The cold sweat on Zhang Quan's face came down on the spot, and he quickly bowed and spoke sincerely.

"This is absolutely true! If Mr. Bai doesn't believe it, you can ask someone to go to Wangxianlou to ask. Mr. Yang is indeed there. We know Mr. Bai's character, so we come to mediate."

After a pause, he raised his head slightly, as if he wanted to look at Xuanyuan Ye's expression.

"Otherwise, if you resort to court, Mr. Bai will probably not get out of here."

Xuanyuan Ye's face changed slightly. He rubbed the bone porcelain teacup, and his voice was hard to tell the difference between joy and anger.

"Is Zhang Zhubu threatening me?"

Zhang Quan waved his hands repeatedly.

"I dare not, I dare not, everyone knows that Mr. Bai is a wealthy businessman in Linyang City. How dare we? It's really because this incident happened in broad daylight, and the impact is too bad. You also know that there are not only our prefect in this city..."

The level of this sentence was a little higher. Xuanyuan Ye's calm face calmed down a little, but he still sat on the chair without saying a word.

Zhang Quan didn't know whether he listened to it or not.

At the critical moment, Shangguan Li spoke gently, his voice clear and cold, breaking the silence.

"Master Bai, I don't think that little brother did it on purpose. I think the tea I made is not in line with the taste of the two officials. Don't be angry, it's better to solve anything if you have something to do."

On the surface, this sentence was to help Zhang Quan solve the problem, but in fact it turned the topic around tea.

Zhang Quan's expression froze unnaturally, but then he picked up the cup of still steaming tea and drank it all in one sip.

The tea tastes really good. After drinking it, it leaves a fragrance, clear and timeless, and it must be something ordinary people can do.

"oops."

Shangguan Li covered her mouth gently and said in surprise.

"If Mr. Zhang doesn't like it, there is no need to..."

"Where do it."

Zhang Quan put down the teacup and said respectfully.

"Madam is a good craft. This is the first time I have had such good tea in Linyang for so many years."

"Hmph, you're sweet-mouthed."

Xuanyuan Ye also ended his "tantrum" in time and pointed to the man on the ground who had been unconscious and was brutally ignored by everyone.

"What Zhang Zheng's chief clerk means to leave him in the Bai Mansion?"

Shangguan Li didn't know about this, she closed her eyebrows and listened carefully.

Seeing that he finally got involved in the business, Zhang Quan was relieved and said with a face that was about to laugh.

"After all, Mr. Yang has a great relationship with the Bai Mansion. As long as others are fine in the end, Mr. Bai is worried. We will definitely help you suppress this matter."

Isn’t the implication that if it cannot be cured, the Bai family’s industry in Linyang will be damaged?

Xuanyuan Ye pondered for a moment and asked.

"According to you, the Centennial Summer Grass can save Brother Yang. I have sent someone to the warehouse to look for it. I wonder how long it will take for this medicine to take effect?"

Zhang Quan glanced at Tiexin. Although the latter still looked like a cynical look of "I just can't stand you a landlord family like you", he still said reluctantly when Zhang Quan stared at it.

“At most day.”

“That’s it.”

Zhang Quan took over the conversation and bowed.

"Then we will visit again at this time tomorrow. I hope Mr. Yang will be safe and sound by then."

Xuanyuan Ye didn't stop them either, waved his hand, and asked someone to send them out with some fatigue.

Until the yamen runners left the mansion, the irritability on Xuanyuan Ye's face disappeared in a second. He slowly poured himself a cup of tea from the teapot brought by Shangguan Li, took a sip, and praised him.

"Good."

"It's still a little different from Chen Baiyu."

Shangguan Li replied casually that Xuanyuan Ye had been taken away by the people in the reception hall, so she had no worries and bent down to carefully check Yang Zhu's situation.

His face was swollen, his lips were purple, his eyes were distracted, and there were thick bloodshots in his eyes, and his standard poisoning look.

"That must be different...how is it?"

Xuanyuan Ye also came over, squatted beside her, and picked and chose Yang Zhu with one finger, and asked in disgust.

Shangguan Li was watching carefully whether there were any other wounds on Yang Zhu's body, but his fingers were drawn away. She slapped his hand away in anger.

"If you don't make trouble, I'll understand now."

Xuanyuan Ye, who was disliked, shrank his hand back, instead of being ashamed, but took it as honorable and said with a smile.

"Isn't this afraid of dirtying the wife's hands? Where do you want to see? I'll lift it up for you."

Shangguan Li was thundered by him, suppressing the urge to beat someone, and did not look at any wounds. He took out a silver needle and sealed Yang Zhu's Zanzhu, Qishe, and Qimen's major acupoints.

When he was acupuncture, he was not ruthless at all, especially when he was pierced into the Zanzhu hole on his head, which made Xuanyuan Ye’s eyebrows jump.

"Generally speaking, if you are completely in a coma due to poisoning, something fun will happen after you seal these acupoints."

Her voice was cold and seemed to be explaining patiently, but her tone was not that true.

"What a fun thing?"

Shangguan Li pointed at Yang Zhu's face with her chin and said calmly.

"Here, that's it."

Yang Zhu's pale face turned blue and purple just now, and his color became darker and darker, and his face became more and more scary. As the bloodline like earthworms crawled out of his eyes, gradually, the seven holes in his face began to seep out blood.

Very scary.

But Shangguan Li didn't see any strangeness, and her face was so calm that Xuanyuan Ye suspected that she could stew three bowls of big white rice without hesitation with the person in front of her.

"It's poisoning."

After waiting for a while, Shangguan Li said slowly when he saw that the blood on the man's face was almost covering him.

"Xiao Tu'er is right, this poisonous century-old summer grass cannot be cured."

As she said that, she started to pull out the silver needle, but before she could touch her hand, Xuanyuan Ye snatched it first.

He pulled out the needle in an extremely rough manner while muttering.

"If you don't wash things with blood, you will smell on your fingers."

When Xuanyuan Ye said this, his head was hanging, and Shangguan Li could only see his long brush-like eyelashes, like a lingering shadow stuck to his face.

She felt a little moved and felt for no reason that there was another deep meaning in this sentence.

"alright."

But Xuanyuan Ye quickly raised his head, and he still had the same smile that had not changed for thousands of years. He put away the silver needle.

"I will give it back to you after washing it. You just said that the century-old summer grass cannot be solved. So do you have other ways to solve it?"

Shangguan Li glanced at him deeply, put his arms on his knees and stretched out his chin.

"You don't want to peek at what's on my silver needle, right?... It can be used to relieve it, and it can be applied internally and externally. You can use a knife on the top and fight poison with poison. As far as I can think of, there are about seventeen solutions, but there is one problem."
Chapter completed!