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Chapter 481: A gentle kiss! (6)
Duan Shichang was startled, and it took him a moment to come to his senses. He turned around and saw a willow leaf dart staring at the table leg with a letter stuck on it.
He took down the letter with trembling hands and opened it, only to see a corner of the silk robe contained in the envelope. It was clearly written in black on the white paper: "For every kilogram of military rations deducted from the prime minister, I will cut off a piece of the young master's skin and flesh!"
His legs went weak, and Duan Shichang fell heavily to the ground. The corner of his robe hung on the willow leaf dart, and a crack was immediately cut, making a sharp hissing sound.
After a long time, he got up from the ground again, pulled out the dart from the table with force, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Here comes someone!"
A servant rushed in from outside, "Sir, what's the matter?!"
"Invite the third master to me immediately!" Duan Shichang tightly held the corner of the silk robe that fell out of the envelope. He recognized that robe. It was an autumn coat made of new fabrics that he had bought for his son two days ago.
He was born young but was the only one in the Duan family, so Duan Shichang naturally doted on him in every possible way.
The servant agreed and went, but soon he panicked and stumbled back, "Master, no... it's not good!"
"What?!" An ominous premonition flashed through Duan Shichang's heart, "Where is Mr. San?!"
The servant trembled and knelt on the ground, "Third Master...he is dead!"
"What!" Duan Shichang's eyesight went dark and he almost fainted, "You...you say it again!"
"Yes!" The servant straightened up with lingering fear, "My dear, I followed your instructions to invite the third master. I went to the third master's yard and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one was there. When I pushed the door in, I saw the third master hanging alone.
He has hung himself from the rafters!"
Suicide?!
How is this possible!
Duan San stayed in his place, Duan Shichang, for five or six years. He was just a guest from an idle family. He spent a lot of money every year. In the past two days, he gave Duan San two young female relatives as gifts, and they gave them fine clothes and food every day.
, how could he commit suicide in the company of a beautiful woman? What reason did he have to commit suicide?!
"Master, do you want to... report to the official?!" the servant asked hesitantly.
Duan Shichang came back to his senses and waved his hand gently, "Send the order and bury the third master with honor!"
The servant agreed and went, while Duan Shichang leaned weakly on the back of the chair, holding the corner of his son's robe tightly with his fingers, "Xiao Yao, you... are cruel enough!"
First he captured his son and then killed his Qingke. The other party's intention was obviously to warn him.
At this time, what can Duan Shichang do?!
After leaning a lot on the back of the chair, Duan Shichang finally stood up, walked heavily to the door step by step, and called for a servant, "Prepare the car immediately, I want to go to the granary of the Ministry of Revenue!"
In order for his son not to be cut into pieces by a knife, he must prepare food and grass for Xiao Yao as soon as possible. Not to mention losing a pound or a tael, even if it is a moment and a half late, he would not dare!
The Duan family has only one seedling and cannot be ruined in his hands.
When Duan Shichang got on the train and rushed to the Hubu Granary, a passerby who seemed to be walking by quickly walked into the alley. As soon as he entered the alley, he immediately flew up and soon arrived at the Golden Street Tianxia
A dark tent behind the first floor.
"Shopkeeper, everything has been done, Duan Shichang is rushing to the granary of the Ministry of Revenue!"
"Yes!" Shopkeeper Qian, who was pulling the abacus beads, responded calmly, "Go ahead and watch carefully. You will never let the Prime Minister's food and grass go wrong in the slightest!"