Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

Chapter 550 The Informer Back then
Tang Luoyu nodded playfully at the tip of his nose, "You'll be glib, tell me what you guys talked about earlier, how did you exhaust the high-spirited Mr. Xue?"

Hearing this, Xue Lince immediately put on a haggard and fragile appearance. He rubbed his temples, sat on the low stool beside Tang Luoyu, and sighed, "I'm really worried about my husband."

Tang Luoyu chuckled, supported his head, let him rest it on his lap, and then stretched out two fingers to rub his swollen eyebrows and temples.

"But brother has something to ask for?"

Her voice is gentle, and the strength of her hands is as gentle as water. The strength is just right, and her fingertips are slightly cool, which just neutralizes the scorching heat in Xue Lince's mind. He is like a cat whose fur has been smoothed. Eyes closed.

"I'm asking for something," he said slowly, "but I'm really hesitant about what he asked for."

After finishing speaking, he returned to silence and stopped talking. Tang Luoyu understood his thoughts, so naturally he didn't ask any more questions. He just massaged him slowly, kneading the swollen acupuncture points and pinching his stiff shoulders.

Candles were burning in the study, and the surroundings were surrounded by bright orange light. It was still hot, but the rear window was open. From time to time, a gust of cold wind blew in, which just happened to blow away the heat in the room.

The two were silent for a long time, Xue Lince suddenly opened his eyes, changed the subject, and asked slowly: "My lady, if the gunpowder I made killed many innocent civilians, will I go to the eighteenth floor of hell in the future?"

He intentionally blurred the worries in his heart and filtered out the sorrow with witty words.

Tang Luoyu's hands paused, and then her strength became lighter. She was delicate and talented, and she could guess Xue Lince's thoughts after listening to these ambiguous words.

"This gunpowder is not a person, it's just a dead thing. It's not good or bad. It's the person who uses it."

This conversation was extremely concise, but Xue Lince's heart suddenly opened up. His eyes against the blurred lights lit up, and then fell silent again.

After a while, he said again: "My lady is really smart, she can untie other people's knots with a few words."

Tang Luoyu patted his face lightly, "I'm not smart, I just can solve your knot."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Xue Lince straightened up and held Tang Luoyu's hand. Her palm was covered with calluses that could not be washed off, and there were large and small scars left. He felt distressed when he saw it, and said: "Last time Go south to rehabilitate, you have no duty to accompany me to go."

Tang Luoyu looked at him silently, then chuckled lightly, "Fool, if I don't go, I won't be able to understand what you said today, so why talk about unraveling?"

A hot current surged in Xue Lince's chest, and then he stood up and walked around behind Tang Luoyu, "Miss, it's hard work, now my husband will squeeze your shoulders for you."

"Just right," Tang Luoyu moved twice, and began to "order" him, "Here, it just so happens that my shoulders and waist hurt a little while sitting."

While rubbing her shoulders dutifully, Xue Lince echoed her words just now in his heart, and still planned to put the matter of gunpowder on hold for the time being.

Black powder is not as readily available as sticks on today's battlefield. Now that there is no oppression, he doesn't have to rush to develop it.

The night passed peacefully. In the middle of the night, there was dew in the courtyard, and the weather became cooler. Xue Tang and his wife looked at the moldy moon and speculated that tomorrow would be cloudy.

The next day was still early in the daylight, and there was still a gauze-like mist in the air. Xue Tang and his wife had already woken up. The sky was indeed gloomy. The sun had hidden somewhere, and thick gray clouds rolled with the strong wind. And moving, like the mist floating on the surface of boiling water, the sky is low, like it will rain at any time.

When the sky was brighter, Jing Shan came to visit. After a while, Ke Ran and Chai Jin also went out, and everyone gathered in the hall.

Before the buttocks were hot, everyone suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from the courtyard gate.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Cen Juzheng coming in with a panicked face. I don't know if it was the dark sky or he was anxious. His forehead was covered with sweat, his face was blue and gray, and his chest was heaving up and down rapidly. He saw Jing Shan and Xue Lince behind him. , he just relaxed half a minute.

"Cen has met Lord Xue and Lord Jing." Even in such an anxious situation, he did not forget to salute, "My lords, Cen has found the Gaomi man who slandered Xue's family for collaborating with the enemy and treason many years ago!"

Everyone was startled, Tang Luoyu's hands trembled, almost dropping the teacup on the ground.

"really?"

Chai Jin and Ke Ran spoke at the same time.

"It's absolutely true," Cen Ju's back was bent like a bow, his voice trembling slightly, "but...but..."

He hesitated, another layer of sweat appeared on his face, pattering down his cheeks, staining his collar in a dark color.

Seeing his faltering appearance, everyone was impatient. Xue Lince's fingers hanging on both sides of his body were suddenly clenched tightly, pulling out some deep folds in the hem of his clothes.

Although he came halfway through, this body can still remember the previous hatred, and the grievances over the years are finally beginning to emerge, and he feels that the cells of this body are shrinking with tension.

"What are you talking about?" Jing Shan frowned, with a rare seriousness on her face, "Quickly tell me!"

"Yes..." Cen Ju rolled his eyes uneasily, and his shoulders trembled slightly. Seeing this, everyone felt an ominous premonition in their hearts at the same time.

Sure enough, this person almost extinguished everyone's hope with the opening of his mouth.

"I found this man," Cen Ju straightened up, wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeve, "but this informer is already dead. When I found him, I only searched for his grave."

Everyone was startled and immediately lost. Ke Ran and Chai Jin exchanged helpless glances at each other. Only Tang Luoyu frowned, his mind spinning rapidly.

"Are you sure the informer is dead?"

Cen Ju and her have always been at odds, although he has vowed many times that he will not be disrespectful to her, but now when he hears her talk, his brows are cold and his eyes are a little impatient.

"How could this be fake?" He snorted disdainfully, "I saw his grave with my own eyes."

Tang Luoyu didn't take a step back, "Then you can see the inscription?"

"Of course I saw it, and I've confirmed it many times," Cen Ju replied hastily, "I checked the name and biography, and it's indeed the grave of the informer."

Tang Luoyu sneered when he heard the words, squinted his eyes, scanned everyone's expressions, and said word by word: "Then this person probably didn't die."

(End of this chapter)