Chapter 67: Xu Dashao is a scoundrel (1)
"Let's go!" Senior Brother Nine drank angrily, "The status of this son is so noble, but why is it always me who does the work?" ”
I'm very puzzled, Danyang is a good girl, three watches in the middle of the night, what to do on the grave of Old Man Xu?
Don't...... Could it be that she is the thief who stole the bitter leaves?
After returning to Xu's house, Xu Dashao ordered someone to invite Mrs. Xu to come.
Senior Brother Jiu brushed the hem of his clothes, sat down leisurely, and said, "Your Xu family is really bold, we have waited for this for a long time, and if we don't hand over the fine xin, we will not blame this son for being ruthless!" ”
Old Madam Xu hurriedly got up and laughed: "The prince is angry, the old man can take the head of the twenty-eight members of the Xu family as a guarantee, and the bitter leaves are really not in the Xu family." ”
The corners of Senior Brother Jiu's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "That being the case, this is the third watch in the middle of the night, Xu Danyang, a lady from a famous and wealthy family, what is he wandering around in the barren mountains and mountains?" ”
On the wall, there is a painting of ink and blue, depicting the fragrance of osmanthus.
Danyang looked at the fine osmanthus flowers floating in the wind on the picture, and did not speak.
"Danyang definitely has nothing to do with the theft of bitter leaves!" Old Madam Xu quietly glanced at Danyang and cut the railroad to the fore.
When the night breeze blows, the painting frame moves slightly, and the osmanthus seems to fall from the silk.
"It's late at night, you might as well go back to your room to rest first, and tomorrow morning, my Xu family will give an explanation." After a while, Xu Dashao arched his hand to us.
I also thought that I should not be too careful, it is better to save some face for the Xu family, so I nodded.
"Xu Qingyang, your family is good at acting, this son is here to watch, see what tricks you can play!"
The fifth senior brother grabbed the ninth senior brother: "I'll retire first, and wait for the news of Young Master Xu tomorrow." ”
Early the next morning, Mrs. Xu sent someone to report that she had been in poor health recently, and she was afraid that she would be too sick and would be moved to a suburban hospital to recuperate.
Alas, too, the thief who stole the treasures of the family and blackmailed them is very likely to be his own daughter, which is indeed a bit bad.
I asked, "Where's your young lady?" ”
The person who came hesitated for a while and said, "Miss...... Miss is missing......"
What the? What about bitter leaves?
I hurried to the courtyard of Danyang, and sure enough, the house was empty.
Then, I hurriedly called the three senior brothers to meet Xu Dashao and find out the whereabouts of Kuye Xixin, but when I arrived at the gate of Xu Dashao's courtyard, I realized that Mrs. Xu was not the only one who was sick in Xu's house.
The little guy back-
Last night was even more exposed, Xu Dashao unfortunately contracted the wind chill and was recuperating in the hospital, and it was inconvenient to see guests now.
Senior Brother Jiu was very angry: "I was asked to help last night, but now I have bitter leaves, but I have avoided it, little white face, you wait!" ”
As he spoke, he was short, as if he was about to jump up the wall and climb into the courtyard, but I was quick to see and pull the corner of his clothes.
The fifth senior brother said, we are guests of the Xu Mansion after all, if Xu Dashao is really infected with the wind and cold, wouldn't it be too rude for us to rush in? It's better to be a guest now, and come back tomorrow, if Xu Dashao still avoids it, it's not too late to break in.
Senior Brother Nine snorted angrily: "It is clear that the Xu family is a prisoner and a thief, Xu Qingyang wants to be the eighth king of the turtle, hide the bitter leaves and fine bitterness, you don't understand the scoundrel psychology too much!" ”
I deeply feel that the Ninth Senior Brother is right, if you want to say that the one who knows the scoundrel the most must also be a scoundrel, and it just so happens that my Ninth Senior Brother is the most thorough scoundrel.
When I went again, as expected by Senior Brother Jiu, we still ate the closed door.