Ink Burns

Chapter 147 There is no way
Shan Yue entered the Nan Mansion. The doorman Ji Feng was arranging five or six horses to enter the stable through the side door. Seeing the mistress coming home, Ji Feng led the horses while lowering his voice: "The people from the old house have arrived as expected."

After a pause, he continued, "The Zhu family also followed closely, and are now discussing important matters in the Beifu Ancestral Hall!"

To travel from Zhenjiang Prefecture to the capital, without an official order to clear the way, ordinary people could only take the Grand Canal. Civilian ships gave way to salt ships, official ships, and merchant ships. After landing at the capital's dock, they had to take the official road. Even if everything went smoothly, it would take more than a month.

The Xue family and the Zhu family arrived too quickly.

There must be "Qingfeng" behind this.

It seems that the Xue family has reached some kind of tacit understanding with the Zhu family to force Xue Xiao to submit.

"Are you also in Beifu?" Shanyue asked.

Ji Feng nodded vigorously: "Yes! I am debating with the scholars!"

Shanyue:?
Arrived as expected, followed closely, discussed major issues together, and debated with scholars.
"You are really knowledgeable." Shan Yue exclaimed.

I use idioms when I speak.

Ji Feng held his head high and said, "But I am a humble scholar, and I don't deserve your praise."

All. All what?
Okay, stop talking.

Besides, she won’t understand.

Shan Yue took a step and was about to go to Beifu: "Then I'll go too."

Ji Feng hurriedly stopped Shan Yue and said, "Don't be so anxious. You haven't eaten yet, have you? The master said that we can start our grand plan after you have eaten and drunk enough!"

Shan Yue glanced at him.

There was an unfinished book on the doorman's desk, with four big characters written on the cover - "The Doorman's Way".

Shanyue:.
What kind of weird people are around Xue Xiao?

Shanyue entered the main courtyard. When Su Mama and Wang Erniang saw Shanyue, they immediately went into the small kitchen and soon brought a large bowl of mutton noodle soup. On it was a thick layer of mutton slices alternating with fat and thin slices. On the mutton was a layer of emerald green chopped green onions and coriander. The noodles were freshly rolled and chewy.

Shanyue ate very quickly. Although she couldn’t taste the flavor, she could taste the effort put into the food.

Miss Wang whispered in Shanyue's ear obscenely: "Master Xue specially brought back the marinated lamb leg from Tianxianglou. He said you must not have eaten lunch. You like this lamb--"

Shan Yue was stunned when she heard this: She didn't like to eat. To be precise, she didn't have a favorite food, she just had the habit of eating everything.

"He also taught us to add astragalus, Chuanxiong and Rehmannia to stew again, saying that girls should eat more meat, eggs and milk, so that they can have strength. They must not be like rabbits, chewing vegetable leaves every day."

Miss Wang Er bumped Shan Yue's shoulder, her mouth almost cracked to her ears: "Master Xue is really good, I like him."

Second Miss certification, must be a top quality product? That is truly an authoritative assessment.

Shanyue was chewing the meat. The strands of mutton stuck to his mouth. It had no taste, but was hot.

Shanyue raised his eyes, said "Oh" softly, frowned, and saw a folded letter lying on the table.

Shan Yue held the chopsticks in one hand and gently pressed it open with his index finger of the other hand.

He wrote a few short words on the memorial: "I intend to observe a period of mourning."

The character is completely different from his personality. The characters are restrained, the strokes are strong but gentle, and he practices the Slender Gold style, which is thin but not without flesh. He is not like his spirit, but like his person.

Shan Yue's hand holding the chopsticks rested on the table, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xue Xiao guessed the purpose of the trip to Songshan Temple and was ready to cooperate.

Shan Yue exhaled slowly, placed his chopsticks diagonally on the edge of the bowl, and fixed his eyes firmly on these four words.

After a while, Shan Yuefang lowered his head and ate noodles faster. He quickly changed into a linen mourning dress, went to the small kitchen, squatted in front of the stove, stared at the burning firewood, and smoked his eyes. His eyes were tearful and slightly red. Then he got up and walked through the lakeside corridor to the North Mansion.

Just as Shan Yue passed the side door, he was stopped by a figure that suddenly jumped out.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law—"

Xue Chen was dressed in linen mourning clothes, with hunched shoulders and a hunched back. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his eye circles were red and swollen. His usually pleasing white and round face now had a layer of tired stubble on his cheeks. His voice sounded as if he was crying: "Sister-in-law, I know you are also a 'Qingfeng'!"

Shan Yue stopped and tilted his head to look at him calmly.

"My godmother told me." Xue Chen hunched his head, his eyes rolled up, showing a lot of white in his eyes: "My mother is also begging you, please look at the similar background and the similar situation where we are helpless, save my mother, save my mother!"

Shan Yue's voice became more restrained: "Isn't Madam already dead? How can I save her?"

"My mother is going to stink!" Xue Chen sobbed and cried, "My mother is lying in the coffin and is going to stink! After He Wu's mother died, no one changed the ice for my mother. Today it's warm again and my mother's body is rotten! Please persuade my brother to bury my mother! Please! Even if she is buried in the Xue Family Ancestral Hall, with the Saint's favor for my brother, my brother will be able to regain his love and rise again in less than a year. It won't matter to him, it won't matter to him!"

Shan Yue pursed her lips and frowned slightly: "Today, the elders of the Zhu family and the Xue family came here to discuss this matter, right? There is no result yet, brother Chen, don't panic for now, it's better to wait patiently-"

Xue Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed Shan Yue's sleeve, shaking his head while crying: "No! They can't do it! My brother almost smashed the ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall. Please help! Please!"

Shan Yue's eyebrows were knitted into a deep "川" shape: "In this case, I still have a way."

Xue Chen held his breath in ecstasy: "Sister-in-law, you say it!"

"Some time ago, the Grand Protector suddenly fell ill. According to the Great Wei Law, he was pardoned and allowed to return home for treatment. Now the Grand Protector is in the backyard of the Northern Palace." Shan Yue looked worried, as if he wanted to share his worries from the bottom of his heart: "Your father inherited this disease from his father. You and I both know that there is no possibility of recovery. He will gradually worsen and pass away in two or three years."

Xue Chen didn't understand what he meant, but still nodded as if he understood.

"How about this, I, Chen, sneak into the main courtyard of the Northern Palace, pour out the medicine your father takes every day, and then find an opportunity to add some poisonous substances. With your father's current physique, he will die in a few days. The contradiction now is that once Madam Zhu is buried in the Xue family's ancestral tomb, Xue Xiao, as a son, will definitely be in mourning." Shan Yue's brows slowly relaxed, with a faint smile on the corners of his lips: "Once Chen's plan is completed, once the Grand Protector dies, Xue Xiao will have no excuses and can only mourn. Once he is in mourning, wouldn't it be natural for Madam Zhu to be buried in peace?"

Xue Chen looked at Shan Yue in disbelief.

It’s like seeing a kind-hearted King of Hell.

Xue Chen took two steps back and roared in a low voice: "This is patricide!"

Shan Yue nodded without commenting: "It is also to avenge the murder of my mother. Brother Chen keeps saying that he loves and misses his mother, but he has no appetite and is in pain all the time. Now there is a way to kill two birds with one stone, I think Brother Chen will definitely accept it."

“No, no, no——” Xue Chen was horrified: “I, I, I have no choice. I, I dare not. I.”

Shan Yue looked at him calmly, not surprised at all by his actions.

He had no choice - that night, he had no choice to disobey the Venerable Geng and save those innocent people. Today, he also had no choice but to fight for his beloved mother.

How can there be “no solution”?

There's only a selfish coward here.