After about an hour, Yang Juyuan's screams were full of energy at the beginning, gradually became low, and finally became silent. After a while, Ruan Xingzhu slowly came out, with red eyes, obviously just cried, no I don't know if I am happy to avenge my vengeance or sad when paying homage to my husband.
Seeing the blood stains on her dress, Song Qingshu asked with concern: "Is Madam okay?"
Ruan Xingzhu shook his head, forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's that man's blood."
Song Qingshu shuddered, thinking that he must never provoke a woman, a woman's revenge is simply too cruel, Yang Juyuan may have been tortured no less than Ling Chi in it just now.
Ruan Xingzhu took out the oil barrel that had been prepared, poured it around the small hut, and then took out a torch and set the house on fire: "When someone notices the fire here, Yang Juyuan should be burned to ashes, and no one will know who died." It's him."
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "It's better for people to know his identity. Seeing him die tragically in front of his elder brother's grave like this may cause people to speculate that there is something strange about Zunfu's death."
Ruan Xingzhu shook his head: "No, it's easy for people to suspect me. In these extraordinary times, if the Yang family is in conflict, it will take a long time to judge the truth, and I don't have that much time. I need to take over as quickly and smoothly as possible. The Yang family, so Yang Juyuan's crimes cannot be announced, and he can only continue to maintain his reputation as a loyal minister."
"You are really loyal to Han Tuozhou, and you can't forget to do things for him at this moment." Song Qingshu naturally knew the purpose of her taking over the Yang family, most of which was to support Han Tuozhou, and hearing the unwillingness in her tone, he couldn't help feeling secretly No wonder Yang Juyuan was tortured like that just now, obviously she wanted to not ruin her reputation, so she could only vent her anger like that.
"Han has a great kindness to our family, and he can only repay it with death." Ruan Xingzhu sighed, as if it was her predetermined fate at this time.
"Let's go, now that the flames are so bright, someone will come to check it out soon." After speaking, Song Qingshu took her out of here.
After returning to the Mirror Lake, Ruan Xingzhu said to him: "I'm covered in blood, I need to go back to my room to take a bath and change clothes..."
Song Qingshu nodded and told her to leave. At this time, even when he heard about bathing, he didn't have any charming thoughts in his mind. After all, he had just returned from paying homage to her husband and was in extreme sadness. He was not a beast, so how could he touch anything else? idea.
"I don't know where Yingying is now." Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Song Qingshu thought to himself, no wonder the ancients wrote poems at every turn. There was no telephone, no video chatting, and the isolation between people was something that those people in the previous life could not understand at all. It is easy to be sentimental in the dead of night.
But soon he calmed down and began to think about his next itinerary. Originally, he planned to go to Sichuan with Ren Yingying to find out what happened to Linghu Chong. Now the matter of Linghu Chong is over, but Sichuan is in chaos. He is keenly aware that there are huge opportunities here.
It's a pity that he is not sure how to seize these opportunities. The main reason is that he has almost no power base here, which makes many of his plans impossible to implement.
"Forget it, now that these people in Sichuan are fighting with snipe and clam, I'll be a fisherman and sit on the wall to see if there will be any good opportunities in the future." Song Qingshu thought for a long time, and finally he could only order one that was not an option. Method.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "My lord, are you resting?"
"No." Hearing it was Ruan Xingzhu's voice, Song Qingshu was a little surprised, got up and opened the door, only to see the woman at the door wearing plain light-colored clothes, her oval face was as white as snow under the hazy moonlight, and the eyes under Chun Shan's black eyebrows Her face seemed to be shimmering like a layer of mist, with a smooth and straight bridge of nose, pink and seductive lips, a slender and fair neck, and her charming temperament revealed infinite charm from time to time.
Song Qingshu's heart fluttered, but he restrained his mood very well. After all, the other party is now wearing a white filial piety, so he really shouldn't have any other thoughts.
"Madam takes a bath quite quickly." Song Qingshu was telling the truth, in his impression that a woman's bath can't be finished within an hour or two.
Ruan Xingzhu smiled lightly: "Master, instead of inviting me in, he talked about bathing with his daughter's family, don't you think it's a bit frivolous?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, and smiled wryly: "It's my fault. There are not so many rules in our hometown, and I'm used to being open-mouthed." While talking, he turned sideways to invite her in. A wisp of fragrance, but this fragrance is not the smell of rouge powder, but the fresh and natural smell after bathing.
"Please, sir, close the door." Ruan Xingzhu put the wooden plate in his hand on the table, and took out several plates of delicate wine and dishes inside.
Song Qingshu felt strange, wondering if she was implying something
As if seeing his thoughts, Ruan Xingzhu sighed quietly: "Although we are beautiful, we can't stand people's fear. It's always a little bad to be seen in the son's room."
God is so beautiful, Song Qingshu secretly complained while closing the door, and all kinds of beauty on the river before the two of them arrived in Chengdu emerged in his mind. , thinking of her bereavement these days, it is naturally inconvenient for him to say anything.
"Young Master, in order to avenge me, I am lying in ambush for a whole day in the suburbs today, and I didn't eat much, so I specially asked Pei'er to prepare some food and wine." Ruan Xingzhu said in a waxy voice while placing the dishes, her voice was already delicate Like a young girl, speaking softly at this time is even more comfortable.
Ruan Xingzhu poured two glasses of wine, and slowly put them in front of Song Qingshu: "It's all up to you to get revenge for this big enmity!"
Song Qingshu noticed that the white wrist protruding from her sleeve seemed to be fairer than the filial piety dress on her body, and secretly admired that the women bred in the Jiangnan Water Village are really like water.
"Now that you are filial, wouldn't it be good to drink?" Song Qingshu hesitated.
Ruan Xingzhu smiled bitterly: "I know Zhen Zhongquan, and I definitely hope that I will toast you a glass of wine."
"Since that's the case, I won't be hypocritical." Song Qingshu clinked the glass with her lightly, drank the wine, but felt a little strange in his heart, thinking that if your husband knew about it, he probably wouldn't thank me...
Then Ruan Xingzhu poured another glass of water and made a toast: "Now Prime Minister Han's situation is in dire straits, and our Ruan family is also precarious. After today, we don't know what will happen tomorrow..."
Hearing the weakness and exhaustion in her tone, Song Qingshu replied: "Did Madam forget our agreement, you can join the Golden Snake Camp in the future, and I can provide shelter for your Ruan family."
Ruan Xingzhu shook his head slightly: "Of course I haven't forgotten, but who wants to change the family, if possible, I still hope that Prime Minister Han can tide over the difficulties."
The two chatted while drinking like this, and after a while Ruan Xingzhu's delicate and fair face gradually turned into an intoxicating blush, and an inexplicable look glowed in her beautiful star eyes: "I have something I want to ask the young master for help. "
"Although Madam said, as long as I can do it, I will do my best." Song Qingshu was also a little bit drunk, and the relationship between the two was a bit weird, as if they were enemies and friends, and they were like lovers and strangers for a while.
Ruan Xingzhu didn't immediately say what he was asking for, but just stared at him inexplicably: "Young master can definitely do this, and it can only be regarded as a little effort."
"Then there is no reason to refuse." Song Qingshu also became interested and looked at her curiously.
"Did you hear what Yang Juyuan scolded me at Zhenzhong's grave just now?" Ruan Xingzhu still didn't answer, but brought up the previous incident instead.
Song Qingshu didn't understand what she meant by mentioning this, subconsciously replied: "It's just the mad dog biting before it died, why should Madam take it to heart?"
Ruan Xingzhu shook his head slowly, and said in an inexplicable tone: "It's nothing more than what he said, I just ignored it, but one sentence he said hit my weakness."
"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her suspiciously.
"He said that he is the only one left in the Yang family now. If he is killed, the Yang family will lose their incense. Even if the eldest brother Quan Xia knows, he will not agree to kill him." Ruan Xingzhu turned pale when he said this, and directly poured a cup After finishing the wine, he continued, "He also said that I would be cursed by the ancestors of the Yang family because I cut off the incense of their Yang family." Take your own arms.
Song Qingshu took off his coat and put it on her body. He couldn't help frowning and said, "Why should Madam care about these crazy words? If the ancestors of the Yang family are really alive in heaven, why would they watch him kill their brothers and sisters-in-law?"
Ruan Xingzhu shook his head: "Sir, I don't understand the way of thinking of our big families. We don't discuss right and wrong in anything we do, but proceed from the interests of the family. As the saying goes, there are three ways to be unfilial and have no descendants, no matter how much Yang Juyuan does. Mistakes are not as serious as letting the Yang family lose their incense."
Song Qingshu nodded, the concept of clan in this world, the obsession with incense is indeed incomprehensible to later generations. You must know that in his era, giving birth to daughters was gradually more popular among young people than giving birth to sons, and he didn't care about future expenses. Or in terms of caring after adulthood, sons are far inferior to daughters.
"Actually, it's not impossible to solve this. The Yang family is such a big family, and there are always several distant relatives. Isn't it enough to find a suitable age to adopt?" Song Qingshu thought of an idea.
Ruan Xingzhu said: "How can it be so easy, the Yang family is small in number, and the other distant relatives don't know how many generations have passed, they are no longer from our lineage. What's more, I don't want to work hard The family business laid down is cheap for an outsider who has no blood relationship!"
Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "There is no other way..."
But Ruan Xingzhu suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way, just need the help of young master."
"What?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
Ruan Xingzhu stared at him blankly, bit his red lips after a long time, and said, "I want a child to inherit the incense of the Yang family." (https:)