The villain was forced to whitewash

Inside the palace, the grand maid Caiyun hurried into the palace with something wrapped in a black cloth and her skirt, "Princess, please come!"

Princess Yunyue, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, stood up suddenly and urged, "Open it for me to see!"

Caiyun answered yes, and untied the black cloth to reveal the statue inside. Yunyue took a look and found that it was an old man with a long beard and kind eyes.

She was immediately disappointed, "Why is he such an ugly old man?"

Caiyun paused, and then said: "The statues of the National Teacher's Mansion have always looked like this."

Yunyue waved her hand, "Throw this away, you go to the National Teacher's Mansion and ask for another one, and you say you want it? Made it like the Holy Son, don't you? Old man!"

After Caiyun heard this, she was perplexed. The statues of the National Teacher's Mansion have been like this for hundreds of years, how could it be changed because of Princess Yunyue's words?

Caiyun was afraid of being whipped, and dared not say that she couldn't ask for it, so she could only agree first, and went back to her room to think about a solution.

Seeing her sad face, a little court lady asked a few words. After listening to Caiyun's words, she thought for a while and said, "If we can't find a statue of the Holy Son in the National Teacher's Mansion, let's make one ourselves! Anyway, as long as we don't tell the princess , how did she know where she invited it from?"

Caiyun's eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed, "But none of us have that skill, so what should we do?"

The little maid smiled, "Isn't this simple? There are many clay sculptors outside the palace. As long as you pay a little more, no one will do it?"

Caiyun's heart suddenly brightened, thinking that she was blinded, and she only focused on the National Teacher's Mansion.

As long as the god looks like the Holy Son, how could Princess Yunyue ask where it came from?

Half a month later, Caiyun took the finished statue of the Holy Son from a shop.

It's just that Caiyun didn't expect that the craftsman fired a few more at a time, and after she left, they arranged them neatly in a row at the store entrance.

This is the craftsman who stayed at the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion for several days, recorded the picture in his mind, and then re-engraved it on the small clay figurine with his hands.

The craftsmanship of this craftsman is the best in the capital city. The clay figurines he made are vivid. I saw a whole row of small figures of the Holy Son wearing white robes, standing or squatting, and their expressions are different. Some are meditating, some are smiling. , some are reading medical books, some are picking herbs...

Every little figure is lifelike, and the craftsman has unique ingenuity. Except for the statue given to Caiyun, which is in the proportion of an ordinary person, he has shrunk the rest to the proportion of a child, making these clay figurines of the Holy Son look round and round. Very delicate and cute.

At first, people didn't notice this line of little people until a young man with dark complexion passed by the store door. After a while, he turned back, looked at the little people for a moment, and asked, "Is this the Son of God?" A statue of an adult?"

The store owner saw that a knowledgeable person finally came, and nodded quickly, "Exactly!"

The young man was Cheng Aqiang who lived in the east of the city. He looked left and right, and picked out a small man named Shengzi who was holding a rabbit. After paying the money, he took it home.

After a while, a few more people came one after another and bought all the remaining figurines of the Holy Son. The shopkeeper couldn't even close his mouth when he collected the money, thinking that the next batch would be doubled and burn a few more!

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Shen Zui didn't know that his "figures" had spread quietly in the capital. He was so busy recently that he didn't even touch the ground. If he knew about this, he might hope that those little clay figurines would "come alive" and help him share some of the work.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, among a group of people in black robes, the holy son in white robes was particularly conspicuous. He squatted on the ground, feeling the pulse of a boy with a livid complexion.

The boy's mother was also on the sidelines, guarding her baby closely.

After Shen Zui investigated the situation, he ordered someone to take off the boy's clothes, opened the needle bag, and laid it aside. Just as he was about to administer the needle, the boy's mother rushed forward to block the boy, and said excitedly: " Sir, what are you trying to do?"

This is a young woman with a thin figure, her eyes are red looking intoxicated, she obviously just cried bitterly for her beloved son.

She loves her son very much, seeing that Shen Zui actually wanted to stick a needle in the boy, she naturally couldn't just sit idly by.

Shen Zui told the truth, "If you don't get out of the way, your son will never be saved."

She trembled all over, and finally moved away in tears.

Shen Zui didn't hesitate anymore, he used a golden needle to force the poison in the boy's body to his finger, then took a knife and cut a hole.

Almost at the same time, black and purple blood rushed out and flowed into the bowl prepared by Shen Zui, emitting a stench.

When the young woman saw him bring the knife, she had already raised her hand to cover her eyes, and couldn't bear to look any more, but the pain in her heart didn't lessen by half, and tears flowed continuously from between her fingers.

At this moment, a weak and immature voice sounded beside her ears, "Auntie..."

The young woman trembled all of a sudden, and lowered her fingers tremblingly. She saw that her baby had come to life. Although her face was still a little pale, the strange purple color had disappeared.

She hugged the boy into her arms, weeping loudly as if she had come back from a desperate situation.

When Shen Zui came out with the medicine, he saw the mother and son crying in each other's arms. He looked at them with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Shen Zui recalled that when he was very young, his parents divorced.

They formed their own families, let Shen Zui stay in the boarding school since elementary school, and could only rent a room to live outside during the holidays, because no one was willing to take him in.

If it weren't for his excellent grades since he was a child, his parents might not be willing to "fund" him to finish high school.

Finally, after the college entrance examination, he performed normally and was the number one scholar in that city, so he made a willful request for the first time, hoping that his parents could spend the day with him.

The three of them came to the seaside, and just half an hour later, the cell phones of the two men rang countless times, and they could faintly hear them from the other end of the phone, urging them to go back.

Shen Zui suddenly felt bored, so he told them to go back.

But he didn't expect that something would happen on the way back? A car accident, his parents died, but he was still alive.

Shen Zui couldn't help thinking, if he didn't ask them to come out with him willfully, would they not die?

At this time, the system appeared and told him that as long as he completed enough tasks, he could help him resurrect his parents.

Shen Zui agreed without much hesitation.

He is a redundant person, no one needs him? He has no place to stay, but his parents already have another family, and they all have a reason to live.

In this world, this body was also abandoned by his family members, Shen Zui thought, maybe his fate is really bad, and he always meets parents who don't love their children.

The fate of this body is also better than his, at least he met the old national teacher, which made up for the lack of fatherly love and motherly love.

After the young woman stopped crying, another quarter of an hour had passed. She wiped away her tears embarrassingly, took the child to thank Shen Zui, and Shen Zui handed her the medicine, "There is still poison in his body that hasn't cleared up. You have to drink a bowl of medicine every day, until you drink it for a full month."

The woman took it, fed the child, and said hesitantly, "My lord, the poor family of Xiaomin, you saved the life of the child, and Xiaomin has nothing to repay..."

She looked at the men in black robes who were in a hurry, and said, "Xiaomin is willing to come to the National Teacher's Mansion every day to help Lord Shengzi, to repay His kindness, and to share a little hard work for His Excellency."

As soon as she finished speaking, before Shen Zui could speak, a black-robed doctor took the lead in accusing, "You are a woman, you don't stay at home to take care of your husband and children, and you still want to show your face every day?"

With a sneer on his face, "You want to come to the National Teacher's Mansion to secretly learn medical skills?"

The young woman was frightened at once. Stealing medical skills in Daye is a felony crime of ransacking one's home. Even if she was given the courage to do so, she wouldn't dare!

It was only when she saw that the little saint was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat, that she wanted to help out. Even if she couldn't see a doctor, she could always help deliver things and clean up.

"No, no! Xiaomin never dares to steal something!" She was really scared, and hurriedly said to Shen Zui, "Please learn from Master Shengzi!"

Shen Zui felt that her words gave him an inspiration.

In the past few days, the National Teacher's Mansion has received many poisoned patients every day. At first, it was just a small poison with dizziness and abdominal pain, but later, some patients had already developed symptoms of shock and vomiting blood.

Moreover, the methods of these poisons, as before, have many overlaps with the medical skills of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Shen Zui had already heard about Shang Yuancen from the old national teacher, and thought that his "uncle teacher" was a wicked man who was still doing tricks behind his back.

These poisons are more like Shang Yuancen's temptations. He is intoxicated and has a premonition that Shang Yuancen is plotting a bigger disaster and preparing to hit the National Teacher's Office head-on.

If you don't make preparations early, when the disaster really comes, I'm afraid it will be too late.

It is undoubtedly the wisest choice to ask these women who have been trapped at home to help.

In the real world he lives in, doctors are important, but more nurses who have knowledge of medical care are also indispensable.

Shen Zui helped the young woman up, said with a smile, "You really did me a big favor!"

Woman: "Huh?"

Shen Zui said to her, "When you go back, bring a few more people over and say that you will come to the National Teacher's Mansion to help, and you will be paid every day!"

The woman took the child and walked away in a daze. Halfway there, she suddenly heard her child's crisp cry, "Look, mother, it's Lord Shengzi!"

The woman was startled, and looked up, only to realize that what her child saw was a little clay figurine in front of a clay sculpture shop.

The clay figurines were made after the little Shengzi, and they were so exquisitely made that some villains even made the little Shengzi's charming and reserved demeanor.

Before she was stunned, the boy had already run out and stood in front of a smiling little clay figurine, coquettishly wanting to buy it, "Mother, I want the little clay figurine of the Son of God, just buy it for me, aunt mother!"

In the end, the child held the clay figurine of the Holy Son in his hand and bounced back home with his mother.

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In the Third Prince's Mansion, after listening to the guard's report, Chaoxi was so angry that he smashed a teacup.

On the side, an old man in gray clothes was sitting, sipping tea with downcast eyes, as motionless as a mountain.

Chaoxi suppressed the anger in his heart, and then said, "Old man, the poison on the child was removed again, and the guard came to report that he saw the child was half dead when he was carried into the National Teacher's Mansion, but when he came out But alive and kicking, no different from ordinary people."

Shang Yuancen snorted and laughed, "Although my junior brother is dull in talent, he can make up for his weakness with diligence. He was able to detoxify me so quickly, which shows that all these years of hard work are not small."

They all thought that the poison was cured by the old national teacher. After all, although the Holy Son was talented and intelligent, he was still young, and they hadn't noticed it yet.

But Chaoxi didn’t come to listen to what he said. What he wanted was that the National Teacher’s Office was helpless, and none of the patients sent in could be cured. The reputation of the National Teacher’s Office should be completely ruined!

The royal family has already understood that the way of assassination will not work after killing one national teacher and the next one, because it is the trust of the people that can make the national teacher's mansion stand, and only by destroying this trust can the country be restored. The master's office was uprooted, and this serious trouble was completely eradicated.

But now, they have been poisoned for several days, but they still haven't heard the news of the person's death in the National Teacher's Mansion.

Chaoxi couldn't help becoming impatient, and urged: "Old man, think of a way!"

Shang Yuancen smiled, "What's the rush, the main course hasn't been served yet, let them be happy for a while."

Seeing his calm and relaxed appearance, Chaoxi could only put his heart in his stomach and quietly wait for the big drama that Shang Yuancen said to take place.

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After sending the mother and child away, Shen Zui found the old national teacher and told him his plan to "start a class" to train "nurses".

The old master frowned, "However, medical skills are not passed on to outsiders? Human beings are ancestors' precepts. If we violate the ancestors' precepts, we will all be sinners through the ages!"

Shen Zui knew that it was not the old master's fault, he was an aborigine of this world, and it was normal to have deep-rooted ideas.

Even in the real world, craftsmen in ancient times would not easily accept apprentices to teach them. After all, it is not uncommon for apprentices to starve to death of their masters.

If it is not necessary, Intoxication does not want to violate the existing settings of this world, but the person lurking in the dark will not be merciful because of this.

"Master, this disciple has a hunch that Shang Yuancen will have another move. There may be tens of thousands of people who will die by then. Do you want to put thousands of lives at risk in order to abide by the teachings of your ancestors?"

When the old master heard this, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, and he said slowly, "If I hadn't let go of the devil at the beginning, I wouldn't have caused the catastrophe I am today."

He waved his hand and promised: "Forget it, you can let go of what you want to do, and you don't have to report to Master in the future."

Shen Zui's face showed joy, "Thank you, Master!"

He turned around and wanted to run outside. When he reached the door, he was suddenly stopped by the old national teacher. He turned his head intoxicated, and looked at the old national teacher's face that had experienced many vicissitudes.

The old master showed a smile, and said with relief: "Little Zui'er has really grown up and can be independent."

Shen Zui was puzzled, "Master?"

The old national teacher still smiled kindly, "You go, the master is proud of you!"

Shen Zui smiled back and said firmly, "Thank you, Master!"

He no longer hesitated, and ran out the door in a hurry.