Yes, I think!
I......
Think......
It was like a magic sound piercing her ears, until the carriage had left the Yan clan village, Mrs.
Li still sat stiffly, and she didn't hear Wang Yan's call to her several times.Both husband and wife were shocked by the little girl's courage and courage, and she said her thoughts so firmly, the husband and wife's dream of strengthening the Li clan depended on a little girl who only had five years to live.In the dark night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Haitang stood in front of the gate of Yan's Nanfu and looked at the direction of Mrs.
Li's carriage leaving, from a clear shadow to a gray spot in the night, and then to no shadow and no sound of horses' hooves."
Won't the carriage come in when it's gone far?"
The Sanqing Daoist opened the corner door and looked at the little girl with a smile.Ouch, he made a bet and lost again.Li Haitang was not polite, and said when he entered the door: "Hurry up and prepare some food, I am in a hurry to deliver a letter to you, and I haven't even drunk tea." ”"Ready, ready, ready.Come with me, it's cold outside. ”The three Qingdao people led the begonia to a wing room in the backyard.There is a warm earth dragon in the wing room, and there is a hot soil kang.On the square table in the hall were plates of smoky dishes, and a bowl of thick pigeon soup was placed in the center.Li Haitang entered the door and took off the dark black fox fur cloak, saw that the dinner on the table had not moved, and was about to make fun of the unknown prophet of the Sanqing Daoist, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two people sitting on the Arhat couch opposite the hot soil kang."
Huh?
Master, Little Brother Ye, why are you here?
”Ye Wutong said with a smile: "I went to Yanxia Town to play for a few days and came back, and I heard that the Sanqing Daoist was the second apprentice of the Poison Saint, so I came to visit with Zhuge Gongzi.How did you end up here?
As far as I know, there is a rule in the Pavilion that does not allow the ancestors to go out, and they are not allowed to stay overnight. ”"Hehe, do I have a night where I don't go home?"
Li Haitang obediently sat beside Zhuge Yi, shouted "Master", and sneaked the fierce mother-in-law into the Pavilion to give a birthday gift, and asked her to transfer a letter to the Sanqing Taoist to tell Zhuge Yi in detail.Sanqing Taoist pondered with his eyes and wondered: "I have heard the name of the fierce mother-in-law for a long time but have never met her, why did she suddenly repair a book with me?"
It's a surprise. ”Zhuge Yi smiled faintly, "You can see it when you read the letter." ”The Sanqing Daoist was still uneasy, and stretched out his hand to Haitang, "Letter, bring it." ”Li Haitang took out the letter from his arms and put forward conditions in his arms: "The letter can be given to you, but you have to tell me what is written in the letter." ”"It is shameless to spy on the faith of others."
The Sanqing Daoists did not dare to snatch, so they had to be good at seduction and persuasion.Li Haitang was coquettish: "Where did I snoop, it's obviously ......
Inquire. ”Yes, ask.That's a good reason, she nodded in self-affirmation.The Sanqing Daoist smiled dumbly, and reluctantly said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you." ”"A word is a certainty."
Li Haitang handed over the letter, staring at the Sanqing Daoist who pried open the fire paint seal at the mouth of the envelope with a knife, and extracted a piece of tissue paper from the inside of the envelope."
Open it and see what's in the letter.""
Begonia, don't be impatient."
Zhuge Yi pinched his warm little hands and calmly drank the fragrant tea he brought.Every time I come to drink the tea of the Sanqing Daoist, I am not happy when I go back.He knew that the Sanqing Daoist had not poisoned him, but had just added something to the tea that made his body cold.And where can his deeply poisoned body withstand the invasion of cold things, and the Sanqing Daoist will make it clear that he will not be better.Ye Wutong has been walking the rivers and lakes for several years, and he has also heard the name of the fierce mother-in-law.knows that she used to be a famous female assassin in the rivers and lakes, and she is also the first female gambler in Yanxia Town.After losing the gamble, she lost all her wealth to Zhuge Yi, washed her hands and hid the rivers and lakes, and since then she has disappeared and there is no more of her prestige.He once followed the ghost hand to find the traces of the fierce mother-in-law, but unfortunately failed.Unexpectedly, the second apprentice who came to visit the Poison Saint tonight unexpectedly heard the great news that the fierce mother-in-law was still alive in the world, which was really exciting.Different from the content of Li Haitang's expectant letter, Ye Wutong wanted to know if the fierce mother-in-law was familiar with the Sanqing Daoist, and could he introduce him to meet the fierce mother-in-law.Li Haitang was a little restless, and several times he wanted to ask, but Zhuge Yi grabbed his hand to stop him.She pursed her mouth aggrievedly and complained silently: Master will only bully me.Zhuge Yiguaner, if she really wants to know the content of the letter, he can write 10,000 sheets to show her when she returns to Wuxin Courtyard.The Sanqing Daoist who read the letter could no longer calm down, and his hands holding the letter paper trembled uncontrollably.The silence filled the room with the sound of his heavy breathing, and the coldness that preceded his rage exuded around him."
Bastard!
Darn!
What a bastard!
”The three Qingdao people roared angrily and crumpled the letter into a ball and smashed it into the burning charcoal brazier.He gasped for air, his eyes wide open."
Hua Laodao, what is written in the letter that can make you angry like this?"
Li Haitang was curious, and watched as the paper ball in the charcoal brazier burned to ashes.Sanqingdaoren's eyes were red, and he strode in front of her, "Do you know whose child Mo Yanxiu's belly is?"
”"Who else can it be, your son Yan Li's."
Li Haitang rolled his eyes in disgust and glared at the Sanqing Daoist, pouted his lips and said with disgust: "How old is Mo Yanxiu, how old is Yan Licai, two people actually did such a foolish thing in broad daylight.At the beginning, Master and I saw Mo Yanxiu and Yan Li together in the firewood room behind the old courtyard of Li's Nanfu. ”"Really?"
The three Qingdao people sought truth from Zhuge Yi.Zhuge Yi put down the teacup calmly and said, "I did see Mo Yanxiu and Yan Li in the old courtyard of Li's Nanfu at the beginning, but it was just Mo Yanxiu......
Hehe, if there is a mother, there must be a daughter, and Aunt Zhou, who gave birth to her, is not a good housewife. ”In one sentence, the hearts of the Sanqing Daoists instantly sank into the abyss.He has an unspeakable hope for the child in Mo Yanxiu's womb, this is the child who continues the bloodline of the Yan clan, and it is his own grandson.The patriarch of Yan, who likes masculinity, will never be able to have sons and grandsons of his own bloodline, and whether his son or grandson inherits the position of patriarch of the Yan clan, he is the victor.But now, a man of great prowess wrote to him that his hopes were dashed, and how could he bear it?
And his life is about to end, he can't see his son ascend to the position of the patriarch of the Yan clan, he can't see the brother and sister-in-law who killed his wife and took his son get retribution, how can he close his eyes?
The Sanqing Daoist sat down in his chair in frustration, his hands clenched into fists.Trembling, angry, desperate......
Destruction, total destruction, he fell into the abyss of endless darkness.Zhuge Yi squinted at the depressed Sanqing Daoist, his voice was warm and beautiful, and he reminded: "You only need a child who can help your son ascend to the position of patriarch, why should you be obsessed with whose blood is in his body?"
Even if Mo Yanxiu gave birth to a child of the Yan clan's bloodline, she was just a concubine.The grandson who can really inherit the Yan clan must come from his wife. ”The Sanqing Daoist slowly raised his head and looked at the handsome and peerless young man blankly, and said in a dumb voice: "Do you want to fake the show and let the wild baby born by Mo Yanxiu be the concubine of the Yan clan?"
”"As long as you help Yan Li ascend to the position of patriarch, why not?"
Zhuge Yi smiled coldly, pulled up the little girl, and when he walked past the Sanqing Daoist, he advised: "Those who have become great things since ancient times are not informal.What is the difference between an adopted son and a concubine?
”Different?
Same?
The Sanqing Daoist watched blankly as Zhuge Yi led Li Haitang away, followed by Ye Wutong.() Glory to the end