Dominate the ancient academy

Chapter 343: Don’t hang yourself on a crooked tree again

Although Shu Xiaoxiao's mood was disturbed, she let out her anger on the spot. The others ate and drank, exchanged some feelings, and then went back home.

They said that everyone would go back to their own homes, but because of welcoming her senior brother, she had already rested for a few days. She had had enough fun and it was time to go back to the academy, otherwise her master would probably miss her. So she packed up and went back to the academy, otherwise her mother would have to ask her to change into women's clothes to attend the banquet or look at the portraits, so she had better go back to the academy.

And Teng Qisheng didn't ask for servants when he went out this time, so the two of them could only support each other and go back.

"Hey, Master, what's wrong with you?"

The servant was shocked to see his master who had obviously been beaten. He said that this woman was unlucky. And the young master, who was engaged, went out so intimately with another woman. He must have been beaten outside.

"Shut up and go get a doctor!" Teng Qisheng's face was gloomy. Was this man so blind? He was shouting so loudly, did he want everyone to know that he was beaten?

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Seeing his master's expression, the servant hurried out to find a doctor.

"Shenglang, how are you? Who is that Marquis Ye? He is so arrogant, and no one cares about him? This is too much. How could he hit you? I feel so sorry for you." Jiang Wanwu endured the pain and felt sorry for Teng Qisheng.

Who is this Lord Ye? Isn't Teng Qisheng the young master of the Marquis' Mansion? Could it be that this Marquis' Mansion is in decline, and they are just pretending to be so, and people of the same level look down on them? Anyway, she hasn't devoted herself to him yet. If Teng Qisheng's status is too low, she will have to find another way to find him, and she can't hang herself on a crooked tree.

And this beating was too painful, she had never suffered such an injustice, if it doesn't work, just retreat, you can't bear this injustice! We have to see if there is a chance to take revenge, damn, this young master with a high status is really not a plaything, even hitting women, if it doesn't work, stay away from him in the future.

"Hmph, what marquis? He's nothing but a peasant who made his fortune by farming. He even dares to offend my Wenchang Marquisate. I will definitely seek justice for him." Teng Qisheng said viciously.

Seeing Jiang Wanwu sweating again, he immediately felt distressed. Wu'er was in so much pain, but she was still strong enough to comfort him. He knew that Wu'er loved her.

"Wu'er, are you okay? I didn't expect that Lord Ye would even beat a woman. He has no gentlemanly virtue at all. I will go back and tell my father that I must report him severely."

"Shenglang, I'm in so much pain, you must seek justice for me!" Jiang Wanwu lay miserably on the bed, hoping that Teng Qisheng could be more helpful. The maid was too cruel and she felt more and more painful.

"Master and... this... Madam? You both have superficial injuries. Just apply some medicine and rest for a few more days. You may feel a little sore in your body these days. You can find someone to massage you more often, and you will get better faster."

After the doctor explained in detail, he said, "Tsk, no wonder he was beaten by Marquis Ye. He hadn't even gotten married yet and was openly keeping a mistress. He deserved to be beaten. It was a pity that he was a good doctor with high medical ethics, otherwise he would have added something to the ointment.

"Okay, I got it. You should leave some of the ointment. How much is the total consultation fee?" Teng Qisheng asked while taking a breath. Why did he feel more and more pain in his body?

The gray-haired old doctor laughed and said, "Fifty taels of silver." Didn't Lord Ye give fifty taels of silver for medical expenses? He just made a profit from the medical expenses.

"What fifty taels? Are you trying to rob?" Fujikisho said in disbelief. Even if he was not often in Kyoto, he knew that ordinary ointment would only cost a few taels of silver. What kind of ointment was it? It's not Ningyu ointment. How could it be fifty taels?

Being questioned, the old doctor was not angry at all: "I am a doctor, I will not ask for random prices, you get what you pay for. This ointment is made of the best medicinal materials. You can take the ointment to other doctors to see if it is worth the price. This ointment is half as effective as other ointments."

After all, he is a doctor. Even if he wants to earn this money, he will not fool people. This ointment is indeed worth fifty taels of silver. This is the ointment he developed before. The effect is good, but it is too painful to apply on the body and the price is high. Rich people have better choices. Ordinary people can't afford such an expensive ointment, so this ointment will be a waste of money.

Moreover, after improvements, he has now developed an ointment that is not so expensive, has good effects, and is not so painful, so this bottle of ointment is even harder to sell.

But the medicinal herbs inside are really good ones, and he would not recommend them to ordinary people. He now thinks that this young master is quite suitable. Of course, this young master also has the right to refuse, so there is no need for him to explain it so clearly.

Seeing that Teng Qisheng still had a somewhat unconvinced expression, the doctor said calmly: "I still have five taels of silver per bottle of ointment here, which one does this young master need?"

Teng Qisheng gritted his teeth and said, "Leave the fifty taels of silver behind."

"Shuhao, go and give the doctor one hundred taels of silver. I hope the doctor won't say anything nonsense outside." Teng Qisheng said while waiting for the doctor.

This is what it means to keep silent, but the news that the young master of Wenchang Marquis's mansion who just returned was beaten for stealing Marquis Ye's watermelon should have spread all over Kyoto, right? The doctor was a little confused. Maybe this young master Teng didn't quite understand the speed of word transmission in Kyoto. There was no need to keep silent at all, okay?

But if they didn't make money, they would be in vain. Doctors were tight-lipped and would never reveal the patient's condition easily. Now they could make a little extra money, which would be great.

"Don't worry, young master. I'm a doctor and I won't talk too much." The doctor replied affirmatively.

Only then did Teng Qisheng feel relieved. He applied the ointment, comforted Jiang Wanwu, and returned to Wenchang Marquis Mansion without even changing his clothes.

Wenchang Marquis Mansion Study

"father.........."

"What happened? Who hit you?" The old marquis asked his embarrassed son. Could it be that it was the Duke Xun's Mansion who did it? They knew that Sheng'er wanted to take a concubine, but the Marquis' Mansion did not agree. How could they hit someone?

How dare this daughter-in-law be so arrogant before she even gets married? It seems......

"Dad, it was that peasant named Marquis Ye. After just a few words, he allowed his men to do such a cruel thing to my child. Dad, not only must you severely report her, but you must also make her kneel down and apologize to me." It would be best if the emperor stripped her of her title of marquis and see how arrogant she can be in the future.

"What, it's Ye Xiao? How did you offend her?" The old marquis was startled. This is a tough guy. The key is that she is also favored by the emperor. Several fights before were brought to the emperor. On the surface, it seemed fair, but everyone knew that the emperor was almost biased towards this Marquis Ye. Who would bother her now? He couldn't beat her, and his backer was not as strong as hers. What was the point of fighting?