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Chapter three hundred and eighty first envy

Li Xu sat under the lamp and sorted out the documents in his hands, but his mind was thinking about the clues about the case, and then integrated them all into a string.

She should have found clues from Cui Hao, and then traced the Yan family. And because of the arrival of the Prince of Shunyang County, she followed the clues of the Biyun Tower woman and involved Master Huijing.

You're so smart, you didn't make a single mistake to achieve today's results.

In order not to alert the enemy and make Master Huijing aware of it, she avoided everyone's eyes and ears and carefully arranged to break the situation.

He wanted to step in to help, but suddenly found that there was no use for it. That was because she and Song Chengxuan had no intention of relying on the help of others, even if he was an official sent by the court.

It’s understandable if you think about it carefully.

The Song family and the Xu family are about to get married. They are one body at all times, so they naturally have to guard against others.

After this incident, Song Chengxuan and Xu Qinghuan should focus on the situation in the southeast. If he stays in Beijing, he will not have much interaction with the north for the time being.

Even if there is a case, it is difficult to encounter one, so naturally there will be no worries now.

Why would he be worried?

Li Xu closed his eyes slightly. Xu Qinghuan had no intention of him, and he had no intention of borrowing power from Song Chengxuan or relying on his thoughts. They were people on two different paths, so why should he hurt his feelings in this regard again and again.

Is it possible that he is envious?

If the person standing next to Xu Qinghuan was him today, would he feel more energetic?

Maybe, when she left for Changzhou, he would often think about it. Maybe she had new clues and expected that she would help An Yihou.

But he didn't expect that her relationship with Song Chengxuan would develop by such a rapid pace. It was only the beginning of the relationship when they were in the capital, and Marquis An Yi agreed to the Song family's marriage proposal without even returning to the capital.

There must be a reason for this that outsiders cannot know.

Li Xu took a sip of tea when he thought of this. Maybe his thoughts were disturbed, but he felt that Song Chengxuan's identity was not that simple.

Quanzhou, Xue Chen, the Song family, and even the Marquis of Anyi are in today's situation, all inseparable from one person, and that is Song Chengxuan.

Xue Chen's title of mighty general came from his father's death in the battlefield. Before Quanzhou, General Xue was just a weak scholar. When he went in and out of the military camp, he also made suggestions for the commander. From this point, it can be seen that Xue Chen's ambition is not to lead the troops personally.

Fighting, or in other words, he is not good at leading troops. What he really wants to do is to cultivate talents and make plans for them.

And the person who put in all the trouble to let Xue Chen stay in Quanzhou should be Song Chengxuan.

The Song family was just relying on Wuming before. Even if Xue Chen wanted to train capable generals around him, he would not be so dedicated. This time when dealing with the Japanese, Song Chengxuan took the limelight. Even if he treated his own son, he would not do this.

After thinking about it like this, there must be a very important secret in it.

Is Xu Qinghuan and Song Chengxuan together because they really share the same feelings, or are they an alliance? If it is an alliance, who can make An Yihou bow to them?

Thinking of this, Li Xu stood up and walked out of the window. A bright moon hung above her head. I don't know how many people had trouble sleeping tonight. She must be very busy in planning and breaking the situation.

Chang Yue's snoring was loud.

Li Xu's eyes darkened slightly, as expected, only fools are the calmest.

Thinking of this, he turned around, picked up his cloak, and walked quickly to Jiangyin Yamen.



The lanterns under the eaves of the Yan family's house were fluttering in the wind, and wooden leaves fell to the ground. Two black coffins were parked in the corner of the yard, ready to contain the bodies of Mrs. Yan's second wife and Mr. Yan's second master.

Earlier today, I heard that Miss Yan Si died in the river. Mr. Yan casually carried a coffin to collect it, but in the end he returned with an empty coffin.

If it was Miss Yan Si who was drowned, then three lives were lost in the Yan family in the blink of an eye, and the three corpses were parked in the yizhuang of the Yamen.

The servants of the Yan family were burning paper money in the corner and whispering about family affairs. They didn't know which master had offended the gods and Buddhas and caused such a bloody disaster to happen to the Yan family. I hope nothing happens again.

At this point, the servants of the Yan family heard the sound of things being broken from the house of Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan, and then Mrs. Yan's sad voice: "I will fight with you."

The servants of the Yan family immediately put down their work and rushed over to check the situation.

There were already several mothers in charge standing there in the yard. They looked cautiously into the house, but no one dared to go in to persuade her.

The eldest man is beating the eldest wife again. This kind of thing is common in the Yan family. When the old lady was alive, she would at most send someone to say a few words to persuade the eldest man. That was it. After the old lady left, the old man simply

He ignored this and showed a conniving attitude. Anyway, the men of the Yan family would not suffer. As long as they did not beat anyone to death, they would be fine.

When the eldest daughter of the Yan family was still alive, Mr. Yan went home drunk and beat Mrs. Yan. Mrs. Yan was pregnant at the time and after being kicked a few times by Mr. Yan, she immediately had a miscarriage. Miss Yan returned

When her parents' family found out about this, they couldn't suppress their anger and scolded both the eldest and the old man. As a result, Mr. Yan resented the eldest daughter. From now on, if anything happened to the eldest daughter at her husband's house, the Yan family would no longer come forward.

A few years later, the eldest lady died of illness. When she was buried, everyone in the Yan family hid the truth from the eldest lady. If not for the heart-to-heart connection between mother and daughter, the eldest lady Yan felt something strange and would not have seen the eldest lady for the last time.

"It's terrible, the eldest lady is going to be beaten to death like this," the mother in charge finally shouted, "What are you doing standing still? Come in quickly, if something happens to the Yan family's main house again, what are we going to do?

manage?"

This makes sense, and the Yan family's mother, who is in charge of the house, opens the door and enters the house.

Although they had been prepared, the situation in the room still shocked everyone. What they didn't expect was that Mr. Yan was standing in the room with blood on his face, his hair in a messy bun, and his clothes were torn, looking miserable.

Mrs. Yan huddled motionless in the corner, as if she had no life left.

Mr. Yan's eyes widened, and he wanted to go forward and hit Mrs. Yan: "You vicious woman, you dare to hurt me, how did you learn this, don't pretend, I will beat you to death today."

Mr. Yan was about to step forward as he spoke. Mrs. Yan raised her head with difficulty. Her face was covered with scars and one of her eyes was already swollen: "If you have the guts... just... divorce me... I

I beat you...don't you dare...divorce me...who would marry you if you are like this..."

"I am so angry," Mr. Yan yelled, "A scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. Well, since you say so, don't blame me for being cruel. I will divorce my wife now. You and the companion brought by your mother's family will immediately

Get out of Yan's house, I don't want to see you again."

Mr. Yan said this and entered the small study room in the inner room to write a letter of divorce.

The mother who was in charge of the room immediately became anxious: "Madam...please say something soft. If the eldest master really writes a letter of divorce, it will be too late."

"The men of the Yan family... are all cowards... they only know how to beat women," Mrs. Yan said suddenly, "They say they are from a scholarly family... but in fact... they are not worth a penny because they are poor... all my mother's dowry was spent on it.

On them... But they never thought of my benefits, and my child died in their hands. I don't want to stay in this dirty place for a moment anymore."

Mrs. Yan said and looked at the housekeeper's mother: "Call... my companions... I will leave as soon as I get the divorce letter... I would rather die outside than have anything to do with the Yan family anymore."

"Okay, this is what you said," Mr. Yan turned around and threw the divorce letter in his hand at Mrs. Yan's face, "From now on, you will have no relationship with the Yan family, and in the future... you will not

I will regret it."

After speaking, Mr. Yan turned around and ordered his servants: "Throw this woman out." This bastard woman didn't know why she went crazy tonight. Is it wrong for him to settle the score with her about the fourth girl? She didn't even know

He repented and started fighting with him instead. If he didn't punish her, how would he lose his face?

Seeing Mrs. Yan being helped out of the door without looking back, Mr. Yan suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and the woman no longer knelt down to beg.

Maybe she thought that the Yan family had been ruined. Well, tonight he would dig out all the belongings of the Daxia royal family and turn them into a real aristocratic family, making this ruined family regretful.


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