Xue Jiman looked at the expressions of the old lady Xue and probably guessed it.

He quickly said, "The Xue family's descendants have been learning general coupons for witch doctors since childhood. Except for the chapters in the ancestral medical books, only the direct descendants, most of the people of the tribe are witch doctors of Jiangling. Even the second brother and I have limited talents, there are few who can compare when going out. What's more, the eldest brother has no children. The former professors Ayuan and Ahao were very dedicated. Although the two children are not as talented as A Ling, they are still much better than us. They were taught by the eldest brother themselves, and their basic skills are absolutely solid. Then let A Ling guide us. Even if our ancestral magic will be incomplete after this difficulty, it should not be difficult to rely on the remaining power of our ancestors to establish a foothold in Jiangling."

Old Mrs. Xue did not object to this statement.

Old Mrs. Xue nodded, "Since that's the case, wait until your second brother is finished. Later, let's discuss some things together and decide on an heir. This matter cannot be delayed."

As he said that, he felt extremely tired, "I didn't sleep in the middle of the night last night. You all went back to rest and don't stick here."

Finally, they were all sent away.

Old Mrs. Xue sat on the soft couch and slowly breathed out.

Her emotions were always tense. After Xue Ling woke up, she finally felt relieved, but she got the news that medical skills were ruined. Now the matter has finally been resolved, but her mood has become even more tense.

"Old lady, drink a cup of ginseng tea to relieve it."

Old Mrs. Xue took it, took a sip, and then placed it aside.

Madam Qiu said tentatively, "I just heard that this matter has been resolved. The Third Master is in a very good mood. Why is the old lady still so chaotic? You, you should be in your old age, just let your children worry about some things. Why bother with this god?"

Old Mrs. Xue sighed, "You are right, I have nothing to worry about about my children."

Madam Qiu echoed, "That's right, I can't criticize the big things in the mansion, but in the mansion, except for these two young masters, is the third son under the second master. The third son is from a lower background and is young, so naturally he cannot be counted as one of them. Therefore, after all the choices, it's good to choose one of the two young masters."

Madam Qiu used one in the end, but Old Mrs. Xue looked at her helplessly. These two words are intriguing. Both are good, and they are just half a pound of pounds.

"But," Madam Qiu continued, "Old lady, whether it's good or not, I remember you said before. There are certain numbers in this dark. The century-long inheritance of the Xue family is not a day or night, nor is it that every head of the family is talented, everyone has their own luck."

Old Mrs. Xue finally spoke, "Do you think I'm worried about this?"

Madam Qiu immediately understood, "If the old lady is worried about the third girl, there is no need for it. Now that the third girl has witchcraft in hand, the two masters naturally have to treat her twice as well. Isn't this what the old lady wants to see?"

Old Mrs. Xue said, "At that time, Jiyuan wanted to go to his ancestral home to cultivate. In order to compete for my consent, he once told me that he would pass on witchcraft to A Ling to avoid breaking the Xue family's foundation. I always thought that I would have a ancestral medical book in hand. I would throw it to them which room I chose in the future and let them figure it out for themselves. Now, A Ling is still involved."

Madam Qiu didn't understand, "Old lady, isn't your current behavior good for the third girl?"

Old Mrs. Xue disagreed, "It's beneficial now. In the future, A Ling followed the doctors to practice medicine. Why did the clan elders turn a blind eye? It was naturally because A Ling and the prince had a engagement. When his former son Rong Niang paid his condolences, he told me that the prince had not mentioned this marriage for a long time."

Madam Qiu's heart skipped a beat. The old lady kept such a thing in her heart and didn't even say anything about it.

Old Mrs. Xue felt so bored, "Where should A Ling go after the three-year filial piety period?"

Madam Qiu didn't know how to answer the conversation, and finally said, "Old lady, if the third girl is a man, she is actually more profound than the two young masters."

"I don't know," an idea began to breed, and was randomly denied by Mrs. Xue, "I won't talk about this anymore."

She felt confused, especially after this thought arises, it gradually lingers.

At this time, Xue Ling had already stepped into the precepts hall.

The Precepts Hall was set up privately by the family of witch doctors and is usually vacant.

Pushing the door and entering, a yin and cold air hits my face.

Both Jiang’s mother and Xu’s mother were detained here.

After the fire, several girls and women involved in the fire were detained, but they were not released later.

The servant at the door saw Xue Ling and hurriedly said, "The room where Mom Jiang locked her up in the front. The beds and beddings were sent by Madam Qiu. That one is the drier one. Girl, this is the key, turn right."

Xue Ling thanked her, took the key, and walked in. She faintly heard Xue Jihong's voice coming from the room behind, "I won't go in, you'll give her this medicine."

Xue Ling had just walked a few steps when she saw Xue Jihong coming towards her. She stepped aside and made way for Xue Jihong.

Then he shouted, "Uncle Second."

When Xue Jihong heard Xue Ling's voice, he immediately changed his face and tried his best to look like a kind elder. "It's A Ling. You just woke up yesterday. Why are you still running around? You should go back and have a good rest."

Xue Jihong seemed to have a lot to say, but Xue Ling didn't want to chat with him here, "Second Uncle, I'm here to pick up the wet nurse. This is really not a place for conversation. Why not wait until the second uncle is finished and summon me at any time."

Xue Jihong felt that he had been staying in the precepts hall for a long time and his whole body was chilly. He quickly told him a few words, "Then A Ling picked up Jiang's mother and went out earlier."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out with great strides.

Xue Ling then took the key and pushed the door in. A dilapidated bamboo stream was spread on the ground. The bedding on it was indeed brand new, but the place was too dilapidated. Xue Ling looked at Jiang's mother and saw the scene of Jiang's mother's previous life in her mind.

Mother Jiang was not a few years older than her mother, and she was only in her thirties. She remembered that when Mother Jiang passed away, she was less than forty. When she learned the news, Mother Jiang was already dying. She followed Mother Jiang's pulse and realized that Mother Jiang was in trouble and had been unable to relieve her.

When Xue Ling remembered the past scene, she felt sad and continued to give in. "The wet nurse is wronged. A Ling promises you that this is the first and the last time."

Mother Jiang quickly helped Xue Ling up and said repeatedly, "Good girl, this is not something you can do."

Xue Ling insisted on giving a salute, "It is because of my mother and I. The wet nurse should be so kind."
Chapter completed!