"If you knew how important reputation was to the family, why did you let things get to such a point?" Zhuang Wangshu, who shook his head and regretted it, persuaded in the end: "The barbarians are not of my race, and their hearts will be punished." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info can't stay, even the few Han people who are mixed in with them must be swept away. Other than that......"

Stretched out his hand and patted Zhuang Cheng's shoulder, Zhuang Wangshu's face was gloomy: "There is no room for mistake in the matter of reputation. How young are you, you didn't expect another one—in addition to getting rid of those Yi tribes, you should also let the ward go to a certain place to loot them immediately. First, it can reduce the chance of the robbery of Panshan Nunnery; Second, I just took advantage of this to sing a good show of our army catching bandits. ”

Let the Yi people cause trouble elsewhere?

Zhuang Cheng disagrees! But as soon as he said, "How innocent the people are......", he was interrupted by Zhuang Wangshu.

"The people are innocent, the family is not innocent, the royal family of the previous dynasty is not innocent, and the abolished prince is not innocent?" Zhuang Wangshu, who withdrew his hand, said meaningfully: "In the eyes of the emperor, no matter how noble a person is, he is just a mustard. The reason why our family has stayed in Qingzhen for more than ten years, I don't say that you know it. That is, if you know the reason, you should know that if you want to be a mustard that will not be broken in the hands of the saint, you must squeeze out other things that hinder your growth. The scheming is extremely risky, and you must not be soft-hearted, let alone the kindness of a woman—if you take this to heart, you will be worthy of the few western seats that the old lady invited you. ”

"My son got it. The son went to choose a village and let the Yi people fall into the net. After making a helpless statement, Zhuang Cheng secretly looked at Zhuang Wangshu's expression. Seeing his father's slightly satisfied "um", he dared to mention the old thing again: "What if Shuo'er comes back?" ”

"She's dead!" Throwing the teacup in his hand onto the table, Zhuang Wangshu's anger that had finally gone down came up again. Grabbing the edge of the table, he frowned, and said in a solemn and slow tone: "In order to protect your mother, the news of Zhuang Shuo's death has spread through the incident of the bandits in Panshan Nunnery. Tomorrow morning, the entire Yuanqing Town will spread. She is still alive as Miss Zhuang Jiachang, and it will be a big trouble in the future. It doesn't matter if she is dead, if she doesn't die, it will be impossible to turn up the storm without losing the identity of Miss Banker. ”

My Shuo'er won't die!

After repeating this sentence again in his heart, Zhuang Cheng was finally able to maintain his apparent calmness. With such a look, he said goodbye to Zhuang Wangshu Xing, and said lightly: "Yicun is the closest to Guanwai." I'm afraid that the eldest brother will not be able to leave the house like that, and the father and mother should be sad and unbearable, and they can't go out. The matter of recognizing the corpse should be left to the son? ”

Zhuang Wangshu nodded helplessly, stroked his forehead and lay on the couch. When Zhuang Cheng hadn't completely walked out of the back room, the cautious Zhuang Wangshu sat up: "I'll go with you." ”

Before lifting the white cloth, Zhuang Cheng tried his best to suppress the desire to laugh - the moment he held the woman's hand, he knew that the female corpse in Zhuang Shuo's clothes was not Allah, how could he not want to laugh? But Zhuang Wangshu was standing next to him, all his attention was on Zhuang Cheng, he couldn't laugh, and he had to make a grief-stricken posture.

The reason why he did this was not because Zhuang Cheng was carried away by joy, but because of Zhuang Wangshu's plan. Zhuang Cheng knew that no matter whether his father was willing to harm Zhuang Shuo or not, what his wife had already done made him unable to turn back. In Dawu, where husband and wife are one, the father is unwilling, and he can only minimize the loss when his wife has already taken action.

What can be done to minimize losses? Zhuang Wangshu did not hide his parents and children. Although he didn't know what his father meant when he said, "This time is different from the past, and there is not much risk in moving Shuo'er", Zhuang Cheng did not forget his father's next arrangement - he wanted Miss Zhuang Jiachang to disappear into the world; He wants to use the fact of "destroying bandits and making chaos" to make the power that wants to find Zhuang Shuo lose his direction. Only in this way can the "bandits and bandits" confuse everyone's eyes, make the world believe that the dealer is the victim, and Guo Yingying's identity as the mastermind behind the scenes can also be concealed.

Zhuang Wangshu's decision, Zhuang Cheng had no way to object. This is defending his mother Guo Yingying. As if all the corpses were not Zhuang Shuo, Zhuang Cheng was willing to comply. But his mother was unharmed, but he had no choice but to plan for Zhuang Shuo. Before holding the hand of the female corpse and squeezing out two tears, he asked himself: What will Shuo'er face when he comes back?

The answer in Zhuang Cheng's heart was simple. He barely needed to think about it to know that as soon as the news of the death of the banker's concubine spread, Shuo'er would not be recognized by the banker when he returned.

With his father's prudence, would he have killed Shuo'er after denying her?

Father has already let Shuo'er die in the name, and most of them can't afford to leave Zhuang Shuo alive! Sister, you must not come back and be in danger!

Zhuang Cheng, who had already planned, hurriedly squeezed out two tears, whimpered and lifted the white cloth covering the female corpse's face. With only himself and his father in the room, he deliberately buried his head next to the neck of the unknown female corpse, raising his voice and shaking his shoulders violently.

"If you don't have thoughts that Shuo'er shouldn't have, she can still be my half daughter." After sighing, Zhuang Wangshu patted Zhuang Cheng on the shoulder, and said in a tone that he didn't know whether he was happy or frustrated: "It's not necessarily a good thing to live too long." It's also a good thing for her that she went, and she wouldn't get involved in the bloody storm again. Be sad for a few days, and don't worry about the whole family and your mother's dementia. ”

How many days will you be sad? Zhuang Cheng didn't have time.

He looked forward to Zhuang Shuo's return, but he was also afraid that Zhuang Shuo would come back. Zhuang Cheng knew that he could not keep Zhuang Shuo in Zhuang Wangshu's mansion for the head of the family.

The figure he wanted to see the most appeared in front of the gate of the General's Mansion, and it was also the moment when he witnessed her demise, and this feeling Zhuang Cheng couldn't bear it. Seeing the servants hanging the white lanterns in the corner, he went to find Zhuang Yu, who was beaten by himself and half of his face was purple and swollen.

Because of his father who told his brother about his sister's love, Zhuang Yu felt guilty about Zhuang Cheng. Not only did he immediately drink all the maids around him, but he also agreed to all his younger brother's requests. When the person who couldn't be called by the little guy was forcibly brought to him by his eldest brother, Zhuang Cheng's heart that had been hanging finally calmed down.

Looking at the man who was tied up and could tell at a glance that it was the man who was the son of the Lian family, Zhuang Cheng turned his head to Zhuang Yu and said, "Brother, go to sleep early." The green lotus in your room is still waiting to give you a hot egg. ”

"It's just a girl, why care about her?" Staring at the man who had taken a lot of effort to catch, Zhuang Yu clasped his hands to his chest and said, "They are too dangerous, I have to stay by your side all the time." ”

"The eldest brother got up early in the morning to accompany his parents. My sister is gone, my parents are heartbroken, and I need my eldest son to be by my side to comfort me. "Zhuang Wangshu persuaded Zhuang Yu with his confession, and Zhuang Cheng, who had placed a bet on the teacup, stretched out his face to the two practitioners who were tied up." What is the purpose of the two of them who have been in the backyard to visit my sister for several years? ”

Sure enough, on the faces of the two, he found the look he had seen a long time ago. At that time, my grandfather, who lived in the ancestral house in Longxi, came thousands of miles to visit his three sons and grandchildren, and my grandfather was accompanied by four Lian Jiazi who never spoke and had an indifferent face. The two people in front of him who didn't want to confide in a word were the same as the four practitioners in my grandfather's body.

"Don't speak? Well, I didn't expect to know anything from you. After repeatedly asking the person in front of him if he had enough opportunities to hurt Zhuang Shuo, Zhuang Cheng smiled and said: "The person you are looking for is lost, is it not complete for the knights?" ”