Seeing him like this, Yuan's anger was half gone.

Then he puffed out his cheeks and ordered someone to serve tea and pour water, and let people wait for Du Penghui to wash up, without mentioning it.

In the Songhe Hall, the old lady heard that Du Penghui and Yuan were arguing.

She didn't find out the reason, she just leaned on the head of the bed and scolded Wanyi: "It must be for this scourge that the two of them are like this." ”

She looked at Mrs. Wei on the side: "Ahri, you said that this sister Yi'er, is it a crime with Bofu!" Why is it that as long as she is at home, our uncle's house will be restless. ”

Mrs. Wei persuaded on the side: "Old lady, you are relieved, your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, as long as she doesn't cause any trouble, let's turn a blind eye and let her make trouble." Anyway, in a few years, she should get married. ”

Speaking of this, the old lady was even more depressed: "I still hope that she can marry a good family, so that she can take our uncle in the future." Behold......? ”

There is no hope for the future!

While pinching the old lady's legs, Mrs. Wei comforted her: "Sister Yi can get married by the emperor this time, but it is the glory of several generations of our uncle's mansion!" ”

"Alas......!" The old lady sighed, and then looked at the two little maids next to her.

The two little maids hurriedly squeezed out a smiling face, but they couldn't smile too brightly, so that the old lady thought they were laughing at her: "Congratulations to the old lady, it is the blessing of the second girl to be able to get the emperor's marriage!" In the future, when our Bofu girl goes out, others will take a look at it. ”

Mrs. Wei changed the topic at the right time, which made the old lady's brows stretch.

The old lady thought that if Wanyi's diet was cut off, she would succumb.

Unexpectedly, for a few days, not only did Wanyi not compromise, but even the gate of Qiuhua Courtyard never made a fuss about going out.

The old lady was tormented to the point of suspicion of the culprit of her life, and she was sitting alone in the teahouse at this time, listening to the storyteller.

She was dressed as a man, and inadvertently, she heard someone talking about the affairs of the Ding'an Hou Mansion.

It turned out that Qin Minglang's brother Qin Minghao was rescued that night. The next night, he died of his injuries.

Because Qin Shizi was not in good health, Qin Minghao was raised as the successor of the Hou Mansion since he was a child.

The old marquis even thought of passing the position of marquis directly over his son to this grandson.

The old marquis, who had high hopes for his grandson, died directly when he heard the bad news.

It is said that the house leak coincided with overnight rain.

Unexpectedly, Qin Shizi, who has always been in poor health, couldn't stand this double blow, and he couldn't afford to have a stroke.

The Ding'an Hou Mansion almost collapsed overnight.

Wanyi really wanted to go to the Hou Mansion to see the young man who once didn't know what sorrow was.

I thought about it, and then I held back.

I couldn't help laughing at myself in my heart: While Qin Minglang regretted it, he must have hated himself to death.

Past? It must not have been like this in a previous life.

Wanyi thought of Du Fu and remembered what she said.

At this time, she had no interest in shopping at all, and just wanted to go home quickly.

Now that she can completely summon the alien pony, she doesn't need to ask for a carriage.

Halfway through, Wanyi still sent a ghost to the Ding'an Hou Mansion.

There are white curtains hanging everywhere in the Ding'an Marquis's mansion.

Qin Minglang's uncles were kneeling at the door to greet the condolences guests.

Qin Minglang and the housekeeper greeted the guests, his eyes were deep, and his face was cold and abnormal.

Xie Zhaolin also came, and he always stayed by Qin Minglang's side and helped him entertain guests.

The Ding'an Hou Mansion has fallen for three generations at once, especially Qin Minghao, who is still the future heir of the Hou Mansion and focuses on training, and anyone who sees it will regret it.

You must know that Qin Minghao has shown wisdom since he was a child, but he far surpasses his father, and he behaves like his grandfather.

After a short period of leisure, Xie Zhaolin persuaded Qin Minglang: "Minglang, have you ever thought about it?" Your father has no reason to send someone after you?

Besides, with the ability of the Bofu, don't say that there is no reason for them to send people to hunt you down, and besides, their Bofu is declining, how can they raise those warriors with strong martial arts? ”

Qin Minglang changed his calmness just now, sat there decadently, hugged his head and muttered to himself: "It's all me, it's all me, it's all me, the unfilial son, who harmed my grandfather and eldest brother." ……”

"Bright!" Xie Zhaolin patted Qin Minglang on the shoulder: "I always feel that Brother Qin's matter is a conspiracy. If you don't take advantage of your business this time, you will take advantage of someone else's business next time.

Don't blame yourself too much, you should calm down at the moment, secretly investigate the murderer, and avenge Brother Qin. ”

"Hmm!" Qin Minglang nodded and fell silent.

Xie Zhaolin sat quietly next to him and was silent with him.

Wanyi couldn't bear to look at this tragedy anymore, she came to the mourning hall, put three sticks of incense on Hou Ye in the space, and then left.

Since there were no guests at this time, everyone was bowing their heads and burning paper.

No one noticed that there were three extra sticks of incense in the shrine.

As soon as she returned to Bofu, Wanyi went to Qu Youyuan to find Du Fu.

Du Fu was copying the scriptures, and it was Yuan who knocked on the side and asked her to copy it for the eighth sister, and said that it would be burned for the Bodhisattva tomorrow morning.

Although there was a hundred reluctance in his heart, Du Fu couldn't refute it on his face, so he had to pretend to be happy to take it.

Seven Scriptures!

Du Fu felt that he had to copy all night without sleep before he could finish copying.

Because she even took two bites of dinner, she put down her chopsticks, and she was in a mess at this time.

Wanyi suddenly appeared in front of her, and the pen in her hand fell to the paper with a snap, and she couldn't help blurting out:

"Du Wanyi? What are you doing here? ”

Wanyi pursed her lips and looked at the table: "You are so serious!" It's so late, and I don't forget to practice calligraphy. ”

Du Fu ignored Wanyi's sarcasm, but thought of one thing: "Du Wanyi, how did you get in?" Why didn't anyone come in and report it? ”

Could it be that the people in Qu Youyuan, seeing her falling, actually neglected their duties to such a point? Even if someone came, they didn't bother to pass it on?

Fortunately, Wanyi quickly solved her puzzles: "Why are you so loud?" Am I afraid that others will not know that I snuck in? ”

Du Fu lowered his voice at this time: "Second sister, what are you doing here secretly?" ”

Wanyi didn't answer, just picked up one: "Huh? Copy the scriptures! She pouted and looked at Du Fu: "Why don't you let your maid copy it for you?" ”

Du Fu rolled his eyes at her: "How can I have such a good life as my second sister?" How many handmaidens can I write? ”

These two big girls are so stupid, they usually teach Du Fu how to teach, but they can just write their own names.

Besides, they were originally the maid's life, and after a long time, Du Fu was not interested in teaching.

Wanyi didn't speak, but just drove Du Fu's two maids out:

"Go out and keep watch for your girl, and if you behave well, your girl will reward you."