Liu Jie heard the news of Guo's visit, and before he could go out, he saw the menacing Guo Yingli. I was about to say a few words, but I heard Guo Yingli ask: "Although she is a noble concubine, Guo is married as a flat wife, why don't you agree?" ”

Liu Jie was stunned, and said quite embarrassed: "Eldest son, if the Liu family wants to be able to marry the Guo family, even if it is a concubine, our Liu family will climb high." However, the eldest son, Liu really has no daughter to marry, and the youngest got married many years ago. ”

"Qianqian, the one in the West Zhuangzi of the Jin Ancestral Hall, isn't it your daughter?" Guo Yingli said angrily.

Liu Jie hurriedly explained, "Sun Gongzi also said it just now. But, alas, there is indeed a Zhuangzi on Xiaoping Mountain in the west of the Jin Ancestral Hall, but it is actually a cemetery, and there was a janitor a few years ago, and after he died of old age, no one went. ”

"No way, I've been to that place, and it's obviously inhabited."

"Eldest son, there is no need for Liu to lie to you!" Liu Jie was anxious.

"Okay" Guo Yingli grabbed Liu Jie, "Then let's go and see if you're lying!" He dragged him out the door.

Liu Jie panicked and shouted: "Ah, Master Guo, what are you doing here?" It's so late, tomorrow! ”

"Tomorrow? Does it give you time to prepare? Guo Yingli sneered, "My carriage is outside the door, and I am familiar with the road, so don't shirk it." ”

Liu Jie had no choice but to bring a long entourage and followed.

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It was sunset when he arrived at Xiaoping Mountain, and Guo Yingli found the Zhuangzi almost familiarly. But everything in front of him made him completely stunned.

The door was still the same door, but the original red lacquer door had become a mottled black door, and with a gentle push, the whole door was crumbling. The front yard is unusually small, mossy and overgrown with weeds, as if no one has lived in it for a long time.

Liu Jie was a little uncomfortable on the side, and whispered to Guo Yingli: "Eldest son, this place is really uninhabited. Let's go. ”

"Impossible, impossible......!" Guo Yingli ignored him and walked through the corridor to the backyard.

Liu Jie shouted behind him: "Big boy, don't go in, there is a cemetery behind!" ”

Cemetery, really a cemetery! Guo Yingli stayed on the spot. How can it be a cemetery? No way! I clearly remember that the back garden is surrounded by winding water, and there are several small and exquisite courtyards, where Qianqian lives. There is no shortage of subordinates and maids, and there are a few Zhuang women, Qianqian said that she is afraid of the dark, and there are brilliant lights here at night. Liu Jie!

Guo Yingli was furious, rushed out of the back garden, and dragged Liu Jie, who was standing at the door, in. "Say! What did you do! What about Qianqian? Where did you get her?! ”

Liu Jie was grabbed by him and almost begged: "Eldest son, I, I really don't have such a daughter." This was originally a cemetery ....... Yes, yes, this is a burial of Qianniang, but, but, she is my second sister. As he spoke, he pointed to a tomb on the left side of the cemetery and said, "That's it, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it yourself." When he said these words, Liu Jie's voice trembled.

Guo Ying left it alone and dragged Liu Jie to the tomb he pointed to. The tomb is not big, there should be no one to worship, and the words on the tombstone have been peeled off, but the words "Liu's Qianniang" can be vaguely seen. The sky was darker, a gust of wind blew, Liu Jie trembled even more, and whispered: "Let's go, eldest son, I want to see, I will see it tomorrow, and if I want to worship, I will come back tomorrow." ”

"Impossible! No way! What did you do! Guo Yingli roared. Qianqian! Qianqian!

"The eldest prince, the eldest prince, in the future, I will, I will come to worship often, I will ......." Liu Jie was scared, and anxiously dragged Guo Yingli to leave.

"I don't believe it!" Guo Yingli was dragged by him and stumbled and almost fell. Suddenly, I saw a white silk handkerchief in the gap between the tomb and the ground. Guo Yingli let go of Liu Jie, stepped forward a few steps, and pulled out the silk handkerchief, and a small "leave" was embroidered on the corner of the silk handkerchief. Isn't this the silk handkerchief that blindfolded her when she was playing with Qianqian last night?

Guo Yingli stayed on the spot, letting Liu Jie desperately pull him out of the back garden. Suddenly, with a scream, he shook off the silk handkerchief in his hand and ran to the carriage.

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"Qianqian!" In the middle of the night, Guo Yingli seemed to turn around, and he saw the girl who was thinking about it for a long time, and she was still beautiful.

Qianqian was crying, crying and saying, "You're real, aren't you?" If you want to marry me, you will marry me no matter what! ”

Guo Ying softened, grabbed her, and asked with some uncertainty: "You, are you real?" ”

Qianqian cried and said, "I am! I am! ”

Suddenly, the woman in her arms turned into a skeleton that was almost decomposed. Guo Yingli screamed!

Five days later, the entire Taiyuan knew that the eldest young master of the Guo family had hit a ghost. Because, since Guo Yingli came back from Xiaopingshan that day, there have been several waves of Taoist priests and monks who have come to Guo's mansion almost every day to practice, but Guo Dashao's spirit has become more and more weak. Screaming, screaming.

The evil spirits never go. Mrs. Guo sought medical treatment everywhere, and someone proposed to marry Liu's deceased daughter with a flat wife, which caused Mrs. Guo to be furious. Seeing that Guo Yingli was on the verge of madness, Mrs. Tai finally sent a letter to Pingyang, urging Guo Yi, the head of the Guo family, to go home as soon as possible.

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Fenzhou, Lubu Academy.

Wang Penghua has rarely come here since the township exam, but if he doesn't come, I'm afraid he won't come for a long time, because he has to go to Beijing to catch the exam. So, when his friend asked him to come to the academy to be nostalgic, he came.

Wang Penghua is the fourth son of Wang Lixian, a concubine, a good reader since childhood, and is the most likely to be nominated for the gold list of the two generations of the Fenzhou Wang family. The eighth place in the township test made the entire Wang family have considerable expectations for him, not to mention Wang Lixian. If you can get a jinshi, if you can get a real shortage and become an official in the court, then the Fenzhou Wang family will no longer have to rely on the support of the Yang family, and no longer have to stare at the Nangong family's wealth, and the status will naturally be greatly improved.

It is precisely because of Wang Lixian's idea that although Wang Penghua is a concubine, he has always had a good life at home, and he is even more strict with himself and studying hard, except for his classmates in the academy, he doesn't even have many friends. However, Dong Liangjie is an exception.

I met Tong Liangjie four months ago, when he had already taken the Zhongya Yuan exam, and there were people everywhere about poetry meetings, pen meetings, garden ......, to be honest, Wang Penghua was not very interested in this, but Wang Lixian's meaning was that he still wanted him to establish his own contacts, and he had no choice but to participate. Every time, I feel out of place with everything around me, and those classmates are not very familiar with each other, but they can act like confidants, which makes Wang Penghua even more uncomfortable.

That poetry meeting, Wang Penghua found a person who was as incompatible as himself, first robbed a thatched house with him, and then hid in a small cave at the rockery, and the two sat silently in the cave for two quarters of an hour before they began to talk. I didn't expect the views to be so consistent, so I often made appointments together to participate in poetry meetings and garden tours, although this is the case, Tong Liangjie is also Wang Penghua's best friend.

This trip to Lubu Academy is said to be nostalgic, but in fact, it is also a poetry meeting, and it is also the last time, and when his father comes back, Wang Penghua is ready to enter Beijing.

As soon as Wang Penghua entered the academy, a boy took him to the central training platform, and many classmates were fighting poetry. It's still the same old thing, Wang Penghua wanted to walk away, but when he saw Tong Liangjie standing in the group of people fighting poetry, he walked up and smiled at him. Tong Liangjie nodded and motioned for him to stand beside him. Wang Penghua stepped forward a few steps and looked at a blank piece of paper in front of Tong Liangjie, but he didn't put down the pen for a long time.

"Brother Liangjie......" Wang Penghua was about to ask carefully, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd. I saw an old man dressed in sackcloth, holding a firewood knife, crying and rushing over.

"Zhang Xiong! Kill my son, pay for your life! ”

The strange thing is that a group of readers, seeing this scene, dodged away like a plague god, and made way for life. The old man held a knife and rushed directly to Tong Liangjie's side, and slashed at a black-faced scholar next to Tong Liangjie. Tong Liangjie was stunned, pulled Wang Penghua up and wanted to avoid it, but he tripped over the table leg under his feet, stumbled, and intentionally or unintentionally, he actually sent Wang Penghua's right arm to the knife.

slashed down with a knife, only to hear a scream, the black-faced scholar turned pale with fright, and avoided, and Wang Penghua was cut off his right arm by Shengsheng and fell straight to a pool of blood.