My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 930 - 911: You’ve Been Poisoned!

Lord Zuo still thickened his old face and coaxed Qin Liuxi out of his house, heading to the Great General’s mansion.

Sitting in the carriage, Qin Liuxi looked at him, sitting upright and serious without speaking, and couldn’t help but itch to provoke, saying, "This scene, we just experienced it two or three days ago. That time, Elder Yu came to invite me to diagnose the Old Lady, exactly the same, and he even said, My Lord, you have a sharp tongue, you don’t believe in strange forces and gods, and say unpleasant things, let me bear it..."

Lord Zuo suddenly opened his eyes: "Did that old fellow Elder Yu really say that?"

Elder Yu was playing chess with an old friend, sneezed, and rubbed his spine, feeling a chilly sensation down his back.

Qin Liuxi said, "I believe Elder Yu was sincere, otherwise how could you, My Lord, have such faith in me?"

Gained insight...

Lord Zuo immediately recalled what he had gone through, feeling a bit embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said, "I’ve spent my life dealing with scholars and official affairs, didn’t get involved in Buddhism or Daoism."

"Now that you have, how do you feel about it? Do you still believe?"

Lord Zuo: "..."

Ancestor, I give up, okay!

Lord Zuo said left and right: "This world is vast and full of wonders. It is my own narrow-mindedness."

Seeing the situation, Qin Liuxi said, "It’s been years since Miss Zheng disappeared. I suppose the General has dispersed people to search, and perhaps consulted the gods and Buddhas?"

Lord Zuo sighed: "Children are the lifeline of their parents, and since he only has one daughter, naturally he has tried every method. Notice boards in every city have long posted missing person announcements, and whenever he encountered some fortune tellers and frauds on the street, he would ask... Ahem, of course, they are all charlatans and found nothing."

"Really? Jinhua Temple is quite a grand one. Can’t it predict someone’s whereabouts?" Qin Liuxi asked.

Lord Zuo shook his head: "That I don’t know, but I reckon the General is mostly looking in the south."

"Still alive?"

Lord Zuo froze, furrowed his brow and said, "I suppose so, otherwise why search?"

Qin Liuxi pointed at his knee with his finger. If that’s the case, is it based on Eight Characters fortune telling to calculate the direction?

The General Mansion arrived, and at the east corner gate, the Great General, who received news first, was personally waiting at the entrance. Upon seeing the carriage from the Zuo Family, he hastily came over with the help of the servants.

Qin Liuxi and Lord Zuo got off the carriage one after another and looked up to see an old man.

It’s said that General Zheng is only fifty-two this year, but due to years of combat with many hidden injuries, he was injured a few years ago and handed over military power early to return to the capital for a peaceful life. However, the person before them had hair speckled gray, looking at least ten years older than his actual age, his steps faltering, face slightly blue. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Qin Liuxi furrowed his brows; this energy is too weak, even if worried about his missing daughter, it shouldn’t be this bad.

"Old Zuo." The Great General looked at Lord Zuo with a glance and then impatiently at Qin Liuxi, saying, "Is this the Junior Temple Master you mentioned?"

Qin Liuxi stepped forward and performed a Taoist ceremony: "Poor Daoist Buqiu, greetings to the Great General."

"Good, good, let’s get inside and talk over tea." The Great General was very excited.

The group entered the mansion, into the flower hall, and sat down. Qin Liuxi watched the Steward lead people in bringing tea and then standing by his side to serve, his eyes lightly flashing.

"Junior Temple Master, I..."

"Great General, I dislike having people around during diagnosis." Qin Liuxi interrupted.

The Great General was slightly taken aback, and even Lord Zuo was a bit surprised, but said nothing.

"Everyone leave." The Great General ordered all the servants out.

Once Qin Liuxi saw the people leave, he sat on the other side of the Great General’s Taishi Chair and asked, "Just now, that Steward, how long has he been with you?"

The Great General frowned, saying, "You mean Mr. Wu? He has been with me for over ten years, also retired soldier who injured his hand, and followed me as a Steward."

"The man is not a loyal servant." Qin Liuxi said directly.

The Great General was startled: "What?"

Lord Zuo also looked at Qin Liuxi, involuntarily feeling uneasy.

"His eyes are shifty, face conniving, the servant palace has an evil mole. He has betrayed his master."

"What?" The Great General was shocked and exclaimed: "Impossible, Mr. Wu has been with me for over a decade, even saved me once. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have broken his tendons. How could he betray me?"

"Once loyal to you, but in recent years, not anymore. That mole, it wasn’t there before, right?" Qin Liuxi said.

The Great General was stunned again, thought briefly, and his complexion changed, his thick lips mumbled: "It appeared only in recent years."

"A mole or scar in the servant palace leads to betrayal by subordinates, it’s said in physiognomy. I only analyze based on his face, the truth needs your own investigation." Qin Liuxi said: "Now, give me your hand, I’ll check your pulse."

The Great General was dumbfounded; wasn’t he here to help find his missing daughter? Why is he first judging servants’ loyalty and then checking his pulse?

It got him confused?

The Great General looked at Lord Zuo, expressing doubts whether this was the way to search for someone, wasn’t this a Daoist?

Lord Zuo said, "I’ve heard that the Xuanmen Five Skills include medical skills, Junior Temple Master is good at medicine. Your energy hasn’t been good lately, checking the pulse couldn’t hurt."

The Great General stretched his hand, sighed, and said: "Imperial Physician said it’s a heart condition, and a heart condition requires heart medicine. Once my daughter returns, I would get well without medicine."

He referred to his only daughter, Zheng Wanyao.

Lord Zuo didn’t refute him; being parents themselves, he had just reunited with his long-lost son, he understood the sentiment. His wife watching that hapless son constantly calling ’mother’, now lively and refreshed, eating well, unlike before when she seemed lifeless?

The Great General was like this too.

Indeed, it was a longing.

Qin Liuxi checked the pulse for a long time, switched hands again, brows knitted tightly, expression not relaxed, raising the concern of both elders.

Lord Zuo didn’t drink tea anymore, showing worry, fearing there’s some untreatable illness?

The Great General was also somewhat apprehensive, he can’t die, his daughter hasn’t been found yet.

"Recently, have you been feeling exhausted, dry throat, difficulty sleeping at night, and easily awakened?" Qin Liuxi asked him.

The Great General nodded: "Yes, but because my daughter is missing, I haven’t slept well in years, got used to it, but recently I indeed feel somewhat powerless, and frequently dream of Yaoyao, she..."

His throat choked up, afraid to mention the distressing scenes in his dreams.

Qin Liuxi thought for a moment, took out a needle bag from the large bag, saying: "May I take a drop of your blood?"

"Ah, sure."

Qin Liuxi then pricked his finger with a needle, squeezed a drop of blood, rubbed it on his finger, brought it to his mouth, and tasted.

Lord Zuo and the Great General were astonished, they weren’t foolish, who tastes blood during diagnosis? Unless...

Indeed, Qin Liuxi soon rinsed his mouth with tea, spat the tea back into the cup, and said: "Besides being weak with worry, you are also poisoned!"