The third aunt is still holding a child in her hands, and now that the sun is getting bigger, the third aunt is just braving the sun to carry the child.

When she got closer, the servant at the door stood directly in front of her.

"Third aunt, the master is not in the house." The servant spoke.

"Get out of the way, a subordinate, dare to stop my mother?" Zhao Meiyun put on a young lady's shelf, originally wanting to suppress those subordinates.

But when the servants heard this, they didn't react at all, and still stopped them.

"Zhao Meiyun, the master said, you are messing with the enemy who killed your brother, and you will not be a young lady in the future, as for the third aunt, Mrs. Mei really doesn't like to have an aunt and wife come to the house, you, you still wait for the master to pass on, and then come over." The servant called out behind him, and seven or eight more servants came out.

This posture means that nothing will be said to let Zhao Meiyun's mother and daughter enter the door.

"You guys, these dog-eyed things look down on people!" Zhao Meiyun's face turned pale with anger.

The third aunt's face was not good, and she couldn't see where to go, and while holding the child, she shouted: "Before, the eldest lady couldn't suppress me, just that yellow-haired girl, what kind of lady is she worthy of?" ”

"Third aunt, don't be embarrassed." These servants looked at the third aunt with a gloomy expression.

I looked at them, shook my head slightly, turned around and walked in the direction of the gate of Jincheng.

Because the city gate was still under martial law, it would not open until after noon, so I could only find a noodle restaurant by the city gate first, sit down and wait, and then go to Youzhou after leaving the city gate for a while.

Not long after he sat down, he saw a man in the shop holding a broom and beating a beggar outside the door.

The beggar was lying on the ground, holding a broken bowl in his hand, unkempt.

The guy hit him with a broom, and he just lay quietly on his stomach and let the guy beat.

"Man, come here!" I yelled at the guy.

The man put down the broom and came over to me, and asked respectfully, "This master, it's okay to be plain for a while, you wait." ”

He thought I was urging them to hurry up.

"Give him a bowl of noodles too, and all these silver dollars, give them to him for me." As I spoke, I took out some silver dollars from my pocket, which my fat monk had forced into me.

"Eh, master, I know that you monks are compassionate, but if you help that person, you won't be able to get along with the most famous Zhao Mansion in this Jincheng." The guy said to me with a serious face.

"How can a beggar be involved with the Zhao Mansion?" I don't know why.

When the man heard me ask, he immediately pointed to the beggar and said: "He, called Zhou Xuanling, was originally related to the former eldest lady of the Zhao Mansion, but I heard that the eldest lady brought it up, and he valued it very much, but he ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and killed the eldest young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianyu, the old man found out the truth, broke his two legs, and let him beg in Jincheng, tsk, and lived by eating some water." ”

"Zhou Xuanling?" After listening to the guy, I looked at the person lying on the ground again, and sure enough, it was indeed Zhou Xuanling.

It's just that now, he looks like a little crazy, and there is a turbidity in his eyes, presumably he can't withstand such torture, and he is already delirious, but he is to blame for everything.

If he kept to himself, Mrs. Zhao would definitely not treat him badly, but he, a white-eyed wolf, didn't repay Mrs. Zhao, and killed Mrs. Zhao's only son, and now he ended up like this, no wonder anyone.

I didn't ask anything more, after eating the noodles, the city gate also opened, I settled the bill and walked directly past Zhou Xuanling's side, and walked in the direction of the city gate.

There was already a long queue at the gate of the city, and it was still easy to get out of the city and difficult to enter the city.

As soon as I got out of the city, I found a wasteland that no one paid attention to, turned around and flew up, which direction Youzhou is, after a year, I still remember it clearly.

And my speed is much faster than Qingluan, and in less than half an hour, I have already arrived in Youzhou.

originally wanted to land directly in front of the Shuaifu in Youzhou City, but after hesitating again and again, he finally stopped in an alley some distance from the Shuaifu.

I wanted to see him, but I didn't dare to see him for some reason, I was already here, and I didn't know what was wrong with me.

"This master, do you want to drink porridge?" When I got out of the alley, the owner of the porridge shop next door began to beckon me to drink porridge.

I shook my head and looked at both sides of the street, and I found that this place was much more prosperous than before, and it seemed that Long Xuanling had managed Youzhou well.

Standing at this street entrance, I hesitated for a while, but finally took a bold step and walked in the direction of the Shuaifu.

However, when I walked to the door of the Shuai Mansion, I was a little confused, because the plaque at the entrance of this mansion had been changed, not "Shuai Mansion" but "Liu Mansion".

What's going on? Could it be that Long Xuanling is no longer in Youzhou City?

Thinking of this, I immediately walked to the door of this Liu Mansion, and there were two subordinates guarding the door in front of this door.

"Eh, turn your fate elsewhere." A subordinate said impatiently to me.

"Donor, the poor monk had a relationship with the night shuai in this handsome mansion before, and now after passing through this secluded state, he wants to come over and see how the night shuai has been doing recently." I learned the tone of the fat monk and said to the two subordinates.

When the subordinate heard this, he immediately sighed: "Yeshuai, it's long gone." ”

"Gone? What do you mean? My heart tightened suddenly.

"It's just that he died, he died more than half a year ago." The servant replied lightly.

"How so? How could he die for no reason? I excitedly grabbed the hem of the man's shirt and asked.

"Eh, this monk is crazy, right?" The man was "surprised" by my actions, and reached out to push me away, but he couldn't break free of me.

I hurriedly beckoned another subordinate to come over to help, but both of them were lost in my mind.

"Yeshuai, how did you die?" I asked.

"Sick and dead." The two men replied in unison.

I thought about it carefully, when I "left", Long Xuanling was not sick at all, his leg had improved, and he was able to walk, at least not as hard as when he was first injured.

How can you say that if you die of illness, you will die of illness? I'm afraid there's something greasy about this.

"Why did this Shuai Mansion become Liu's Mansion? Who lives in this house now? I pressed on.

"Now, the house lives with the deputy general before Yeshuai." The two subordinates said expressionlessly.

"Vice General Liu?" I muttered.

The two of them immediately nodded, and said that now this Vice General Liu is Master Liu, and he is the steward of their Youzhou City, and everything in Youzhou is up to him.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart, that is, whether Long Xuanling's death would be related to Vice General Liu.