Chapter 545 Godson

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 With so many hollows, it’s not that easy to find anything wrong.

If Mu Qingyu hadn't now reached super-first-class Dzogchen, with amazing senses and lightning-like eyesight, she would probably have to check and confirm everything.

But at this time, she was very sure that there was something wrong with this hollow place.

If you don't look carefully, there seems to be no difference. However, Mu Qingyu's eyes are very sharp and his nose is very sensitive. The color of the wood on the inside is at least one degree darker.

There is no foreign matter, but it has been contaminated by foreign matter.

The smell that can be caught in the nose is also very light. If you are careless, you may ignore it. Even if you don't ignore it, people who are not familiar with medical science will not feel that there is anything wrong.

But Mu Qingyu happens to be knowledgeable about medicine.

She did not move the screen. The screen was in her courtyard, far away from Pei Ji.

Mu Qingyu closed the door, turned around and left the room.

At this time, Zhou Chen finally arrived.

This old butler almost ran away today. Fortunately, Mu Qingyu was considerate and sent someone to pick him up.

When Zhou Chen came back, Mu Qingyu was waiting in the side hall.

Knowing that the young lady was waiting for him, Zhou Chen got off the carriage and went straight to the side hall.

"Little miss, how are you doing, master?"

Mu Qingyu said: "Nothing happens for now!"

Zhou Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly caught the key point of these words: "For the time being?"

Mu Qingyu said: "Yeah! But don't worry, Grandpa Zhou, I will invite the best doctor and he will be cured!"

Zhou Chen, who knew that the young lady was very capable, calmed down.

Mu Qingyu asked him: "Grandpa Zhou, have Pei Mansion and Shanyang Bo Mansion ever had any festivals before?"

Zhou Chen raised his head, confused: "No!"

He added: "Not only not, but the relationship between the family head and Uncle Shanyang was good in the past. Uncle Zhao had served in the same camp as the family head earlier, and they often drank together. However, later, when the Weiwu Marquis Mansion declined, this relationship was broken.

It’s been a long time! The head of the family is a strong man. After he fell into despair, he didn’t want to see others looking at him coldly, so he took the initiative to cut off the relationship with Uncle Shanyang.”

Mu Qingyu said: "Then why this time..."

Zhou Shen said: "This time Shanyang Bo came to visit, the head of the family was very happy. The two met very cordially and kept reminiscing about old times."

He added: "If the two of them had not had a great conversation, the head of the family would not have accepted Uncle Shanyang's gift. After Uncle Shanyang left, the head of the family asked me to go to the warehouse to see what gift I could choose in return.

He said he would visit Shanyang Bofu in three days!"

Mu Qingyu nodded and said: "Have the two of you always had a good time talking to each other? Is there anything unpleasant in between?"

Zhou Chen shook his head: "They only reminisced about the past. When they talked about the old things, they were filled with emotion and sadness. There was nothing unpleasant about it! The owner of the family took Uncle Shanyang to visit several courtyards. Uncle Shanyang also said that the owner's prosthetic leg was completely invisible.

Traces, he has finally come to the end of his hardships!"

Mu Qingyu said: "I know!"

Zhou Chen said doubtfully: "Little miss, do you think the master of the house is in coma or poisoned? Is it related to Uncle Shanyang?"

He pondered: "But when Uncle Shanyang came to the house, he did nothing except giving gifts and reminiscing about old times. The old slave was there during the whole process. The tea they drank was brought over by the old slave himself. The master of the house and Uncle Shanyang were out.

At that time, the old slave also accompanied me throughout the whole process! The master of the house is cautious, not to mention that Uncle Shanyang has no chance to poison, even if there is a chance, the master of the house will definitely notice it!"

Mu Qingyu sighed: "Grandpa Zhou, Uncle Shanyang came to visit in the morning, and grandpa fell into a coma in the afternoon. Although it may not be Uncle Shanyang's fault, the time is too tight. So I want to know more about it and see if I can find it.

Reason!"

Zhou Shen said: "That's right. You know people but don't know their hearts. If Uncle Shanyang really did it, the head of the family would be so sad! When Uncle Shanyang left, he even told the old slave that this is the only friend who has come to visit him in so long!"
Mu Qingyu sent Zhou Chen away, changed his clothes, and left Pei Mansion.

Shanyang Bofu is a few streets away. Although they are in the same area, they are not close.

Mu Qingyu appeared on the roof of the main courtyard of Shanyang Bo Mansion.

She is good at concealment, not to mention her martial arts skills have improved to a higher level. Even if it is broad daylight, she does not worry about being discovered.

Zhao Xitai is about fifty years old. He has a tall figure but has not put on weight. He looks quite majestic.

At this time, he was in the main room, with a man kneeling in front of him.

The man was in his thirties, with his head drooped and looking downcast.

Zhao Xitai pointed at his nose and scolded: "Look at you, you are already thirty-two now. How old is your son? You are still doing nothing all day long. You are like this, and you still want to inherit the uncle's house? Why did I give birth to a useless person like you?

Something?"

His son Zhao Xu'an whispered: "You have such high demands, who can achieve them?"

"What did you say?"

Zhao Xu'an hurriedly said: "The son said that what the father said was that the son was incompetent and had embarrassed the father. The son will definitely work hard in the future so that the father will no longer worry about his son!"

This was a very good attitude, but Zhao Xitai laughed angrily: "Which time did you not say this, but when did you change it? Now, you use this trick to fool me again?"

Zhao Xu'an said: "Dad, what do you want your son to do? For so many years, your son has been doing things according to your instructions. The son is not as capable as the father, but the son also tried his best. The son has worked hard and hard, and the father has never praised him even half a word, but

The second brother and the third brother, but dad never hesitates to praise him!"

"I've betrayed you!" Seeing that his son actually talked back, Zhao Xitai became even more angry. He took a smooth and long piece of bamboo from the side, slapped it on Zhao Xu'an's shoulder and back.

Zhao Xu'an almost jumped up, but he didn't dare to move. He just lowered his head desperately to cover up the hatred in his eyes.

After beating him, Zhao Xitai scolded: "Your second and third brothers are younger than you, but they are more sensible than you. Any one of them can stand alone. What about you? You are over thirty, and you are not as sensible as your son. You spend all your time

He only knows how to cause trouble and not do his job all day long! Don’t think that you are the eldest son, and the uncle’s house will be passed to you in the future!"

He sat down to take a breath and cursed again: "Don't you know, the emperor intends to reduce the number of noble titles! After I die, the Earl's House can only pass it on to one generation. If there is no meritorious service in the next three generations, the title will be gone. The Mighty Marquis' House has learned from the past.

Are you blind in front of me? If it comes to you, with your virtue, it will be surprising if you can keep it! If you don't repent, I will pass the title to your second brother after my death!"

Zhao Xu'an defended in a low voice: "Father, my son has realized his mistake. Although my son is unworthy, your grandson Zhuo'er is smart and smart. He will definitely be able to make great achievements and pass on the title!"

Zhao Xitai said coldly: "If I can't count on my son, how can I still count on my grandson?"

Zhao Xu'an rolled his eyes: "Father, we are different from the Weiwuhou Mansion. The Weiwuhou Mansion has no empress. Pei Shili died more than ten years ago. How can the Pei family not be in decline?"

"Where did you get the news?"


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