Chapter three hundred and ninth good son-in-law offensive
Time passed little by little. Xue Tao was lying on the bed, still unable to fall asleep. She suddenly heard a slight knocking sound on the roof, which made her tense. But after a while, there was no movement, and she knew that it was Ai Lang.
The sound he made made, he protected herself on the roof. She felt relieved.
As the time gradually approached one o'clock, Guo Song saw a black shadow appear on the wall of Xue's house. Before the shadow could stand firm, the dagger in his hand shot out like lightning. The shadow was caught off guard and fell off the wall with a muffled groan.
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Guo Song knocked on the tile and said with a smile: "It's solved, sleep peacefully!"
After saying that, he also left the roof. Xue Tao heard Ai Lang's voice in a daze. She breathed a sigh of relief and soon fell asleep peacefully.
Guo Song found the flower-picking thief under the wall. He was shot through the head with Guo Song's sharp dagger and died tragically on the spot.
Guo Song carried his body and ran away, sank the body into the river outside Dongshi, and then disappeared into the darkness.
Two days later, the boatmen discovered the body and hurriedly reported it to the authorities. Wannian County officials found more than a dozen women's embroidered shoes on him. Someone recognized him as Yang Linhua, a flower-picking thief who had been wanted by the government for three years. He probably missed the flower-picking.
He was killed, but there were no clues about the case and the government didn't want to pursue it, so they showed his head to the public to appease the victim's family.
It was two o'clock in the morning, and the curtains on a small building in the back house of Yuan Mansion were tightly closed. Although the curtains were thick and blocked out light, there was still a faint light coming from the gap.
In the room, Yuan Ju'er was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back excitedly and anxiously. Yuan Ju'er is the third grandson of Yuan Xuanhu, the head of the Yuan family. He is only in his early twenties and has a thin body, but he bullies male bullies in Chang'an.
The girl, whom no one dared to offend, was called the Yuan Demon King. He liked this nickname very much, and it made him even more unscrupulous.
Until yesterday morning, one of his warriors was publicly killed by Guo Song. Yuan Juer hated him so much that he immediately bribed eight assassins and told them to kill Guo Song within three days and bring his head to see him.
But now he can't take care of Guo Song. He is waiting for the flower-picking thief Yang Linhua to kidnap the fairy beauty Xue Tao for him, let him spoil her to his heart's content, then send her back, and then leave Yang Linhua's mark so that Yang Linhua can take the blame for him.
This is his usual method. In return, he will give Yang Lin three hundred taels of silver each time. He has used this despicable method to ruin five good women. So far, no one has known about it except Wu Butler, who ran errands for him.
, not even the maid who serves him knows that the third floor is his secret cave and no one is allowed to come up.
Perhaps this method was used too smoothly. When he saw Xue Tao, his first thought was to list her as his prey. Today he found out where the Xue family lives and now he is waiting for Yang Linhua to send her prey.
Xue Tao's beauty really made him a little crazy. Even though she was the woman his brother liked, he didn't care. As long as he didn't tell her, Xue Tao, who had been raped by him, could still marry his brother, and maybe he could kiss Fangze again in the future.
Yuan Ju'er paced back and forth. He was already burning with anger. Why didn't Yang Linhua come? He was starting to get a little anxious.
At this moment, he suddenly smelled a thin sweet fragrance, a very familiar smell. Before he could remember where the smell came from, his mind became confused. He screamed inwardly, but his body no longer obeyed.
Unable to stand still and unable to scream, his legs gave out and he fell to the ground. Then the lights went out and the room became dark.
Guo Song stepped out from behind the curtain, picked up the thin Yuan Ju'er, put it on his shoulder, and disappeared into the dark night.
Yuan Juer often hangs out with friends and gangsters, and it is common for him to stay away from home for several days. It was not until ten days later that the Yuan family realized something was wrong and hurriedly reported it to the official, but it was of no use. Yuan Juer disappeared since then, endangering the people.
The Yuan Demon King completely disappeared from the world
Early the next morning, Xue Xun went to court as usual, and his daughter Xue Tao also went to the women's teahouse to drink tea at Li Wenyu's invitation. At this time, a gentle guest came to the Xue family.
"Who are you looking for, Master?"
When Han saw a handsome young man standing at the door, she immediately felt good about him. She vaguely felt that this young man looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
The man standing at the door is Yuan Xiao. Today he is wearing a white robe, a black gauze hat, and a jade sword on his waist. He is young and handsome, and he can indeed be called a jade tree in the wind.
He came to Xue's house twice. The first time he was received by Xue Xun, Han happened to be not at home, and the second time he couldn't even get in, so it was normal for Han not to have a deep impression on him.
Yuanxiao bowed respectfully, "You are Aunt Xue, right? Yuanxiao, a young lady, is my daughter's friend in the poetry club. She hasn't been to the poetry club for a long time. I was a little worried about her, so I came here to visit her.
He handed over a box and cage, "This is a small gift, please accept it."
When Mrs. Han saw that the boxes and cages were filled with exquisite silks and fine rouges, she felt happy and said quickly: "Master Yuan, please come in and sit down!"
"Then excuse me!"
Yuanxiao finally waited for the opportunity. He found out that Xue Tao's mother, Han, was relatively snobbish. Maybe this was a breakthrough gap.
When Lantern Festival came to the living room, Mrs. Han asked him to sit down and asked the maid to serve tea.
Yuanxiao asked with a smile: "Excuse me, aunt, is Miss Xue not here?"
"Oh! She went out early in the morning. She didn't know that the young master was coming. If she knew, she would definitely wait for you at home."
Yuan Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "If she knew I was coming, she might not be unhappy."
Han was startled, "Why is this?"
Yuan Xiao's face was full of distress, and he sighed and said: "Xiaosheng has always liked Miss Xue, but Luohua is intentional and flowing is ruthless. Maybe I acted a little too eagerly, and Miss Xue didn't like it."
It turned out that he was another man who liked his daughter. Han took a closer look at him and saw that he had an elegant temperament, handsome appearance, and a strong sense of culture. He was very different from Guo Song, who was somewhat domineering.
Han's father was a great scholar who taught, and her husband was a scholar. As time went by, she did not like people who practiced martial arts, preferring young people who were elegant. She was very fond of this young man who was elegant and polite.
"What does your father do?"
"My father is General Jinwuwei of the Yuan and Jin Dynasties, and my ancestor is Cai Guogong. Our Yuan family can also be regarded as the founding hero of the Tang Dynasty."
Han was shocked, "Could it be that you are a descendant of the Yuan family, a noble family of Guanlong?"
"I can't even speak of being an aristocrat. I am just a scholar. Because the emperor once gave me a jade sword, everyone calls me Mr. Jade Sword."
Mr. Han felt a little dizzy. It turned out that this young man was Mr. Yujian, one of the four famous princes in the capital, and the legitimate son of the Yuan family. He actually liked his daughter.
She suddenly felt flattered, and she apologized: "It turns out to be Mr. Yujian, I'm rude!"
Yuan Xiao felt proud that this Han family was indeed a snob. He quickly waved his hand and said: "Young Master Yujian, that is a title for some boring people. In front of my aunt, Xiaosheng will always be a junior."
This sentence was very beautiful, and it made Han feel very happy. When she and a group of officials and ladies gathered together, she often mentioned that the four great princes in the capital, Dugu, Yuan, Dou, and Wei, were all legitimate sons of famous families, and they all had a bright future.
I wish my son-in-law was one of the four great sons.
Now Young Master Yujian, who ranks second among the four young masters, is sitting in front of him and is deeply in love with his daughter. How could the Han family not be tempted?
She originally liked Guo Song, but when Guo Song was dismissed from office, she felt that Guo Song was reckless and always offended the powerful. Her daughter would not have a good life with such a person. Moreover, Guo Song was born in a poor family, so how could the Yuan family be included?
He has a profound background. He is a descendant of the Northern Wei Dynasty royal family. In comparison, Guo Song immediately pales in comparison. The more Han looks at him, the more he likes him. This Young Master Yuan is his best son-in-law.
Just when the Lantern Festival launched the offensive against the Han family, Xue Taozheng and Guo Song were happily strolling around the West Market Square. There was a large square outside the West Market. At night, it was very lively and full of all kinds of things.
Small stalls and hawkers offer high quality products at low prices, and the people of Chang'an like to visit here.
Although it is daytime, there are still many vendors doing business here. This is because the emperor pities the people at the bottom and specially decrees not to interfere and give the people at the bottom a way to survive.
During the day, there is another kind of liveliness, with various sideshows, various mobile vendors, candy sellers, dough kneaders, and various wooden knives and swords, mainly for children.
Xue Tao held a round fan in his hand and was walking slowly holding Guo Song's arm. At this time, a little girl holding a flower basket appeared in front of them.
"Sir, buy me a flower for my wife!"
Guo Song saw a small lotus blooming very beautifully in the flower basket, so he picked it up and said, "Buy this one!"
"Underneath the hibiscus is a copper hairpin that can be inserted into your head. It costs one hundred cents!"
Guo Song took out a silver piece worth two or three cents and handed it to her, smiling: "No need to look for it, I'll buy you a pair of shoes with the rest."
He found that the little girl was barefoot! The little girl took the money and hesitated for a moment. Xue Tao pursed his lips and smiled and said: "This big brother is kind-hearted, let's go!"
The flower girl was overjoyed and bowed to Guo Song and Xue Tao, "I wish you a long life together and a son soon!"
She turned around and ran away. Guo Song chuckled, "This little lady is interesting!"
Xue Tao was so embarrassed that he pinched Guo Song hard on the arm because he was causing trouble.
Guo Song smiled and said to Xue Tao: "Don't move, I'll put it on for you!"
Xue Tao shyly turned her head and asked him to insert hibiscus flowers into her bun. She whispered: "Since you are wearing flowers, you have to write a hibiscus poem for me!"
Guo Song thought for a moment and smiled and said: "The hibiscus bloomed after the rain and the sun cleared, the pond was flat, and the painted bridge was horizontal. The Milky Way is far away, and the sky is bright in the distance."
Xue Tao's beautiful eyes lit up and he clapped his hands happily and said: "What a poem, say it again and I will write it down."
Guo Song read it again slowly, and Xue Tao memorized it carefully. She smiled sweetly and said: "Guo Lang is still good at writing long and short poems, and he can pick them up at any time. I will take you to the poetry club sometime to shame those sour and hypocritical people."
Talented people!"
"Later! I will accompany you when I have the chance."
Xue Tao felt a little sad when he thought that Ai Lang would be leaving Beijing the day after tomorrow. He forced a smile and said, "Let's go see the dough maker. My favorite when I was a kid!"
"Okay! Let's pinch one each."
When the two of them came to the noodle maker's stall, Guo Song said, "Can we each make a small noodle maker just like us?"
"Okay! Just wait a moment."
The stall owner was an old man with very skillful hands. In just a moment, two lifelike little-faced people wearing official uniforms appeared in front of them. Their facial features were somewhat similar to theirs.
Xue Tao was overjoyed and couldn't put it down after holding it in his hand, "These two are mine!"
The two of them walked around the market again. It was noon, and Guo Song sent Xue Tao home.