At this moment, Wang Wenxiu was sitting in the lobby of the Marquis Shaowu Mansion. He happened to see the urn hanging in front of the door.
Suddenly, Wang Wenxiu showed a trace of disgust in his eyes. In the past ten years, Wang Wenxiu still has not dissipated this disgust.
Damn you bitch, you let this little evil bastard escape back then, and now I want you to watch this little evil bastard die here.
There were three other people sitting in the lobby, Wang Wufeng and his wife, and Cang Shui. These four were all waiting for Ye Qinghuan to show up. As long as Ye Qinghuan is killed, Wang Xiao's chances of entering Shao Wuhou's mansion will be doubled, or Shao Jian'an's only choice will be Wang Xiao.
Wang Wufeng knew what Wang Wenxiu was thinking. His sister had been spoiled and possessive since she was a child. How could she be willing to share the same husband with another woman.
So, he said: "Wenxiu, with Ye Qinghuan's temperament, he will definitely come. There are guards watching here, you might as well go back to your room to rest. When that evil bastard appears, Elder Cang Shui will kill him immediately."
Wang Wenxiu snorted coldly and said: "My son's body is not cold yet, and this little scoundrel of the Ye family wants to return to Qinggu to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. Hmph, what a wishful thinking!"
The woman in purple clothes beside Wang Wufeng also said: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Elder Cangshui is here to take charge. As long as Ye Qinghuan comes, he will not be able to leave Wuhou Mansion."
The woman in purple is Wang Xiao's mother and Wang Wufeng's wife, Shao Xin.
Both the Shaowu Hou Mansion and the Wang family are well-known families. The elders in the family are also powerful figures in the Chu court, so they naturally look down on Ye Qinghuan. So what if we top the Qingyun Trial Ranking List? What about genius?
Throughout the ages, countless geniuses have died in their prime.
Wang Wenxiu glanced at Wang Wufeng and Shao Xin, feeling resentful that the other party allowed Wang Xiao to enter Shaowu Hou's mansion. But this was also a helpless move. Shao Quanming died in the brothel, but his husband also... Choosing Wang Xiao was the last choice, and he was also of the blood of the Shaowu Houfu and the Wang family. It's better than Ye Qinghuan recognizing his ancestors and returning to his clan.
Wang Wenxiu knew that if Marquis Shaowu really recognized Ye Qinghuan, she would not have a good life in Marquis Shaowu's mansion or even Qinggu from now on.
And Wang Wenxiu, who had stayed in the Shaowu Marquis Mansion for ten years, knew even more about the cruelty of this Marquis Mansion.
"Brother Lao, sister Shaoxin, and Elder Cangshui. As long as we kill that little bastard, I will not ignore Wang Xiao's nephew's affairs."
Wang Wufeng and Shao Xin looked at each other and smiled. Wang Wufeng's father, Wang Yu, has resigned and returned to his hometown, and the Wang family's influence in the Chu court has also become much weaker. If Wang Xiao can inherit the position of Wuhou, it will be of great benefit to the Wang family.
"Wenxiu, don't worry, I'll leave this matter to my brother." Wang Wufeng assured.
Wang Wenxiu reminded: "Brother, don't underestimate Ye Qinghuan. It is said that he has a friend beside him, and the Qiu family in Kyoto also has a close relationship with him."
When Wang Wufeng heard this, he directly ignored the friend Wang Wenxiu mentioned and said with a smile: "The old man of the Qiu family has resigned for many years, and the power of the Qiu family is not what it used to be. Besides, the Qiu family is far away in Kyoto, and they still have no control over it. It’s nothing to do with Beiliang Mansion.”
Wang Wenxiu said no more. In the past few days, there was no trace of Ye Qinghuan in either the Shaowu Hou Mansion or the Ye family. Wang Wenxiu knew that he couldn't delay it any longer, so he simply had Ye Qiurong's grave dug.
Dig the grave!
No matter when and where it is placed, it is a derogatory thing, and it is also a disaster that can lead to mortal enmity. But Wang Wenxiu did it anyway, just to attract Ye Qinghuan.
At the same time, in Ye Tianfeng's study room of the Ye family, Ye Tianfeng put his hands behind his back and looked at the dark clouds on the horizon that covered the waning moon, and even the moonlight was a little less.
Ye Chong and Ye Liang were also in the study. In the past few days, the atmosphere in Ye Mansion has been extremely cold. The identity of the owner of the black spear is unknown, and the voice of the owner of the spear that day still echoes in Ye Tianfeng's mind. Fortunately, I learned from Ye Qinghe that Ye Qinghuan was not dead.
Yesterday, Wang Wenxiu sent people to dig out Ye Qiurong's ashes. This move once again pushed the Ye family to the forefront.
"Dad, are our Ye family going to let that bitch Wang Wenxiu be humiliated like this?" Ye Zhong asked in a deep voice.
Ye Tianfeng remained silent. That cloud blocked not only the waning moon, but also the future of the Ye family.
Ye Zhong's face turned livid as he continued: "Dad, Qiurong's ashes have been dug out and are still hanging in front of the gate of Shaowuhou Mansion. Isn't this a naked attempt to slap our Ye family in the face? Isn't it true that we are still here now?" Can you still remain indifferent?"
Ten years ago, the Ye family's forbearance saved the Ye family.
And now that slap hit the Ye family's face again. It was still a few heavy and continuous slaps, completely putting the Ye family's face in front of everyone in Qinggu. Should they wait to be slapped in the face, or should they continue to act like an ostrich? Bury your head in the sand and pretend you can't see or hear?
Ye Tianfeng knew that in the eyes of everyone in Qinggu, they not only wanted to see Ye Qinghuan's appearance, but also wanted to see the Ye family's actions.
"Dad!" Ye Chong couldn't bear it anymore and yelled.
After Ye Qinghe left, Ye Zhong thought a lot and seemed to have figured out something. He cannot leave the Ye family. He is a Ye family member and should protect the Ye family. Especially since he is the head of the Ye family, he must share life and death with the Ye family and protect the glory of the Ye family.
But now, Wang Wenxiu of Shaowu Hou Mansion has trampled on the Ye family's face time and again, and even dug graves. Ye Chong's heart has already reached the point of a volcanic eruption.
At this time, Ye Liang touched the jade ring in his hand and said in a weird voice: "Brother, I don't think our Ye family can get involved in this matter. For the sake of a dead man, are we going to have to pay for the entire Ye family? Ten years ago, We just endured it, and we have to endure it this time.”
"Ye Liang, you... Qiurong is your second sister. Now after she died, her ashes were dug out. How can you bear to watch her being humiliated after her death." Ye Zhong glared at Ye Liang.
Ye Liang responded lightly: "Ye Qiurong, she left the Ye family ten years ago. Besides, our Ye family doesn't have the strength to get her ashes back. Why should we sacrifice an egg against a stone and cost the entire Ye family?"
"Ye Liang, Qiurong is your sister!"
"Brother, Wang Wenxiu's target is Ye Xiao and Ye Qinghuan, not our Ye family. It would be foolish for us to go to Shaowu Hou Mansion to die! Moreover, Ye Qinghuan and us have already become enemies, do the Ye family still want to help him?"
"You are not helping Ye Qinghuan. Taking back Qiurong's ashes is about taking back the Ye family's dignity and the Ye family's face."
"Huh, brother, let me say it again, Ye Qiurong is no longer a member of the Ye family. We can't sacrifice the entire Ye family for a dead person!"
"you!......"
"That's enough, stop arguing!" At this time, Ye Tianfeng finally spoke up to stop the quarrel between the two.
Ye Tianfeng turned around and looked at the two of them, sighing: "Not long ago, Wang Wenxiu sent me a message that as long as Ye Qinghuan is killed, the Shaowu Hou Mansion will no longer embarrass the Ye family. So when Ye Qinghuan refused to return to the Ye family with us, I wanted to kill him."
"Let him enter Shaowuhou's Mansion, help the Ye family reverse their decline or kill him, and let Shaowuhou's Mansion let the Ye family go. We must choose one of the two."
Ye Zhong and Ye Liang looked at Ye Tianfeng, slowly digesting Ye Tianfeng's words.
Ye Tianfeng said seriously: "Ye Chong, this matter... the Ye family cannot get involved."
"Our Ye family cannot afford to lose!"
There were more and more clouds in the sky, piling up together, covering the waning moon tightly, as if it would never disperse.
In the study, the father and son were silent. Ye Tianfeng's words finalized the matter.
After a long time, Ye Zhong repeatedly hesitated to speak, and finally turned all his words into a long sigh.
Ye Zhong walked out of the study and looked at the moon covered by clouds. He couldn't see a trace of light. His expression changed. He walked out of Ye Mansion and walked towards the tavern.
I hope the ancients are true, a drunkenness can solve a thousand sorrows.
.......
As the night got darker, Yu Zhi disappeared for an hour after leaving the teahouse. No one knew where he went. When he came back, he had an extra package in his hand.
At this time, Yu Zhi was sitting in an inn not far from Shaowuhou's Mansion. The window seat on the second floor could just see the gate of Shaowuhou's Mansion and the eye-catching urn.
Yu Zhi kept staring in the direction of Shaowu Hou Mansion, as if Ye Qinghuan would appear next moment. He must never miss a moment.
It would be best to stop Qing Huan and wait until the Marquis of Beiliang comes, or perhaps until his uncle comes, then all this can be solved perfectly. Now, no matter what happens, I must break into this dragon's pond and tiger's den with Qing Huan... Yu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the urn swaying in the wind.
Sitting opposite Yu Zhi was Yan Yi. Unlike Yu Zhi, who was waiting carefully, Yan Yi was only interested in the food on the table.
Take a sip of wine, then take a bite of the sauced meat, tsk tsk tsk. Yan Yi's face was filled with happy expressions.
"Waiter, please have another pot of the wine called Immortal." Yan Yi shouted.
Yu Zhi glanced at Yan Yi inexplicably and said disgustedly: "Eat, eat, eat, Miss Yan, you have eaten a lot this afternoon. Aren't you full yet?"
Yan Yi burped and held up a glass of wine. The sides of her cheeks were already rosy, showing a hint of playfulness and cuteness.
"Here, give me a drink."
Yu Zhi rolled his eyes at Yu Zhi, "I have something serious to do now."
Seeing that Yu Zhi was bored, Yan Yi just took a sip of his own drink and said, "Singing to wine, what's life like! Have fun!"
Yu Zhi was speechless for a moment while facing the female drunkard at arm's length, and said in disgust: "Just drink, don't talk nonsense."
According to Yu Zhi's character, he would not have been so rude to Yan Yi, whom he had just met, but would have been as polite as he was to Xiao Jingyao, with a hint of distance. But this afternoon, Yu Zhi unknowingly became familiar with Yan Yi.
No one would resist a girl who rescued him twice, right?
boom!
The wine glass fell on the table, making a sound.
Yan Yi held her rosy little face in her hands, with a little spring wave in her eyes, and tilted her little head.
"Yuzhi, don't you recognize me?"
