When Xia Xun left Qixia Mountain and went to Jinling City, he was riding on his horse with a faint smile on his face. His expression was like a cat that had eaten a fat fish and was extremely satisfied.
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In the mountains and forests, the endless wind and moon, the two people were in love, and it goes without saying how many tricks they tried. Just judging from his expression, he was extremely happy. Peng Ziqi was itching with hatred. When he saw his hateful expression, he couldn't bear it.
I wanted to whip him a few times with a small whip, completely forgetting that I was also generally happy at that time.
But she just couldn't see Xia Xun's annoying character. Xia Xun actually meant to tease her, and the two of them fought all the way into Jinling City.
This is not the first time that the two of them have entered Jinling City, but the last time they came here was to litigate a lawsuit and they were not in the mood to visit. This time it was different. Not only did they have nothing to worry about, the two of them had just made love, and they were happy both physically and mentally.
While the oil is being mixed inside, you can see the mountains as scenery, the water as scenery, and the people as scenery. You have paradise in your heart, and there is no place that is not beautiful. What’s more, this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties is a paradise on earth.
After traveling to Jinling, how could we not go to the Qinhuai River? The two of them left their horses and wandered to the banks of the Qinhuai River. They stopped in front of the Confucius Temple and ordered a few local snacks. Duck gizzards, duck intestines, duck liver, and old duck.
The old duck vermicelli soup made of duck soup and vermicelli is milky white in color and delicious in taste; the tofu is fresh and smooth, crisp but not broken, and the shortbread is oily but not greasy. It is light and refreshing, and is suitable for all ages.
Shrimp steamed dumplings suitable for everyone...
What's more, his sweetheart was considerate and brought the delicious food to his mouth. Peng Ziqi's mouth was fragrant and his heart was sweet.
Xia Xun is also a little hungry. She has a lot of physical work to do today, but what a girl needs is a man's thoughtfulness and care. Obviously she can get something by herself, but she feels different when you hand it to her. This is
It was a girl's nature to abide by the laws of nature, so he had no choice but to be patient and be a good man, coaxing the baby to be happy first, and then opening his cheeks to eat.
Three shrimp dumplings were thrown into his mouth. Before he could taste the taste, Xia Xun suddenly saw an acquaintance and his eyes widened.
An Litong, An Fatty.
Fatty An was wearing a copper coin officer's robe, an officer's turban on his head, and shoes with the character "Fu" on his feet. He swayed three times with each step, slowly jumping up and down. He was supported by a ten-year-old beauty with enchanting appearance next to him. This beauty was wearing a crimson robe, and if
She is said to be a prostitute in a brothel. I never see her wearing a horned crown and auburn armor when she goes out. If she is said to be Fatty An's wife and concubine, her charm and charm are too strong for the prostitute.
"Brother An, outside Yuan An!"
Xia Xun stood up and called. Fatty An raised his fat face. When he saw him, he couldn't help being shocked. He hurriedly shook off the woman and walked forward quickly: "Oh my god, it's you, how can you respond?"
Oh my god, it’s a tune..."
He suddenly came to Peng Ziqi, and swallowed back the words as soon as they reached his lips.
Xia Xun pulled him aside and said: "No, I went back to my hometown to get married. I couldn't find anyone to contact me. I didn't have orders from above, and I couldn't rush to the Jinyiwei Yamen to report rashly, so I had to come back by myself.
Getting married, this reason is still reasonable, right?"
Fatty An raised his thumb and said, "This is you, Brother Yang. I, An, would never dare to do that."
Xia Xun said: "Huh? Are you healed?"
Fatty An was stunned. His right hand with his thumb raised suddenly opened and retracted, and immediately turned into a chicken claw shape. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his round chin vigorously drew circles into his arms, scratching the fat on his chin.
His body trembled so hard that he fainted: "No... I didn't howl, it's just... it's just... I'm learning... I'm a lot clearer..."
Xia Xun smiled dryly and said: "Brother An, there are no outsiders here, so stop pretending. Are you still a member of Jinyiwei? The higher ups haven't arranged any errands for you recently?"
Fatty An continued to shake his chin and twitch his chicken paws: "No... I can't do it. What else can I do if I look like this? However, I just responded to the Queen of Heaven. Master Qian has summoned Yici, but... it's...
The department asked about you..."
Xia Xun immediately became alert: "Master Qian Shi? Which Master Qian Shi?"
A flash of awe flashed in Fatty An's eyes, which was quickly covered up by his feigned madness, and he laughed and said: "Now...we, the Jin Yiwei, are only...one official. Apart from Lord Luo Kediluo, how can there be anyone else?"
What’s the matter?”
This was the first time Xia Xun heard of Luo Kedi's name.
"Dig Yang Xu's ancestral grave?"
Luo Kedi frowned slightly, and Xiao Qianyue responded.
Luo Kedi pondered for a moment, then a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What a good idea. When Yang Xuchu returned home and saw that his ancestral home was occupied, he dared to kill all his uncles' livestock, regardless of the consequences of falling out with his relatives.
With his temperament, if he knew that his ancestral grave had been dug up, he would be furious and kill people... In this case, it is exactly what they want. It is easy to use the government's sword to get rid of this black sheep of the Yang family, haha..."
Xiao Qianyue said: "My lord, what should we do now? Do we still want to go down?"
Luo Kedi shook his head: "Who is the mastermind?"
Xiao Qianyue said: "He is the eldest grandson of Yang Rong, the head of the Yang family. His name is Yang Chong, and he is a student of the Imperial Academy."
Luo Kedi didn't ask him how he found this person. His men always had their own methods. Although Jinyiwei was weak, it was still easy to find a commoner in the three-thirds of an acre of Yingtian Mansion.
Luo Kedi pondered for a moment and said: "As a son of a man, once he hears such news, coupled with the temperament he has shown all along, it is difficult to say that he will not lose his mind. I will go see him."
When Xia Xun and Peng Ziqi hurried back to Moling Town, they found that the people in the town were avoiding the plague. Although they usually avoided contact with themselves, they were far from this extent. Now they were simply avoiding the wind. Xia Xun immediately noticed something was wrong.
I hurriedly rushed home. When I arrived at the door of the house, I happened to bump into Manager Xiao coming out. Manager Xiao seemed to be drunk, his face was red, and he was holding a steel drill tightly in his hand. Two strong craftsmen were holding tightly.
Pulling him, he dragged her to the ground. Mrs. Xiao and Xiaodi were followed behind, with panic on their faces.
Xia Xun immediately dismounted his horse and shouted urgently: "What happened?"
"Master!"
When Guanshi Xiao saw him, he burst into tears and screamed: "Young Master, the Yang family... the Yang family is bullying people too much!"
"My lord, I can't tell you, I can't tell you..."
"father!"
Mrs. Xiao and Xiaodi were shocked and immediately rushed forward. One went to cover Manager Xiao's mouth, while the other nervously ran over and grabbed Xia Xun's sleeves tightly.
Xia Xun became suspicious, raised his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
Manager Xiao didn't seem to want to say anything, but he really couldn't bear such a big thing. When he trembled and told the story, the place was completely silent. Everyone held their breath and looked at Xia Xun worriedly, for fear that he would change.
Manager Xiao became the second one to go crazy and immediately took the knife to go to the Yang family to settle the score.
Xia Xun's face turned blue, but he didn't appear to be furious.
Yang Chong's calculation of human nature is very accurate. As a son of man, even a person like Xia Xun who has been influenced by modern legal system, if his ancestral grave is dug up, even if the other party is under the guise of a family and has the power of patriarchal jurisdiction, it is difficult to say that he will not
He would lose his mind and come to fight for his life. In that era, this was the duty of a filial son.
However, Xia Xun is not Yang Xu. He has only moral principles and no feelings for Yang Dingkun and his wife. The last time he returned to his ancestral home, it was ruined by others. He took action in anger, not only to repay the righteousness of the Yang family, but also to
It was also because this was a hard slap on his face from the other party. If he wanted to be the head of the family, he had to express his feelings.
This time, the other party intensified and did even worse things. If he was the real Yang Xu, he would really have had no choice but to kill everyone and vent his anger at all costs. But he was not Yang Xu, so he woke up and immediately realized the true nature of the other party.
The intention.
This revenge must be avenged! But not on yourself.
Xia Xun took a few breaths, slowly calmed down, and asked calmly: "Where are the coffins of my late father and mother now?"
Steward Xiao burst into tears and said, "They abandoned me at the foot of the mountain outside Yang's cemetery."
Xia Xun patted him on the shoulder, clasped his fists at the similarly indignant craftsmen who followed him, and said, "Everyone, Yang's family is very sparse and there is no manpower. Yang would like to ask you to help me with the work of my late parents."
When the coffins are brought back, can they be used?"
"Young Master Yang, you're welcome. You should, you should. What the old Yang family did is called human affairs, bah! Those of us with foreign surnames won't be able to go down. Let's go, help Mr. Yang. Help Mr. Yang take care of the old man and the old lady."
Please come back, coffin."
Under the shade of the trees opposite, Nan Fei was a little surprised when he saw such a situation: "Sister, he didn't go to fight with Lao Yang's family."
Xie Yufei hid behind the tree and said worriedly: "This makes people even more worried. How can he let go of this humiliation? He is not angry at the moment, maybe because he is unwilling to give up, he wants to put his parents' coffin in order first and take care of everything.
Do you want to fight with others after the funeral?"
"Ah?" Nan Feifei said in panic: "No way? If so, can we stop him?"
Over there, Xia Xun gathered the craftsmen who were helping with the construction at home. A large group of people took their tools and went straight to the Yang family's ancestral grave. Along the way, the entire town was deserted. All the doors were closed tightly, only those doing business on the street.
The people with foreign surnames looked at these people walking by with a timid look. It was not until they left the town that these people breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Qianyue, who was secretly hiding, was also a little surprised by Xia Xun's reaction, but his analysis was generally similar to Xie Yufei's. The more so, the more Yang Xuxin's anger became uncontrollable. He couldn't help but secretly praise Luo Qian for his knowledge of things.
If Luo Qianshi doesn't show up at this moment, I'm afraid this matter really won't go well.
Xia Xun and his people rushed to the foot of the Yang family's ancestral tomb, but did not reach the two coffins. When he was surprised, he saw a man wearing short brown clothes, rolled up his trouser legs, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and carrying a fishing rod.
Walking from the creek at the foot of the mountain, Xiaodi hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and the man said: "Are you the family of the deceased? Tsk, tsk, tsk, who is this? What you did was extremely wicked. Just now, the coffin was carried to the bottom of the mountain and abandoned.
Yes, I saw some kind people passing by. After asking about the situation, they took the coffin away and said..."
He scratched his head and said: "Oh, yes, it was said to be carried to the Tianshi Temple for storage first, waiting for the descendants of the deceased to come find it, so as to avoid being exposed to the sun and rain and making the deceased uneasy."
Xia Xun hurriedly thanked him and asked the craftsmen who came with him if anyone knew where the Tianshi Temple was. The group turned back to the Tianshi Temple. The fisherman smiled slightly, abandoned his fishing rod and walked away.
Tianshi Temple is not very big. There is only one Xianghuo Taoist priest and his two young apprentices. The incense temple is not prosperous. There are three acres of farmland behind the temple, and the three masters and disciples make a living on it.
When Xia Xun entered the temple and asked, the incense Taoist hurriedly said: "That's what happened. Those people gave the poor Taoist some sesame oil money and temporarily stored the coffin behind the temple, saying that the descendants of our family would definitely come to look for it.
It won't be stored here for too long, it turns out to be you, the donor. However, at this time, it is not suitable to invite the spirit back to the house. It is better for the donor to choose an auspicious time tomorrow, perform a ritual ceremony, and then invite the high hall to go home and choose a place for burial.
Your majesty’s coffin is now well placed at the back of the palace, please come with me.”
Two little Taoist priests stopped the people who were following from behind: "All donors, please stay. We already know what happened. The master said: The sudden turmoil makes the dead uneasy. Only immediate family members can enter. Now you can enter
, which is very disadvantageous to you, please wait here."
People at that time believed this very much. As soon as the little Taoist priest said it, everyone stood still and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder.
This Taoist temple is indeed deserted. The front view is shabby enough, and the back view is even more empty. After passing the patio and reaching the door, Taoist priest Xianghuo opened the door and solemnly said: "Donor, please."
Xia Xun walked in and saw two coffins. One was very rotten, but the other was still new. It was the coffin of Yang Dingkun who had just been buried not long ago when he came back from home.
At this time, Xia Xun suddenly realized that there was no sound behind him. He turned his head hurriedly and saw that Taoist Xianghuo had disappeared, but there was a young man with a tall bun, a tall figure, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, and a face like a crown of jade, quietly.
Your Highness stood quietly.
He walked in with a solemn look, clasped his hands, bowed three times to the coffin of Yang Dingkun and his wife, slowly straightened up, and said slowly: "What you did in Qingzhou is very good. Businessmen are good at dancing with long sleeves and graceful faces.
, although you have the help of Feng Xihui and others, and can win the favor of King Qi, your cleverness and energy are not enough. You did better in Peiping, thwarted the Meng people's conspiracy, and saved His Highness King Yan's family. But
This time, you did very badly."
The man slowly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Do you know where you went wrong?"
As if there was a connection, Xia Xun suddenly knew who he was. However, he was so impressed by his grace that he forgot to salute and just followed his words and asked, "What's wrong?"
The young man said coldly: "You are wrong because you think you can reason with them. In fact..., whether he is a gentleman or a villain, we don't need to reason with them at all. Do we need them to be convinced? It's enough for them to be afraid.
The means are not important. What is important is that the goal can be achieved."
The young man glanced at the coffin indifferently and asked: "Your Majesty, your Majesty's Hall has suffered such a great shame and humiliation. What are you going to do?"
Xia Xun said categorically: "The mastermind must die!"
The young man snorted coldly: "That's enough? What are you going to do? Hold a three-foot-long knife, and blood will splash in five steps, showing off your bravery?"
Xia Xun's brows jumped: "So... what should I do?"
The young man said coldly: "You are in the first grade of junior high school, and I am in the fifteenth grade; you give me a foot, and I will give you a foot in return! Also, risking one's life is the stupidest way. If others don't deserve to die, they can die. If they deserve to die,
It is even more important to die. And we, whether we should die or not, cannot die. We have always bullied others, how can it be someone else's turn to bully us?"
He gave him three high-fives, and Xiao Qianyue immediately responded in front of him, knelt down on one knee, cupped her fists and said, "Sir."
The young man stepped out of the hall and left a leisurely message: "I'll leave him to help you. Do it well and don't lose our prestige!"