Ye Anshu lowered his head and said nothing, but his eyes were full of thought. No one had ever said these words to him, and even his parents did not. "You are the eighth son of the Duke's Mansion and are smart by nature. Some words do not need to be explained thoroughly. You can think about them carefully."

"yes."

"Ashu, my elder sister always thinks that your temperament is different from other brothers. It is extremely rare for you to have the will of a young man. What I say today is not to make you give up these, but to hope that you will respect people and things more so that you can become a pillar of the Ye family in the future."

Ye Anshu's eyes were red. "Ashu understands."

Ye Ningyu showed a soft smile on his face and he held up his hand. "Can A Shu keep the secret for my elder sister when I was teaching in the Imperial College?"

"good!"

Ye Anshu looked up and saw Ye Ningyu's gentle face and no reproach at all. He was happy and responded quickly. "Don't tell anyone about my affairs. I will not tell you about your affairs, either. This is the secret between the elder sister and you."

"Don't worry, elder sister, Ashu must be as tight as a bottle."

Ye Anshu's expression suddenly became a little more serious. After receiving Ye Ningyu's guidance, Ye Anshu was much more restrained than usual, and the Master became more serious when he was giving lectures. The Imperial College clearly felt the changes of Ye Anshu, so that his deskmate Liu Peizhi could hardly believe it. He followed his friend for three or five days and confirmed that he was the real Ye Anshu, and then he felt relieved. Of course, this is a later story. No one in the Ye Mansion knew about Ye Ningyu's visit to the Imperial College to give lectures. Ye Anshu also kept his promise and kept it very well for her. The Ye Mansion was at peace. However, one night after three days, he returned from the Hanlin Academy and broke the quietness of the Ye family with his wounded Ye Anzheng. "The fourth young master was beaten and his face was swollen!"

Qing Lian quickly walked into the room to report. Ye Ningyu, who was flipping the book, paused and put down the book. "What's going on?"

"The fourth young master came back from his post and was covered in wounds. The mansion was spread all over. Do you want to go and see it?"

"Go and have a look."

Ye Ningyu said, and got up and walked towards Ye Anzheng's yard. The master and servant soon arrived at the yard of the east wing. At this time, Ye Anzheng's house was bright. Ye Anzheng half lay on the soft collapse, with a thick layer covering his wrists and ankles. On his neck, there were also several not-too-deep scratches on his face, as if he was scratched. At this time, the blood was already dry. Although the injury was not heavy, Ye Anzheng, who had always been not strong, was lying on the couch with a pale face, obviously experiencing pain. Ye Yonghe stood beside him, with a bad look on his face. Meng looked at the doctor who had gently cleaned the wound for his son, and his face was full of anxiety. "What's wrong with A Zheng?"

Ye Ningyu entered the house, and he didn't care about etiquette and asked, "Ayun is here."

Seeing Ye Ningyu come in, Ye Yonghe and his wife forced a smile and greeted her. "Sister."

Ye Anzheng's voice was a little weak, and it could be heard that he was holding back the pain. Ye Ningyu looked at the fourth brother deeply, then looked at Ye Yonghe and his wife. "Uncle San, Aunt San, how did A Zheng's injury fall?"

Ye Yonghe had a dark face and looked at the accompanying servant Ye Anzheng beside him, "Tell me."

The attendant lowered his head, "Today I will take my grandson off the job, and saw the grandson and another grandson leave the Hanlin Academy together. The grandson said that our carriage was spacious and just sent the grandson for a ride. Unexpectedly, the carriage walked on a small road, and a few men in black came from somewhere. They rushed into the carriage and fought against the two princes without saying a word. When the young man reacted, both princes were injured. Our prince was fine, and the other prince was even worse."

The servant's words became smaller and smaller, and his tone was full of fear and shame. The three houses were different from the eldest house, Ye Yonghe was a civil servant, and the servants around him were different from the guards and dead soldiers in Ye Ning and the hands. In addition, Ye Anzheng was calm and obedient on weekdays and never caused trouble, so the people around him were just ordinary servants serving others. On the way to get off duty, he suddenly encountered such a thing, and he had no power to resist. Ye Ningyu frowned when he heard it, and the servant didn't say something clearly. She looked at Ye Anzheng. "The other young master is Xu Xiu."

Ye Anzheng said slowly. "Xu Mingzhou?"

Ye Ningyu asked, "Yes."

Ye Ningyu and Ye Yonghe looked at each other, and they all thought about it, not knowing who these people were for. According to what the servant just said, the man in black attacked them. But Ye Anzheng seemed to have never offended anyone, so who would come to trouble him. Moreover, the servant said that Xu Mingzhou was injured more severely, so it was not difficult for them to guess that the man in black attacked was Xu Mingzhou. "A Zheng, tell me the situation in the carriage."

Although Ye Ningyu knew that Ye Anzheng was experiencing pain at this time, the sooner he figured out some things, the better. Ye Yonghe also meant this, so he did not stop them. Ye Anzheng suppressed the discomfort from his hands and ankles. "After they rushed in, they attacked Xu Xiu first. I couldn't watch him, so they helped him block it. Those people thought I was in trouble, so they hit me first. Their movements were very quick, and I couldn't move in just two or three strokes. Then they punched Brother Xu again, and even said that they wanted to plan his legs and scratched his face."

Ye Anzheng's words made Meng's body tremble. She couldn't imagine what she would do if her son had a real accident today. As soon as Ye Anzheng finished speaking, she couldn't help sobbing. "You go back and rest first."

Ye Yonghe looked at Meng. Meng shook his head, "I am here, I can stand it."

Ye Yonghe stopped talking. "Then how did Xu Mingzhou react?"

Ye Ningyu asked again. "When they started to attack Brother Xu, he seemed not to resist. Later, they attacked me, and Brother Xu fought hard and said, "If you want to fight, kill, and attack me, don't implicate others'." After hearing this, Ye Ningyu looked at Ye Yonghe again. The facts were already obvious. Those men in black were heading for Xu Mingzhou, and Ye Anzheng was just caused by implication. Ye Yonghe was still thinking about the causes and consequences, but the thought in Ye Ningyu's mind was

It's clear. This top scholar in the current academic year, the sixth-rank editor, has been attacked by Mr. Xu. A few days ago, he was lying in the haystack in the alley, and he was dying. I'm afraid that this situation is the same today. He has been acting repeatedly and not taking the initiative to attack. Who did he offend? Moreover, Xu Mingzhou seemed to have been used to the actions of these people, so he didn't take the initiative to resist when he saw them. "A Zheng, can Mr. Xu talk about the origin of these men in black?"

Ye Ningyu suddenly asked. Ye Anzheng shook his head, "I asked him afterwards, but he just said he didn't know."

At that time, both of them were injured, and Ye Anzheng only asked briefly and did not think much. Then, Ye Anzheng was taken back to the mansion. He was worried that Xu Mingzhou was alone and injured more than him, so he asked someone to send Xu Mingzhou to a nearby clinic first and then go back to the mansion. Ye Anzheng did not go to the clinic. "Hmph! This matter cannot be given up."
Chapter completed!