Chapter 445
: Bad Water
Chapter 445: Bad Water
On the bluestone road.
Han Xu turned to look at Yan Sanhe, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Yan Sanhe didn't beat around the bush, "I want to get some news from you."
"who?"
"Old General Zheng Yu and his family."
Han Xu frowned, "Why is this name so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."
Yan Sanhe: "In the eighth year of Yonghe, there were four lanes and 180 people in the Zheng Mansion, and the massacre occurred."
Han Xu stopped suddenly, "Why do you ask about this?"
"I promised someone else to check it out."
Han Xu's eyelids twitched, "Yan Sanhe, I don't care who you agree to, you must reject this case and don't investigate it."
Yan Sanhe looked up at him, "Do you know something?"
"What can I know as a guard? I only know that this happened in Sijiu City, and the murderers were the Wu family and his son, the exiled monarch of Qi State."
"Then why don't you let me check?"
"Do you know what my father told me the most when he was alive?"
"what?"
"Stay away from Sijiu City, stay away from officials, and stay away from the court."
There was worry in Han Xu's eyes, "It was you who persuaded me; if it had been anyone else, I wouldn't have said a word more."
Yan Sanhe smacked his lips at the meaning of these words and smiled helplessly.
"If I said that this matter is not only other people's business, but also my own business, would you still advise me?"
"Yourself?"
"Correct."
Yan Sanhe nodded.
Her first memory was in the ruined courtyard of Yunnan Mansion.
The first person he saw was Yan Xing.
Yan Xing said that she was his granddaughter. She had just turned eight years old. After a serious illness, she forgot everything.
She believed it and never doubted it.
Yan Xing taught her reading, writing, and painting, and took her to travel to every river and mountain in Yunnan Prefecture.
The first time she transformed thoughts and demons was Murakami's grandmother.
When my grandmother died and there was a funeral at home, Yan Xing wrote a couplet for the family.
She followed her, but Grandma had not yet been placed in the coffin, her eyes were open blankly, and the adults on the side were discussing how to ask the goddess to close the eyes of the dead.
She seemed to be pulled by something, so she walked over and put her hands on her grandma's eyes, and then she saw it.
"She has inner demons, and the inner demons are..."
She pointed towards the adults and pointed at Grandpa in the corner: "It's you!"
The man had an affair with the little widow next door and gave birth to a daughter. He said he picked her up from outside and took her home to be raised by her grandmother.
Grandma has always known it, but she just didn’t dare to say it.
The man was very good to his daughter, even his own son would be put behind him. The grandma was unwilling to raise children for others all her life, so she couldn't close her eyes.
From that day on, she realized that she was different from others.
The inner demons at the beginning were very simple, she put her hands on them and knew;
After the age of 14, it became more and more difficult to solve the inner demons, and every time she solved one inner demon, she could recall a little bit of the past.
Only then did she realize that Yan Xing was not her grandfather.
She didn't dare to ask him, and the words came to her lips several times. Looking at Yan Xing's skinny appearance, she could only swallow the words.
But Yan Xing saw her alienation, called her into the study and said a word to her.
"Yan Sanhe, your surname is Yan, you are my child."
It is better to be kind than to be kind.
After hearing this sentence, she had no other thoughts in her mind. She just thought that she was adopted or picked up by Yan Xing.
Yan Sanhe opened his eyes suddenly.
wrong!
Back then, how did Yan Xing know that she had just turned eight?Who told him this?
Why did he take her in and then treat her as his own?
What is his relationship with the Zheng family?
Does he know anyone from the Zheng family?Thinking of what Yan Xing said to her when he came to her room on the last night, Yan Sanhe suddenly had a splitting headache.
"Yan Sanhe, Yan Sanhe..."
Yan Sanhe raised his head blankly, his eyes dull, "Huh?"
Han Xu saw that her face was pale and there was cold sweat on her forehead, "What's wrong with you?"
"I……"
Yan Sanhe murmured, "I have to go back to Yunnan Mansion. I have to go back. There are so many secrets, Han Xu, so many secrets."
……
Open a cabinet shop.
The front yard was bustling with people, and the gamblers were all excited.
In the backyard, Zhu Qing jumped on the boat and got into the cabin.
"Sir, I have found out clearly that it was the Wei family who helped connect the two families and built the bridge."
The Wei family is the natal family of Princess Han.
Xie Zhifei: "Is there any movement in the Prince's Mansion?"
Zhu Qing shook his head, "It is said that the prince used half an extra crab on the Mid-Autumn Festival. He has suffered from gout in the past few days and has not even gone to court in the morning. He is recuperating at the mansion."
Xie Zhifei really wanted to scold her.
The one is pushing so hard step by step, why is this one still thinking about chewing crabs?Do you really think that with the title of Prince, you can sit back and relax?
"Ming Ting, this marriage cannot happen no matter what."
"Isn't that nonsense?"
Everyone in the world knew about the ambition of the King of Han. The person who arranged the marriage between the Duhe family was not He Yun, but He Yun's father, Marquis Wu'an.
If the words "Wu'anhou" were placed a few decades ago, he would be a really famous figure.
He Yun's grandfather, Mr. Lao Hou, fought with Taizu, and the first two of his three legitimate sons died on the battlefield.
Because of this reason, Wu'anhou Mansion has always been stable in Sijiu City.
After the old Marquis passed away, the youngest son, He Yun's father, not only inherited the title as a matter of course, but also took over the old Marquis' errands and commanded the Wuling Army of the Beiying.
It can be said that he has real power.
The King of Han originally led troops to fight, and if he added a Marquis of Wu'an... even if the crown prince ascended to the throne, it would most likely not be safe.
Little Mr. Pei rolled his eyes and said, "You should marry that aunt in the Du family!"
Xie Zhifei said nothing and looked at Pei Mingting coldly.
"Okay, okay, okay, just think I just farted."
Xie Zhifei stretched out his hand, the warning was very obvious.
"Then what do you say? He Yun is such a piece of shit, and Du Jianxue is willing to marry his daughter to him. It's obvious from the first glance that he is determined."
This is true.
Xie Zhifei knew very well that Du Yiyun's position in Du Jianxue's heart was even higher than that of his two sons.
"There's another bad idea. Don't scold me after hearing this."
Little Master Pei doesn't know why, but bad water gurgled up this night, and he couldn't hold it down.
"Spread the word, Du Yiyun is no longer a young lady, she slept with you."
"Pei Mingting!"
Xie Zhifei roared: "Can you think of something better?"
"Why are you yelling? I told you it was a bad idea."
Little Mr. Pei took out his ears.
"Don't jump up and down. This plan may not work. What if He Yun doesn't care about having a cuckold on his head!"
Xie Zhifei really wanted to slap him to death, "If this idea doesn't work, think of something else."
"why not?"
Little Master Pei sneered sinisterly.
"Thank you, Mr. San, for running to the hook fence when there is nothing wrong. A piece of fat is hanging in front of your eyes. Can you hold it in? Even if you hold it in, others won't believe it."
(End of this chapter)
On the bluestone road.
Han Xu turned to look at Yan Sanhe, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Yan Sanhe didn't beat around the bush, "I want to get some news from you."
"who?"
"Old General Zheng Yu and his family."
Han Xu frowned, "Why is this name so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."
Yan Sanhe: "In the eighth year of Yonghe, there were four lanes and 180 people in the Zheng Mansion, and the massacre occurred."
Han Xu stopped suddenly, "Why do you ask about this?"
"I promised someone else to check it out."
Han Xu's eyelids twitched, "Yan Sanhe, I don't care who you agree to, you must reject this case and don't investigate it."
Yan Sanhe looked up at him, "Do you know something?"
"What can I know as a guard? I only know that this happened in Sijiu City, and the murderers were the Wu family and his son, the exiled monarch of Qi State."
"Then why don't you let me check?"
"Do you know what my father told me the most when he was alive?"
"what?"
"Stay away from Sijiu City, stay away from officials, and stay away from the court."
There was worry in Han Xu's eyes, "It was you who persuaded me; if it had been anyone else, I wouldn't have said a word more."
Yan Sanhe smacked his lips at the meaning of these words and smiled helplessly.
"If I said that this matter is not only other people's business, but also my own business, would you still advise me?"
"Yourself?"
"Correct."
Yan Sanhe nodded.
Her first memory was in the ruined courtyard of Yunnan Mansion.
The first person he saw was Yan Xing.
Yan Xing said that she was his granddaughter. She had just turned eight years old. After a serious illness, she forgot everything.
She believed it and never doubted it.
Yan Xing taught her reading, writing, and painting, and took her to travel to every river and mountain in Yunnan Prefecture.
The first time she transformed thoughts and demons was Murakami's grandmother.
When my grandmother died and there was a funeral at home, Yan Xing wrote a couplet for the family.
She followed her, but Grandma had not yet been placed in the coffin, her eyes were open blankly, and the adults on the side were discussing how to ask the goddess to close the eyes of the dead.
She seemed to be pulled by something, so she walked over and put her hands on her grandma's eyes, and then she saw it.
"She has inner demons, and the inner demons are..."
She pointed towards the adults and pointed at Grandpa in the corner: "It's you!"
The man had an affair with the little widow next door and gave birth to a daughter. He said he picked her up from outside and took her home to be raised by her grandmother.
Grandma has always known it, but she just didn’t dare to say it.
The man was very good to his daughter, even his own son would be put behind him. The grandma was unwilling to raise children for others all her life, so she couldn't close her eyes.
From that day on, she realized that she was different from others.
The inner demons at the beginning were very simple, she put her hands on them and knew;
After the age of 14, it became more and more difficult to solve the inner demons, and every time she solved one inner demon, she could recall a little bit of the past.
Only then did she realize that Yan Xing was not her grandfather.
She didn't dare to ask him, and the words came to her lips several times. Looking at Yan Xing's skinny appearance, she could only swallow the words.
But Yan Xing saw her alienation, called her into the study and said a word to her.
"Yan Sanhe, your surname is Yan, you are my child."
It is better to be kind than to be kind.
After hearing this sentence, she had no other thoughts in her mind. She just thought that she was adopted or picked up by Yan Xing.
Yan Sanhe opened his eyes suddenly.
wrong!
Back then, how did Yan Xing know that she had just turned eight?Who told him this?
Why did he take her in and then treat her as his own?
What is his relationship with the Zheng family?
Does he know anyone from the Zheng family?Thinking of what Yan Xing said to her when he came to her room on the last night, Yan Sanhe suddenly had a splitting headache.
"Yan Sanhe, Yan Sanhe..."
Yan Sanhe raised his head blankly, his eyes dull, "Huh?"
Han Xu saw that her face was pale and there was cold sweat on her forehead, "What's wrong with you?"
"I……"
Yan Sanhe murmured, "I have to go back to Yunnan Mansion. I have to go back. There are so many secrets, Han Xu, so many secrets."
……
Open a cabinet shop.
The front yard was bustling with people, and the gamblers were all excited.
In the backyard, Zhu Qing jumped on the boat and got into the cabin.
"Sir, I have found out clearly that it was the Wei family who helped connect the two families and built the bridge."
The Wei family is the natal family of Princess Han.
Xie Zhifei: "Is there any movement in the Prince's Mansion?"
Zhu Qing shook his head, "It is said that the prince used half an extra crab on the Mid-Autumn Festival. He has suffered from gout in the past few days and has not even gone to court in the morning. He is recuperating at the mansion."
Xie Zhifei really wanted to scold her.
The one is pushing so hard step by step, why is this one still thinking about chewing crabs?Do you really think that with the title of Prince, you can sit back and relax?
"Ming Ting, this marriage cannot happen no matter what."
"Isn't that nonsense?"
Everyone in the world knew about the ambition of the King of Han. The person who arranged the marriage between the Duhe family was not He Yun, but He Yun's father, Marquis Wu'an.
If the words "Wu'anhou" were placed a few decades ago, he would be a really famous figure.
He Yun's grandfather, Mr. Lao Hou, fought with Taizu, and the first two of his three legitimate sons died on the battlefield.
Because of this reason, Wu'anhou Mansion has always been stable in Sijiu City.
After the old Marquis passed away, the youngest son, He Yun's father, not only inherited the title as a matter of course, but also took over the old Marquis' errands and commanded the Wuling Army of the Beiying.
It can be said that he has real power.
The King of Han originally led troops to fight, and if he added a Marquis of Wu'an... even if the crown prince ascended to the throne, it would most likely not be safe.
Little Mr. Pei rolled his eyes and said, "You should marry that aunt in the Du family!"
Xie Zhifei said nothing and looked at Pei Mingting coldly.
"Okay, okay, okay, just think I just farted."
Xie Zhifei stretched out his hand, the warning was very obvious.
"Then what do you say? He Yun is such a piece of shit, and Du Jianxue is willing to marry his daughter to him. It's obvious from the first glance that he is determined."
This is true.
Xie Zhifei knew very well that Du Yiyun's position in Du Jianxue's heart was even higher than that of his two sons.
"There's another bad idea. Don't scold me after hearing this."
Little Master Pei doesn't know why, but bad water gurgled up this night, and he couldn't hold it down.
"Spread the word, Du Yiyun is no longer a young lady, she slept with you."
"Pei Mingting!"
Xie Zhifei roared: "Can you think of something better?"
"Why are you yelling? I told you it was a bad idea."
Little Mr. Pei took out his ears.
"Don't jump up and down. This plan may not work. What if He Yun doesn't care about having a cuckold on his head!"
Xie Zhifei really wanted to slap him to death, "If this idea doesn't work, think of something else."
"why not?"
Little Master Pei sneered sinisterly.
"Thank you, Mr. San, for running to the hook fence when there is nothing wrong. A piece of fat is hanging in front of your eyes. Can you hold it in? Even if you hold it in, others won't believe it."
(End of this chapter)