Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Xu Lingyue: I will repay my elder brother in this life



Aunt was dissing her nephew crazily. When she heard the housekeeper's shout, she raised her voice and responded: "She's back, so why should I go to greet her?"

The housekeeper stamped his feet anxiously: "Madam, there is blood on Sister Lingyin's body, Miss Lingyue seems to have just cried, and the master and Erlang look ugly. Also, Dalang didn't come back, something must have happened."

There was a "ping-pong" sound in the room, as if something was knocked over, followed by the concerned voices of the maids and old women: "Madam..."

"Go away!" Aunt picked up her skirt and rushed out, running to the front hall with an anxious look on her face.

Aunt ran back to the front hall in a hurry, her eyes filled with tears, and saw her husband holding the little girl with a serious face. The latter was unconscious, and she almost cried.

"It's okay, she just fell asleep." Xu Pingzhi said this in advance to calm her down, and handed the youngest daughter to his wife:

"Send her back to her room to sleep."

The aunt hugged her daughter tightly, and looked at her elder daughter a few times. She was relieved to make sure she was okay, but she didn't leave. She cried, "What happened? I went out for a while, and this happened."

Xu Lingyue burst into tears again.

Xu Pingzhi let out a breath and told his wife everything that happened this morning.

When the aunt heard that Xu Lingyue was molested by the young man, her eyebrows were raised and she was furious. When she heard that Xu Lingyin was almost trampled by the horse's hooves, her face turned pale and she hugged her youngest daughter tightly, fearing that she would die.

When she learned that it was Xu Qian'an who saved the two daughters and was injured, she was stunned.

When she heard that her nephew was taken to the Ministry of Justice, she grabbed her husband's hand tightly, her face pale: "Ning Yan...he, he..."

"It's okay, he's out. This matter is temporarily resolved." Xu Pingzhi patted his wife's hand and comforted her.

"Look, if it weren't for Ning Yan, Lingyue and Lingyin would be in danger. His temper is a bit stubborn, but he treats his family well. If it were an ordinary person, would he fight so hard for our daughter?"

"You always dislike him, think he spent a lot of money on martial arts training, think it's okay to raise him, and think that it's okay to say a few words to him. You think his words are unpleasant to the ear and he always goes against you."

"But have you ever thought about him? Is it really that easy to live under someone else's roof for twenty years? Is he not sensitive in his heart?"

"Women are shallow-eyed. They like pleasant words but don't look at what others do. When Lingyue was bullied, he could rush up and fight with others. Fortunately, there was no danger this time. If Ning Yan really couldn't come back, would you really not feel sorry?"

Xu Lingyue listened, tears flowed down again, sobbing. She felt that she had to repay her eldest brother well in this life.

"I..." Aunt sniffed and lowered her head to urge tears.

Xu Xinnian looked at his mother, who had always been strong, and now her eyes were full of fear and regret, and his heart moved.

Although he always called that guy "money-eating beast" and "unlucky guy", in fact, his mother still cared about his eldest brother.

After all, she had raised him for nearly 20 years, and she had developed feelings for him.

Xu Pingzhi glanced at his son and snorted again: "If it was your son who was with him, he might have been kidnapped and bullied this time."

Xu Erlang: "???"

....

After handing the youngest daughter to the maid who took care of her in the mansion and comforting the eldest daughter, the aunt returned to the house with a heavy heart.

She glanced at the maids who were making winter clothes, and suddenly said: "Lü'e, reduce the winter clothes of the master and Erlang by one each, and measure his size when Dalang comes back."

Lü'e looked up in surprise, unbelievable: "Has the lady changed her mind?"

Aunt snorted: "Am I the kind of mean aunt in your eyes?"

You are... The maids and women in the room thought so at the same time.

...

Xu Qian'an left the Star Observatory, rented a carriage on the street, and took an hour to return to the Xu Mansion.

When he heated the water to take a bath, he found that the wound on his waist was almost healed.

He applied some golden wound medicine, returned to the room, ground ink, wrote a few hundred words of chemical knowledge, and started writing a diary as usual.

"November 16th is a day worth remembering, because I finally decided to give up the plain and boring life of the rich. I need power and force. I have two ideas about this:

First, change the path of cultivation and follow Confucianism. As long as I can make the two great Confucian scholars feel comfortable, I believe they will support me. It is much better than struggling on the road of martial arts by myself.

Alas, others who travel through time use poetry to show off, but I use poetry to make deals. Maybe this is what makes the European emperor different.

Second, try hard and hook up with the girl Caiwei from the Sitianjian to have sex. With the support of the chief, I can live a comfortable life even if I don't work hard.

Third, sell one of the magic tools obtained from the Sitianjian in exchange for the opportunity to open the gate of heaven.

The disadvantage of the first idea is that it will remind me of the fear of being dominated by the life of the third year of high school, and I may not be a good student. I will be twenty years old soon, and it is a bit late to change the path of cultivation.

The second idea has the disadvantage that I may have to say goodbye to the life of having three wives and four concubines, and the comfortable life of listening to music in the brothels, which is a bit of a sacrifice.

The third idea has the disadvantage that I still cannot beat the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the Qi training realm. Moreover, without a backer, it is difficult to continue to advance bravely on the road of martial arts. The fact that my second uncle has been stuck at the peak of Qi training for nearly ten years is the best example.

For now, I will hold on to the thighs of the Imperial Observatory and the Yunlu Academy, and then plan the follow-up. I have a hunch that the turmoil of the tax silver case will not end

here."

Xu Mansion, front hall.

At dusk, Xu Qian'an climbed over the wall to his second uncle's house next door to eat. In the courtyard of the front hall, he saw Xu Lingyin doing a shaky horse stance, punching left and right with her little fists, and dubbing herself.

She was wearing a lotus-colored little dress, wrapped like a zongzi, and had a spiral bun on

her head that was exclusive to young children.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Qian'an kicked her little butt lightly.

The little one fell down with a thud.

"I'm practicing martial arts." Xu Lingyin got up, put her hands on her waist, and stuck out her round belly. She was very dissatisfied with her elder brother's sneak attack, and her little eyebrows were raised: "Brother, are you provoking me?"

Maybe what she experienced in the morning left a shadow in her young mind. The five-year-

old child felt that she should learn martial arts.

"Yes," Xu Qiyan said.

"Daddy said that people fight for their dignity, and so do martial artists. This is called...

respect... respect..."

"Dignity?"

"Yeah!" Xu Lingyin nodded vigorously first, then glared at her elder brother: "I want to fight you."

She ran over with her two short legs, waving her fists.

Xu Qiyan pressed one hand on her forehead. The little bean was very anxious, and she

screamed and punched randomly.

But she couldn't hit her elder brother.

Her anxious little face twisted into a ball.

Xu Qi'an was annoyed by her and said, "I'll give you a chicken leg, and you lose."

"Okay." Xu Lingyin really stopped fighting and looked happy.

"Where's your dignity?"

"Brother, what is dignity?"

"...a future."

He led the little kid into the hall, and soon the banquet started. The dinner was very rich, like a

festival.

The maids and the old women intentionally or unintentionally placed the best dishes in front of Xu Qi'an. He couldn't help but look at his aunt. His aunt wore a dress embroidered with dark patterns, with a delicate face, a pair of watery eyes and thick eyelashes, and a woman's unique charm, like a plump crabapple flower.

As always, she was arrogant, as if what Xu Qi'an did today was just a trivial matter.

But if she didn't instruct, the old women wouldn't dare to treat Xu Dalang so well. Xu Lingyue ate with chopsticks, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Brother, mother

is making winter clothes for the family. I will measure your body later. I, I want to make it for

you myself."

Brother... Oh my god... Xu Qian'an felt half of his bones were soft. His sister changed into a

rather gorgeous dress. The dress was embroidered with blazing lotus flowers, and the light yellow silk scarf had complicated cloud patterns. She was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Such a gorgeous dress, set off by a delicate and pretty face, instead revealed a sense of incomprehension of the world.

"Okay, okay..." Xu Lingyue was thin-skinned. Seeing that he didn't speak, she blushed and lowered her head.

If it was the scumbag Baoyu, how should he answer at this time... Xu Qian'an hated that he didn't watch much Dream of the Red Chamber in his previous life, and nodded: "Thank you." Xu Lingyue smiled brightly, and she and the aunt beside her complemented each other.

Xu Qi'an retracted his gaze and said, "Second Uncle, Erlang, go to the study after dinner. I

have something to tell you."

...

Study!

After Lu'e served three cups of hot tea, she took her leave.

Xu Qi'an picked up the teacup to moisten his throat, and once again lamented that food

without MSG always felt like something was missing.

"What do you think about what happened this afternoon?" Xu Qi'an went straight to the point

and asked for the opinions of his second uncle and cousin.

Isn't it over?... Second Uncle Xu looked a little confused.

Xu Xinnian frowned: "Do you think that Mr. Zhou might take revenge?"

The son of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue would definitely not let it go after falling

in the hands of a small clerk.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Uncle Xu waved his hand: "No, no, if it was normal, it would be fine, but today there are great

scholars from Yunlu Academy and white-clothed people from the Imperial Observatory, I

don't think that Zhou dare to stir up trouble."

It's right to think so, it's reasonable.

It's not uncommon for the yamen to bully the people, but when it comes to officialdom or big

forces, they will become quite cautious.

Half of it is from childhood, even the most reckless yamen knows that the capital is deep. The

other half comes from the warnings of their parents.

Xu Xinnian shook his head: "Dad, since my brother said so, there must be a reason."

He looked at Xu Qiyan.

Xu Qiyan said in a deep voice: "I just got a message from the Imperial Observatory today that

the mastermind behind the tax silver case is Minister Zhou."