Wan Boping nodded vigorously. "If this matter isn't cleared up, I won't be able to eat or sleep in peace."
Hu Xiaotian said, "Very well. How many people are there in your household?"
"Over a hundred and fifty," Wan Boping replied.
Hu Xiaotian beckoned to Wan Changchun standing nearby. "Prepare five basins of clean water and gather everyone in the household in the front courtyard."
Wan Changchun hesitated. Wan Boping waved a hand. "Go on! Hurry and do as Lord Hu instructed."
Hu Xiaotian ate dinner with Wan Boping, then went to check on Li Xiangzhi, the Wan Family's eldest daughter-in-law, before accompanying Wan Boping to the front courtyard. All the Wan Family's servants and maids had already been assembled there. More than a hundred people crowded together-a sight this grand usually appeared only when red envelopes were handed out before the New Year.
Murong Feiyan also came to Hu Xiaotian's side. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, "Le Yao is ill!" Hu Xiaotian's heart jolted. He hadn't expected their prediction to actually come true. With so many people present, he couldn't conveniently ask for details, so he murmured, "Are you sure your method will work?"
Murong Feiyan nodded. "Absolutely."
After finishing the head count, Wan Changchun returned to Hu Xiaotian and said respectfully, "Lord Hu, everyone in the Wan Residence is here."
Murong Feiyan walked over to the copper basins, took out a porcelain bottle, and poured a clear liquid into each basin in turn. Hu Xiaotian sniffed. The breeze carried a faintly sour smell toward him. Could it be vinegar? A light suddenly flashed in his mind. No wonder Murong Feiyan was so confident. She must have coated the incense burners with some chemical substance. Anyone who overturned them would inevitably get some of the powder on