Xie Zhiyun came back very suddenly.

She didn't ask anyone to write from her, and appeared directly in front of the Xie family's main entrance.

As soon as the porter saw her carriage, he was stunned at first, and then let people go in to pass it on, which respectfully welcomed Xie Zhiyun into the gate.

Not only did she have to enter the door, but the soldiers of the Suguo Mansion also had to enter with her.

This team of government soldiers Xie Zhiyun is not too familiar, but looking at their appearance, Xie Zhiyun can also guess that they are sergeants under the command of the garrison.

Therefore, whenever they follow behind him, Xie Zhiyun is polite and polite, and he is never high.

At this moment, the porter of the Xie clan couldn't help but be a little flustered when he saw this group of soldiers with cold faces, the two porters looked at each other, and the older one stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Miss, look at how this team of government soldiers can enter the Xie family's mansion, this ......"

Xie Zhiyun came back a few times before, but the soldiers did not follow him into the Xie Mansion, and they will follow up today, probably because there are some incidents.

Xie Zhiyun doesn't need to ask these things, he can figure them out.

She glanced at the porter, and her neck was raised like a swan: "They are all sergeants under my uncle's command, and they will follow me to protect the left and right, and they should enter the Xie Mansion with me." ”

Xie Zhiyun nodded at the chief of the government soldiers behind him, and then said to the porter: "You don't have to be afraid, everything has me." ”

In the Xie family's century-old mansion, only the father and son have always lived in it, and in addition, only the widowed aunt and the ninth grandfather who have no children and no daughters, and the only young female dependents are her.

Now that she is also married, it is not inappropriate for this team of government soldiers to follow up with Xie Fu.

Xie Zhiyun was a little anxious in her heart, but her steps were very steady, she held the style of the eldest daughter, and walked step by step along the verandah to the inner house, through the moon gate full of greenery, and directly entered the Xie family's inner house.

In the inner house, the boudoir where she lives is called Liuyulou, behind the garden, and the Quanqinzhai where Xie Yuan, the head of the Xie family, lives, is on the west side of the Moon Gate, and you can see it by bypassing the fountain.

Xie Zhiyun's footsteps paused slightly, she glanced at Mama Jia, and then said, "Go directly to find your father." ”

Mama Jia nodded, turned around and said to Captain Feng Fang, a soldier in the same house: "Captain Feng, and I am persuading you to wait for a while, I have to work." ”

Feng Fang's face was cold, he only nodded silently, and didn't say a word.

There are a few people living in Xie's old house, and there are not many servants in the family, so the back house is quiet at this time, but the maids who have no contact are frightened by the government soldiers.

Xie Zhiyun led Mama Jia and the others directly to Quanqinzhai, and as soon as he arrived at the door of Quanqinzhai, he saw the housekeeper Su Zhongzheng standing there with a sad face, and behind him was the closed door of Quanqinzhai.

Xie Zhiyun's face immediately sank.

The old housekeeper Su Zhong is now fifty-two, and his hair is a little gray, he has watched Xie Zhiyun's sister and brother grow up, and he knows best what kind of temper this pair of sisters and brothers is.

Seeing Xie Zhiyun's heavy face, Su Zhong felt bitter in his mouth.

"Miss, why did you get home?" Su Zhong hurriedly stepped forward and said.

Xie Zhiyun looked at him quietly, and when he stood firm, he looked up at the open bamboo-patterned window on the second floor of Quanqinzhai.

"Uncle Zhong, I won't see you for a month, you are in good health."

Xie Zhiyun didn't have an immediate seizure, she first cared about the old housekeeper's body.

Su Zhong's heart was even more bitter.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice: "Miss, the old slave is naturally fine, but the head of the family is not in good health today and is resting in the bedroom, so no one will disturb him." ”

Xie Zhiyun raised his eyebrows lightly: "I can't do it either?" ”

Su Zhong shook his head silently.

Xie Zhiyun didn't feel good in her heart, in the past two months of marriage, she could occasionally get a glimpse of the Wei family's getting along, even if there was still some friction in the family, but it would not turn the world upside down.

Especially Wei Cang is a big hero who stands up to the sky, he is open-minded and heroic, he is a first-class good to children, no matter how noisy the children are, he is smiling and coaxing and comforting.

As for Wei Ning'an's pretentious and stubborn nature, she was reprimanded so much that she couldn't raise her head in the Xie family, but no one said anything about her in the Wei family.

Xie Zhiyun will grow into such a character, all because of the Xie family's teaching.

Xie Yuan was cold-hearted, because his wife died early, he didn't have much patience with the two children, as long as she and Ah Xing couldn't satisfy him, what fell on her was reprimand and indifference, and what fell on Ah Xing was the ring ruler.

As long as the children are excellent and open-minded, he wants them to earn face for their mother who died at an early age, and he wants them not to fall into the lintel of the Xie family.

After so many years, Xie Zhiyun has become accustomed to it.

Seeing that her face was expressionless, Su Zhong seemed to be angry, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Miss, the head of the family is really sick," Su Zhong said, "Today, the old slave was going to ask for a doctor, but the head of the family didn't let him, so he gave up, and he really couldn't get up at the moment." ”

Xie Zhiyun didn't care about her father's illness, she only said lightly: "If my father is sick, then shouldn't I visit my father?" ”

Seeing that she was persistent, Su Zhong could only shake his head in the end.

"Miss, the head of the house doesn't want to see you."

Xie Zhiyun paused for a moment, and just when everyone thought she was going to have a seizure, she turned around directly and walked to the backyard.

"Let's go to the ancestral hall first."

Su Zhong saw her straight back disappear, so he looked up at the bamboo-patterned window that had been closed, and sighed.

This father and daughter, one is more stubborn than the other, and neither of them will bow their heads.

Xie Zhiyun walked fast all the way, and Mama Jia encouraged her to follow her, only trying her best to chase her, and did not persuade her.

When she came to the ancestral hall, she saw Xie Zhixing's little maid Mai Sui standing at the door of the ancestral hall, pacing back and forth nervously.

Hearing the footsteps, he jerked his head up, and a smile immediately rose on his face with many brown spots.

"Miss, you're home."

Xie Zhiyun took a breath lightly, let himself slowly calm down, and then asked, "What's the matter?" ”

She is not in a hurry to visit her brother, her brother is a gourd with a saw-mouthed mouth, and he refuses to tell the truth if he is not forced.

Mai Sui stepped forward and saluted, and then lowered his voice and said: "Miss, the young master doesn't want to go to the clan to study, he said that he wants to go to Yezhou to run a shop, but the head of the family naturally refuses, no matter how he reprimands the young master, he doesn't bow his head, this is ...... That's when he hit the board. ”

The board at home is the ring ruler.

It's not an inch long, and it's made of flexible boxwood, which hurts the beater's heart, and the buttocks hurt even more after the beating.

Xie Zhiyun was only beaten by Xie Yuan once.

Hearing this, Xie Zhiyun was about to laugh angrily.

"Is this worth a trip back for me?" Xie Zhiyun's face was slightly cold, "He doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, he is the only child in the family, he doesn't work hard to support the family business, he actually thinks about trivial things, no wonder his father wants to beat him." ”

Xie Zhiyun made the final decision: "Well done!" ”

The ears of wheat will weep.

"Miss, you also know the temper of the young master, it was the head of the family who asked him to do nothing, and it wasn't that he wanted to take care of the housework, but he didn't want to go to the clan school."

"Miss, it's not like you don't know what ethnography is like."

What does ethnography look like?

Xie Zhiyun's eyes were slightly gloomy, she didn't distinguish from the ears of wheat, and only asked, "How much did you fight?" ”

Mai Sui was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Sixty hits." ”

Xie Zhiyun nodded and said, "Go and open the door of the ancestral hall, I'll talk to him." ”

Mai Sui was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to let people open the door of the ancestral hall, and Xie Zhiyun entered the ancestral hall in such a bright and honest manner.

The Xie ancestral hall is tall and wide, and as soon as you enter, you can see a huge plaque above your head.

On the plaque, there are four characters in the book, which is the training of the Xie family.

Under the plaque is a curtain of green gauze tent, through which you can vaguely see the endless offering table behind it.

The Xie family has been standing for a hundred years, and the ancestors who have been worshiped have passed seven generations, and this ancestral hall has been renovated and covered several times, and finally became what it is today.

Mama Jia opened the green gauze tent and asked Xie Zhiyun to step in, but she herself stood at the door and didn't let anyone approach.

As soon as Xie Zhiyun entered, he saw the young man kneeling in front of the row of spiritual seats.

She ignored him, she went to the incense and saluted, and the rules and regulations were the same as the ancestors and ancestors, and then she straightened up.

"What, what's going on, and you have to ask Uncle Zhong to call me back?"

If something happened in the family, the head of the family and the young master quarreled and quarreled, Uncle Zhong would never go against Xie Yuan's will.

Since she was not called back by Xie Yuan, it was Xie Zhixing.

Xie Zhixing was beaten, the pain in his buttocks was unbearable, and he sat crookedly on his knees, not daring to press the sore spot.

As soon as Xie Zhiyun arrived, he naturally heard footsteps.

When his sister spoke, he was still crooked and kneeling on the side, without the demeanor of a son.

"Sister A has been married for a few months, and she only goes home once on the New Year's Day, and Wei's is only an hour and a half away from Xie's, and Sister Ah is happy and doesn't know how to worry about her relatives at home."

Xie Zhixing's voice was clear, with an immature young voice, but the words he said were quite sour, which made Xie Zhiyun, who had always been calm, pale.

"I'm a married girl, how often do I come home?"

Xie Zhixing was like a cocoon on the side, twisting around, and it took a long time to straighten up and look at Xie Zhiyun.

Seeing this, Xie Zhixing was amazed.

"I didn't look carefully during the New Year's Festival, and Sister Ah had an awkward relationship with her father again, but I see you at this moment, Sister Ah is different."

Xie Zhiyun swept his eyebrows lightly and glanced at him.

"How is it different?"

Xie Zhixing looked at her blankly, speechless for a long time, hesitated again and again, and only muttered: "I can't say it." ”

Xie Zhiyun sat on the futon, his back straight, and his posture was beautiful.

Her face sank like water, and she said lightly: "Say, what is the matter?" All chores are nonsense. ”

Xie Zhixing's eyes wandered, and the eyebrows of the young man who had a five- or six-point resemblance to Xie Zhiyun were written with obvious weakness.

"I went out to play some time ago, and I accidentally ran into some trouble and was rescued by a little beggar."

Xie Zhixing's voice is still childish: "His name is Xiao Ling, the same size as me, his parents and brothers are not at home, he lived in the temple in his early years, so he learned a Buddhist mind, and he has a bit of a Buddha heart." ”

"When I saw that he was pitiful, I brought him home, but I did not expect that he was very clever and could learn poetry and songs, so I thought that he would enter the family temple and pray for my father and you and me for my mother."

Xie Zhiyun's face sank suddenly.

"So, the affairs of the general affairs are all pretenses, and what you want to know is still the incident back then."

Xie Zhixing stopped talking.

Half an hour later, the clear boy's voice sounded again.

"Sister doesn't want to know?"