Ink Burns
Chapter 135 Mutual Understanding
Chapter 135 Mutual Understanding (Chubby Chapter)
Nanfu was quiet at night. It was mid-spring and the weather was gradually getting warmer. There was even the occasional chirping of insects.
Zhu's mourning hall was still set up, but three days had passed since the seventh day of burial, and he had not yet been buried.
The reason is simple: the elders of the Xue family did not allow Zhu, who had acted as a substitute, to be buried in the Xue family's ancestral tomb. They wanted someone from Zhu's natal family to come and take the coffin back - on this point, the Xue family's position as the victim was very tenable.
The round trip from the capital to Zhenjiang Prefecture would take at least a month even if one rode at full speed.
Therefore, after Zhu's body was returned by the Censorate, it remained in the mourning hall.
Shan Yue stood under the eaves of the mourning hall. If he listened carefully, he could even hear the sizzling sound of ice flakes melting into water. "The weather is getting warmer. I don't know how long this spirit will stay here. Bring more ice in the next few days."
Qiu Tou was not around, and the little maid was in the room, wiping her tears while calculating the accounts. Although she was born in a pawnbroker, she had always been a maid who cleaned the house. She had never learned the qualities required of a person in charge of the lady in the backyard of such a large inner house. She cried every time she opened her eyes these days, and while crying, she started with learning to use the abacus. She only said, "Miss Yue, I will repay your life-saving grace!"
You can't learn how to count and think that you can deduct the life-saving grace by doing so.
If Qiutou doesn't make any plans, He Shanyue will have to do it all by herself - this is absolutely not possible.
She can do anything, but don't ask her to deal with numbers - if she makes the unfilial bird lose everything, how will she pay him back?
Adhering to the traditional virtue of "a friend's death is better than my own death", Shanyue encouraged Qiutao with a few words, and then took Qiuyu away from the place of right and wrong where they were thinking about the abacus.
At this moment, Qiuyu, the only one beside Shanyue, shrank his head and said in a muffled voice, "There are still four baskets of ice in the well. If Madam smells something strange now, I will carry two baskets over immediately."
Two baskets of ice, probably weigh more than 50 kilograms.
"Can you carry such a heavy load?" Shanyue asked.
Qiuyu lowered his head, making it hard to see his facial features. He nodded in a muffled voice, "I can carry it. I come from a farming family and I'm very strong. The other day, when we were clearing the trees on the back hill of Nanfu, I carried 18 trees by myself."
Shan Yue cast her eyes towards the white banner hanging outside the mourning hall and pursed her lips: "Yes, children from poor families always need more strength."
After a while, Shanyue said casually: "Although there are few people in the Nan Mansion, there are many things to do. When you are free one day, go to the pawnshop and pick out a few honest and hardworking farmhands. There are always some days when it is not convenient for a girl to do heavy work."
After saying this, Shanyue lowered his head and flipped through the incense and condolence booklet.
There are very few families listed in the booklet.
After all, it was a horrific scandal, and the number of people who came to pay their respects was very small. Occasionally, there were gossipers who came to inquire out of curiosity, or they took the opportunity to see the new wife of the unfilial bird master who was famous in the capital. Few of them came to see Zhu sincerely.
Oh, there is one too.
Shan Yue's slender white fingers stopped.
Chang family.
Guanbei Marquis' wife Zhou came to pay her respects with red and swollen eyes. After lighting two incense sticks, she first looked at Shanyue for a few times, and then said arrogantly: "Go and call the second young master Xue to come to me." After Xue Chen came, Huo grabbed Xue Chen's hand and cried bitterly: "Your mother was only eighteen years old when she first came to the capital, a budding age, and now she is stuffed into this hard wooden box before she is forty. You must strive for honor, you must strive for honor!"
Xue Chen lowered his head and cried a few times along with Zhou, his tone filled with innocence and grievance: "Nephew, nephew really doesn't know where our mother came from."
Mrs. Zhou, Marquis of Guanbei, was crying so hard that she couldn't get up. She seemed to be the saddest person in these few days.
Even sadder than Xue Chen.
The mountain moon is hidden in the darkness, with its head slightly tilted.
Madam Zhou pulled Shan Yue out of her hiding place with a cry: "Madam Yushi, this document has gone through the six rituals and has been to the Taichang Temple and is on the official file. It is set in stone and cannot be argued about."
Shan Yue lowered his head and took the document.
The bright red wedding silk looked dazzling and surprising against the white banners and linen.
It's a marriage book.
After the three books and six ceremonies, the marriage should be recorded in the Taichang Temple, and then the grand ceremony will be completed and the marriage will be held.
Whose marriage book is this?
Shan Yue always kept his eyes down: When you can't figure out the other party's intentions, silence is the best response.
Madam Zhou cried in a gentle voice, like the Suzhou Pingtan accent: "What a pity, Xiaokan. Oh, Madam Zhu passed away suddenly. The marriage certificate is signed, but the marriage will have to wait for a few years. Take this document and tell the Xue family that if they want to treat Chen'er harshly, they should also consider the importance of Guanbei Hou as their father-in-law!"
Oh, it is the marriage certificate between Xue Chen and the daughter of Guanbei Hou Chang’s family.
Wasn’t it still under discussion?
Is Zhou afraid that Xue Chen will be criticized by the Xue family because of the exposure of Zhu's deeds, so she chooses to drag the Chang family in to support Xue Chen?
Shan Yue pursed her lips and calmed down to guess: Are they close friends? The Chang family is also among the "Qingfeng", and their eldest son Chang Yusu is one of the main culprits that night. If the Chang family and Xue Chen are closely connected, the situation may not be good for her.
But now is not the time to act rashly.
She had just arrived and had no idea where to go. She was like a blind person walking in the dark. She didn't know where the road was, where the obstacles were, and she didn't even have anyone around her to help her. Even though the Zhu family's crisis had been resolved, she was safe and secure in the small piece of land of the Xue family's South Mansion. But if she wasn't careful, once she alerted the enemy, she would inevitably suffer a severe backlash.
It has not been an easy journey, she must tread on thin ice and find the weak spot, so that she can hit the target with one blow and catch them off guard!
Xue Chen cried sincerely after hearing this: "It was Brother Yu Su who saved me in the Imperial College! Now, if you come forward again, I, Xue Chen, will never be able to repay you and Yu Niang's kindness even if I die!"
Madam Zhou brushed Xue Chen's hair, her eyes tearful but full of pity and love: "I am a few years older than your mother. In this empty city of the capital, I have been with your mother for a long time. Even though there are many people in the capital and three people can make a tiger, you must remember your mother's true love for you. I handed Yu Niang to you because of your mother's request before she died. After the mourning period is over, you must treat her well and protect her everywhere."
Then the two of them cried together.
The images from a few days ago flashed before Shan Yue's eyes one by one.
Shanyue shook his head slightly, the fragments of memory drifted away with the wind, and only the two swaying white lights in the mourning hall remained before his eyes.
Shanyue returned to Nan Mansion and saw Luofeng standing outside the main courtyard.
"Master Xue is back?" Shanyue asked.
Luo Feng hurriedly bowed and saluted, his attitude very respectful: "I have been back for a while."
Coming back means that Xue Changfeng’s matter has been settled.
Although they had only been together for a dozen days, Shanyue boasted that he understood Xue Xiao a little bit. Xue Xiao was indeed like a lone wolf, very tenacious. He would never change his ways easily, and once he made up his mind about something, he would never let go - for example, he wanted Xue Changfeng to die.
Even if the saint does not agree, Xue Xiao will probably try every possible means to achieve his goal.
"Mr. Xue——" Shanyue raised his eyebrows.
Luo Feng lowered his chin respectfully: "Taibao Xue suddenly fell ill, which is exactly the disease that the old man had before his death. This disease is incurable and is getting more and more painful. It depends on whether the saint will continue to investigate Madam Zhu's death, or let Taibao come back to spend the last few years of his life because of his illness."
Oh. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Shanyue nodded and walked inside, but found that although the person had returned, the east wing was still dark.
No lights on?
Shanyue stepped forward and raised his hand, ready to knock on the door.
His hand was suspended in the air, but he never knocked.
He didn't light the lamp, perhaps he just wanted a small space to be quiet?
Isn't it a bit inappropriate for her to bother you without your permission?
When Shanyue hesitated, he saw a tall figure slowly stepping out from the inner room.
Shan Yue raised his eyes and Xue Xiao lowered his eyes. One of them was outside the door, and the other was inside the door. Their eyes unexpectedly met.
The hexagonal palace lantern is covered with glazed carved lamp pieces and decorated with dense, fiery red tassels at the bottom, which flutter in the wind.
"you"
"you"
The two of them spoke at the same time.
Xue Xiao pursed his lips and signaled Shan Yue to speak first, just like last time.
If Shanyue really wanted to speak, he wouldn’t know what to say for a moment.
Showing concern? It seems a bit over the line.
Asking you why you don't light the lamp? It seems like she is overly concerned about the use of lamp oil.
Inquiry into the case becomes the safest option.
"I heard from Luo Feng that Xue Taibao has the same illness as the master of the Xue family?" Shan Yue said.
The girl's voice was always clear, like the gurgling water in a mountain stream, which did not match her cold and frosty temperament. It seemed weaker, more delicate, more simple, and less worldly-wise, and did not match her keen perception, quick decision-making, and bright mind.
But it's all good.
Ever since the day Xue Xiao escorted Xue Changfeng down from Tianbao Temple, he has been trapped in darkness: the dark underground, the dark cage, and the dark night sky.
Just now he was also in darkness and returned to his "home". This dark east wing was like a huge, soft, silent sponge, absorbing him as he fell into chaos. In the chaos, he suddenly heard Shan Yue's footsteps.
Light, even footsteps.
He looked up unconsciously.
Should she knock on the door and ask what he was doing?
She didn't knock.
He was about to curl up in darkness.
She was moving away, as if she was about to leave.
He placed his hands on the outside of the sponge and quickly pulled himself away from the dark emotions.
He pushed open the door, lowered his head, and in panic he ran into Shan Yue's quiet and silent eyes.
The light reflected by the palace lanterns hanging from the eaves seemed to be completely hidden in these eyes.
"Yes."
Xue Xiao nodded decisively, raised his chin slightly, his expression and tone were as calm as before: "Qing Feng sent people to give him the drug, probably because he was afraid that his sudden death would arouse the Saint's suspicion, so he gave him the same drug as my grandfather, so that he could say that he passed on the legacy to his great-great-grandfather, to his son, and to his grandson."
Using "Three Character Classic" in this way will make many private schools angry.
Shan Yue pursed her lips and asked again: "Where is the saint? Has the saint explained it clearly?"
The saint did not agree to quickly deal with Xue Changfeng.
Those in a higher position always want to wait when something happens.
What are you waiting for? Waiting for an opportunity to hindsight.
However, Xue Xiao did not give the saint a chance to regret.
"If the saint had not explained it clearly, I would not be standing here now." Xue Xiao spoke calmly.
Shan Yue said "Oh".
In that case, there is no need to ask further.
Shan Yue prepared to say goodbye.
Xue Xiao called her from behind: "Why don't you persuade me to take a long-term view and take it slow? From the way you have been carefully eliminating the Cheng family and overthrowing Liu Hezhou from Songjiang Prefecture, it can be seen that you are not a person who seeks to make rash advances."
Lian Luofeng advised him not to rush to ask Xue Changfeng to repay the debt.
Shan Yue did not comment.
“Things are not things.”
If you are not afraid of losing, you will not be controlled but will be able to control it easily.
Shan Yue turned around, his eyes were cold, and he looked up at Xue Xiao: "The four words of Taoism are soldiers, Tao, attack, and strategy. I have no appearance, but I also have thousands of appearances. When I see evil, I will make it worse, and when I see evil, I will turn it into good."
When a person takes off his skin, he has only 206 bones, but when he puts on clothes, he has 18,000 faces - if you bully me, I will let you know the consequences, and if you let me down, I will let you know the regret.
This is the truth of Taoism.
"I am taking the long view and taking my time, because I have no power to borrow, no branches to lean on, and no influence to use."
"You are different."
"Xue Changfeng is like a rotten rat in the gutter. I will feel relieved if I step on him. If I leave him alone, I will have to swallow my anger and endure his disturbance."
Shan Yue looked straight at Xue Xiao without dodging or avoiding his gaze, and said softly: "If one day I could be like you, with power, support, and strength, wouldn't I be willing to defeat you with my own strength?"
Under the moon, the lanterns glowed like fireflies, covering the top of the mountain moon and pouring down like a thin veil of milk. The girl's slender and beautiful neck was nakedly revealed in this light, and the blue blood vessels under her skin were beating, pulsating, and moving.
She didn't want to rely on him, she just wanted to be him——
This thought suddenly popped into my mind.
Xue Xiao's throat trembled inexplicably, and he suddenly felt dry mouth and tongue.
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