It rained heavily that day.
It's like a river in the sky bursting its banks and water pouring down from the sky.
After so many years, many details have been blurred.
The only thing that impressed her was the heavy rain.
It was night, and she was copying Qilu in her room. She went crazy during the day and had to make up some homework at night to avoid her father coming back to lecture her.
The wet nurse was holding the soles of her shoes next to her.
The rain was pattering outside, and from time to time a bolt of lightning illuminated the window, accompanied by the roar of thunder.
So when the rapid knock on the door rang, she did not hear it immediately.
It wasn't until there was another knock that the wet nurse got up and opened the door.
She also looked outside curiously, because her father said he would not be back until a few days later.
It's so late, who could it be?
She is not afraid of bad people. No bad people dare to come to her house. Her father specializes in catching bad people.
The moment the wet nurse opened the door, she only heard a "bang" sound——
A black shadow fell into the room.
The black figure was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were blue, there was a big cut on his neck, and the blood had not drained out...
Daddy is back.
Then a pair of hands covered her eyes.
Grandpa Wu seemed to be cursing something angrily.
She couldn't hear anything.
There was a buzzing in her ears, and then there was thunder.
Her eyes were not dark, but bright red.
There's blood everywhere...
The bloody and ferocious blade had been exposed in front of her eyes for so many years.
She can always see it.
They said dad committed suicide...
They say that the best head catcher in the world did not investigate the case well and committed suicide out of fear of blame.
And she only remembered her father saying that the glory of Qingpai was worth defending with everything in her life.
When many voices started arguing again.
Lin Youxie opened his eyes in the darkness.
He sat up calmly, left the bed, and walked to the table against the wall in darkness.
Her "boudoir" should be different from any woman's residence in the world. The house is full of bottles and jars, various files, Legalist classics, and some weird "evidences".
But not confusing.
Everything is divided into categories and arranged neatly and orderly.
My father said that you must be organized when doing things. No matter how complicated the case is, as long as all its details are sorted into categories, the truth will be clear.
She is obedient.
She worked hard to learn Qilu and was not playful for many years.
Her heart was beating very fast and hard. She mixed some medicinal ingredients in proportion and started to make the medicine.
The wooden pestle is in the stone mortar...
Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk.
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Judging from Gongsun Yu's performance, he obviously knew something.
But since he didn't want to say it, Jiang Wang didn't want to force it.
Everyone has their own choice, and you can be right, but that doesn't mean others are wrong.
To blame others for oneself is the devil among devils.
Maybe an unscrupulous person could get some information out of Gongsun Yu, and it would be impossible for Yang Jing to keep him. But if Jiang Wang is willing to do whatever it takes, why should he bother to find Gongsun Yu?
The difference between people is that there are things they do and things they don't do.
When we returned to Linzi, it was already twilight.
Under the cover of the shadow guard, Jiang Wang quietly returned to his mansion as if nothing had happened.
This night, he really got nothing.
He is not depressed.
Gongsun Yu's situation itself is a clue.
As a disciple of a famous master, his tongue was cut off, and as a confidant of the Master of the Immortality Palace, he chose to live in seclusion. There cannot be no reason for this.
When exactly did he leave the Changsheng Palace? What happened in Changsheng Palace during that time?
There are definitely not many things that can push Gongsun Yu to this point.
The answer lies in suffering.
The Shadow Guard's investigation will take some time, and there is no news coming from Beiya yet. Jiang Wang practiced in the house for a while, until the housekeeper came to remind him of the time, and then Shi Shiran went out.
He wears a long sword on his left waist, a white jade tie on his right waist, and an upright green shirt. He is certainly a good young man from Linzi.
The carriage had been prepared a long time ago. After loading Jiang Wang, the driver whipped up his whip and headed straight for the Marquis' Mansion in Chengcheng.
A few days ago, Li Longchuan asked him to have a casual meal at home today. After all, it was something that had been promised, and Jiang Wang would not break the promise easily.
When they arrived in front of the Marquis Mansion, the carriage stopped. Although the coachman was recently recruited, he had been specially trained by the steward and knew the rules. He would step forward with his name card.
Someone in charge of the Marquis of Chengcheng's Mansion had already come out to greet him: "Is he from the Golden Melon Warrior's family?"
Seeing Jiang Wang get out of the carriage, he hurriedly greeted him: "Sir! My young master has already given the order. When you come, go in directly."
The steward led Jiang Wang the way, and at the same time called someone over to greet Lao Jiang's coachman.
This was not the first time he came to the Marquis' Mansion to destroy the city. Jiang Wang followed the familiar route and walked inside. After a few steps, a heroic young man with a jade belt on his forehead strode out.
"Brother Jiang!" He waved enthusiastically and smiled brightly.
Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Didn't you say we were just having a casual meal? Why did you come out to greet us so formally?"
"There's no other way." Li Longchuan said deliberately bitterly: "Can't you be a good official in the officialdom? Now that I have an official status, I have to think about my future... You are a third-grade golden melon warrior!"
In terms of being a bad person, he is still far behind Xu Gao'e.
Jiang Wang didn't answer his question at all and looked around: "Who else have you invited today?"
Li Longchuan took his arm and walked straight in: "You're the only one!"
Jiang Wang was pulled by him to walk quickly, and he took the time to ask: "Speaking of which, why are we having a drink here instead of eating? Why do we have to come to your house?"
Li Longchuan rolled his eyes: "What's wrong with my cook not being able to serve you?"
The courtyard of the Hou Mansion is deep. Li Longchuan grew up in such an environment and was born with nobility. Jiang Wang started from scratch and earned his current position, but he did not show any timidity and walked through it happily.
When he arrived at the dining room, Jiang Wang realized that this "easy meal" was unusual, and he almost had the urge to turn around and run away.
Sitting impressively in the dining room were Mrs. Li, the contemporary Marquis Li Zhengyan, the Marquis Li Hanshi, and Li Zhengshu, a scholar from Donghua...
It's not that you feel guilty when you see your elders, the problem is that apart from them, the only two siblings left in the dining hall are Li Fengyao and Li Longchuan.
It was obviously a family dinner, and it was the most private kind.
It was a bit embarrassing for him to bump into him so hastily.
Furthermore, if he had known that these elders were there, how could he have dared to come during the meal time?
Not to mention waiting before dawn, he had to show off his knowledge and courtesy by an hour or two in advance.
It's good now, it seems like a whole table of people are waiting for him.
Besides Li Longchuan, who else could he deserve?
Therefore, I am frightened and frightened, and my feet feel weak.
"Good boy." Mrs. Li waved with a smile: "Come on, sit next to me."
Mrs. Li is sitting at the top. To her right is Li Zhengshu. Beyond Li Zhengshu is Li Zhengyan and his wife.
Although Li Zhengyan has a higher title, Li Zhengshu is older, so there is no problem in sitting like this at the family banquet.
On the left side of the old lady, Li Fengyao was sitting in the vacant seat. Li Longchuan had already walked over and sat in the seat to the left of Li Fengyao.
Obviously, the empty seat was reserved for the guest Jiang Wang.
In front of the old lady, Jiang Wang really had no right to refuse. Although he couldn't figure it out clearly, he still saluted the old lady, the Marquis of Chengcheng and his wife, and the bachelor of Donghua one by one, walked over obediently, and sat down. Next to Mrs. Li.
The most dignified hero in the battle of Xingyueyuan, the one who dared to ask who was the best among the gods, sat blankly next to the old lady, like a little quail cowering up.
"Today is my grandmother's birthday banquet. She wants to ask you to come and sit down." Li Fengyao sat upright and nodded softly.
Jiang Wang quickly stood up and saluted the old lady again: "This is so rude of me!"
If he had known that today was Mrs. Li's birthday, he and Jiang Qingyang would not have missed the birthday gift no matter how hard it was. Now I came here empty-handed, and if outsiders know about it, I still don’t know how to make fun of it.
"Sit and talk." The old lady took his hand, pushed him back to the seat, and said angrily: "I just came to Zi not long ago, who did you learn these useless politeness from? Is it Longchuan? My Li family has been a general for generations. I’m not happy that these are not available!”
Li Longchuan yelled at Qu: "I don't even know what politeness is, so how can I teach him?"
Jiang Wang glanced at him complainingly
He said helplessly: "The old lady won't let me say it, how dare I say it?"
"Good boy, I asked Long Chuan to coax you here." The old lady patted the back of Jiang Wang's hand: "I'm old, and I can't stand the noise, let alone asking them to organize or arrange any ostentation. I just want to close the door. Come, sit with your family. You won’t blame grandma, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhengshu just smiled.
Li Zhengyan's hand holding the cup paused, while Marquise Li Han next to her could no longer suppress the surprise in her eyes.
Obviously, the whole family didn't know that the old lady would say such a thing beforehand.
In and out of words, he already regarded Jiang Wang as one of his family members!
Jiang Wang was really flattered.
With the status of the Li family in Shimen, if Mrs. Li wanted to hold a birthday banquet in a serious manner, most of Linzi City would be alarmed. Jiang Wang still had to say whether the carriage could be squeezed in today.
Especially at the critical moment when the case of Concubine Lei was advancing, after he was threatened by the coachman...
The old lady is supporting him.
"It's Jiang Wang's honor to sit with you..." Jiang Wang choked for a long time and finally said, "Grandma."
"Good boy." The old lady smiled brightly and ordered: "Let's have dinner."
The servants who had been waiting for a long time naturally filed in and presented them with all kinds of delicacies.
During the banquet, the old lady kept picking up vegetables for Jiang Wang, asking about this and that.
They were the only ones talking at the entire dinner table.
Everyone else ate in silence. Only the old lady answered a few words when her name was called.
This also shows that the old lady's status in this family is indeed supreme.
Jiang Wang felt a little uncomfortable, but there was no need to deny that his somewhat disturbed mood during this period gradually calmed down during this kind of homely conversation...
Since he was very young, he has been dependent on his father.
He has never met his grandparents, grandfather and grandmother. He has almost never experienced this kind of close relationship between elders across generations...
I thought that if grandma were here, she would be as kind as Mrs. Li.
Before we knew it, the banquet came to an end.
The old lady drank the fragrant tea and looked at Jiang Wang kindly: "Grandma is old and gets confused when she is full, so she will not drag you tossing and turning and talking nonsense, and will let Feng Yao accompany you to the garden... …”
"Grandma, you don't have to worry." Li Longchuan stood up without hesitation: "I will take Brother Jiang to the outside..."
He sat down again and silently served himself another bowl of soup.
The old lady looked away and still looked at Jiang Wang with a smile.
No matter how dull Jiang Wang was, he could see what the old lady meant now and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
But Li Fengyao stood up generously: "Let's go, Qingyang."
"Hey, okay." Jiang Wang didn't have anything else to say. He saluted the elders one by one, then stood up and left with Li Fengyao.
Mrs. Li is a good boy.
Li Zhengshu and Li Zhengyan both responded with smiles.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mrs. Decheng Hou's expression was not very pretty.
Jiang Wang didn't have the qualifications to care about anything, and he didn't have the personality to care about such things. He just followed Li Fengyao with his head down. A little inexplicable nervousness, and some awkwardness at a loss.
How pitiful it is that this is the first time that he has been pulled on such an obvious red line, and the target is the incomparable and stunning Li Fengyao...
The old lady looked at the backs of the two children with a smile, and the more she looked at them, the more satisfied she became.
When their figures disappeared, her smile also disappeared.
"Look, what a polite child." She said in a serious tone, "It's a pity that some people are not as sensible as a child even at their age."
Mrs. Dechenghou looked ugly, but she did not dare to say anything.
The undercurrent between his grandmother and his mother made Li Longchuan feel so dizzy that he wanted to bury his head in a bowl of soup.
Old Mrs. Li snorted softly and pushed the tea cup gently: "The old lady has gone back to the courtyard, so as not to disturb anyone's eyes."
With a smile in his eyes, Li Zhengshu quickly stood up and helped him: "Mom, I'll see you off."
Li Zhengyan also quickly stood up: "Brother, let me see mother off."
"No." The old lady glanced at him lightly: "The Marquis is the head of the family, how can he be disrespectful to the old lady? Please sit down."
Li Zhengyan, who was angered, sat down helplessly.
The old lady slowly left the dining hall with the support of Li Zhengshu.
As soon as Mrs. Li left, Li Han looked at her husband: "Master Hou, do you comment?"
Li Zhengyan felt a headache and quickly came up with a universal sentence: "The old lady is old, let her be happy..."
He paused: "Besides, Jiang Wang is pretty good..."
"I'm not saying that Jiang Wang is not good, nor am I against it." Li Hanshi said dissatisfied: "Feng Yao is my daughter after all, right? I haven't had much contact with that Jiang Wang, and the old lady is already like this... …how much can it be looked down upon?”
Li Longchuan, who had been listening silently for a long time, rolled his eyes: "Who can look down on my sister?"
"Is it your business?" Li Hanshi glared at him.
Li Longchuan shrank his neck and continued to drink soup.
"Okay, okay." Li Zhengyan advised: "This matter mainly depends on the wishes of the two children. Whether it succeeds or not is still a matter of debate. Who among us can be Feng Yao's master?"
"Have you finished drinking?" Li Hanshi stared at Li Longchuan chasing after him: "After you finish drinking, hurry up, don't you know that you are an eyesore?"
"Drink it!" Li Longchuan quickly put down the bowl, raised his feet, and ran away.
Li Hanshi then turned back, looked at her husband, and said aggrievedly: "I'm just so angry, that's all. Just rely on her. She didn't even discuss Fengyao's big things with me." …”
Li Zhengyan lowered his voice and said, "This is the fault of the old lady. My husband knows your grievances..."
"Ahem." His voice returned to normal: "I'm going to Zhuhe to patrol the border in two days. Madam, would you like to accompany me?"
