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Style: Historical Author: Ouyang MoxinWords: 4190Update Time: 24/01/12 13:47:52
"Huashiro," Lingzhi's face changed slightly, "Be careful what you say."

Hua Yitang glanced at Ling Zhiyan with a half-smile, then poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up and dipped it on his lips, "Exiled for three thousand miles, this is a good sentence. Pick a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and live there for a year and a half." Zai, after the limelight has passed, he will perform a few small merits in the place of exile and win medals, and then he will be exempted from the torture of exile. If he can make a big contribution, he can return to the Taiyuan Jiang family lineage. Maybe, You can also gain fame."

Ling Zhiyan opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Hua Yitang drank all the tea in the cup and said, "Ling Liulang, you don't have to blame yourself. Not to mention that you are just a sixth-rank Dali Temple minister. Even Chen Yanfan, the minister of Dali Temple, didn't dare to tell you." When confronting Mr. Jiang from Taiyuan, I can only hold my nose and admit it." After a pause, "What a pity. If Qiu Houwenzhan is really sentenced to death, Jiang Dongyi can still live for a few months. With this operation of Mr. Jiang from Taiyuan, he can only It is adding fuel to the fire and sending Jiang Dongyi to die faster."

Ling Zhiyan: "You mean, if the person who induced Jiang Dongyi to commit suicide did it to avenge Shan Yuanming?"

"The possibility of revenge is very high, but it is not certain who to take revenge for." Hua Yitangdao murmured, "What the Taiyuan Jiang family has done is too numerous to describe, even if it means being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, it is not an exaggeration."

Ling Zhiyan was quiet for a moment, then pulled out a scroll of paper from her sleeve, "An hour ago, this appeared on my desk out of thin air."

The paper roll is about three inches wide and five inches long. The handwriting on it is neat and straight, as if it is printed. It is obviously written like this to cover up the handwriting:

[There is another hidden story behind Ling Xiuzhu’s death, which is related to Ling’s life and death. If you want to know the inside story, tell us about it tomorrow at 3:00 noon on the Yunshui River]

Lin Sui'an and Hua Yitang were shocked. Jin Ruo snatched the note and touched it carefully with his fingertips. Then he looked at the paper against the light and said firmly, "Paper and ink are nothing special. , but this character is very similar to Yun Zhongyue’s ‘wooden character’ in rumors.”

Lin Sui'an and Hua Yitang looked at each other:

Why did Yun Zhongyue send this message to Ling Zhiyan? !

Why does it happen to be on the Yunshui River tomorrow at three quarters at noon? !

What on earth is he going to do? !

Ling Zhiyan: "The Ling Xiuzhu mentioned above is an elder of our clan. He died inexplicably thirty years ago. The person who left the letter used the cause of his death to lure me there, which is quite strange. Moreover, I heard the news that the Hua family will be here tomorrow at noon. At three o'clock, we will discuss cooperation with Dongdu Jingmen on the Yunshui River——"

Fang Ke snorted: "Jin Ruo guessed it right, Yun Zhongyue is really going to do something big."

Jin Ruo: "You're here just in time! Doctor Fang, you will have a body autopsy tomorrow."

Ling Zhiyan nodded: "In that case, Ling will go with you all to meet him tomorrow - Huashiro, why are you looking at me like this?"

Hua Yitang looked at Ling Zhiyan, his eyes were red, his eyebrows were furrowed, his fingers were gently rubbing the tea cup, as if he was a little hesitant.

Everyone also fell silent.

Lin Sui'an sighed and spread his palms, "Doctor Fang, give me the scroll."

The moment the scroll fell into her palm, it was so heavy that it made Lin Sui'an's wrist sink. Hua Yitang suddenly grabbed Lin Sui'an's wrist and looked at her silently with his dark eyes, wanting to speak. end.

"Yun Zhongyue has a real scroll in his hand, and Ling Sizhi will know about it sooner or later." Lin Sui'an said.

Hua Yitang pursed his lips, his face paler than before when he was silently painting, and said in a loud voice, "Mu Xia, go prepare some ginseng slices."

Mu Xia stepped back in response, and Ling Zhiyan said suddenly: "Did you really find the scroll left by Shan Yuanming?"

Lin Sui'an nodded: "It's a pity that the original product was stolen by Yun Zhongyue. The copy we have is part of what Hua Yitang wrote down based on his memory. It's just the content inside. I hope Ling Sizhi will be mentally prepared -"

Mu Xia presented the ginseng slices and asked Ling Zhiyan to hold them in her mouth. Ling Zhiyan was confused, but seeing Hua Yitang's stubborn expression of "You can't even read the book without the ginseng slices", she still picked up the ginseng slices and placed them on the base of her tongue. , took the axis book.

Outside the waterside pavilion, there was a strong wind, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain. It was like thousands of silver-white steel needles piercing the lake water, rolling up dense black whirlpools.

Everyone did not dare to express their anger, and watched in silence as Ling Zhiyan turned through the book page by page. He read very slowly and carefully, and the muscles on his face were very tense, and he even trembled slightly. , suddenly, his fingers paused, and blood burst out from the whites of his eyes. Lin Sui'an knew that he had seen the page that belonged to Ling Xiuzhu. Hua Yitang's breathing stopped, his fingers were digging into the tea cup tightly, and his nails made a sound The clicking sound was like thunder in this silent space. Ling Zhiyan looked at it for a long time, and finally turned to the next page. Her expression and posture did not seem to have changed much, but the rolling speed of her Adam's apple became faster. Lin Sui'an only hoped that the ginseng tablets had played a role——

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the wind was howling like a ghost, and the moist water vapor spread along the floor, giving off a bitter and dark glimmer. Ling Zhiyan sat in this thick silence, quietly After reading the last page, I put away the scroll, tied the book strap, and laid it flat on the desk.

Hua Yitang carefully studied his expression, "Ling Liulang, if you have anything to say, don't hold it back. Let's discuss this big matter -"

Ling Zhiyan: "The only thing that the previous head of the family cared about before he died was the cause of Ling Xiuzhu's death. He died with his eyes open. Now Ling finally understands the reason. When he worships his ancestors next year, he will definitely inform the previous head of the family about it and put an end to his old man. It's a matter of concern." He raised his head and looked at the crowd again, with a firm and calm expression, and an upright posture, as if he could resist the sky falling with his shoulders, "It's just that Ling has a heartless request. Please give me a helping hand tomorrow. Destroy this scroll."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone changed their colors in astonishment.

Ling Zhiyan's voice was a little lower: "Although the Taiyuan Jiang family has been in decline in the court in recent years, it has been in business for hundreds of years and has extremely deep roots. The content of this scroll is certainly shocking, but to the Taiyuan Jiang family, it is just an irrelevant matter. A minor or serious scandal will never hurt his bones, but for the victim and his family involved, it will be a devastating disaster. Not only will his reputation be ruined for many years, but he will also be more likely to suffer crazy revenge from the Jiang family in Taiyuan!" said Here, he paused and said, "I, the Ling family, can't escape bad luck——"

Lin Suijing looked at Ling Zhiyan quietly. He clenched his fists tightly and his pale knuckles were trembling slightly. He was trying his best to stay calm and calmly analyze the pros and cons, but his eyes were already burned by anger as red as coals. .

Lin Sui'an knew that Ling Zhiyan was right. Just like Jiang Dongyi, even if the evidence of murder is conclusive, as long as the Taiyuan Jiang family is behind the scenes, he can easily get away with it. If he hadn't died inexplicably, he would have been able to continue to poop on other people's heads in a few years. Domineering and blessing.

And Ling Zhiyan is obviously a victim. In order to protect her family and other victims, she can only destroy the evidence of her enemies harming her clan members. It is so helpless, so ridiculous, and so sad!

At this moment, Lin Sui'an thought of Qi Yuansheng:

[The people cannot express their grievances, their anger cannot be appeased, and their sorrow cannot be expressed. The ants are forced into a desperate situation and can only fight hard...]

Hua Yitang was silent for a long time and then asked: "Ling Liulang, is this the end of it?!"

"The hatred between the Ling family and the Jiang family in Taiyuan is irreconcilable!" Ling Zhiyan said firmly, "This feud will never be settled like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Okay, okay! We'll help you, help you, help you! Don't worry!" Hua Yitang rushed to the opposite side, holding Ling Zhiyan with one hand and shaking the fan wildly with the other hand, "Muxia, hurry up and make ginseng soup, chicken soup, and tortoise soup. , Doctor Fang——"

Fang Ke had already pinched Ling Zhiyan's wrist and frowned for a moment, "Sparse that bastard soup of yours. He is so angry that his blood is stagnant. Madam Lin, beat him!"

Lin Sui'an slapped Ling Zhiyan on the back without any courtesy. Ling Zhiyan spurted out another mouthful of blood and coughed violently.

Ita presented a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Fang carved a pen and wrote a prescription. Jin Ruo grabbed a cigarette and ran out of the waterside pavilion.

"The blood congestion has gone, the breath has become smooth, there is no serious problem," Fang Ke let go of Ling Zhiyan's wrist, "Ling Sizhi, if you want to get angry in the future, learn more from Hua Yitang. If you are not happy, you will yell and roll around, or you can learn from Hua Yitang's example. Learn from Mrs. Lin, punch and kick others when you are angry, it is good for your health."

"Ahem, cough, cough," Ling Zhiyan coughed up blood, "Thank you, Doctor Fang. Ling will keep it in mind."

Lin Sui'an: "..."

It’s just Hua Yitang. Is she actually like this in Fang Ke’s eyes? !

"Mu Xia, pack up the Qingshan Residence and prepare the mattress and change of clothes. Ling Liulang will stay here tonight. I want to pick out the incense in the house myself!" Hua Yitang asked Mu Xia to get busy, and Fang Ke took Yita with him. Going to the kitchen to prepare the medicine, for a moment, Lin Sui'an was the only one left beside Ling Zhiyan.

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Lin." Ling Zhiyan did not forget the etiquette of a child of aristocratic family and thanked her at this time.

Lin Sui'an sat cross-legged next to him and said solemnly, "Ling Sizhi, how much is your monthly salary?"

Ling Zhiyan was startled: "Huh?"

"Save more money. If you try your best to defeat the Jiang family in Taiyuan in the future," Lin Sui'an leaned closer and lowered his voice, "I will help you kill all the Jiang family's dogs. How about a friendship price of one head and one head?"

Ling Zhiyan was stunned and coughed up another mouthful of blood, coughing and laughing, "Then Ling has been saving for a long time...cough cough cough..."

Lin Sui'an patted him on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter, you can save slowly and don't be in a hurry."

Don't worry, there will be a solution.

You must not follow in the footsteps of Qi Yuansheng.

Ling Zhiyan lowered her eyes and said softly, "Hmm", her long eyelashes covering the moisture in her eye sockets.

Thank you.

The heavy rain lasted from sunset to midnight. After midnight, it turned into a drizzle. At dawn, the clouds opened and the clouds dispersed, and the sky was washed by rain all night, making it clear and blue.

Ling Zhiyan touched the clothes on her body curiously. The style and color were obviously the same as his clothes, but the upper body was light and soft, with a delicate touch. When she walked, her clothes were flying like blue clouds, which was very elegant. Although she didn't know what kind of clothes they were. It was made of cloth, but he estimated it must be worth a lot of money.

In the center of the waterside pavilion is an eight-foot-long and four-foot-wide solid wood table, with a dazzling array of breakfast items placed on it. Ling Zhiyan can only recognize a few that look familiar: longevity porridge, golden milk puff pastry, Brahmin light noodles, mutton buns, The names of the rest are unknown. Mu Xia thoughtfully sat aside to make introductions, and quickly announced the names of the dishes: "Duck flower soup cake, phoenix fetus, red sheep stick, door incense, entangled flower Yunmeng meat, gold and silver flower cut, cold toad" Soup" and so on.

Ling Zhiyan: "Isn't it too -" to eat so much so early in the morning?

He couldn't go on because he saw that Hua Yitang had a dozen empty plates stacked on the table, Jin Ruo was eating the sixth plate, Eta was holding a black tea soup, staring at him eagerly, as if ready to rush up at any time, Ling Zhiyan was busy Like Lin Sui'an, he stuffed his mouth with steamed cakes, and was pleased to see Eta retreat sadly.

The steamed cake melted in the mouth, was sweet and soft, and Ling Zhiyan felt that he had eaten it before chewing much. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He thought that after what happened yesterday, he might not be able to eat for a day, but he never thought that his appetite was not bad. Thinking about it this way , I slept well last night. I had no dreams all night. When I got up, I felt relaxed. The feeling of suffocation in my heart had almost disappeared. It was like a new life. When she was sighing at Dr. Fang's superb medical skills, Mu Xia smiled and handed over a bill.

[Last night's incense: Chi Chi Chunri makes it soft, quantity: four burners, price: a total of ten guan]

Ling Zhiyan's eyelids twitched slightly, she folded the bill and put it in her sleeves, and asked, "Do you need money for breakfast?"

Mu Xia's professional smile was impeccable: "Please pay five hundred coins."

Ling Zhiyan immediately took over two large bowls of buns and started to show off.

Lin Sui'an suppressed a smile and glanced at Ling Zhi Yanqi, and bumped the person next to him with his elbow. Hua Yitang was eating the third plate of smallpox biluo, and said proudly, "The Ling family is the most stingy, you just need to tell him to charge money, He must have a huge appetite and will never give up until he gets his money back."

Lin Sui'an: "Brilliant."

This is a sure thing for Ling Liulang.

Jin Ruo had eaten and drank enough, wiped his lips, and made a suggestion, "Yun Zhongyue will probably mix among the disciples of Dongdu Jingmen and wait for an opportunity. In order to prevent him from pretending to be one of us again, we need to set up a contact. Code words, when in doubt, you can use code words to confirm your identity.”

Hua Yitang agreed: "Why don't we just use 'Hua Silang is mighty, Hua Yitang is mighty'."

Everyone sneered.

Fang Ke: "The code word must be unexpected. The code word for the Jingmen can no longer be used. The poems and songs used in daily life are not safe. Madam Lin, do you have any suggestions?"

Lin Sui'an suddenly remembered that he had secretly exchanged code words with him because he suspected that Fang Ke was also a time traveler. Unexpectedly, Fang Ke still remembered it.

"Uh..." Lin Sui'an put down his chopsticks and scratched his forehead, "One hundred and eighty glasses of palace jade liquor. How do you like this wine? Let me blow it for you -"

"Pfft!" Ling Zhiyan choked, "Cough cough cough cough!"

Fang Ke nodded: "It's really unexpected."

Etta: "It has rhyme."

Jin Ruo: "This is easy to remember."

Hua Yitang: "Just use this!"

Lin Sui'an smiled dryly: "It's a ridiculous compliment."

Ling Zhiyan coughed for a long time, finally regained her composure, and asked, "I wonder if the Hua family and Dongdu Jingmen are negotiating today. Do they have specific terms and have they drafted a cooperation contract?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the waterside pavilion, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

Fang Ke was the first to snort, "They haven't considered such a thing at all."

Ling Zhiyan was stunned: "Then today's negotiation is——"

Jin Ruo rolled his eyes: "Dongdu Jingmen is a branch of Jingmen. Talking about cooperation is a beautiful idea!"

Lin Sui'an touched his chin: "I think all ten elders from the Jingmen of Dongdu are here today, and it just so happens that one pot is served. If they don't accept it, beat them until they do!"

Hua Yitang shook his fan: "If you still don't accept it, throw money at them until they do!"

Ita and Mucha clapped "papapapa, papa papa".

Ling Zhiyan: "..."

Could it be that he impulsively boarded a pirate ship? :,,