate didn't know what she was learning.

In other words, who she learned all these skills from is a mystery; no one but herself knows.

The steward continued, "I heard that she often goes to the neighboring estate, which is Princess Huicheng's dowry estate. Her young lady recuperates there, and Miss Langjiu has become her playmate. This old servant wonders if going there to play is just an excuse, and that she is actually learning Taoist arts from some wandering Taoist?"

Zeng Jichuan pondered to himself, "That's not impossible. Otherwise, how could a young girl like her know all this? She couldn't have just unlocked her full potential without any teacher, could she?"

She was originally a noble lady from a marquis's family. If she were discovered learning these things, she would definitely be pointed at and gossiped about. It was quite possible that she would learn them secretly.

“If that’s the case, then she’s a born genius with a natural talent for Taoism!” Zeng Jichuan muttered to himself, touching his brows.

If she weren't a genius, how could she have reached this level at her age?

"Send a cartload of medicinal herbs to Wanshipu. Send a quick-witted person to see what she needs and carry out her orders." Zeng Jichuan said to the manager, "I have already instructed Dr. Qi to make the tools for the acupuncture treatment. You should also go and check on them to make sure everything is in order."

The trusted steward hesitated and said, "Sir, shall we inquire about other renowned doctors?"

Zeng Jichuan shook his head: "Let's leave it at that. I can't keep waiting indefinitely. So many people are hoping I go blind. Since I've met her, it must be fate. As she said, how bad can my eyes get?"

(End of this chapter)