General Yan was shocked and wondered if Altan had returned and fought back? He immediately pressed his big hand on the hilt of the sword and shouted, "What's the matter?"

The soldier replied, "Mo Rigen has escaped!"

Everyone was disgraced and thought that this was really a matter of trouble, and they rushed together. Why did they lose such an important prisoner at this moment?

General Yan's eyes were straightened: "How did he escape?" The servant said bitterly: "I'm still here this morning. I just delivered food to him, but I found that the person was missing."

Xin Lu said: "I'm blamed for this matter. Mo Rigen is extremely cunning. I should have left a few junior sisters to guard him."

General Yan waved his hand quickly: "What did Master Shi say? This is the responsibility of the soldiers. What does it have to do with you? Master Shi doesn't have to worry about it. Mo Rigen is infected with the disease and must not run far away. People will come! He sent my order to search the whole city, so he must capture him back!" Qin Juexiang snorted coldly: "When Altan withdraws his troops, he should rectify this guy on the spot. It's just that he has to be one thing after another, and he forgot about it." Chen Sheng said: "Master An, the people in our branch are not idle either. You and Lei Sheng lead a team to search the East City, Gu Changxin, you and Mo Ruzhi lead people to search the South City, Young Master, you and Yu Zhide search the East, Xiao Hao search the West, we use the Central Street as the boundary and cooperate with the official army, let's act!"

Everyone searched for most of the day and went back to the General's Mansion to meet, but no one found the shadow of Mo Rigen. Qin Juexiang's team came back last, and saw that others had no gains, he said angrily: "Okay, Mo Rigen, if you have you, you can't find it. When the sun sets, you will be completely lost! Damn!"

Chang Sihao said: "I don't know how long I had escaped before others disappeared. Maybe I had already escaped from the city at that time."

General Yan nodded: "Forget it, anyway, he is sick, I'm afraid he won't live long. If he escapes to Altan and infects the Tartars, it would be great." Mo Rigen is a famous Tatar general. If he can enter the capital, he will have a lot of contributions. After he ran away, several generals felt very sorry. Seeing that Lord Yan was like this, he could only laugh. General Yan asked: "Nephew, what are you going to do next?"

Qin Juexiang said: "I'm going back to pack my things and rush back to Taiyuan overnight."

General Yan said, "Why do you have to be so urgent? I heard that Juhao Pavilion has already withdrawn. You will go back one day earlier and one day later. There is no big difference. I am tired from guarding the city these days, and everyone has no rest. In my opinion, you will have to rest for a few days before leaving. First, let's keep a spirit for the old man, and second, plan a plan carefully and move more after planning."

Qin Juexiang glanced at Chen Shengyi next to him and smiled, "Thank you for your care. My nephew is not a reckless person. I want to take revenge instead of going to die. I will not do it recklessly. You can rest assured. As for the schedule, you have a good intention. Since you have opened this, your nephew will stay for another night. Let's set off tomorrow morning. Uncle, you have a good rest. My nephew will go back first." He bowed and turned his head to Chang Sihao and said, "Brother, let's go." Chang Sihao nodded, bid farewell to General Yan, and then followed. Qin Juexiang accelerated his pace. When Chen Shengyi and the few people gave up, they had already set aside. Chang Sihao said, "Juexiang, wait for Brother Chen." Qin Juexiang only looked forward without saying a word.

It was dusk when I returned to the branch. The autumn wind was slightly rising, the sunset was in decline, and the clouds in the sky were burning, which was extremely gorgeous.

The yard was cleaned and built a spiritual shed. Qin Langchuan's ashes were put away and put into a wooden box on the table. The mourning banner was tall outside, the wax inside was high, and the smoke was scattered around him, and the blue thread clouds, Xinlu and other nuns were chanting the scriptures. Qin Juexiang went in and kowtowed a few times, stood up, his face was depressed.

An Ziteng tied a white ribbon with his waist, held a wooden plate and said, "Young Master, it may not be appropriate for you to wear a big red body, so change it."

Qin Juexiang saw the plate neatly stacked with white cloths, looked down at his body, and laughed: "Is it filial to change clothes and wear mourning? Fuck! Then it's really easy to be a filial son and grandson! I have made my grandfather angry a lot. Not only is it unfilial, but it's not unfair to throw it into the Qin family. It's not unfair to throw it into the yamen. Hehe, but now I want to save it, it's too late. I've been wearing this red dress since I was a child, and I don't even change it to sleep. I don't wear this filial piety clothes, and I don't deserve it. You should take it down and keep it for others! Haha, haha!" Although his laughter sounded, it seemed very dry.

An Ziteng frowned slightly and hesitated. Chen Sheng came forward and said, "Master An, give it to me, I'll wear it."

"Let's wait!"

Qin Juexiang turned around and said, "Master Chen Er, you have to wear mourning, just put a white ribbon on your waist. This veggie is prepared for filial sons and grandchildren. It is not a direct relative, so you don't have the qualifications to touch it!"

Chang Sihao was right beside him, and he felt nervous when he heard it. He felt quite uncomfortable. He thought that even if others could not wear clothes, he would just explain it tactfully. Why is your child so hard to speak, as if he was so angry?

Chen Sheng's forehead was erected: "For decades in the Qin family, the old man has regarded me as his son, and I also serve him as a father. Even though he has no blood relationship, he is not worse than his own child!"

Qin Juexiang smiled coldly: "Thinking you as a son is also treated as a son. Do you know what it means to treat it? If you throw a cat into a tiger's nest, the tiger treats it as its own. Can the cat really become a tiger?"

"You..." Chen Sheng was so angry that his hands were shaking, and he stomped his feet and turned back to the room.

An Ziteng and the people present at the branch all looked cold and silent. Although the young master said this just now, no matter who heard it, he felt extremely heartbroken. He said before that the Qin family was not the same surname, and everyone was brothers and friends, but now he heard the taste in his words, but now he felt that the difference was too far. Chang Sihao couldn't help but say, "Jueixiang, Brother Chen did his best to do his best to do the Qin family. How could you hurt his heart so much!"

Qin Juexiang said coldly: "Brother, why did Uncle Yan advise me just now? He had never heard of the name Juhao Pavilion, so how did he know the inside story? Do you think I can't see it? I've already told the story of the world that the Jianghu people have done. The bearded man made a plan in his heart, but he didn't say it himself, and instead encouraged Uncle Yan. Does this take me seriously?"

Chang Sihao said: "Yes, Brother Chen asked Lord Yan to persuade you, but he is also for you, for the Qin family. Juhao Pavilion is powerful, and blindly fighting is not a solution."

Qin Juexiang waved his hand and snorted coldly: "Brother, you need to say more. I have known him for more than you have known him. He knows who he is for. He knows himself better. I am not polite to him today, just want him to know that no one is a fool. He wants to take charge of the Qin family and be the head of the Qin family. He is still far from being the one who is!"

Chang Sihao laughed and said, "Do you think Brother Chen wants to be the head of the Qin family?"

Qin Juexiang said, "Isn't it? Mo Rigen escaped. Before I could say anything, he jumped out to divide the troops and sent generals. Even I had to command me. Who didn't watch this anxious face? I didn't care about Mo Rigen at that time to capture Mo Rigen, but it doesn't mean I was stupid and didn't even understand this!"

His back was facing the sun of the Western Sky, his face was in a shadow, and his expression was blurred, but the gloomy smell in his tone could be heard by anyone. Chang Sihao thought: "How can Brother Chen not be anxious when Mo Rigen escaped? For a moment, he only thought about how to search and capture him. It was normal that he forgot that you should take the initiative to speak. Why did he become a man who wanted to seize power and take charge of the Qin family? You are a child, and Brother Chen is an elder at least. What can you do to command and distribute you again?"

He wanted to argue again, but looking at Qin Juexiang's appearance, he knew that his misunderstanding was deep and could not be changed for a moment. He shook his head and said slowly: "Juexiang, don't let prejudice blind your eyes. It will show people's hearts over time. I think you will understand who will treat you well one day, but I hope that that day will not come too late, otherwise it will make people regret it." After that, he turned around and walked away.

Qin Juexiang saw him walking towards Chen Sheng's room, and his chest was twitching. He wanted to wait for him to stop him, but he forced himself to hold it back.

After dinner, everyone sent them to rest. Qin Jue Xiang came out of the house. Looking up, he saw that the night sky was blue and silver all over the sky. The cool breeze blew, the coldness penetrated his skin into his bones, and he felt an indescribable melancholy and lonely heart.

A murmuring sound of chanting scriptures came into my ears, and the voice was soft and rhythmic.

He slowly walked outside the spirit shed, and saw An Ziteng filling paper beside the copper basin. A pot of fire was burning vigorously. Xinlu was sitting next to her with a hand twisted Buddhist beads and closed her eyes. The flames reflected her face golden, making people feel warm all over her body.

"Master An, you are so lucky to be busy with your work, thank you for your hard work." Qin Juexiang walked into the shed.

An Ziteng shook his head and looked at Qin Langchuan's spiritual card on the table. His eyes were deep and lonely, and he said lightly: "It should be."

Qin Juexiang smiled, squatted down and reached out to pinch the yellow money paper he filled in to the brazier: "You go and rest, I'll do it." An Ziteng glanced at him, turned his head to look at Xinlu, let go of his fingers, nodded and exited.

Xinlu's expression was calm and peaceful, maintaining her original posture and chanting the scriptures. Qin Juexiang continued the paper while sneaking in the eyes. The shadow of her eyelashes in the fire light was constantly changing, sometimes lengthening and sometimes shortening, making people feel that the pair of eyes seemed to be open and closed. Under the round and smooth nose, the thin lips of the light pink color opened and closed and moved lightly, making an ancient Sanskrit sound, like a song of requiem, which made people's hearts empty and like the sea.
Chapter completed!