Jian Xizhou stepped forward and hugged Jian Qingxuan, stroking Jian Qingxuan's hair and said: "It's okay...it's okay...it's okay. Go wash up and change clothes first, and then we'll go see the palace master..."
Chu Sui next to him moved his lips.
He originally planned to take Jian Qingxuan directly to see the palace master, but since Jian Xizhou had already spoken, he didn't say much.
On the way back, Jian Yun had already told Jian Qingxuan about Qingqing.
So, Jian Qingxuan returned to the courtyard where she lived, and first went to Qingqing's room.
Qingqing was still lying on the bed in a daze, her eyes were dull, and she was deaf to everything around her, as if she was stupid.
Looking at Qingqing's appearance, Jian Qingxuan felt sad again.
"Qingqing."
Jian Qingxuan shouted, and tears couldn't help but overflowed from his eyes.
Qingqing remained unmoved, as if she couldn't feel anything around her at all.
"Qingqing...I'm back, Qingqing..."
Jian Qingxuan hugged Qingqing and shook Qingqing's body.
Qingqing remained motionless, but hot tears welled up from the corners of her eyes.
Seeing this, Jian Qingxuan was overjoyed.
She leaned into Qingqing's ear and said: "Jian Cuilian has been killed by me. I chopped her to death with my own sword... Don't worry, I won't let those servants who bully you go.
I have already told Grandpa Yun..."
Tears fell from the corners of his green eyes like broken beads, and his body began to tremble slightly.
After sending Jian Qingxuan back to his residence, Jian Yun was not idle and immediately went to Jian Xizhou to recover.
Jian Xizhou was sitting cross-legged on the couch meditating when he heard footsteps and slowly opened his eyes.
Jian Yun bowed slightly and called out: "Second Master."
Jian Xizhou asked directly: "When my eldest brother died, you were always by his side?"
Jian Yun responded: "Yes."
Jian Xizhou closed his eyes in pain: "Is it hard for my eldest brother to leave?"
Jian Yun answered truthfully: "The city lord has a strong will and never talks about suffering. Only he knows whether it is painful or not."
Jian Xizhou continued: "Did my elder brother have any instructions to stay?"
"have."
Jian Yun respectfully told Jian Xi's instructions before his death.
Jian Xizhou said in a deep voice: "Since my elder brother has made all arrangements, then we will follow my elder brother's instructions."
This was not the first day he met Jian Yun. He knew Jian Yun's loyalty to the Jian family and his eldest brother Jian Xi Lai, so he would not have the slightest doubt about Jian Yun's words.
Jian Yun asked, "Would it be more appropriate for you, the Second Master, to arrange these matters?"
"It doesn't matter, you can make the arrangements." Jian Xizhou said solemnly: "I will sit in the back. If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come to me."
With Jian Xizhou's words, Jian Yun no longer had any scruples. He leaned forward and said, "Then I'll go."
Jian Xizhou waved his hand: "Go!"
Jian Yun left Jian Xizhou's residence and immediately summoned everyone in the house.
He stood on the steps, with Sword King Kong standing beside him with his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Jian Jingang's cronies stood around, forming a faint encirclement.
In the circle were the guards headed by Jian Kuan and Jian Cuilian's servants.
Seeing the battle in front of them, the people in the circle were very uneasy.
Jian Kuan, in particular, had an ominous premonition in his heart.
After being summoned by Jian Yun, he went to Zhan Pingyuan, but found no one. He looked for Jian Cuilian, but Jian Cuilian was nowhere to be seen. Jian Kuan suddenly felt something bad.
The servants who bullied Qingqing wished they could turn into air so that Jian Yun wouldn't notice them, because they had already heard that the young lady was back.
Jian Kuan laughed twice and asked, "The steward summoned us all here. What are your orders?"
Jian Yun's eyes swept across everyone's faces, and he said in a deep voice: "We are summoned to announce the city lord's order before his death."
Jian Kuan muttered: "Since the city lord gave the order before he died, why did the steward say it now?"
The sword, diamond and halberd pointed angrily and cursed: "Who do you think you are? Do you have a role to speak here?"
Jian Kuan immediately retorted: "You have the right to speak, but I don't have the right to speak?"
Although Jian Cuilian and Zhan Pingyuan were nowhere to be seen, Jian Kuan still felt somewhat confident when he thought that Chu Sui, the Marquis of Renyin Palace, was in charge.
Jian Yun glanced at Jian Kuan indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Then, Jian Yun solemnly said: "Before his death, the city lord appointed Miss Qingxuan to take over the position of city lord of Jujian City."
Hearing this, the faces of Jian Kuan and others all changed.
Jian Kuan gritted his teeth and questioned loudly: "These are all your words. What evidence do you have to prove that the city lord issued this order?"
Jian Yun said coldly: "What qualifications do you have to question?"
After saying that, he asked in a deep voice: "King Kong, have all those who followed Jian Cuilian and caused troubles been found out?"
Jian Jingang immediately clasped his fists and said, "Anyone with different intentions inside or outside the mansion will be recorded."
Jian Yun nodded and said: "Okay, take them all, and don't let anyone go. We must clean up these scum as soon as possible to avoid dirtying the lady's eyes."
"Got the order!"
Jian Jingang and his cronies agreed in unison.
Jian Yun squinted at Wu He who was hiding in the crowd, and pointed his finger farther away: "Scrap the skin and stuff it with grass, and put it outside the door of the house as a warning to others!"
"yes."
Jian Jingang responded and made a gesture, and a group of wolf-like and tiger-like guards of the City Lord's Mansion rushed towards Wuhe with clanging footsteps.
Wuhe was stunned.
He turned around and wanted to run, but his legs became weak and he fell to the ground with a "thud".
Two guards stepped forward, leaned over, grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back.
Wuhe wailed loudly: "Steward... have mercy on me, Steward..."
Jian Yun ignored it and his eyes fell on Jian Kuan.
Wuhe wanted to shout again, but a guard next to him swung his scabbard and hit him hard on the mouth.
Wuhe's teeth were knocked out in an instant, and his mouth was covered in blood and flesh.
Before he could scream, the scabbard hit his temple again.
Wuhe's vision went dark and he fainted.
Feeling the coldness in Jian Yun's eyes, cold sweat dripped down Jian Kuan's forehead.
He mustered up the courage to look at Jian Yun and said bravely: "Steward, I am from the Marquis of Yu in Chudu, you can't touch me."
"Really?" Jian Yun snorted coldly, "Go and invite Marquis Yu of Chu."
"yes."
Jian Jingang cupped his fists and responded, then turned around and strode away.
Jian Kuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling filled with uneasiness.
Seeing him pressing his hand to the hilt of the sword, his cronies next to him also grabbed the hilt of the sword one by one, and they would pull the sword out of its sheath at the slightest command.
Soon, Chu Sui, who looked gloomy, was invited over by Jian Jingang.