I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

The main entrance of the mansion is usually not open.

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With only one side door open, Yin Xuan felt that it was a bit cramped, and the lighting was not very good, blocking himself from the sun—although the direct sunlight from the shadow wall had nothing to do with the door.

But he felt that it would be better to open the door.

Yin Xuan squinted his eyes, enjoying the sun for a while, the people from the Wei family came over one after another. They were all middle-aged people in their early forties, and there were many old people who were old and had to be carried over.

Nearly 40 people came to the remaining seven rooms.

The persons in charge of Xiao Xiaoyao's house and the consort's house were taken away by Zhou Xiaosan as early as last night.

They come and stand with their hands tied.

Yin Xuan didn't speak, and they didn't speak either.

This dull atmosphere dragged on, Yin Xuan seemed to be asleep, quietly on the chair.

The group of people in the Wei family became more and more anxious.

A man raised his head and looked at an old man in the crowd, with some maliciousness in his eyes.

He thinks... this is a good opportunity.

Mr. Zhengyang is so defenseless now, shouldn't he take this opportunity to complete what they failed to do before?
The old man shook his head.

The opportunity is good, but the timing is wrong.

Duke Zhengyang came to the Wei family, and the door was still open. Although he was alone, everyone knew about his visit. If... Yin Xuan died here, how would the Wei family be cleared of the crime?

Li Shimin's revenge and Fengchao's revenge will swallow up the Wei family.

Men, women, young and old, even ancestral graves...

There will be no spark left in the Wei family.

And taking such a big risk, let the other aristocratic families enjoy the best benefits, why?It is what they pursue to make their family prosperous in this world, but... if they are not so sure, they will choose to pass it on in a safe and secure way.

As long as it can be passed on, everything else is trivial.

They felt guilty and had the most extreme patience with Yin Xuan.

As long as Yin Xuan doesn't speak, they can even stand here for a day.

Yin Xuan only slowly opened his eyes when the scorching sun made their skin ache slightly, and the sweat dripped down and wet the neckline and chest.

He looked around, glanced at these people, and smiled softly: "You guys are good at raising your energy, how can you stand for so long?"

An old man in the lead opened his mouth and replied with a forced smile: "Mr. Zhengyang is wrong, but...seeing Mr. Zhengyang resting, I can't bear to disturb you."

"Can't bear to disturb?" Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows and repeated these four words.

The old man paused and closed his mouth.

Yin Xuan smiled, and lightly tapped the armrest of the chair: "You really can't bear to be disturbed. Since you have such thoughts, how did you do...that kind of thing?"

that kind of thing...

The Wei family was even more afraid to speak.

They knew very well what "that kind of thing" Yin Xuan was referring to, and they knew even more why Yin Xuan came to their house to question them about this matter.

"Say it, why don't you talk anymore?" Yin Xuan exhaled with a gentle smile.

"Your Wei family is not a thousand-year-old family, so you can speak well?"

"Didn't there be a talent department this year..."

Speaking of this, Yin Xuan paused, sat up a little bit straighter, but his tone didn't change much, "Since you can't speak, let him talk about it?"

"I heard...he found Li Zhi, so he was able to speak well?"

This group of people still didn't spit out a single word from their mouths.

"If you are like this, it seems that I am bullying you?" Yin Xuan laughed, and picked up the red sandalwood stick that was placed on the corner of the chair.

It was a signal like a starting gun.

Many people could not help but take a step back, or their brows twitched uncontrollably.

"Duke Zhengyang..." the old man in charge spoke again, "This matter is indeed my Wei family's fault, but...the matter of assassinating your lord is indeed the idea of ​​those two families."

"If Lord Zhengyang wants any compensation, just ask."

"Money, treasures, land..."

When he said this, he felt a little unnatural, not only because he took the initiative to bow his head to a person much younger than himself, but also because of this way of speaking.

All his life... he had never said such a blunt thing.

In Yin Xuan's words, he had never spoken properly before, no matter what he said or what order he gave, he tried to be as tactful as possible.

In a word, I can't wait to use seven or eight allusions.

But...he knew Yin Xuan's temperament, and knew that this Duke Zhengyang didn't like this way of speaking—the Wei family was very clear about this aspect.

They may know Yin Xuan better than Yin Xuan himself.

after all…

Yin Xuan doesn't care about himself, whether he uses his right foot or left foot more when going out, and doesn't pay attention to whether he uses his left hand more or his right hand more when he rolls, or whether he pinches his left ear more or his right ear more.

But... although they know a lot, it doesn't mean they have a way to deal with Yin Xuan.

Their understanding of Yin Xuan is mostly limited to their living habits.

What Yin Xuan needs and wants...they couldn't find out.

He doesn't know what Yin Xuan wants, but... no matter what the price is, he is willing to pay, and he is willing to exchange the legs of the group of them intact.

All the legs of those in charge of the Wei family were broken, and the impact was too great.

A few human lives can be overwhelmed hastily.

But a broken leg... This is a lifetime event, and it cannot be concealed.

If the leg is broken, the Wei family will always be nailed to the pillar of shame of "humiliated" and "no family style", and the glory of the ancestors will be destroyed in their hands.

What a thousand-year-old family... It's just a family with a broken leg.

Such a title, how convincing is it, and how can it bring these rooms together.

This is no less than Kong Yingda leaving the Qufu Confucian family, disapproving of the Qufu Confucian family, and then the Chang'an Confucian family has completely overshadowed the old Confucian family.

The world already only recognizes Confucius in Chang'an as the orthodox descendant, but the Confucius family in Qufu...keeps a bunch of old things, doesn't know how to adapt, and is getting more and more rigid.

He didn't want the Wei family not to die because of the struggle, but because of a broken leg.

Yin Xuan sneered, and waved his hands: "What is there in your Wei family that is worthy, necessary, and qualified, and I have taken a fancy to it?"

The old man let out a sigh of relief: "There is always something Zhengyang wants."

His attitude is very firm, as long as Zhengyang speaks out, he will give anything, even if it is a few lives, even if it is his own life.

Yin Xuan said softly: "I just came from Li Tai's residence."

The old man's face suddenly changed, he was astonished, and looked at Yin Xuan's stick in disbelief, the blood that was not obvious and had completely dried up.

He originally thought that it was the blood of Li Daozong and the child from the eldest grandson's family, but Yin Xuan kept it as a deterrent instead of dealing with it.

He didn't expect...it turned out to be Li Tai's blood.