When Xia Xun left Qixia Mountain and went to Jinling City, he was riding on his horse with a faint smile on his face. His expression was like a cat that had eaten a fat fish and was extremely satisfied.
In the mountains and wild forests, with endless wind and moonlight, the two people were in love, and it goes without saying how many tricks they tried. Judging from his expression, he was extremely happy. Peng Ziqi was itching with hatred, and when he saw his hateful expression, he
I couldn't help but want to whip him a few times with a small whip, completely forgetting that I was also generally happy at that time.
But she just couldn't see Xia Xun's annoying character. Xia Xun actually meant to tease her, and the two of them fought all the way into Jinling City.
This is not the first time that the two of them have entered Jinling City, but the last time they came here was for a lawsuit and they were not in the mood for sightseeing. This time it was different. Not only did they not have anything to worry about, the two of them had just made love, and they were happy both physically and mentally.
While the oil is being mixed in the oil, you can see the mountains as scenery, the water as scenery, and the people as scenery. There is paradise in your heart, and there is no place that is not beautiful. What’s more, this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties is a paradise on earth.
After traveling to Jinling, how could we not go to the Qinhuai River? The two of them left their horses and wandered to the Qinhuai River. They stopped in front of the Confucius Temple and ordered a few local snacks. Duck gizzards, duck intestines, duck liver, and old duck.
The old duck vermicelli soup made of duck soup and vermicelli is milky white in color and delicious in taste; the tofu is fresh and smooth, crisp but not broken, and the shortbread is oily but not greasy. It is light and refreshing.
Shrimp steamed dumplings suitable for both young and old...
What's more, his sweetheart was considerate and brought the delicious food to his mouth. Peng Ziqi's mouth was fragrant and his heart was sweet.
Xia Xun is also a little hungry. She has a lot of physical work to do today, but what a girl needs is a man's thoughtfulness and care. Obviously she can get something by herself, but she feels different when you hand it to her. This is
It was a girl's nature to abide by the laws of nature, so he had no choice but to be patient and be a good man, coaxing the baby to be happy first, and then opening his cheeks to eat.
Three shrimp dumplings were thrown into his mouth. Before he could taste the taste, Xia Xun suddenly saw an acquaintance and his eyes widened.
An Litong, An Fatty.
Fatty An was wearing a copper coin officer's robe, an officer's turban on his head, and shoes with the character "Fu" on his feet. He swayed three times with each step, slowly jumping up and down. Next to him, he was supported by a beautiful girl of eighteen or nineteen years old with enchanting appearance. This beauty was wearing a crimson dress.
, if she is a prostitute in a brothel, I don’t see her wearing a horned crown and auburn armor when she goes out. If she is Fatty An’s wife and concubine, her charm and charm are too strong for the odor of travel.
"Brother An, outside Yuan An!"
Xia Xun stood up and called. Fatty An raised his fat face and looked around. He was shocked when he saw him. He hurriedly shook off the woman and walked up quickly: "Oh my God, it's you. Why are you doing that?"
I came to Yingtian and was ordered to do so..."
He suddenly saw Peng Ziqi and swallowed back the words that were on his lips.
Xia Xun pulled him aside and said, "No, I went back to my hometown to get married. I couldn't find anyone to contact me. I didn't have orders from above, and I couldn't rush to the Jinyiwei Yamen to report rashly, so I had to come back by myself.
Getting married, this reason is still reasonable, right?"
Fatty An raised his thumb and said, "This is you, Brother Yang. I, An, would never dare to do that."
Xia Xun said: "Huh? Are you healed?"
Fatty An was stunned. His right hand with his thumb raised suddenly opened and retracted, and immediately turned into the shape of a chicken claw. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his round chin vigorously drew circles into his arms, scratching the fat on his chin.
His body trembled so hard that he fainted: "No...I didn't howl, it's just...it's just...learning...it's a lot clearer..."
Xia Xun smiled dryly and said: "Brother An, there are no outsiders here, so stop pretending. Are you still a member of Jinyiwei? The higher ups haven't arranged any errands for you recently?"
Fatty An continued to shake his chin and twitch his chicken claws: "No... no need to do it. What else can I do with my appearance? However, I just responded to the Queen of Heaven. Master Qian has summoned Yi Ci, but... it's not...
The department asked about you..."
Xia Xun immediately became alert: "Master Qian Shi? Which Master Qian Shi?"
A flash of awe flashed in Fatty An's eyes, which was quickly covered up by his feigned madness, and he laughed and said: "Now...we, the Jin Yiwei, are only...one official. Apart from Lord Luo Ke Diluo, how can there be anyone else?"
What’s the matter?”
This was the first time Xia Xun heard of Luo Kedi's name.
"Dig Yang Xu's ancestral grave?"
Luo Kedi frowned slightly, and Xiao Qianyue responded.
Luo Kedi pondered for a moment, then a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What a good idea. When Yang Xuchu returned home and saw that his ancestral home was occupied, he dared to kill all his uncles' livestock, regardless of the consequences of falling out with his relatives.
With his temperament, if he knew that his ancestral grave had been dug up, he would be furious and kill people... In this case, it is exactly what they want. It is easy to use the government's sword to get rid of this black sheep of the Yang family, haha..."
Xiao Qianyue said: "My lord, what should we do now? Do we want to continue watching?"
Luo Kedi shook his head: "Who is the mastermind?"
Xiao Qianyue said: "He is the eldest grandson of Yang Rong, the head of the Yang clan. His name is Yang Chong, and he is a student of the Imperial Academy."
Luo Kedi didn't ask him how he found this person. His men always had their own methods. Although Jinyiwei was weak, it was still easy to find a commoner in the three-thirds of an acre of Yingtian Mansion.
Luo Kedi pondered for a moment and said: "As a son of a man, once he hears such news, coupled with the temperament he has shown all along, it is difficult to say that he will not lose his mind. I will go see him."
When Xia Xun and Peng Ziqi hurried back to Moling Town, they found that the people in the town were avoiding the plague. Although they usually avoided contact with them, they were far from this extent. Now they were simply avoiding the wind. Xia Xun immediately noticed something was wrong.
I hurriedly rushed home. When I arrived at the door of the house, I happened to bump into Manager Xiao coming out. Manager Xiao seemed to be drunk, his face was red, and he was holding a steel drill tightly in his hand. Two strong craftsmen were holding on tightly.
He pulled her tightly and was dragged by him to slide on the ground. Behind him were Mrs. Xiao and Xiaodi, with panic on their faces.
Xia Xun immediately dismounted and shouted: "What happened?"
"Master!"
When Guanshi Xiao saw him, he burst into tears and screamed: "Master, the Yang family... the Yang family is bullying people too much!"
"Ms. sir, I can't say it, I can't say it..."
"father!"
Mrs. Xiao and Xiaodi were shocked and immediately rushed forward. One went to cover Manager Xiao's mouth, while the other nervously ran over and grabbed Xia Xun's sleeves tightly.
Xia Xun became suspicious, raised his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
Manager Xiao didn't seem to want to say anything, but he couldn't bear such a big thing. When he trembled and told the story, the place was completely silent. Everyone held their breath and looked at Xia Xun worriedly, for fear that he would Manager Xiao became the second one to go crazy. He immediately took the knife and went to the Yang family to settle the score.
Xia Xun's face turned blue, but he didn't appear to be furious.
Yang Chong's calculation of human nature is very accurate. As a son of man, even a person like Xia Xun who has been influenced by the modern legal system, if his ancestral grave is dug up, even if the other party has the power to govern under the guise of the family, it is difficult to say that he will not He would lose his mind and come to fight for his life. In that era, this was the duty of a filial son.
However, Xia Xun is not Yang Xu. He has only moral principles and no feelings for Yang Dingkun and his wife. The last time he returned to his ancestral home, he saw that it had been ruined and was in a state of disgrace. He took action in anger, not only to repay the righteousness of the Yang family, At the same time, it was also because this was a hard slap on his face from the other party. If he wanted to be the head of the family, he had to express his feelings.
This time, the other party intensified and did even worse things. If he were the real Yang Xu, he would really have had no choice but to kill everyone and vent his anger at all costs. But he was not Yang Xu, so he woke up and immediately realized the true nature of the other party. The intention.
This revenge must be avenged! But not on yourself.
Xia Xun took a few breaths, slowly calmed down, and asked calmly: "Where are the coffins of my late father and mother now?"
Steward Xiao burst into tears and said, "They abandoned me at the foot of the mountain outside Yang's cemetery."
Xia Xun patted him on the shoulder, clasped his fists at the craftsmen who followed him who were also filled with indignation, and said: "Everyone, Yang's family is very sparse and there is no manpower. Yang would like to ask you to help me with the work of my late parents." When the coffins are brought back, can they be used?"
"Young Master Yang, you're welcome, you should, you should. What the old Yang family does is called human affairs, bah! We people with foreign surnames can't stand it anymore. Let's go, help Mr. Yang, help the old man and the old lady." Please come back with your coffin."
Under the shade of the tree opposite, Nan Feifei was a little surprised when he saw this situation: "Sister, he didn't go to fight with Lao Yang's family."
Xie Yufei hid behind the tree and said worriedly: "This makes people even more worried. How can he let go of this humiliation? He is not angry at the moment. I'm afraid it's not because he is determined to die. He wants to put his parents' coffins to rest first and take care of everything. Do you want to fight with others after the funeral?"
"Ah?" Nan Feifei said in panic: "No way? If so, can we stop him?"
Over there, Xia Xun gathered the craftsmen who were helping with the construction at home. A large group of people took their tools and went straight to the Yang family's ancestral grave. Along the way, the entire town was deserted. All the doors were closed tightly. Only those doing business on the street The people with foreign surnames looked at these people passing by with a timid look. It was not until they left the town that these people breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Qianyue, who was secretly sneaking around, was also a little surprised by Xia Xun's reaction, but his analysis was generally similar to Xie Yufei's. The more so, the anger in Yang Xu's heart would become uncontrollable. He couldn't help but secretly praise Luo Qian for knowing everything. God, if Luo Qianshi doesn't show up at this moment, I'm afraid this matter really won't go well.
Xia Xun led his people to the foot of the Yang family's ancestral tomb, but did not see the two coffins. When he was surprised, he saw a man wearing short brown clothes, rolled up his trouser legs, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and holding a fishing rod in his hand.
A group of people came over from the stream at the foot of the mountain. Xiaodi hurriedly stepped forward to ask. The person said: "Are you the family of the deceased? Tsk, tsk, tsk, who is this? What you did was extremely wicked. Just now, the coffin was abandoned at the bottom of the mountain.
I ignored it and saw some kind-hearted people passing by. After asking about the situation, they took the coffin away and said..."
He scratched his head and said: "Oh, yes, it was said to be carried to Tianshi Temple for storage first, waiting for the descendants of the deceased to come to find it, so as to avoid being exposed to the sun and rain and making the deceased uneasy."
Xia Xun hurriedly thanked him and asked the craftsmen who came with him if anyone knew where the Tianshi Temple was. The group turned back to the Tianshi Temple. The fisherman smiled slightly, abandoned his fishing rod and walked away.
Tianshi Temple is not very big. There is only one Xianghuo Taoist priest and his two young apprentices. The incense temple is not prosperous. There are three acres of farmland behind the temple, and the three masters and disciples make a living on it.
When Xia Xun entered the temple and asked, the incense Taoist hurriedly said: "That's what happened. Those people gave the poor Taoist some sesame oil money and temporarily stored the coffin behind the temple, saying that the descendants of our family would definitely come to look for it.
It won't be stored here for too long, it turns out to be you, the donor. However, at this time, it is not suitable to invite the spirit back to the house. It is better for the donor to choose an auspicious time tomorrow, perform a ritual ceremony, and then invite the high hall to go home and choose a place for burial.
Your majesty’s coffin is now well placed at the back of the palace, please come and take a look.”
Two little Taoist priests stopped the people who were following from behind: "All donors, please stay. We already know what happened. The master said: the sudden turmoil makes the dead uneasy. Only immediate family members can enter. Now you can enter
, which is very disadvantageous to you, please wait here."
People at that time believed this very much. As soon as the little Taoist priest said it, everyone stood still and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder.
This Taoist temple is indeed deserted. The front view is shabby enough, and the back view is even more empty. After passing the patio and arriving in front of the door, Taoist priest Xianghuo opened the door and solemnly said: "Donor, please."
Xia Xun walked in and saw two coffins. One was very rotten, but the other was still new. It was the coffin of Yang Dingkun who had just been buried when he returned home after returning home.
At this time, Xia Xun suddenly realized that there was no sound behind him. He turned his head hurriedly and saw that the Xianghuo Taoist had disappeared, but there was a middle-aged man with a bun, a tall figure, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, and a face like a crown jade.
Your Highness stood quietly.
He stepped in with a solemn look, clasped his hands, bowed three times to the coffin of Yang Dingkun and his wife, slowly straightened up, and said slowly: "What you did in Qingzhou is very good. Businessmen are good at dancing with long sleeves and graceful faces.
, although you have the help of Feng Xihui and others, and can win the favor of King Qi, your cleverness and energy are not enough. You did better in Peiping, thwarted the Meng people's conspiracy, and saved His Highness King Yan's family. But
This time, you did very badly."
The man slowly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Do you know where you went wrong?"
As if there was a connection, Xia Xun suddenly knew who he was. However, he was so impressed by his grace that he forgot to salute and just followed his words and asked, "What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man said coldly: "You are wrong because you think you can reason with them. In fact..., whether he is a gentleman or a villain, we don't need to reason with them at all. Do we need them to obey? They are afraid that they will
Enough is enough. The means are not important, what is important is that the goal can be achieved."
The middle-aged man glanced at the coffin and asked again: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has suffered such a great shame and humiliation. What are you going to do?"
Xia Xun said categorically: "The mastermind must die!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "That's enough? What are you going to do? Hold a three-foot-long knife, and blood will splash in five steps, showing off the courage of an ordinary man?"
Xia Xun's brows jumped: "So... what should I do?"
The middle-aged man said coldly: "You are in the first grade of junior high school, and I am in the fifteenth grade; you give me a foot, and I will give you a foot! Also, risking one's life is the stupidest way. Others can die if they don't deserve to die.
, it is even more important to die. And we, whether we should die or not, cannot die. We have always bullied others, how can it be someone else's turn to bully us?"
He gave him three high-fives, and Xiao Qianyue immediately responded in front of him, knelt down on one knee, cupped her fists and said, "Sir."
The middle-aged man stepped out of the hall and left a leisurely message: "I'll leave him to help you, do it well and don't lose our prestige!"