Chapter 1123: Further Control of the Pyongyang Princess

That night, candlelight flickered in the inner hall of the Siping Taichangbo Mansion.

The candle wick on the copper candlestick crackled and emitted sparks, casting flickering light and shadows on the blue brick floor, illuminating the faded red and blue cloud patterns on the wall with a mottled look.

Gao Baozang straightened his brocade robe, which had been washed white, and raised his hand to invite him: "Daughter, virtuous son-in-law, and Concubine Zhen, simple tea and plain food are not enough to show respect. Please take a seat."

Because of the aristocratic tradition of separate dining, Lin Lang sat in front of a table, and Princess Pyongyang and Son Ye-jeong served Lin Lang on his left and right while he ate together.

Gao Baozang and his wife Cui sat in the main seats as elders.

Gao Nanfu and his wife Li sat in front of a desk, facing Lin Lang and his sister, but there was a distance of 3 meters between them.

Gao Baoyuan, who was only nine years old, sat alone in front of a desk.

Twelve dishes were arranged in a staggered manner. They were all dishes with Goguryeo ethnic characteristics, served in small plates and small dishes, which were very different from the dishes in the Central Plains.

Although it was a lavish hospitality, after the fall of Goguryeo, the Go royal family fell into poverty, and the dishes at the family banquet were still a bit shabby.

The rice wine poured from the octagonal silver pot has a light amber color.

Son Ye-jeong looked at the pickled kimchi and radish kimchi in the dish and had a great appetite. As an actress, she strictly controlled her calorie intake when eating in order to maintain her figure.

When Gao Baoyuan saw so many dishes on the table and the greasy roasted pheasant, he immediately started drooling, because the Gao family usually had simple meals and could only eat such sumptuous dishes during the New Year and other festivals.

But Gao Baoyuan was very sensible. Before Lin Lang picked up the chopsticks, even though he was licking his lips with greed, he did not move his chopsticks first.

Gao Nanfu seemed a little absent-minded.

The servants standing in the hall were waiting for Gao Nanfu to send the signal to poison Lin Lang.

As long as he cleared his throat twice, the servant would serve Lin Lang poisoned wine.

The pot of rice wine currently on Lin Lang's table is not poisonous. Gao Nanfu does not want to poison his sister as well, so he is waiting for an opportunity to act.

Cui, completely unaware of the situation, watched her daughter Gao Shuyan and Lin Lang from afar and said happily, "My dear son-in-law, Madam Zhenfei, please try our ethnic cuisine. I wonder if you are used to it."

Sun Yizhen smiled and replied, "Thank you for your hospitality. I was born in Dafa City, Silla, and my eating habits are very similar to those of Goguryeo."

The Silla Daebaekseong mentioned by Son Ye-jeong is the future Daegu, South Korea.

"So that's how it is. No wonder Concubine Zhen can go back to her parents' home with my daughter. It's good that she is used to the food." Cui's eyes were bright. She was happy that her daughter was going back to her parents' home. Now that her eye disease was cured by Lin Lang, she looked radiant.

Lin Lang picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pickled radish and tasted it. The crisp chewing sound was particularly clear in the silence.

"It tastes good, delicious! Everyone, please start eating. Yuan'er must be hungry." Lin Lang looked at Gao Baoyuan, whose face was bruised.

The little guy couldn't wait to pick up a chicken leg, and just when he was about to open his mouth to bite it, he hissed in pain because of the wound on his face.

Mrs. Li said distressedly, "Son, let me tear the chicken into small pieces for you to eat. It will be easier to eat."

"Well, okay." Gao Baoyuan was reluctant to take his eyes off the chicken leg.

Lin Lang put down his chopsticks and waved, "Yuan'er, come to your aunt. Your uncle will help you heal the wound on your face."

After hearing this, Gao Baoyuan hurriedly stood up and ran to Princess Pyongyang.

"Yuan'er, does it hurt?" Princess Pyongyang gently touched her nephew's bruised face with heartache.

Gao Baoyuan replied sensibly: "It doesn't hurt. Yuan'er is very strong."

Princess Pyongyang looked at Lin Lang, "Your Majesty, how do you treat the wound on Yuan'er's face? Do you want to apply herbal medicine?"

"No need. I just need to make a slight move and Yuan'er will be healed in an instant." As Lin Lang spoke, he triggered the [Healing Hands] skill.

A soft, pale golden glow appeared on his palm, gently covering Gao Baoyuan's bruised and swollen cheek.

In an instant, a strange scene happened. The bruises on Gao Baoyuan's face recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dark blue blood clots seemed to be rubbed away by invisible hands in less than half a cup of tea.

The little guy's tender face regained its white jade-like luster, without even a trace of scar left.

It's like I've never been hurt!

"Oh..."

Gao Baozang was so shocked that he was stunned and exclaimed: "My son-in-law is really a miracle doctor!"

"Oh my God! The wound on Yuan'er's face was healed by my son-in-law in the blink of an eye. This is too magical!" Cui covered her mouth in disbelief, and a suppressed gasp escaped from between her fingers.

Gao Nanfu and his wife were so shocked that they looked at each other and realized that Lin Lang was not an ordinary person. Gao Nanfu couldn't help but back off from his plan to poison Lin Lang.

Mrs. Li said gratefully, "Yuan'er, why don't you thank your uncle for healing your facial wound!"

"Thank you, Uncle, for not only upholding justice for Yuan'er and punishing the young man who bullied me, but also healing the wound on Yuan'er's face." Gao Baoyuan saluted sensibly.

Lin Lang pinched Gao Baoyuan's face, which had returned to health, and said with a smile, "Yuan'er is so good."

Princess Pyongyang's eyes widened as she exclaimed, "Wow, Your Majesty, what magical power did you use? You healed Yuan'er's facial wound in an instant!"

She wanted to touch her nephew's cheek with trembling fingertips, but she was afraid it was an illusion, so she hung her fingertips in the air and did not dare to let go.

Lin Lang replied in a catchphrase: "I know a little bit about immortal arts, a little bit, a little bit!"

Princess Pyongyang's eyes flickered, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She elegantly picked up the wine jug and poured wine for Lin Lang. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for healing Yuan'er's facial injuries."

"We are all family, so let's not talk behind each other's backs." Lin Lang smiled gently.

When Sun Yizhen saw this scene, she secretly exclaimed: This?

This is unscientific!

Could it be that Lin Lang really knows magic?

How did the wound on Gao Baoyuan's face heal miraculously?

It's totally off the mark...

Sun Yizhen didn't want to think too much, Lin Lang gently rolled up Gao Baoyuan's sleeves again.

There were some bruises on the boy's forearm, but the moment his palm touched it, the scars quickly disappeared like spring snow melting.

The hall was so silent that one could hear the sound of falling candle wax. Everyone was stunned by this miraculous scene.

Only Gao Baoyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his excited shouting broke the silence: "Wow! The wound on my arm is healed! My uncle actually knows magic!"

"My dear son-in-law is truly an immortal who has descended to earth!" Gao Baozang's cloudy old eyes could not hide his shock, and he immediately looked at Lin Lang with admiration.

Cui was extremely shocked and said, "Yuan'er, come here quickly and let grandma take a look."

Gao Baoyuan trotted over to Cui's side, pointed at his intact arm, and said with a smile, "Grandma, look, uncle is so amazing! Yuan'er's injuries are all healed, and now he doesn't feel any pain at all."

Cui stroked her grandson's little face, her eyes red as she said, "First he cured grandma's eye disease, and now he has miraculously healed the wound on your face. This shows that your uncle is definitely not an ordinary person!"

Gao Nanfu hurriedly gave a wink to the servant who was waiting for an opportunity to poison Lin Lang, meaning to cancel the plan to poison Lin Lang.

The servant understood what was meant and quietly hid the jug of poisoned wine.

A sneer of disdain flashed across Lin Lang's face. He thought to himself, "I have a system prompt. You are too young to poison me. If it weren't for the face of Princess Pyongyang, you would have gone to hell long ago."

After finishing his speech, Lin Lang said with a smile, "Everyone, continue eating. The food will get cold soon."

Gao Nanfu raised his glass and said, "Brother-in-law, I toast to you. Thank you for everything you have done for Yuan'er and the Gao family today."

After saying that, Gao Nanfu drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Lin Lang only took a sip of rice wine. As soon as he placed the glass on the table, the household official Jin Zhongzhao hurried into the hall, unable to conceal his excitement: "Your Highness..."

Jin Zhongzhao wanted to say "Your Majesty," but because Lin Lang was present, he quickly changed his words and said, "Your Majesty, the people from the Andong Protectorate sent 700 taels of gold, 500 of which is Master Xue's compensation for the young master's medical expenses."

"The other two hundred taels of gold are for Master Pei to compensate the young master for his sister and brother-in-law's medical expenses. Will you accept them?"

After hearing this, Gao Baozang excitedly stood up from his chair and said ecstatically, "Accept it, of course I will accept it!"

When Cui heard about seven hundred taels of gold, her eyes lit up. You know, this amount of gold was an astronomical sum of money for the Gao family, which had fallen on hard times.

After hearing this, Gao Nanfu also smiled excitedly.

Mrs. Li couldn't even hide her happiness, and excitedly whispered, "That's great! With this money, our Gao family won't have to live in hardship anymore."

Princess Pyongyang covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Wow... I never thought these two corrupt officials could come up with so much gold!"

Immediately afterwards, servants were seen carrying seven vermilion lacquered wooden trays to the front of the hall. Seven hundred taels of gold shone brightly under the candlelight.

Seeing the candlelight passing across the golden surface and creating ripples, everyone in the Gao family in the hall showed joy on their faces.

Being able to stand up for her mother's family and gain such great benefits for them, Princess Pyongyang was full of pride, and her eyes looked at Lin Lang more gently.

It had been a long time since Gao Baozang had seen so much gold. His old face instantly broke into a smile, his cloudy eyes full of surprise, and he said in a trembling voice: "My dear son-in-law, the Andong Protectorate can send so much gold, all thanks to you, my son-in-law!"

Lin Lang said calmly, "We are all family, and it is only natural for me to fight for some benefits for the Gao family. But there are some things I'm not sure if I should say."

Gao Baozang quickly said, "Just say it!"

Lin Lang pondered for a moment, thinking that in history, Gao Baozang had an undying desire to restore his country, and finally colluded with the rebel Mohe. After the rebellion was exposed, he was exiled to Qianzhou by the Tang Dynasty and eventually died in that desolate exile place.

Lin Lang didn't want Gao Baozang to repeat the same mistake. After all, his father's rebellion would affect his daughter, Princess Pyongyang.

After finishing his speech, Lin Lang picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then slowly spoke under everyone's expectant gaze.

"I have some knowledge of divination and metaphysics, and I cast a divination for the Gao family. I calculated that the Gao family's determination to restore their country was undying, but they would eventually align themselves with the rebellious Mohe people. Ultimately, their family would be destroyed and their entire clan would be exterminated."

"Oh..."

As soon as Lin Lang said this, there was an uproar in the hall.

The expressions of all the Gao family members changed instantly. The hall suddenly became silent and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Gao Nanfu was sweating profusely, feeling too guilty to even look into Lin Lang's eyes.

The chopsticks in Li's hand fell to the ground with a "crack". She was so nervous that she bent down to pick up the chopsticks, lowering her head and not daring to raise it.

"Uh..." The smile on Gao Baozang's face suddenly stopped, replaced by a look of fear. He laughed guiltily and said, "My dear son-in-law, you are joking. The Gao family is already doomed. How dare we collaborate with the enemy and rebel!"

Princess Pyongyang's expression also changed instantly. She said weakly, "Your Majesty, you must not say such nonsense. If such treasonous remarks were to get out, the Gao family would not be able to bear such a heavy responsibility!"