Hundreds of miles away, the capital city of Chang'an.

Zhang San, who Han Rui was thinking about, was struggling to carry a wooden barrel the size of half his body at this time.

The thin clothes on his body not only failed to block the cold wind, but also failed to cover the whip marks on his neck.

The blood from the wound was still hot, and in a few moments, it clotted into ice along with the tears and snot on his face, sticking to his dirty face.

"Big ghost, where are you..."

Putting down the barrel and resting for a while, I was thinking about the big brother who took care of himself.

Suddenly, the long whip in the hand of the woman behind him whipped on his body!

The thin little guy couldn't stand the strength and fell backwards with the barrel in his hand.

Looking at the night incense pouring out of the barrel, Zhang San trembled with fear, and curled his body tightly together, dodging the whipping of the woman behind him.

"! I can't do this little thing well, what's the use of asking you! ”

The woman's scolding pierced into the little guy's already fragile heart like a sharp cone, and the tears that flowed out again covered the ice edges that had been condensed into tears, but the little guy didn't dare to cry at all.

At this time, a man in military uniform walked in outside the door, looking at the chaos in the courtyard with an unhappy face.

The woman reacted, her arrogance suddenly disappeared, and she buried her head and whispered, "Uncle." ”

The man's face was faintly unhappy, he nodded and walked towards the study.

The woman saw that the man's face was not good, and she couldn't care about taking Zhang San for fun.

"Hurry up and clean up here!"

"Rubbish!"

With that, he walked briskly towards the backyard with a weak heart.

After a long time, Zhang San, who didn't hear the movement, dared to get up and painfully tore off the tears that had condensed into ice on his face; Pick up a broom from the side and clean up the manure everywhere.

It took a lot of effort to clean up the courtyard, and Zhang San struggled to lift the refilled wooden barrel, came out of the side door, and sent Yexiang outside the city for processing.

In front of the main gate of the courtyard, on the tall and noble vermilion door, a plaque is hung high.

Qian Fu.

Qian Yi walked to the study, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A sound of vicissitudes came, and Qian Yi pushed open the door and walked in.

Looking up, looking at his father Qian Heng's hair, Qian Yi's heart was mixed.

The hair, which was black and shiny a few months ago, has changed and turned into this gray and withered appearance.

The father's original rich face was gone, and the deep lines that had never appeared were engraved on the forehead and the corners of the eyes; The eyes that were full of essence in the past were deeply sunken, and the eyes were full of sorrow.

Looking at his father like this, Qian Yi was originally full of doubts, but he couldn't say anything.

Qian Heng leaned weakly on the desk, and said with a gloomy face: "What's the matter?" ”

Immediately, he raised his old face and lamented: "But the Wuyan clan is embarrassed by my family again? ”

Qian Yi opened his mouth only to find that he was choked: "My son is still in the army, and no one dares to blatantly rob my family's property." ”

After a long while, Qian Heng reacted: "That's good, that's good..."

As he spoke, Fang Cai's eyes with a hint of anger dimmed again, and he looked at the account books on the table blankly.

Qian Yi couldn't say any more, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, bowed, and exited the study.

Since the Qian family was relocated, Qian Heng's brows have not been stretched for a day.

On the day he arrived in Chang'an, Qian Heng received a letter of worship: Guan Zhongtian's family, Wuyan's family, Cheng Zheng's family, etc., heard the name of the public and invited the public to have a meeting.

Qian Heng went to the banquet with loneliness, and found that during the banquet, the words of the heroes of Chang'an were full of coercion and intimidation, and they could be summed up in one sentence: offer!

Qian Heng, who had been prepared in his heart, nodded yes, seeing that Qian Heng was sensible, the heroes were not embarrassed, and the guests of honor at the banquet dispersed happily.

Who knew that as soon as it dawned the next day, a long line of carriages stopped at the gate of the Qian Mansion; Qian sent people to ask, and it turned out that these cars were all here to move money...

Qian Heng had long expected that there would be such a thing when he moved to Chang'an, and he was also ready to take this knife; He didn't expect that the appetite of these scoundrels would be so big!

There were dozens of wagons, all of which were here to carry gold!

People don't accept copper coins at all!

Not to mention this ugly eating appearance...

The Qian family is the head of a county, but how much money can be made in the realm of the clouds?

Even if Qian Heng took the whole family's kidney to sell it in the 21st century, it would be impossible to make up the tens of thousands of dollars they wanted!

Holding back the anger in his heart, Qian Heng visited one by one in a low voice, hoping that the 'protection fee' could be reduced.

The result is doomed - the protection fee is clearly priced, and the child is not deceived!

Please do not bargain, no discount!

In desperation, Qian Heng had no choice but to ask his son to find a relationship in the army and scare off a few hyenas who were fishing in troubled waters; He also sold most of the land and real estate in the clouds, scraped together enough 3,000 gold, and sent it to the mansions of those real wealthy families.

The big guys basically laughed at the 'meeting gift' sent by Qian Heng, only the Chang'an giant Wuyan clan, shouting 'My Wuyan clan is not a beggar!' And he beat the money out with a stick...

Since then, several shops in Chang'an have been set up by the Qian family, and there have been 'accidents' one after another, either today or tomorrow.

What's even more unbelievable is that the government officials came to the door every once in a while, saying that they would search!

This made Qian Heng, who was originally calling for wind and rain in the clouds and being a guest of honor for famous families, came to Chang'an but lived worse than death, and was afraid of the revenge of the Wuyan clan all day long.

It's only been a few months, and Qian Heng looks like he's dozens of years older, to the point where he needs crutches to walk...

Walking out of the study, Qian Yi hid in the corner and wiped back his tears, reorganized his face, and came to the side courtyard - his younger brother Qian Ren's courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Fang Cai was still beating and scolding the little slave's younger concubine Bihe in the front yard, and he was reprimanding his subordinates in his own courtyard.

was already angry in his heart, and was stimulated by the scene in front of him, Qian Yi couldn't bear it: "I know that I will make a fuss at home all day long, how can this be an evil woman?" ”

Hearing this, Bihe's originally hideous face suddenly panicked, and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Uncle atonement, the slave will never dare anymore..."

"Humph!" Qian Yi was bored in his chest, so he didn't look at Bihe anymore, and walked straight towards the house.

Behind him, Bihe, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at Qian Yi's distant voice, and his gums clenched together: "Wait for your husband to inherit the Qian family's property, see how long you can be arrogant!" ”

In the house, Qian Ren was lying on the couch, teasing the crickets in the wooden box in his hands.

Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Qian Yiqi was even more angry.

"I know cockfighting and lackeys all day long, what can the family expect from you?"

Hearing this, Qian Ren sat up unhurriedly, and his eyes still didn't leave the cricket jar: "Big brother is here?" Sit, sit down and talk. ”

Qian Yi's anger could no longer be suppressed, and he snatched the cricket jar from Qian Ren's hand and smashed it to the ground.

raised his head and glared at Qian Ren angrily: "Home is almost gone, how long are you going to be ridiculous?!! ”

Seeing that his beloved cricket was smashed to the ground by his eldest brother, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Qian Ren got up angrily: "What do you do to me when I am in trouble at home?" ”

"Dad a hundred years later, isn't this Qian family all yours?"

Qian Yi was even more angry when he heard this, and grabbed Qian Ren's collar, his cheeks trembled violently with anger: "You and I will be like you, care about those yellow and white things?" ”

Qian Ren slapped his hands on the collar and said sarcastically: "You don't care, you know it in your own heart!" ”

Qian Yi was completely desperate for his younger brother to look like this: "Let me ask you, when the family was still in the clouds, he hired a group of chivalrous people to do things, do you know?" ”

Qian Ren shook his head with a scoundrel face and said, "What a knight, I haven't seen it." ”

Qian Yi's tone calmed down, but his gradually narrowed eyes made Qian Ren uneasy.

"Then tell me, what did you do with the hundred gold you took from your family's account?"

A trace of panic flashed on Qian Ren's face, and his eyes flickered: "I... Can I gamble and lose my money? ”

Qian Yi couldn't hold back any longer, his arms trembled and clenched into fists: "I'll ask you one last time, have you ever contacted them again and plotted to assassinate the farmer in the clouds?" ”

Seeing the eldest brother, who was already a head taller than him, raise his fist high, Qian Ren's eyes were full of indignation: "Qian Bozhong!" ”

"If you really have the ability, go and kill the in the clouds! Destroy the unsalted clan! ”

"If you really dare, our family will not be forced into such a field!"

"Groveling in front of outsiders, but punching and kicking me, is that all you have the ability to!"

Listening to his younger brother's words, Qian Yi's teeth were about to be crushed, and his chest rose and fell violently.

In the end, the raised hand still couldn't fight, and it fell weakly.

Qian Ren, originally the son of the Qian family, and his mother was Qian Hengfa's wife; And Qian Yi is just born to a concubine, and he is a concubine who doesn't love his uncle and doesn't love him.

As soon as the crown was weak, Qian Yi was sent to the army by the mother of the housemother at the time, Qian Ren's mother, and he was out of sight and out of mind.

There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, in the first year of the first emperor and then the first year, Qian Ren lost his mother; And Qian Yi happened to make some meritorious achievements in the war; Qian Heng did not continue the string, and established the mother of Qian Yi as the main room.

When Qian Yigong returned to his hometown after becoming famous, Qian Ren suddenly didn't know how to deal with himself.

- The original cousin has become the eldest brother of the line; And he went from being an only son to a widowed son.

With resentment towards the injustice of fate and his father's indifference, Qian Ren has been reckless and squandered for more than ten years - it will not be his own in the future anyway, a little defeat is a little bit, and Qian Yi can get less.

From the beginning of indiscriminate spending, cockfighting and lackeys' petty fights, Qian Ren gradually intensified, and later bullied men and women to buy and sell, and abducted Han Rui's wife to be a concubine; In the end, the Qian family was harmed to the current situation where their ancestors migrated to Chang'an.

However, even if his younger brother is no longer sensible, Qian Yi can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

There is no other reason.

The name is not right, and the word is not good.

Even if his mother is now the head mother of the Qian family, in the eyes of outsiders, Qian Yi is still the son of the fierce woman who 'killed the lord and seized the throne', and the eldest son of the Qian family.

And Qian Ren is the tragic son-in-law who was sympathized with 'the biological mother was killed and the stepmother was abused'.

If Qian Yi really touched Qian Ren, even a slap in the face of anger would be enough to make Qian Yi ruined and unable to stand in the world.

Otherwise, there will be such a saying among the neighbors: Eh, you see, that Qian Yi got the inheritance of the Qian family, but he still didn't let go of the poor half-brother, so hearted, it was really the son of the femme fatale!