Just after entering Zhang Mansion, Yan Siguan met Mo Yun who was returning home. The two of them were stunned when they met. Yan Siguan did not expect that Mo Yun had regained consciousness and did not faint after drinking blood; Mo Yun

He never thought that Yan Siguan was still waiting outside, and when Yan Siguan was at a disadvantage in the fight with the two brothers, he temporarily retreated and waited for the opportunity.

Mo Yun was still weak, and Yang Fu had summoned the poison out of his body. Zhang Qing showed his sincerity by burning the ice poison with a fire, which almost made Yang Fu feel heartbroken.

Reluctantly, she sent Mo Yun out of the lake corridor, while she was holding the pile of scorched earth made of Gu insects and was crying without tears. It was so different from the previous tit-for-tat confrontation with her that Mo Yun even had some doubts. This alchemist seemed to

There was something wrong with her head. Why was she cold and cold now? It really made her feel weird. As for being stubborn, how could Mo Yun not think about what Cheng Jingdong had done for so long?

Whether it was still burning charcoal fires in the middle of summer, or going out to collect herbs and hunt every day when she was unconscious to supplement the family income, she saw it in her eyes and felt a pang in her heart. But even like this, could it really be possible to catch Zhang Qing?

There is a huge difference between status and power. Even if Zhang Qing bites the bullet and sends people to poison him, no one will dare to take the paper. In the end, only the three people in Qingheyuan will suffer. It is not a crime to risk their lives just to seek justice.

catch up.

The two walked and talked all the way out of the gate of Zhang Mansion. The two brothers Jinmen and Jinsuo were still drunk. One was lying on the ground and the other was lying on the table. Both were snoring loudly. Yan Siguan saw that Mo Yun was safe and sound.

My heartstrings also relaxed. Regardless of other things, although I was injured, I was lucky enough to be able to walk out of the notorious Zhang Mansion alive. At this time, I saw these two brothers who were acting straightforwardly. I couldn't help but feel a little funny, so I handed over the two items.

He grabbed the red robe that had been thrown aside earlier and put it on the back of the two people's heads to prevent the cold wind from blowing their eyes and noses. Deep down, Yan Siguan had a good impression of the people in the army. Besides, these two people acted like

He was indeed very upright, so he helped block the cold wind as a thank you to the two for letting Mo Yun in. After all, if Mo Yun failed to enter this time, the poisonous insects could not be eliminated, and Mo Yun would not be the only one to suffer, Cheng Jingdong would also be hard-pressed.

Stay out of it.

With the support of Yan Siguan, Mo Yun walked slowly towards her home. The blood stains on her seven orifices had not completely healed, and there were still blood stains flowing outward, falling drop by drop behind her footsteps, stretching all the way.

"Yang Fu, the first half was good, but the second half was so exaggerated and almost exposed. Even my lovely boy almost saw through it. I always pretend to vomit blood after fighting each other. This time is better. What do you think I should do?

Isn't it unreasonable to deduct ten days of your salary?" Mo Yun walked out of Zhang's house, and Mr. Zhang walked towards Yang Fu, pretending to be anxious.

"Sir, Mr. Zhang, I have a small business, but I managed to sneak out for a trip. I haven't caught this Gu soldier yet, but instead I lost ten days' worth of money for no reason. Your family has a big business, so what's the difference between these two dollars?

How about just pretending that nothing happened?" Yang Fu said angrily. As he spoke, he pulled out a grain of blue grass from the scorched earth, carefully dipped his hand in some water on the edge of the corridor, and sprinkled it on the grain of blue grass.

Oddly enough, when the bluish particles hit the water, they immediately stretched out six slender legs and followed Yang Fu's arm into the bag on his shoulder.

"But there is something I still don't understand, and I would like to ask the young master for advice." Taking back the ice poison that should have been buried in the fire, Yang Fu's expression returned to normal. He took out a bright red fruit from nowhere and gently bit the peel.

The blood juice melts in the mouth and is very sweet.

What Zhang Qing said is indeed true. Yang Fu was really pretending in the first half. Even if Mo Yun was affected by the poisonous insects, his skills and strength were extremely difficult to deal with. But how could Yang Fu, who was usually so unassuming, be so easygoing?

For a person with solid cultivation in the three realms, even if he is cultivating Gu magic and Taoism, and his body has not been diligently cultivated, he will not be so fragile and can be bullied. Zhang Qing had told Yang Fu about this a few days ago, but the latter was puzzled.

So he made various insinuations, hoping to find out the reason, but Zhang Qing kept speaking vaguely, as if he didn't want Yang Fu to know the reason behind it.

"Now that the matter here is over, I will tell you." The young master did not refuse, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked at Yang Fu with a happy expression, "I know that you have lived in the mountains for a long time and are not knowledgeable about the world. You even go out to wander the world occasionally.

, for those whose cultivation level is poor, you have your own way to torture them to death. As for those whose cultivation level is higher than yours, they are probably afraid of the master behind you, so they have to swallow their anger, even if they are thinking of thousands of ways to kill them.

Your method of resolving your hatred has to be stopped in the end. The reason is very simple. When cultivating the Tao is not easy, who would want to die after working hard for half a lifetime? Most of those who don’t know how to advance or retreat when encountering difficulties will die suddenly while cultivating the Tao."

"So you people in the world, if you are really carefree and carefree, will not live long, and if you are hesitant and careless, you will be worried and tired." sighing in his heart, the young master said something from the bottom of his heart. During the period of knowing Yang Fu, the two of them really

He had a good temper, and he had a good understanding of Yang Fu's temperament. So in front of him, Zhang Qing didn't bother to conceal what he was thinking, and just said it casually without any concealment.

"The prime minister of the dynasty has five sons in total, three are concubines and two are legitimate sons. I happen to be the second among concubines." Without Zhang Qing saying anything more, Yang Fu had already clarified the hidden meaning in his words.

Since ancient times, the status of the family has been divided into legitimate concubines: legitimate sons are born to the first wife of the Ming Dynasty, and have the most correct status. If a son inherits his father's inheritance, it is usually the eldest son who takes over, and rarely other legitimate sons succeed.

A child born to a concubine has a very low status among his children. Not to mention inheriting his father's legacy, even if he is recommended to become an official, he will be ranked at the bottom of the order. In common parlance, if the father does not kiss, the wife will not marry.

The role of love is in a rather embarrassing position.

If the eldest son and the youngest are the better, but if they are neither above the world nor below the earth, then their status is even lower. The eldest son is the oldest, and usually gets guidance and support from his father, and always has a good relationship with him; the youngest is the youngest, and children are ignorant.

, the degree of favor in the family is naturally not low, only the middle ranking people, no one is close to them.

Zhang Qing saw that Yang Fu understood, so he continued, but his expression didn't look much better.

"Fortunately, the two legitimate sons ascended to heaven early, leaving only the three concubines like us."

Mr. Zhang's smile continued, "One of them lost contact with his subordinates while hunting at night and was torn in half by jackals in the mountains. The other one lost his footing and fell off a cliff, leaving no trace of his body. The deaths of these two people were behind the scenes.

It’s all my handiwork.”

Yang Fu was leaning on the railing of the corridor, his arms supporting the jade railing backwards, and his upper body leaning out of the corridor. The sun was shining brightly, shrouding Yang Fu's upper body.
Chapter completed!