Li Ruiyun was questioning Ding Jiying about the person who introduced the spy to the house to seek trouble. Suddenly Ding Jiying's close family member Ding Xin walked in sweating and panting, with a look of panic on his face.
Ding Jiying's heart trembled and he asked urgently: "Tell me, what happened?"
Perhaps he was too impatient. Ding Xin didn't seem to notice the dissatisfied looks of the people around him. He walked over and whispered in Ding Jiying's ear: "Second Young Master, Xiu Ming just sent a letter to say that the young lady suddenly has a severe stomachache. Maybe It’s time to give birth…”
"What? Qiuyue is... giving birth?..." Ding Jiying's eyes immediately flashed with surprise, and she stood up and left.
Ding Jinzhi's face darkened and he reprimanded: "Those who don't understand etiquette and law, how can they leave just as they say before the things here are finished?"
Ding Jiying's eyebrows softened and he hurriedly turned around and saluted everyone: "I'm sorry, everyone, I just lost my temper. But the matter is really urgent, so I have to leave first."
Ding Jinzhi glanced at him in confusion, "Why is this so urgent? You look so anxious."
Ding Jiying winked slyly at his father, smiled and said, "Of course! Dad, you are about to have a grandson!"
Ding Jinzhi was stunned for a moment. When he recovered, Ding Jiying had already disappeared without a trace. He shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Oh, this bastard..."
At this moment, Li Zhishan and "Zhou Shan" came back.
There is no need to ask. The embarrassment on his body and the look of despair on his face have already told everyone the result of this arrest.
Especially "Zhou Shan", whose clothes are torn and stained with blood, and who walks with a limp, is particularly miserable.
Ding Jinzhi couldn't help but frown, "What's going on, where is Guard Liu?"
Li Zhishan's eyes darkened, with a touch of sadness in his eyes, and he said in a thick voice: "Liu Yujie died in the line of duty..."
"What?..." Li Ruiyun's face suddenly changed, as if it was covered with a layer of frost, and he said angrily: "No matter how high the spy's martial arts skills are, he has been injured after all, and you three masters actually surrendered to him. Can’t stay?”
Li Zhishan lowered his head in frustration, his deep and hoarse voice filled with frustration, "Having said that, something unexpected happened midway, and someone came out halfway to rescue the thief."
"Oh, who is it?" Li Ruiyun pressed forward step by step.
"Zhou Shan" looked gloomy and said in a deep voice: "That man was covered with a black scarf. I dare not confirm his identity due to his humble position."
Li Ruiyun raised the corner of his mouth calmly and said quietly: "So, have you seen this person before?"
"Zhou Shan" lowered his eyes, "Yes."
Li Ruiyun looked at him deeply with her eyes, slightly curling her lips, waiting for his next words.
"Zhou Shan" hesitated slightly and muttered: "I have some ideas, but I'm just not sure. I wonder if I should talk about it?"
Li Ruiyun's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he said bluntly: "But it doesn't matter."
"Zhou Shan" bit his lip gently and said, "Judging from the figure and sword path of the stranger, he is very similar to the thief who broke into the palace that night."
"Ling Yun?..." Li Ruiyun blurted out with his eyebrows twitching uncontrollably.
When "Zhou Shan" heard Li Ruiyun mention "Ling Yun"'s name again, he couldn't explain how he felt, so he could only nodded with a wry smile.
Li Ruiyun suddenly frowned, his expression gradually revealed a cold look, anger gradually appeared, and then turned into a ferocious look, gritted his teeth and said: "Ling Yun, why is it you again? You are really my mortal enemy! If there is One day you fall into my hands again..."
At this point, there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes and he stopped talking.
Ling Yun lowered his head slightly, with no emotion showing on his indifferent face.
"Li Ruiyun, you are cruel enough. I want to see what else you can do to me." Although his face was calm, he was still lingering in his heart a hundred times.
Ding Jinzhi took over the conversation at this time, "By the way, have you ever found out the origin of that spy?"
"Zhou Shan" bent his head and said feebly: "Beizhi and Liu Yujie were about to take down the assassin. The masked man in black suddenly appeared and killed Liu Yujie in a few rounds. Beizhi escaped by chance and had to come back to report the news, so I didn’t even have time to see the spy’s face clearly…”
Ding Jinzhi and Li Zhishan looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
"What a bunch of useless trash!" Li Ruiyun snorted angrily and walked away.
There was a moment of stasis in the living room. Everyone looked downcast and looked at each other.
At this time, Ding Xin came in panic. Seeing that the atmosphere in the living room was not right, he hesitated and hid at the door and poked his head around.
Ding Jinzhi glared at him impatiently and said coldly: "What's the matter?"
Ding Xin swallowed softly and whispered: "Master Qi, the young lady... has given birth!"
Ding Jinzhi's eyes lit up, "Oh?...Are you a boy or a girl?"
Ding Xin said: "He is a young master!"
Ding Jinzhi immediately beamed with joy, his originally gloomy and decadent mood was immediately swept away, he was trembling with excitement, and murmured: "Great, great, I finally have a grandson!..."
Li Zhishan, "Zhou Shan" and others hurried forward to congratulate Ding Jinzhi.
The unpleasant things just now were put aside for the time being. Seeing this situation, Li Zhishan didn't want to bother him any more, so he quickly said goodbye at the right time.
Ding Jinzhi had no intention of dealing with everyone at this time, so he followed the flow and ordered Ding Xin to see off the guests.
At this time, his heart had all flown to his grandson who had just come into the world.
After several hours of painful suffering, Lu Qiuyue finally gave birth to a baby boy successfully.
This made Ding Jiying ecstatic. He was smiling, happy in his heart, and couldn't help but dance.
The feeling of being a father for the first time made him so excited that he carried the child around the house several times, which only made the baby cry in fright.
Of course Ding Jinzhi couldn't help but be happy. He finally had a grandson, and the Ding family finally had a successor!
He invited the most famous Yi scholar in the capital to name his grandson: "Ding Yanrui."
Then, Ding Jinzhi held a grand banquet and invited guests to celebrate his grandson.
He Yuting, the Prince of Jinling and others came to congratulate him; the civil and military officials of the imperial court and celebrities from the capital also came. For a while, the living room was decorated with lights and colors, and there were a lot of guests, with laughter and laughter.
Needless to say, Ding Jiying was dressed in beautiful clothes, going in and out, entertaining guests from all walks of life.
His face was full of spring breeze and he was in high spirits. The depression and boredom of the past few days had been swept away. Now he only felt a kind of happiness and comfort that he had never experienced before. This was happiness from the heart!
On the contrary, Lu Qiuyue was alone in the back room. What a sharp contrast between her desolation and the bustling front hall!
She was described as haggard, leaning on the brocade couch weakly and exhausted, her watery eyes filled with melancholy, like a faintly blooming white cloud, cold and alienated.
She silently listened to the bursts of punching orders, joyful songs and laughter that came to her ears from time to time. Who can understand the feeling in her heart at this time?
At this time, she thought of her father who was in jail, her mother who died after hitting a pillar, and her sweetheart Jiang Chun, who once loved her deeply but was now separated from each other, and she could no longer hold back her tears...
Let’s go back and talk about Li Zhishan and “Zhou Mountain” here.
After leaving Ding Mansion that day, "Zhou Shan" followed Li Zhishan back to the Ouchi Palace.
When Li Zhishan saw "Zhou Shan" with a gray face, dark circles under his eyes, blood all over his body, and a sleepy look on his face, he didn't dare to reprimand him too harshly. He just waved his hand distractedly and asked him to go down and recuperate.
"Zhou Shan" took the opportunity to retreat.
It was already nightfall. The dim moon lazily hid behind the clouds, leaving only a few dim stars blinking listlessly with blurred eyes.
After returning to his residence, Ling Yun dismissed all the attendants around him, closed the door, leaned against the door tiredly, raised his head and let out a breath.
He slowly calmed down, carefully sorted out his chaotic thoughts, and quietly thought about his next move.
At this time, there were several clear and sweet pigeon calls outside the window. Ling Yun's brows suddenly raised, he hurriedly opened the window and whistled softly.
The homing pigeon landed in response, like a considerate white elf, flashing its beautiful wings and resting lightly on his clothes.
Ling Yun untied the letter from the pigeon's lap, raised his hand and let the white pigeon fly out again.
Then he opened the book and looked at it, but saw a few words on it: "My dear friend has been taken home, don't worry. We will discuss it later."
A stone in Ling Yun's heart finally fell to the ground. He took the fire fold and slowly lit the letter.
In the flickering firelight, the white letter instantly turned to ashes, like a gray butterfly, dancing lightly in the air.
It turned out that after receiving the letter from Ling Yun, Lian Nanchun and Du Zhenghai rushed to the Yulin area five miles east of Baishiyan outside the city, took Yang Zhen back to the Divine Doctor Villa, and treated him with Sai Zhongjing.
After Yang Zhen's injury stabilized, the two asked him about his experiences during the period after the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice was raided.
Recalling the situation that day, Yang Zhen felt a mixture of anger, depression, fear, and panic in his heart...
"It's hard to describe in one sentence. Ever since the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment was raided and Mr. Lu was thrown into the sky prison, I have been living in hiding.
“That day, I was chased and intercepted by Zhao Ying, the captain of the bodyguard under Li Zhishan, and when I was desperate, a masked old man in blue came to my rescue.
"I found out later that this old man was Mr. Ge Zhongge, the 'iron-fingered divine fortune teller' who used to do divination and calculations for people in the capital.
"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, nor can they be measured by sea water. I didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary Mr. Ge turned out to be a hidden master of the world..."
At this point, Yang Zhen sighed.
"Mr. Ge Zhongge, the iron-fingered magician?..."
Lian Nanchun repeated the name, his eyes twinkling as if he was thoughtful.
She glanced meaningfully at her little aunt "Sai Zhongjing" next to her; Sai Zhongjing also nodded understandingly, seeming to be thinking...
