Gu Qinghe's hands trembled, making the flames on the torch in his hand dance like a dance, casting a shadow on his face.
"Father, is it really going to be burned?" Gu Qinghe asked, unable to bear to look back at Old Man Gu who was sitting on the chair with a serious face.
"Burn," Mr. Gu said resolutely: "Our Gu family has inherited it for a hundred years. Even if it is turned into ashes, these things cannot fall into the hands of those thieves. Moreover, the Ling family is dominated by women, so they can do such outrageous things. How can I care about these books, I'm afraid I can't wait to burn them, rather than being burned by them, it's better to destroy them in our own hands!"
Looking at the four-storey library in front of him, Gu Qinghe's heart ached like a broken heart. The Gu family's accumulation of hundreds of years, there are many orphan copies in it, which one is not the painstaking efforts of the ancestors
"What are you waiting for! Burn it! Wen Rui, you go!" Mr. Gu shouted loudly.
Duan Wenrui stepped forward from one side, took the torch from Gu Qinghe and threw it towards the pile of firewood.
The torch stopped in the air, and a dozen men in black suddenly appeared in the open space in front of Tibet, and the torch was held in the hands of the leader.
"Mr. Gu, what you said is wrong. Not all the books in this building belong to your Gu family," the man had a smile on his lips, his star-like eyes were full of sarcasm, and said with a smile: "In the hundreds of years of the Gu family, how many families have been destroyed and their treasures have been robbed? For example, the scholar surnamed Chen in Osmanthus Alley, you ruined his family in order to get his only copy. You have forgotten all these things. Well?"
Old Master Gu's face suddenly turned pale, and he pointed at him and said, "Who are you? How dare you break into Gu's house! Drag me out!"
Raising his hand, the torch drew an arc in the air and fell into the pond on one side. As the man drew out his long sword, the other men in black also had their swords in their hands, and the bloodthirsty murderous intent spread in all directions.
"According to the order of the master and son, the Gu family's possession and the Ling family's acceptance. As for you, old man Gu, you can choose whether to live or die!" The bloody weapon pressed down on the members of the Gu family, and surrounded the Gu family together.
Mr. Gu's legs were a little weak, he pointed at the soldiers tremblingly, and then said to the man: "How dare you do this! My Gu family has a century-old family, how can I be in the same class as you and other rebels!"
He spoke with arrogance, but his voice trembled uncontrollably, making the man sneer, and said: "If that's the case, then it's as you wish, Gu family man, don't leave any one behind."
The silver-armored soldiers rushed forward one after another. Amidst the screams, Duan Wenrui pointed at the man and shouted, "Qi'er? Are you Qi'er? Are you my son Duan Qi?"
His cry made everyone stunned for a moment. The silver armored soldier pressed the blade on Duan Wenrui's neck, and then looked at Ying Shisan.
Mr. Gu also looked at the man in surprise, seeing the face that was 50% or 60% similar to Duan Wenrui, and said angrily: "You are that evil seed! You are indeed the seed of a lowly woman, and you dare to kill your father!"
"Master Duan, why did you come to recognize your relatives when you were about to die?" Ying Shisan's eyes became more murderous, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very amiable, and he said with a smile: "It's a pity, I'm not Duan Qi, and I'm more like you." It doesn't matter, want to use this trick to escape? Well, the Gu family will not keep anyone, regardless of gender! Capture everyone!"
The silver-armored soldier responded, and split half into the backyard.
Gu Qinghe's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "The crime is not as good as women and children! Isn't the Ling family known as the teacher of benevolence and righteousness? How is it different from the Qin teacher who killed innocent people like this?"
"Innocent?" Ying Shisan took a step forward and said: "Back then, Mrs. Duan had a good wife and young son, but she was favored by Miss Gu's family and forced Mrs. Duan to divorce his wife and kill her son. If this is the case, then Miss Gu is also innocent?"
"You really are Qi'er..." Duan Wenrui murmured in a low voice, and then rushed forward, and the soldier who was holding him down was stunned by Ying Shisan's words, and suddenly let him rush out, Just as he was about to step forward, Ying Shisan kicked Duan Wenrui, kicking him away, and then said coldly, "I've already said it, don't recognize relatives indiscriminately."
"You are a son of man! How can you be so unfilial!" Old Mrs. Gu shouted.
"Son of man? If you can recognize your relatives with just a word, old man Gu, shouldn't you go to General He for recognition?" Ying Shisan's voice was cold, with a penetrating chill: "Old man Gu, you The power of your Gu family, do you still have less things to do? If your son can’t do it, you just count on this door-to-door son-in-law. Even if you want to burn this possession, you want to burn it early. A reputation? Knowing the benevolence and righteousness of the Ling family, and cherishing books and classics even more, I thought that while waiting for the Ling family to stop it, I still want to keep a reputation. Why are you going to keep this reputation? Are you counting on Tang Wang to read it? Or An What does the king think? Hypocrite, you are talking about this kind of person, right?"
"Qi'er! No matter what, my blood is always flowing through you!" Duan Wenrui cried sadly. Qi'er was smart since she was a child, and he pointed out all the calculations of the old man. The Gu family might not be able to keep it, but, as her own father, could he really do it
"Duan Wenrui, when you killed your child, do you remember where you stabbed it? You cut off the child's blood vessel and let the child's blood flow dry, blood? Is there still that thing?" Ying Shisan smiled coldly. , and then said to Yan who was watching the play with his chin on his hands: "No one will be left alive!"
"It's easy to say!" Seeing Ying Shisan walking towards Tibet, Yan Yi raised his voice and replied, then gestured to the other men in black, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the man who got up and wanted to scream again. Duan Wenrui's chest.
Killing the father... Ying Shisan had a smile on his lips, no, not only killing the father, but also the mother who was remarried by Duan Wenrui as an aunt in the backyard. In order to win the trust of the Gu family, in front of the Miss Gu family and her mother, Duan Wenrui cut off the blood vessels on his own son's wrist with his own hands, and then handed him over to Miss Gu's family. If it wasn't for the people from the Red House who happened to pass by the Lumpy Graves, then, as Miss Gu's wish, the blood of the Duan family can only be Gu, Lived by the Gu family.
Killing one's father and one's mother is a great crime, a sin of going to hell...
so what? Anyway, I have already been in hell, Mr. Gu is considered a great Confucian, the Gu family has always had a good reputation among scholars, if the Gu family is allowed to survive, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble to the reputation of the Ling family in the future, not to mention, they recognize own.
Great Confucianism..., a scholarly family..., a century-old family..., except that the books on this floor are clean, how can there be a clean place in this Gu family
Hearing the screams outside, Ying Shisan slightly closed his eyes, and the sunlight came in through the window of the bookstore, making his long eyelashes cast fan-like shadows on his cheeks, trembling slightly, like a bird with broken wings. Like a butterfly.