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Chapter 112 Chapter 112

"Dad, have you really seen a mermaid? Why have we never heard you say it before?" This is something new that everyone never knew. The juniors of the Zhou family immediately looked at their father. Even Zhou Chengsi, who was the quietest in normal times, couldn't help but show curiosity.

Seeing that the children were very interested, Mr. Zhou sighed and said, "The reason why I didn't tell you about this is because I think this fact is a crime. More than ten years ago, someone in the city bought a mermaid corpse and invited all the well-known people in the city to watch it. After the appreciation, he was about to make a mermaid banquet and invite guests to taste it."

"What?" After hearing this, the juniors of the Zhou family felt disgusted in their stomachs. "I read the book that mermaids are half human and half fish. Even if half of them are fish, the other half are humans. How can people eat people?

"Yes," said Mr. Zhou, "so I said this fact was doing evil. At that time, your great-grandfather was still alive. When he knew about it, he cursed on the spot, saying that the master had eaten raw meat and blood, and even people ate it. What is the difference between this and beasts? Because your great-grandfather said it, the banquet ended unhappily. In the end, it was said that the mermaid's body was sent back to the sea, and I don't know whether this was true or not."

Although this incident has been many years, he feels a little uncomfortable when he thinks about it now.

"Fortunately, there is a great grandfather." Zhou Erlang said, "Or it would be terrible to think of those people eating even human flesh."

"It's wrong to eat people, but didn't the mermaid want to harm the fisherman?" Zhou Sanlang said, "That mermaid is not a good thing either."

When the girl next to her heard this, she couldn't help but look at Zhou Sanlang, but soon she lowered her eyes again.

When Mrs. Zhou saw that the atmosphere was not very good, she said warmly: "Actually, I married your father because of this. At that time, my parents said that the old man was a decent person, so the descendants he raised would definitely not be bad, so she came to see your father's character. After a few moments, you were there."

"So good people still have blessings." This topic was successfully taken away.

But the girl didn't say much to her next words, and the others might not have noticed it, but Zhou Chengsi and Mrs. Zhou, who were blind but keen, noticed her strangeness.

They thought it was a mermaid and she was not very interested, so Zhou's father asked his son to go back and comfort her. Zhou Chengsi agreed.

After the meal, the girl returned to the yard and sat lazily against the window, looking depressed.

Zhou Chengsi couldn't see her and didn't know her expression at this time, but he heard that she didn't move for a long time, so he asked, "You seem unhappy. Did the mermaid just now scare you?"

The thin girl shook her head, but remembered that he couldn't see it, so she stopped moving stiffly, "The story Erlang told is not true."

"Oh?" Zhou Chengsi didn't expect that she was depressed by this. "Did that mermaid have no intention of harming the fisherman?"

"No." said the girl again, "The mermaid wanted to kill the fisherman because the fisherman raped her and trapped her in a shallow pond for seven years. During this period, the mermaid gave birth to a child for the fisherman, but she wanted to go back to the sea all the time. Later, she found that she had no hope of going home, so she wanted to attack the fisherman. As a result, the fisherman discovered her thoughts and took the initiative to kill her first, kill her first, and then transported her back to the sea to fabricate those stories."

There is no story about fighting a sirens bravely, it is just a lie made up by a disgusting man to cover up his ugliness. And every word in the story is blood-worn despair for the mermaid.

Zhou Chengsi was quiet for a while and said, "Is this the truth of the matter? How did you know it?"

The thin girl's eyes moved and said, "I don't know this, but most people would rather believe in appearances." In fact, a little check of that matter would lead to loopholes. But who would care about the grievances of a foreign race? "Okay, don't mention this thing that makes people feel bad. After all, most people are just spectators."

Zhou Chengsi really didn't know what to say. Even if this matter was condemned now, it would not change the facts that had happened.

"Then I'll go and listen to the book," he couldn't read it, so he could only let someone read it to him, "Do you want to go together?"

The girl did not refuse his invitation. Although she couldn't read and could not understand those things, she enjoyed the feeling of being cared about.

...

Capital.

Mrs. Yong'an returned from burning incense from Huguo Temple.

It has been three months since she gotten from a stroke, which means that her life is about to end.

In order to extend her life, she donated money everywhere, hoping that God could give her some more time to live. This time she went to Huguo Temple to light the longevity lamp.

On the way back home, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She felt that to her, it was a cage of death, and it was a moment to go back late.

Just as Mrs. Yong'an Hou asked the carriage to slowly move, she suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "A Yu!"

Hearing this familiar name, she subconsciously opened her eyes and looked out of the carriage, but saw a woman in thick clothes and linen calling her son. The son was holding a bag of flour in one hand.

"A Yu, are you tired?" The woman wiped her son's sweat, her eyes full of distress, "Why would I teach your father to push the cart to deliver flour."

"Mom, I'm fine." My son comforted, "I can still carry two bags of flour."

The sound shocked the Yong'an Marquis Mansion. She hurriedly called to stop the car. At this time, the son turned around. When the wife of Yong'an Marquis saw that her face was actually seventy-seventh-same as Ah Yu.

"A Yu..." Mrs. Yong'an Hou was surprised and happy, and hurriedly asked someone to call the mother and son to come. But she was using the new little girl now, and she was not that clever yet, and she didn't know who she was talking about for a while.

"It's the one who carried the flour just now!" Mrs. Yong'an Hou said anxiously.

Fu Guanzhu said that she could have a long life, but because Ayu left, her luck was also taken away. The person in front of her looked the same as Ayu, and her voice was the same as Ayu. He didn’t have some connection with Ayu? If he kept him by his side, could he make himself live a long life again?

Thinking of this possibility in my heart, Mrs. Yong'an Hou felt her heart beating, and the blood in the back of her head was beating.

The girl outside looked around, but still couldn't find anyone, so she had to come over to ask for instructions in fear, what clothes the man was wearing. But after waiting for a long time, she still couldn't see the wife inside answering.

The girl felt something was wrong. She lifted the curtain and looked inside. When she saw the lady inside clearly, she was so scared that she screamed in shock: "Ah--"

The lady was bleeding from her orifices, and it seemed that the person had gone...

...

When the palace received the news that Mrs. Yong'an Hou passed away, the queen was teasing her son. After hearing such bad news, the smile on the queen's face gradually frozen.

"It is said that a lot of things were found in Mrs. Marquis' house." The aunt in charge whispered, "There are also witchcraft dolls, and the cursed the little marquis. In addition, Mrs. Marquis also drafted a gift list, saying that it was a gift to the fifth prince. The person from Dali Temple handed the list to His Majesty, and His Majesty asked him to take it over. I just took a rough look, and the number was not small." It is very likely that half of the Marquis's family's property had been emptied.

The queen didn't read the list, she only had one sentence in her mind: She wouldn't have a mother in the future...

...

In the Taoist temple, Sanniang was also telling Fu Yao about the capital.

"Mrs. Yong'an Hou died. It is said that she died very suddenly. When she found her, her nose and mouth were bleeding, because this also alarmed the people in Dali Temple to investigate the cause of death. However, in the end, the coroner said that Mrs. Hou was not poisoned, but was emotionally excessive, resulting in intracranial bleeding and death." She had disliked Mrs. Yong'an Hou very much because of the little marquis' affairs, but now there is no one left, and the only sigh left is left.

A person dies like a lamp that goes out, and he will be gone if he says nothing.

But Fu Yao sneered and said, "Don't worry about others for now. The news you heard in the capital should be more than this."

Sanniang looked dim.

Although she has been buying and selling everywhere in the past few months, the most common places are Chang'an. In Chang'an, she has dealt with those merchants a lot and can't help but hear some rumors.

The Liu family in Yangzhou wanted to marry Yu Ge Lao. It is no secret that Yu Ge Lao admired Liu Fuyun, who had made political achievements just after the release, and intended to make him his grandson-in-law. Liu Fuyun's future prospects will only be greater with Yu Ge Lao's help.

Everyone thought it was a good marriage.

Things are related to the interests of the two tribes, so it cannot be changed by a certain person's wishes.

Sanniang knew this truth well, so she could only do her best to leave her destiny for some things.

"I'm already working hard to make money," she said. "If my cousin doesn't want to do this, there is still room for maneuver. If I can't even live, why should I let him wait for me?"

Fu Yao looked at the Taoist temple that had already begun to take shape outside and said, "The day the Taoist temple was built will be the day when you restore your freedom."

Sanniang bit her lip and said, "If I am alive, can I not let my memory disappear?"

"Don't be too greedy." Fu Yao said, "A greedy person will get nothing in the end."

Sanniang was silent.

After this day, Sanniang rarely stayed in Taoist temples. She had to seize every moment and exchange them all for money.

Although the Taoist temple has a considerable daily income, Sanniang's spirit quickly became haggard. Dealing with people is a very tiring thing, and she always makes her tired of dealing with those geniuses.

But also under various battles of wits and courage, she felt that she was making rapid progress.

As the weather gets colder day by day, Chang'an's fur business is the most popular. Sanniang took Zhao Xingtai to rush between the grassland and Chang'an two months ago, stocking up a lot of fur. Now it's time to sell it out.

At this moment, a businessman who had worked with Sanniang for a long time said that there was a noble man who wanted to meet Sanniang.

A noble person?

Sanniang smiled and said, "Who?"

The merchant said, "You should know, Prince Fu, the Duke of Dingguo Mansion."
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