A little devil has arrived at the Marquis's mansion, and all the powerful officials in the cour

"Can my uncle rescue my martial uncle?"

At the Marquis's residence, Su Tang served medicine to the old man in black robes, her small hands burning red from the heat, but she dared not utter a sound.

The old man in black robes immediately cast a divination. His brows furrowed, and the divination indicated that things would not go smoothly and that there would be significant obstacles.

"After all this time, you still haven't learned fortune telling?" The old man in black robes vented his anger on Su Tang, took the medicine and drank it all in one gulp, then slammed the bowl on the ground, staring at her with a sinister look in his eyes.

Su Tang shrank back in fright and said timidly, "Tangtang has been trying very hard to learn, but I can't understand those Sanskrit words."

She couldn't hold back her tears and sobbed softly.

"Useless!" the old man in black robes sneered. "Renbao is about your age, isn't she? She not only knows medicine but also fortune telling. What can you do besides cry?"

Su Tang lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her small hands, a deep sense of resentment welling up inside her.

Compal! It's all Compal's fault!

"Master, please don't be angry. I will try my best." Su Tang held back her tears.

The old man in black robes exhaled a sigh of frustration: "Go and plead with Madam Pei to release your martial uncle from the Dali Temple."

"But Mother no longer recognizes me," Su Tang swallowed, mustering her courage to say.

The old man in the black robe stared at her without saying a word.

Su Tang nodded hurriedly: "Tangtang understands."

She went to find Old Madam Su, crying.

"Oh dear, what's wrong?" Old Madam Su, sitting in her wheelchair, touched Su Tang's rough hands, and her face stiffened.

The servants in the manor have all been dismissed, and she still has to use a wheelchair. Su Chengxiao never lifts a finger, and the old man in the black robe is a distinguished guest.

It can only be Su Tang who does it.

Su Tang explained the old man in black robes' request and said pitifully, "Grandmother, please come with me to ask Mother for help."

Madam Su was stunned. She was supposed to ask Pei Yuru for help? It would indeed be difficult to save face like that.

"It's probably no use me going," sighed Madam Su.

Su Tang's heart tightened, and tears welled up in her eyes: "If we can't get her to help us, Master will stop caring about us."

Madam Su was shocked and paled. This was unacceptable! The Marquis's mansion had relied on his advice to swindle a thousand taels from Qin Zhenzhen.

Su Chengxiao gave her two hundred taels of silver, enough to support her medicine for a long time.

"Grandmother will accompany you," said Madam Su in a deep voice.

On the other hand, things were not going smoothly, just as the old man in black robes had predicted.

Su Chengxiao crept along the corner of the Dali Temple wall, trying to sneak in, but he failed several times.

"Why is this wall so high!" Su Chengxiao struggled to get a grip on the wall, panting heavily, and prepared to push himself up with his hands.

Something suddenly grabbed my calf.

"Stop pulling." Su Chengxiao pushed upwards with all his might, but didn't budge.

He slowly lowered his head and met Renbao's dark, bright eyes.

Behind her were the officials of the Dali Temple, their faces stern as they stared at him.

"Renbao, I'm your uncle, let go!" Su Chengxiao felt ashamed and tried to reason with Renbao in a muffled voice.

With a tug from Renbao's little hand, Su Chengxiao instantly felt dizzy. He was like a rolling pin in Renbao's hand, spinning several times in the air before being thrown to the ground face up.

Renbao showed no sign of strain, pointing her little finger at Su Chengxiao: "What mischief is that heartless uncle up to now? I caught him red-handed!"

The officials watching stood there dumbfounded.

The judge exclaimed in surprise, "Renbao is only three years old, yet he can easily lift an adult man in his hands. His strength is probably only comparable to that of a veteran general!"

"He's incredibly strong! Even if Renbao didn't become a little exorcist, with just that strength alone, she could grow up to be a female general!"

"As expected of Lord Su's daughter, she has surpassed her master."

Surrounded by their praise, Renbao's chubby cheeks flushed a light pink. She glanced up at the constable and asked, "Uncle, what is a female general?"

The constable, beaming with delight at being called out, squatted down and said softly, "In Da Yong, women can also join the army. A woman who can become a general must be one of the most capable and valiant soldiers!"

"Wow!" Renbao exclaimed with great anticipation, patting her little chest. "I'm so brave!"

The officials were amused.

The judge glanced at Su Chengxiao, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and said to the constable, "Take him in."

Su Chengxiao was carelessly thrown on the ground.

"Ouch!" He cried out in pain, feeling immense humiliation. A bunch of bullying dogs!

If his position as heir apparent hadn't been revoked, would they still dare to treat him like this?

"I am your Lord Su's own elder brother!" Su Chengxiao gritted his teeth.

Su Xuance arrived at the main hall at this moment: "I have severed ties with the Marquis's mansion, do not try to claim kinship with me."

"Daddy! It was me who caught that heartless uncle!" Renbao ran towards Su Xuance as soon as he saw him enter the house.

Su Xuance squatted down, picked her up, and gently stroked her little nose with his index finger: "Renbao is so amazing."

"Your legs!" Su Chengxiao looked up and saw Su Xuance carrying Renbao, walking normally with his legs, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Su Xuance took the main seat and smiled slightly: "As you can see, you've fully recovered."

"How could that be! Your legs are clearly beyond repair, even Hua Tuo reincarnated..." Su Chengxiao stopped abruptly as he spoke, looking at Renbao, who was holding a large peach and eating it with her cheeks full of juice. The divine doctor was indeed her!

He clenched his teeth, a surge of resentment welling up inside him.

He originally thought that Su Xuance would be disabled for life and would be confined to a wheelchair.

But the scene before him shattered his darkest thoughts.

Why is Su Xuance so lucky?

Why should I?!

Su Chengxiao was so angry that he coughed up blood and fainted on the spot.

……

In the Golden Palace, envoys from the Kou Kingdom arrived to offer tribute.

"Your Majesty, I have heard that your country has a little angel. Would you be so kind as to introduce me to him?"

The messenger suddenly mentioned it.

The court officials looked at each other in bewilderment.

The emperor did not want the Kou Kingdom's envoy to meet Renbao, as that country was known for its underhanded tactics. If they were to use any means to harm Renbao, it would be a great loss.

"The young Celestial Master is too young to receive guests," the Emperor said in a deep voice. His sharp eyes pierced through the envoy's shoulder and looked at the eight-year-old child behind him. "Is that child behind you also a tribute?"

Upon hearing this, the envoy's face showed a hint of anger: "Your Majesty is joking. He is our country's young celestial master, named Mutuo. Don't underestimate him just because he is only eight years old. His divination and predictions of fortune and misfortune are extremely accurate. Would you like to give him a try? Would any of you ministers like to give him a try?"

The arrogance and contempt in his tone made the court officials feel uncomfortable.

Prime Minister Zhao, brimming with wicked schemes, chuckled and said in an exaggerated tone, "What's so special about that? Our little Celestial Master is only three years old, yet she is equally efficacious. She is a full five years younger than your little Celestial Master."

Wei Huaihao frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on Prime Minister Zhao with hostility.

At first glance, his words seemed harmless, but upon closer examination, it was intentional. He wanted to make Renbao the target of public criticism, so that if he couldn't compare to the Little Celestial Master of the Kou Kingdom, it would be a loss of face for the Great Yong.

as predicted.

The next moment, Muto stepped out from behind the envoy, his face full of arrogance, and said in broken Dayong language: "Your Majesty, I want to see your country's Little Celestial Master. If you are unwilling to come, then you must admit that your country's mystical arts are inferior to those of my Kou country."