The main house of the Chi Shang residence.

When Yan Yuke came out of the house, Jiang sent the maid beside him again, and then looked at Hua Jin with a smile and asked bluntly: "What is the matter with my uncle, let's hear it." ”

Hua Jin likes to deal with empathetic people, and he doesn't beat around the bush, telling Jiang how Luo calculated them at home, and how he also planted eyeliner in Yan's mansion.

Jiang's face turned cold a little after hearing this, especially when she heard her talk about Hua Chen's almost death when he went to the academy for the first time, and how Luo and the Zhao family calculated their sisters together, Jiang couldn't control his anger anymore, and slapped his palm on the kang table.

Xu is palm used too much force, the excellent jade bracelet on her wrist hit the kang table wrapped with gold horns, with a crisp cracking sound, the valuable bracelet made a "ding" sound twice, shattered into three pieces and fell to the ground.

Jiang Shi didn't look at the bracelet, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I didn't expect Luo Chunying to be such a person!" No! She's not alone! ”

stroked his undulating chest again, "Back then, she went to your mother's funeral with your uncle and me, and she cried dead and alive. When you come back, you knelt in front of your grandmother, and said that it was so pitiful to see that Brother Chen and you lost their mother at a young age, and Hui'er was only seven years old. So she doesn't care if she is a stepwife or not, she must take care of you personally to grow up. ”

She let out a long sigh of depression, "Your grandmother, uncle, and I were all moved by her friendship for your mother. Or did I personally arrange a rich dowry, so that Luo Chunying could marry into the Zhang family in a beautiful manner. ”

Jiang Shi was so angry that he knocked on the kang table again, and the azure Ruyao tea set on it made a tinkling sound, "I didn't expect her Luo Chunying to be so wolf-hearted, it's really in vain for us to trust a piece of heart and your mother's friendship with her back then." ”

Hua Jin was afraid that Jiang would harm this set of excellent tea sets again, and besides, her hands couldn't stand it, so she hurriedly pushed the kang table to a place she couldn't reach in the kang.

"Uncle, that's not all. Jin'er suspected that she had already begun to calculate her mother. ”

Jiang's eyebrows were wrinkled together because of anger, and expression lines were squeezed out on his slightly rounded face, "Really? ”

Hua Jin bowed, "Uncle and aunt, think about it, some time before my mother died, what was the movement of the Luo family, or what were the movements of people who were familiar with my mother here?" ”

Jiang's brows furrowed even tighter, recalling the events of ten years ago......

Suddenly, her brows relaxed, and she raised the corners of her eyebrows, "My aunt remembers that the eldest master of the Song family left Changyi for several days. Soon after he returned, your mother died. ”

Hua Jin frowned, always feeling that the truth of the matter was about to be revealed, there was only a layer of window paper left, and even the person who wanted to pierce it had already appeared.

She suppressed the emotions tumbling in her heart and whispered her next plan in Jiang's ear.

Jiang Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was finally a glimmer of light in his eyes, "Jin'er, this method is very good!" Looking at the niece in front of him, who was less than twelve years old, he looked at him incredulously, "How did you come up with that?" ”

Hua Jin smiled slightly, "Uncle, tonight I will send someone to watch the mother-in-law that Luo Shi has placed in the mansion." ”

Jiang shook his head and patted Hua Jin's seemingly weak shoulder, "Don't worry, my aunt will order someone to go." ”

Hua Jin and Jiang discussed the countermeasures, and then left the Zhishang Residence and returned to Xuanyunju.

Hua Hui and Hua Chen were talking with Mrs. Yan, and Hua Jin laughed with them for a while after entering the house.

It wasn't until Mrs. Yan showed a hint of fatigue that they withdrew from the east room together and entered the innermost room on the west side.

Hua Jin asked Bai Peach to guard the door and told her and Jiang's plan.

Hua Hui and Hua Chen nodded in agreement, and the three of them discussed for a while before they dispersed.

Hua Chen returned to Yan Yuxi's dyed ink house, while Hua Hui and Hua Jin slept on the kang and the shelf bed in the west room of Mrs. Yan respectively.

It's just that it's a night that many people can't sleep at all.

Hua Jin turned over several times on the shelf bed, recalling the bits and pieces that happened after being reborn in this era.

Originally, if Roche didn't go too far, she was willing to turn a blind eye and ignore her existence.

But Luo's murder of others, murdering her and her brother, and finding such a "good" family affair for her sister, caused her to fall into a serious psychological shadow, and the future of the second half of her life is also worrying.

There is a saying about how it says: When people don't offend me, I don't offend people, if people offend me, courtesy can only become an ideal, then people have to offend me again, I will also offend me, people will still offend me, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

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Inside the Yan Mansion Dye Incense House, the light in the small study was not extinguished all night.

Yan Yuke sat on the Taishi chair in front of the rosewood carved case, frowning and looking at the accounts in his hand.

The ginseng tea on the desk was already cold and changed, but she still didn't have the time to raise her head and take a sip.

In this era, even with double-entry accounting, the exchange of accounts is considered simple.

But for people who are used to their preconceived notions, it still takes some time to straighten it out.

But Yan Yuke didn't give up, and picked up the lamp to study this new bookkeeping method all night.

When a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, she finally figured it out, and then put her clothes and went to sleep.

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Xingtan Lane, not far from Baihua Lane, is the residence of Cheng Song Yi in Changyi County.

At this time, Song Yi was also sitting in front of the case, looking at the case file in his hand, but his eyes were stunned and he didn't know where to look.

Memories of more than ten years ago came to him like a tidal wave, as if they wanted to drown him and not give him a chance to breathe.

He has been with her childhood sweetheart since he was a child, and until they were separated for life, he never held her hand.

A few years later, because of lovesickness, he finally lost his mind and went to find her, and took her hand in a daze.

Soon after, she died.

Over the years, he Song Yi has been living in deep guilt and unable to extricate himself......

The small study of the Song Mansion, Song Junming has locked himself up here since he returned from the Yan Mansion.

The book of "Spring and Autumn" in his hand had not turned a page in a few hours.

He was about to try it, and he should concentrate on reading books without distractions, and although he had read these books many times, the outline in his mind was becoming clearer and clearer.

This is a teenager who is just beginning to fall in love.

Gradually, he began to stop rejecting the image, and he wanted to keep her firmly in his mind and heart.

He told himself that his goal of studying hard to gain fame was no longer for himself.

Thinking of this, he showed a smile, as if the first ray of light appeared in the sky, clear and dazzling.

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In a three-hall house in Changyi.

Xuan Fei had already changed into a snow-white middle coat after bathing.

The soft, close-fitting fabric outlines his good figure.

Having some trouble sleeping tonight, he simply got up and took out the golden knife he carried with him, and engraved the pattern on the knife with the carving knife.

On the long table in front of him, there was also a handkerchief.

The pattern on the golden knife in his hand is exactly the same as the plum blossom on the handkerchief.

Xuan Fei condensed his eyebrows, his expression was extremely focused, the corners of his lips hooked up a smile that seemed to be absent, and his already handsome and unusually beautiful face was more vivid and bright, making people can't help but hold their breath when they see it.

The slender and delicate fingers held the carving knife, and the golden powder that fell from the golden knife flew around his cheeks as it was engraved, as if a layer of golden light enveloped him.