By then, if the Li Family makes a move, Baili Yan’s influence might be dispersed, and they would inadvertently have eliminated a powerful political competitor.
It must be said that the Li Family’s plans are far-reaching; that young master Li is quite skilled at playing the game of strategy.
"Mu Shaoling, you must believe in yourself. Linhao will definitely get better, and the schemes of the Li Family will not succeed. Don’t forget, the title of ’divine doctor’ is not borne in vain."
"Do you really believe in me that much?" Mu Shaoling asked with a wry smile.
"Yes!" Yang Chuxia nodded earnestly, "Actually, even if you can’t cure him, the Li Family’s scheme still won’t succeed. Given Old Mu’s nature, he won’t become your enemy. And as I said before, if Linhao isn’t cured this time, you’ll have a lifetime to treat him. He will surely get better, believe in yourself."
"Pfft..." Seeing her clench her fist, Mu Shaoling laughed, "It’s rare to see you speak so calmly; this young master is really not used to it."
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia muttered to herself, "You really do have a masochistic nature."
"No, nothing." Yang Chuxia snapped back to reality and said, "You’d better go back and rest. Those eyes are so red, it’s hideous; even rabbits look better than you. As for those other matters, leave them to Mu Shaofeng to handle, isn’t he still here?"
Just as he reached the doorway, Mu Shaofeng looked up at the sky, "It seems I truly look like someone fit for hard labor, everyone knows to dump their tasks on me."
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia laughed, "Boss Mu, you’re quite self-aware."
"Ah, it’s not self-awareness, it’s just a hard life," Mu Shaofeng waved his hand and went inside. But after taking a few steps, he turned around and said, "Oh, I told that sugar-making master to come over later; it’s too chaotic at your place right now, and it would cause trouble."
After Yang Chuxia came out, she was preparing to head to the front courtyard; however, she ran into a few mediums who were reciting incantations and sprinkling holy water, one of them waving a peach wood sword through the air indiscriminately.
Behind the three mediums followed Yang Dachuan and others, each of them holding a branch and having a red thread tied around their arm.
Upon seeing her, Ms.Wang hurriedly tied a red thread around her arm.
"Mother, what’s this for?"
"The mediums said it wards off evil; you can only take it off after forty-nine days."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia’s eyes widened. Surely she didn’t have to wear this thing for the foreseeable future?
"Take this, too!" Ms.Wang said as she handed her a branch.
"This is a peach wood branch, also for warding off evil; place it at the head of your bed at night. You cannot remove it until after forty-nine days have passed."
Yang Chuxia nodded in response.
Then she followed behind Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan, watching the mediums cleanse every corner of the Yang Family’s yard, sprinkling amulet water, burning paper money, or burning amulet paper.
In the end, they affixed a bright talisman of a door god on the Yang Family’s main door. The mediums claimed the Yang Family had offended the Tai Sui deity and things were not going well; they needed a door god to guard them. One talisman cost Yang Dachuan fifty taels of silver.
Adding the ceremony, the peach wood, the red thread, and other items, it cost another fifty taels. Oh, one couldn’t use the word "cost" in the world of the mediums; in their language, it’s called "an offering."
Though the silver was expensive, Yang Dachuan gave it willingly. Ms.Wang even kept saying that the mediums were accurate; their family indeed had offended the Tai Sui deity and had attracted envy and jealousy.