Several people looked at Lin Jia with somewhat embarrassed expressions. Le Zhili was looked down upon by them again. She was also a serious mistress of the Shangguan family. She did not cooperate, and these people were also embarrassed.
Lin Jia took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This matter cannot be left to my wife's temper. The Qingcheng sect is not a small family, and our family does not have no business in Sichuan. If we harm them, it will not only affect the two families."
It's as simple as old age and death."
After listening to this, several people nodded silently. Lin Jia was right. The Shangguan family's business was spread all over the world. If Qingcheng, the largest sect in central Sichuan, was antagonized because of this matter, it would really outweigh the gains and losses.
"Before leaving Jiangnan, the head of the family also said that my wife can't take charge of things outside, so we will make our own decisions."
Lin Jia looked around at the crowd and said, "I think that when Master Yushu comes to ask for help this time, we must take it seriously. We are just looking for someone, and it won't hinder anyone. We just need to use people and efforts to handle it."
"That's what Brother Lin said." Several people nodded in agreement, so as soon as everyone put it together, they made up their own minds, regardless of Le Zhili's tricks, and arranged for people to start looking for clues about Amao near Dongdu.
At the end of the day, Lin Jia did not forget to explain: "Since the madam is unwilling to come forward, let the young master come. After all, the Shangguan family cannot lose their etiquette in front of the Qingcheng faction."
"I know, I will inform the young master right away."
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On the other side, after Le Zhili left, she first went to see her fat son and urged him to practice martial arts well.
The reason why Shangguan Beicang was able to grow up from a businessman family to his current state of being full of chivalry is largely due to his mother.
Le Zhili's obsession and admiration for martial arts had a profound impact on Shangguan Beicang in a sense. In addition, there was the example of Wen Chenyang nearby. It was only natural that the other party would change like this.
After scolding her lazy son, Le Zhili turned her eyes to Wen Chenyang, who was looking helpless at the side: "Brother Wen, how is your injury?"
Wen Chenyang shook his head and said with a hearty smile: "A little skin injury is no longer a serious problem. There is no need to worry, sister-in-law."
"That's good." Le Zhili saw that the other party was in high spirits, and a smile appeared on her cold face.
The two of them were having a great time, but Shangguan Beicang was practicing stick skills in the yard under the bright sun. He was sweating profusely after a while, but unfortunately his mother and his master didn't pay much attention at the moment.
Gotta get him.
Wen Chenyang and Le Zhili chatted for a few words, then suddenly frowned: "Sister, I saw you looked a little ugly just now. Could it be that something has changed in Dongdu?"
Le Zhili's eyes darkened slightly, and she sighed: "Some things happened at home. To them, I, the wife of the family, am an outsider after all."
Wen Chenyang's frown deepened, and he asked in a solemn voice: "Why, are it Lin Jia and those people who dare to be disrespectful to you?"
Le Zhili was about to tell what had just happened, and she said in a low and authentic tone: "There are many ungrateful people in the world. Brother Wen also had good friends with the seniors of the Qingcheng sect back then, but they just watched you go to jail.
Why should these people help if they die without help?"
"..." Wen Chenyang fell silent after listening.
To be fair, although he is no longer in the arena, he believes that Lin Jia's judgment on this matter was actually correct.
It was because they had no choice but to fall into the hands of the Jinyiwei that they had a grudge against the Qingcheng faction. Now that Master Yushu is willing to speak, he wants to take the initiative to resolve the conflict. The Shangguan family's intervention is actually the most suitable choice.
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The reason why Ke La Zhili was unwilling to help was ultimately because of herself. Although Wen Chenyang felt helpless, she could not hide her emotion.
Seeing Le Zhili's somewhat disappointed expression, he sighed in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Sister, why should you care? You are doing the right thing. The people of the Qingcheng faction are not worth helping. It's Lin Jia and the others who are too pedantic."
"Really?" Le Zhili's face immediately turned from gloomy to clear: "Sure enough, only Brother Wen understands me."
The two looked at each other and smiled. They were happy. Shangguan Beicang on the side finally couldn't practice any more. He yelled, sat down on the ground and said in a playful manner: "No more practice! No more practice! I'm tired.
Damn you!"
Hearing the sound, Le Zhili glanced over, gritted her teeth and said with a half-smile: "Why, do you want to put on the airs of a young master here?"
Shangguan Beicang got up from the ground with a start. He smiled and said, "How dare I? It's just that mother and master want to whisper, and my son is always here, isn't it inconvenient?"
"Cough!" Wen Chenyang almost choked in his throat as he took a sip of tea. While beating his chest, he glared dangerously at Shangguan Beicang, who was speaking freely.
"Bah! What nonsense did the brat say!" Le Zhili was also a little embarrassed. She quickly waved her hands and said, "Okay, I'll spare you today. Mr. Lin is waiting for you in the front yard. Go ahead."
"Hey, that's good."
Shangguan Beicang, as if he had been granted amnesty, happily threw the stick on the shelf and went back to his room to wash up. He wouldn't necessarily go to see people covered in stinky sweat.
Looking at the fat son's leaving figure, Le Zhili shook her head helplessly: "With his temper, I really don't know who he is following."
"Hey." Wen Chenyang also smiled but said nothing. From the bottom of his heart, he liked Shangguan Beicang very much, not only because this boy is Le Zhili's son, but also because this boy was very fond of him, and his temper was simply...
He is exactly the same as he was when he was young.
Of course, it was inconvenient to say this to Le Zhili.
After Shangguan Beicang went to the front yard, he was immediately grabbed by Lin Jia and had a vague conversation.
"Young master, please don't find it troublesome. The Qingcheng sect is a big sect in the world. Being friends with them is only beneficial but not harmful. I know that the young master was almost attacked by the Tianquan thief, but this person is just an exception after all. I hope that the young master will not do anything to him."
The rest of the Qingcheng faction have too many opinions."
Lin Jia's advice could be described as sincere. After all, Le Zhili and Shangguan Beicang have completely different statuses in the eyes of these people.
Shangguan Beicang is an only son, a legitimate son, and an eldest son. The Shangguan family is the only one with Miaomiao. No matter how much he dislikes dealing with the affairs of the Ledger family, he will definitely be in charge of the entire Shangguan family in the future.
So in a sense, the significance of Shangguan Beicang's coming forward is even more important than that of Le Zhili, the mistress. Lin Jia persuaded him like this because he didn't want the other party to have any influence on Yushu and Qingcheng because of his mother's influence.
What kind of bad feeling does Pai have?
Even if there is, it cannot be revealed.
But fortunately, Shangguan Beicang has a clear distinction between love and hate. Instead of being angry with the Qingcheng faction because of the Tianquan incident, he is very interested in the famous Yushu Zhenren.
Seeing this, Lin Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he mentioned the matter of Amao's disappearance, Shangguan Beicang immediately became excited and nodded vigorously, saying: "Eliminating evil and punishing evil is what justice in the world is all about. This matter we
Of course I help!"
Lin Jia was overjoyed: "Master Mingjian!"
With Shangguan Beicang nodding, Lin Jia and others immediately felt confident.