Wu Yu

Zhou Xi didn't raise his head, but he heard Chong Lu's unrecognizable voice: "Zhou Xi, what do you think of the Xie family?"

Zhou Xi was taken aback, but his face did not reveal the landscape, and he said with a serious look: "The servant is dull, but Xie Prime Minister is also considered his duty these years. If he is loyal to His Majesty, he is a useful person."

Chong Lu didn't speak for a while, the hall could hear the sound of falling needles, Zhou Xi lowered his head, not sure what he meant, sweat slid down his temples, His Majesty didn't open his mouth, and others didn't dare to say anything.

After an unknown amount of time, Chong Lu snorted from his nasal cavity and sneered: "It's up to him whether he is loyal or not, I have the final say in this world!"

Only then did Zhou Xi heave a sigh of relief.

Now that Lin Cheng holds most of the military power, who doesn't know that the Lin family belongs to him?As the saying goes, civil servants and military generals, if the Xie family also expressed their attitude, the chair that was re-killed would be safe and secure.

Zhong Lu naturally thought so too, he raised the corner of his mouth and asked in a cheerful mood: "How are the preparations for the palace banquet?"

Zhou Xi bent down and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Chong Lu nodded: "Tomorrow, Master Dengji will be brought to live in the palace for a short stay. I want to discuss the matter of Fanzhen with the national teacher."

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Early the next morning, the servants of the Xie Mansion hurried to find Xie Lingyu. He was drinking tea and chatting with Meng Yi. The frightened horse was ... trampled to death, what do you think should be done?"

Xie and Meng looked at each other blankly, Xie Lingyu's face changed, and he jumped up, the eagerness and resentment on his face did not seem to be fake, and he said angrily: "What? Such a thing happened! Why is that horse? No one is guarding, but who is the master?"

The servant hesitated and couldn't say anything, obviously rushed to report the news when he got the news.

Seeing that the servant was obedient and speechless, Meng Yi immediately dragged Xie Lingyu away: "I don't think he knows, you and I should go to the scene quickly and have a look."

Xie Lingyu frowned and nodded, not forgetting to tell the servants: "Go and prepare for the funeral."

The servant responded, not daring to delay and trotted away all the way.

Before reaching the door, Meng Yi said in a low voice, "Yunlou is so talented, it scares me."

Xie Lingyu looked sideways and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Ziyue should save some effort, and you will sing it later."

Not to mention, they are quite busy today.

After crying for the funeral at one end, the other end will go to the Meng Mansion to set up a stage to sing an opera. I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle.

The two quickly came to the market, followed by a group of servants, and saw people forming a circle from a distance, Xie Lingyu frowned slightly, and walked ahead quickly, the servant trotted to keep up, yelling: "Let me go!" ...Hey everyone, give way..."

The common people turned their heads and saw the people who came to get out of the way consciously, pointing at the tragic death.

Xie Lingyu lifted his robe all at once, ignoring the mangled limbs, squatting down to check his breath, Meng Yi asked eagerly, "How is it?"

"It's hopeless." Xie Lingyu shook his head, his eyes dimmed. He touched the peddler's cold body and sighed, "The body is already cold."

The people didn't know when their voices became quieter, and they all watched his movements.Xie Lingyu got up and took off his robe without hesitation, and covered the peddler's body with the moon-white brocade robe, wearing a middle coat himself, which was indecent, but it was unwittingly weird to ask him to do it. Xie Lingyu ordered his servants to take away the peddler's body so that he could bury it.

He cupped his hands around himself, and raised his voice: "Xie made a mistake in this matter, which shocked all the fathers and fellow villagers, and I hope you will forgive me."

The common people had different expressions, stepped back one after another, and waved their hands again and again.

In fact, everyone knows that Ma'er was frightened, Mr. Xie is now thinking of love and burying a good life, it is already the best of benevolence, why is there a mistake?In recent years, who doesn't know the good name of Mr. Xie's family, he is handsome and handsome at a young age, a noble son with both talent and appearance.

The common people saw him being so polite, and they didn't despise them as ordinary people, and they liked them even more. Some bold ones comforted Xie Lingyu, Xie Lingyu returned a wry smile and thanked them.

After the two left, the crowd slowly dispersed. When they returned home, they told their relatives, friends, and neighbors about the incident.

The protagonist who was being discussed hurried back to the house and changed his clothes.

For the first time, Meng Yi went directly back to the Meng Mansion, chatting with his hypocritical father, acting like a loving father and filial son.

It's just that this seemingly calm appearance didn't last long. When the two of them finally sat on the same table for about half a stick of incense, a servant ran in in a panic, hesitating for a long time, but he couldn't let go. Loud fart.

Seeing this, Prime Minister Meng felt a thump in his heart, and said more and more impatiently: "What's the matter, what does it look like in a panic!"

The servant looked at Meng Yi, then at Prime Minister Meng, and said with a sad face, "This... this..."

How can this be said?

Said that the concubine you raised outside flaunted their might and beat you up to ask for an explanation?

When Prime Minister Meng saw this posture, the corners of his mouth dropped, his heart broke.

Seeing the distressed faces of the two of them, Meng Yi blinked his eyes as if he was blind, the smile on his mouth faded, and he said expressionlessly: "It turns out that there are things that children can't listen to. If that's the case, you can do whatever you want."

Speaking of him standing up, Prime Minister Meng wanted to stop him, but at this moment a sharp voice came from a distance, and said aggressively: "Meng Shu, where are you going to put my orphan and widow? You don't know The third son is fine, but you actually have someone else outside, why, do you still want that little bitch to give birth to a son for you!"

This woman is menacing, but she is somewhat pretty, but unfortunately she is too shrewd and less feminine.

The servants at the back didn't dare to touch them, they just begged from behind: "Ma'am...you can't come in right now, ma'am..."

The woman turned a deaf ear and walked quickly with her eyes wide open.

When Prime Minister Meng saw it, he felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head. It would be like a splitting headache. He didn't dare to look at the expression of his son beside him, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Meng Yi paused, and stood there without saying a word, his cold gaze resting on Prime Minister Meng, which was a silent danger.

When the woman saw him, her momentum weakened by two points, she quickly glared again, and said angrily, "Meng Shu, what do you think of that bitch in the west of the city? He even flaunted his might to me. Who gave you the courage? I think it was given by your Meng Shu!"

Prime Minister Meng lost the feeling of pity in the past, and now his face was sinking like water, with a warning in his eyes: "Li Sumei, don't go too far!"

The woman widened her eyes and roared, "Too much, I'm too much?!"

"My mother gave birth to two sons for you, without even a title! Who is to blame?" She glared at Meng Yi fiercely, and spat at him, "If it wasn't for this little bastard, my poor child Will there be no identity?"

Meng Yi clenched his fists, with a storm brewing in his eyes, and said softly, "Ma'am?"

He asked word by word: "Which kind of wife are you? The wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion is buried in the mausoleum now. That is my mother, the first lady of the Qi Mansion, and the official wife that my father, Ming Media, is marrying back!"

Meng Yi stared at the woman, and asked again: "What are you, you dare to act presumptuously in front of me!"

The atmosphere froze in an instant, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

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Thank you, Prime Minister's House.

Xie Lingyu changed her clothes, fed the koi in the backyard, waiting for Meng Yi's news, and suddenly heard the servant shouting in a panic: "Young master, young master!"

"What's the matter?" He turned around and asked suspiciously.

The servant was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he didn't care about Chao Yue, so he grabbed Xie Lingyu's sleeve and left: "It's not good, the big thing is bad...Mr. "

Xie Lingyu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he quickly shook off him, and ran out of Xie's mansion all the way, heading straight for Meng's mansion, without even paying attention to the carriage that was prepared.

Seeing that it was him, the servants of the Meng Mansion didn't stop him, and enthusiastically showed him the way. Obviously, they couldn't keep their attention. Xie Lingyu thanked him, and ran towards that place quickly.

Before the others arrived, a woman's heart-piercing screams were heard from a distance, and the servants shouted in disorder. Xie Lingyu's heart trembled. Even though he knew that Meng Yi was acting, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

He stepped into the threshold and saw Meng Yi watching with cold eyes. Meng Shu slapped the woman to the ground. The woman was not a fuel-efficient lamp. She immediately got up and screamed while scratching Prime Minister Meng's face. The servants stopped in a hurry.

What a mess.

Xie Lingyu frowned, walked over and pulled Meng Yi aside, and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Meng Yi shook his head silently. Xie Lingyu looked uncomfortable. How could he not know that his brother, who usually doesn't care about anything, has shown such an expression.

Although it was Meng Yi who voluntarily killed his relatives, but at the end of the play, he was already a person in that play. Looking at the people in this play who didn't wear makeup, they were more colorful than anything else.

Xie Lingyu was speechless, hugged him tightly, and gritted his teeth while suppressing his voice, "Ziyue, don't bow your head."

Xie Lingyu felt the wetness on his shoulders, the tip of his nose was sour, and his throat was choked with pain. They heard abuse and heart-piercing screams, and he said: "Zi Yue, you can't bow your head, give me your head!" Lift it up, only you can hold your head up here!"

"You are Aunt Qi's child and the eldest son of the Meng family. You did nothing wrong. Please watch them look embarrassed and don't cry!"

Xie Lingyu pulled Meng Yi up violently, revealing his red eyes, and he couldn't help but look red. He looked directly at Meng Yi's sad eyes, and said word by word: "You are my thank you!" Ling Yu's brother, Xie Mansion is your home, my father is your father, you have a family... Do you understand?"

Speaking of recently, his voice was a little trembling, Meng Yi's lips trembled, he wiped his face for a long time, and replied vaguely: "Mmm..."

He closed his eyes, and his mother's soft face appeared in front of his eyes. The face of the daughter of the Qi family was weak but extremely resilient.

The censor, Mr. Qi, taught his children well, and his daughter was also extremely talented back then. She wrote brilliantly in ink and ink, which attracted the admiration and admiration of many children, but for a while, she fell in love with something like Meng Shu. Since then, she has lived in seclusion and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Meng Yi's character Ziyue was given to him by his mother. He always remembered the meaning, and his mother's gentle voice seemed to sound in his ears, "Jizi Longwen, who is superior to others, how about Yier's name Ziyue in the future?"

"Jizi Longwen, superior to others..." He muttered to himself.

Meng Yi opened his eyes, and there was constant abuse in his ears. He smiled bitterly and said, "But I have been dull since I was a child, and I am not as smart as my mother. How can I talk about being superior? Now people are clamoring to come to the door of the house..."

He paused, clenched his fists, and there was fierceness in his eyes: "It really sent me the opportunity for revenge!"

Seeing this, Xie Lingyu heaved a sigh of relief, patted him on the shoulder, and his heart was mostly relieved.

Meng Yi turned around with a cold face, and said indifferently: "Is there enough trouble?"

These words were very indifferent and had no weight, but they really calmed down a few people.