The late autumn chill is getting stronger, but the fragrant osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, which seems to embellish the quiet night with a bit of vitality, not making people feel too lonely.

Those who lost their loved ones to the disaster have gradually adapted to their current life, after all, they are still in the world, and their lives will have to go on. During the day, I am busy with my livelihood and have no time to mourn, but I miss my relatives every late at night.

In late autumn, there will be one more popular snack in the city, that is, osmanthus sugar cake, which is sweet and glutinous is the taste of the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River. When I smell the cinnamon fragrance of the capital and dream back at midnight, people are still as if they are beating the city, the sun is setting, the cooking smoke is curling, and the small bridge is flowing water.

The notice of the emperor list in the capital has also been posted for several days:

The Son of Heaven ordered the Qintian Prison Supervisor Zhengtong Tianling to perform a sacrificial ceremony on the Winter Clothes Festival to pay tribute to the people who died in the city.

"I heard that the demon Dao really found a broom star, and the child who was born in the city that day appeared," Bai Qirui shook his pu fan, stood on the terrace of the restaurant, looked at the emperor's list, and sighed. "On the day of the sacrifice, the baby who is less than 100 days old will become a scapegoat"

"Just one baby's life can put an end to a potential danger." Ji Yechen said without waves in his eyes: "That demon Dao should have a sacred heart."

"Yes, what is it to sacrifice an unmasked baby for the sake of profit," Bai Qirui's voice carried a hint of sadness.

Hearing this, Ji Yechen didn't say much, but just gave him a cup of the new osmanthus brewed in the restaurant and made a sitting posture. Seeing this, Bai Qirui raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and returned to his position to drink the sweet wine.

And in a place in the back alley of their restaurant, a person was being intercepted by a guard.

"What do you call this big brother?"

"Ye Da"

"Brother Ye, may I ask what you are looking for me?"

"Beat You"

"What?" Before the man could react, he was directly punched in the left eye by the other party, and there was a circle of black blue in an instant.

After a scream, the man was grabbed by the collar by the other party and lifted up, and directly hit the chest with a straight punch of five consecutive blows, and the sternum felt like it was about to shatter.

He wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but the other party directly kicked him to the wall as if he knew in advance. After the analysis in slow motion, his whole person was like a "fire" word pasted on the wall, and then slowly slid down.

But his mind did circle quickly, quickly remembering which one he had offended recently, and then ...... Not really. When his body landed on the ground, he searched again in his mind, but there was still no information about Ye Da......

"Big brother, you always have to give a reason for beating someone."

Xun Qianji instinctively lay on the ground and hugged his head and begged for mercy, "Don't you recognize the wrong person?"

But he didn't hear any echo, just heard a snap of his fingers, and he followed the sound to see that Ye Da was already standing behind a person. It's just that the person is backlit, and he can't see his facial features clearly. It's just vaguely recognizable that it's a teenager.

The other party was wearing a green coat, and the waist accessories were all exquisite, and in such a cold weather, he was still shaking a bamboo fan like a gentleman like the prince of Dingxi. It's just that the other party's body shape is far inferior to Bai Qirui, and compared with it, the other party can only be said to be a short and fat child.

I heard the little one say leisurely, "A few months ago, the energetic old man Ye of my family suddenly fell ill, and he has been ill for a long time, I don't know if you know what the reason is?" ”

Is an old man sick or my business?

Wait, Old Man Ye? A memory flashed through Xun Qianji's mind. A few months ago, he had helped Lord Tong Tianling of Qin Tianjian release a wave of news.

Ye Xiuzhu, the eldest son of Ye Shilei, an old official of the two dynasties, was infatuated with the singer Yu Meiren of Pingkangfang, and was jealous of the beauty for the sake of the beauty, and spared no expense to redeem himself for the Yu beauty, and secretly raised it on a Zhuangzi in the west of the city.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, Ye Xiuzhu's small treasury ran out, and under the instigation of others, he began to coax his wife who was pregnant with Liujia to take care of his dowry, and finally squandered his wife's dowry in a few months. Later, under the propaganda of Xun Qianji, this matter soon became a topic of conversation after tea and dinner in the capital.

Ye Xiuzhu's wife knew the truth, and couldn't accept that her loyal and honest husband would do such a thing, so she had a tire gas for a while and was born prematurely. Fortunately, Dr. Sun of Baicaotang happened to be in the house to see Mrs. Ye's illness, and when he saw this, he directly administered an injection to the pregnant woman to delay the arrival of Wenpo, otherwise the heavy bleeding would result in two deaths. After Ye Xiuzhu's wife gave birth to a child, the first thing she did was to ask her father-in-law, Lord Ye Shilei, to call the shots and leave.

And Lord Ye Shilei did not agree, he chose to leave his daughter-in-law and grandson, and directly expelled Ye Xiuzhu, who was so immoral, from the house, and had to go from the family tree to his name.

Not long after, Ye Xiuzhu, who had no financial support from his family, was also abandoned by Yu Meiren, it turned out that the other party was just greedy for his money, and he regretted not doing it at the beginning, but it was too late.

After that, Ye Xiuzhu knelt at the door of Ye Mansion every day and begged for forgiveness, but Lord Ye Shilei turned a blind eye.

"Father and son, my son really knows that he is wrong, please forgive me this time"

"The old man only has one son, named Ye Xiurui."

In short, since the father-son conversation at the gate of Ye's Mansion that day, Ye Xiuzhu has disappeared from the capital, the so-called deep responsibility of love, the more you care, the more difficult it is to forgive.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

The higher Lord Ye Shilei's expectations for this eldest son, the greater the blow, and finally fell ill, and the uncle who was the most energetic in the court finally fell. No one will point at the nose of Lord Zhengtong Tianling, the Qintian Supervisor, and scold the "Divine Stick, Demon Dao" above the court.

But what does this have to do with the person in the preface? Could he be the son of the old man?

Thinking about it this way, Xun Qianji felt that he couldn't rule out that possibility, although he hadn't seen the little boy Ye Xiurui, he only knew that the person was only at the age of bundling his hair, and he behaved perversely when he was a child, and he was sent to Zhuangzi in a foreign country to hone his heart very early.

But I did hear that the man had the same virtue as Bai Qirui, and was a vassal and elegant family, and always liked to hold a folding fan.

Could it be that the little fat man in front of him is really Ye Xiurui?

Xun Qianji's eyes, which were already so swollen that he couldn't open them, rolled his eyes, Ye Xiuzhu's matter actually had nothing to do with him at all, but he couldn't stop those nobles from looking for him to vent their anger.

"This little boy, I don't know what you're talking about, it's bright and sunny in broad daylight, at the foot of the Son of Heaven in the capital, you actually beat up the good people, and you don't talk about the king's law."

Old man Ye said that he was obedient and would definitely not condone his son to act so recklessly.

Hearing this, the corners of Su Man's mouth hooked, and from the other party's sudden expression just now, he knew that the other party believed that she was Ye Shilei's youngest son Ye Xiurui. Then, she can get into the script role.

"Well, the good people really shouldn't be beaten, it's just ......" Su Man immediately threw a money bag to Xun Qianji and said, "What if I catch the thief who stole my money bag and teach me a lesson?"

"You fart"

"Then do you think others believe me or you?"

Indeed, I would never believe that Ye Xiurui would come to frame him as a little ruffian with three religions and nine ranks, this Ye Xiaogongzi really behaved perversely.

"Despicable"

"Despicable?" Su Man chuckled as if mocking, and said, "For extraordinary people, you can only use extraordinary means."

"What do you want?"