"Ning Yan?" Xu Pingzhi was stunned.
Tears were still hanging on Li Ru's face, her happy expression solidified.
"Two days ago, Xu Qi'an shouted to see the governor in the prison, saying that there were important clues to report, and then the governor of the governor solved the case. According to the great law, you will be fine if you commit crimes and make meritorious deeds." The official said.
"Yes, is that so... .." Xu Pingzhi stammered. When Xu Qi'an was still the size of a kitten, he took him home and raised him. He didn't know what kind of person his nephew was
Xu Pingzhi suspected that the officials were lying, but he had no evidence.
It's that bastard's nephew... Li Ru Huarong paled.
Didn't the son clear the relationship and save the family? How could he be the unfortunate nephew? Isn't he in prison
With a lot of confusion, Xu Pingzhi led his wife and daughter out of the back door of the mansion, and saw Xu Qi'an who was combing his chicken coop hairstyle, anxiously waiting at the door.
The moment he saw his nephew, the doubts buried in his heart became irrelevant. The man from the martial arts background filled with warmth, his eyes were red, and he strode forward. He wanted to give his nephew a hug, but he felt hypocritical and could not let go. To save face, he patted him on the shoulder hard: "Ning Yan, you look good."
Almost didn't take Xu Qi'an and died on the spot.
"Second uncle, you are at the peak of Qi training, and we are one grade behind." Xu Qi'an said these words naturally, but he was not unfamiliar at all.
He was surprised by this harmony, and at the same time, he glanced over Uncle Xu's shoulder and looked at the three women behind him.
Hey, auntie, you also look so embarrassed today... This thought emerged uncontrollably.
The schadenfreude mood didn't last long, and was attracted by her sister's beauty.
The girl was wearing a loose prison uniform, her loose side hair was hanging down beside her classical and delicate face with melon seeds, and her nose was high and straight. At first glance, she had a three-dimensional feeling of a mixed-race beauty.
At this age, it is the most beautiful and pure years, and it combines the charm of people who can't take their eyes off.
Damn, I actually have such a beautiful and refined sister. Xu Qi'an was shocked.
In the original owner's memory, the appearance of the younger sister was very vague, probably because he didn't pay much attention. And because of my aunt, I hate the house and Wu a little bit.
Not very friendly to cousins.
Aware of her brother's burning gaze, Xu Lingyue timidly called out "Big Brother" and lowered her head a little shyly.
"Big brother!" Suddenly heard an 'Ow' sound.
Xu Lingyin was five years old, so small, ran over, stopped in front of Xu Qi'an, and looked up at him.
Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "If I don't have any candy for you, I just got out of prison myself."
It is worth mentioning that the original owner didn't like his cousin cousin, but he was not bad for this younger sister, because the appearance of the younger sister was finally not inherited from her mother.
"What is a prison cell?"
"It's where you sleep these days."
"What about the other brother, did he bring any candy?"
"He didn't come."
"Oh." Little Budian looked disappointed. The other brother in her mouth was Xu Xinnian, a compatriot, but she didn't know the difference between her cousin and her own brother.
This young girl is not very smart, she is a stupid child, this must be inherited from her mother... The original owner thought so.
In the end, he looked at his aunt Li Ru, a woman who had always shown her strength in front of Xu Qi'an, and probably never thought that one day she would need to humble herself to thank her unfortunate nephew.
The beautiful woman turned her head stiffly and reluctantly said, "Much, thank you Ningyan..."
At the right time, a vague memory appeared in Xu Qi'an's mind.
When his aunt was rushed to the small courtyard adjacent to Xu's house, Xu Qi'an was furious and swore to the sky: I, Xu Qi'an, will definitely succeed in the future, don't you regret it!
It feels embarrassing to think about it now, this is not the aunt's version of Mo bullying the poor!
Xu Qi'an now looks at the relationship between the original owner and the aunt from the objective point of view of a third party. In fact, it is not entirely the fault of this beautiful woman.
Xu Qi'an practiced martial arts and ate more than one hundred taels of silver every year, and this was equivalent to the savings of twenty or thirty years of ordinary people. Must be a loving family.
It's not surprising that Auntie is resentful, so Xu Qi'an said sincerely: "Auntie, don't rush to thank you, and say it again when you get home for dinner."
Li Ru immediately opened her big Kazlan eyes and glared at her unfortunate nephew.
Xu Pingzhi's scalp was numb, and he said solemnly, "Go home first!"
…
Xu Xinnian carried the wine jug and staggered back to the Xu residence, where he had lived for nineteen years. Now the gate is sealed and people go to the building empty, which is very desolate.
Xu New Year kicked the door open, stepped over the threshold, staggered a few steps in, and then turned back and closed the door.
Suicide by hanging a beam is not a glorious thing, and it is not the dignity that a scholar like him should have, so he cannot call the attention of the government.
Want a face.
He walked from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, as if he had walked through a long life.
At the age of three he was literate, at the age of five he recited poetry, and at the age of ten he was already familiar with the classics of the sages. At the age of fourteen, he entered Yunlu Academy to study. Eighteen-year-old Juren.
It's not too much to say that he is talented.
His intelligence, his extensive knowledge and knowledge, shaped his proud character.
In front of his family, he has always been proud, promising, beautiful, and the pillar of the Xu family in the future.
As a seven-footed man, I would rather die violently than live in humiliation.
Thinking of this, Xu Xinnian drank the jug in his hand and smashed it to the ground.
With a sense of alcohol, he rushed into the room, polished ink, picked up a pen, and wrote the most peak farewell poem in his life.
Xu Xinxin laughed three times, grabbed the rice paper, rushed out the door, took out the prepared hemp rope, and hung it on the ginkgo tree in the inner courtyard.
He was surprised that he was facing death, but he was not afraid at all, he just felt that he had never had the pleasure.
Suddenly, I understand that those arrogant and unruly Confucian scholars can only be proud of the world if they have nothing to fear.
Don't be afraid of death, there is nothing in the world to be afraid of.
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The capital is prosperous and is known as the best city in the world.
Xu Qi'an walked slowly through the lively ancient city, with cars like flowing water and horses like dragons, continuous shops on both sides, and banners and banners encouraged by the wind.
A poem can't help but come to mind: Yanliu painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are 100,000 families.
In fact, the capital is more prosperous than Qiantang in the poem. "Da Feng: Geography" records, "In the early years of Yuanjing, the population of Kyoto was more than 1.96 million."
Now is the 36th year of Yuanjing.
The population of the capital should have exceeded two million.
The Xu residence compound had three entrances and three exits, raising seven or eight maids and servants, but now the servants and maids have already been sent back, the door is locked, and the building is empty.
Auntie glanced at the plaque on the door, with mixed feelings: "I don't know what happened to Nian'er. He must be very worried about us. This child said before he was imprisoned that he would save us."
Walk in while talking.
The house price in the capital is expensive, and this three-entry compound costs 5,000 taels of silver at least. A down payment of 30% is 1,500 taels of silver... ah, why do I still think about housing prices when I arrive in another world
Xu Qi'an grinned.
Xu Pingzhi said with relief: "Nian'er has read the books of sages and sages, and is calm and reliable. He must be running for us at this time. When he comes back, give him a surprise."
Oops... Xu Qi'an's face changed, he knew that Xu New Year was going to seek short-sightedness.
In the eyes of the second uncle and aunt, Xu Erlang is determined, unsmiling, calm and reliable, and a persevering scholar.
"Hahaha, I promise the new year, I am a free-spirited person in life, and a rebellious ghost in death."
"Xu New Year is full of talent, but the way of heaven is unfair."
"If the sky does not give birth to me, I promise a new year, and the great honor is like a long night..."
Under the ginkgo tree, the scholar standing on the chair suddenly took off his hair crown and discarded it, shook his head vigorously, and his hair was disheveled.
He was reckless and arrogant, he was uninhibited, he put his head in the rope loop, so he saw his family members with stiff expressions and dull eyes.
I promise New Year to be unrestrained and love freedom.... Xu New Year is full of talents and the way of heaven is injustice.... I promise New Year's life without birth. One step late.