Qian Yuan didn't want to choose.

But those three are all important ministers in the court, and it is difficult to say what will happen if they resist with all their might, Nie Bao may not do anything, but Yan Song and Xu Jie are not easy to say.

Qian Yuan has no intention of putting himself in the casino, so he must choose if he doesn't want to choose.

Yan Dang is now covering the sky in the middle of the court, Yan Song on the top, Yan Shifan on the bottom, the ministers are afraid, few people dare to provoke, although there are bold people like Yang Jisheng and Shen Lian, but their fate is also there.

Qian Yuan didn't have the naïve idea of hitting the stone with an egg, but he also didn't have the idea of going along with it, after all, he knew very well that Yan Song's reign would not be too long, and what should Xu Jie's list do when the time came?

Even from a rational analysis, Yan Song is seventy-four years old this year, which is an absolute high life expectancy in this era, how many years can it last?

But Qian Yuan didn't have the idea of throwing himself into Xu Jie's arms, let's not talk about the gap between his uncle Qian Zheng and Xu Jie, just from the two examples of Yang Jisheng and Shen Lian, Qian Yuan can also give Xu Jie an image of being able to endure and willing to survive.

This is an old turtle, eighty percent of them are planning to boil Yan Songsheng to death!

Invested in Xu Jie's door, in case something happened, to make it clearer, if something happened to Zhao Wenhua in the southeast anti-Japanese war, Qian Yuan would never believe that Xu Jie would stand up for himself.

Thinking a little darker, Xu Jie, the old Wang Ba, just thought through a little thought, you must know that Qian Yuan will not wait until the second half of next year to be out of the filial piety period, and the ghost knows what the situation will be at that time.

Qian Yuan didn't think that a character like Xu Jie still had a face......

Therefore, Nie Bao is Qian Yuan's only choice.

After pacing back and forth in the courtyard for a long time, Qian Yuan thought about it repeatedly, and also desperately recalled the information about Nie Bao in his previous life...... It's a pity that I didn't think of anything.

However, Qian Yuan was sure that although Nie Bao was definitely defeated in the court battle, he was definitely not killed...... Later generations believed that he was Xu Jie's teacher, and if he was killed, there should have been a detailed record in the history books.

There shouldn't be any danger, right?

Uncle Qian Zheng was Nie Bao's disciple, and he received Nie Bao's letter in Chongde County, and was immediately summoned by him to join the army...... These are all ready-made reasons, Qian Yuan made up his mind, it was you.

Since he had made up his mind, he had no hesitation, Qian Yuan immediately recruited Wang Yi, Yang Wen and others to explain a few words, and then went to the backyard.

"What?" Lu Shi was surprised and said, "Brother Yuan, you have only gone home for the second day, and you will go tomorrow...... Shuangjiang public letter to? ”

"Nope." Qian Yuan's face was discouraged, "Pingquan Gong's side has already discussed, uncle, you sort it out as soon as possible, go to Hangzhou as soon as possible, and your nephew can rest assured." ”

Lu Shi is not an ordinary woman, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Qian Yuan hesitated for a moment, but thought that in case the Yi family or the daughter of the Xu family came to the door, he would have to deal with it with his uncle and mother, so he whispered what happened just now.

Tan on the side was happy and then worried, she didn't know anything about foreign affairs, she just listened to her son and younger siblings.

"It's not that simple, and it's not just about my uncle." Qian Yuan's expression was gloomy, "Now the political dispute between the DPRK and China is fierce, strange and changeable, and several forces are involved in the southeast war. ”

"Since you agreed, then simply join the army as soon as possible."

"Someone else from the province came to the door."

"Okay." Lu's voice trembled a little, she didn't expect that her nephew, who was just a showman, was actually involved in the court dispute, and the scene of herself and her husband being degraded out of Beijing flashed in her mind, "If someone comes to the door......

"None of them." Qian Yuan waved his hand, "My nephew left Zhang San, the head of the nursing home, and everyone blocked the door." ”

After walking back and forth a few steps, Qian Yuanqu pointed and calculated, "Our two families and the Lu family, there are not many people of six or seven, but the servants ...... In addition, there are family members in the nursing home, no more than 40 people, sort out and count as soon as possible......"

"Depart within ten days, if you can't find an escort...... At that time, the nephew led the nursing home to Hangzhou, and now the Jiaxing area is safe, if it is late after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is difficult to say. ”

The Lu family was as big as a bucket for a while, and there were dozens of servants in their own family alone, not to mention the Lu family.

"It just so happens that the house is empty." Qian Yuan smiled and comforted his mother, "It's a matter of convenience." ”

"Brother." Xiaomei handed over a list, "Everything is listed, which one, how many silver taels, how many ornaments, furniture, how much silver is worth......

Qian Yuan didn't take it, he just glanced at it and said, "Rewrite, double all the silver taels, and then list each one separately, and let the horse steward send it over, and send it before dusk today." ”

The little sister was stunned, "How could they be willing to ......?"

"It doesn't matter." Qian Yuan smiled coldly, "Who wants to spit out the meat in their mouth?" But they will. ”

Dusk soon came.

The Qian family's house was busy inside and outside, loud calls could be heard everywhere, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard from time to time.

The clansmen cautiously looked around the corner, and there were two rows of guards standing at the door of the Qian family's house, wearing soft armor and a long knife at the waist and hips, with a solemn expression that made people dare not step forward.

However, this is not the only one that is lively in Zhuangyuan Lane.

Zhang San pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the noise next door, and said with a smile: "This is the seventh house." ”

"Thou hast thou hast not had good hands and feet, but thy ears are good." Yang Wen said with a smile: "It's like the big yellow dog of the young master, and it will ...... whenever there is a wind and grass."

"Can't speak human words!" Zhang San raised his eyebrows, "Do you want me to pass on the story of your belly pocket?" ”

"You dare!" Yang Wendeng's face was red, and in the interval between the desperate killing of the widows in Chongde County, Zhang San saw him take out a belly pocket from his arms and put it in front of his nose......

The noise next door became louder and louder, and I heard a woman screaming: "That secret recipe has been handed down by Kenzu, of course it belongs to our long house!" ”

"It's just that I haven't asked him to return the secret recipe yet!"

"It's just to let his family give some money, I really don't know what to do, what do you say, third uncle?"

The trembling old man sitting there was on crutches, his eyes shining, "Brother Yuan, this is not right, they are all clansmen, and they are making trouble...... Is Huating Qian's reputation still alive? ”

The third uncle is the patriarch of the Huating Qian clan, and he is also the highest in seniority today, although he is not the patriarch, but he has the right to judge everything in the clan, as soon as this came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, a virtue with his grandfather!"

"I said at the beginning, simply remove my name from the family tree, the third uncle was too soft-hearted back then."

"No, no, no...... Sanbo did the right thing back then. A middle-aged man said as he winked his eyebrows.

"Oh, yes, yes, the secret ingredient...... Woowoo woo ......"

The middle-aged man covered this guy's mouth and pointed to the next door, "Be quiet, those people are said to have human lives on their hands......"

"What are you afraid of!" A slightly younger clansman smiled disdainfully: "If you dare to use a knife or a gun against your clansmen, everyone in the world can drown him if they spit on Xingzi!" ”

"That's right."

"That's right."

Later generations emphasized the family, and this era emphasized the clan.

The weight of the family is not what later generations can imagine, and the clan is not close, let alone outsiders?

If you don't get along with your clan, you often don't get a high evaluation.

Qian Yuan knew these details in his previous life, but unfortunately he crossed over and only felt the warmth of home, but never felt the ...... No, at the funeral, he saw the indifference, disrespect, and disdain of the clansmen.

Therefore, in Qian Yuan's heart, there is only a family, no clan.