Chu Xinian felt that his work no longer needed to be called "A Thousand Years of Marquisship" and that it might be more appropriate to change the name to "A Thousand Years of Infernal Affairs".
Chu Jiaoping didn't want to say more to avoid leaking secrets, but he was afraid that Chu Xinian didn't know the seriousness of the matter, so he explained: "The King of Jin has received the imperial order and will go to Shuofang to wipe out the rebels next month. It's urgent, but most of the soldiers are Xie Jingyuan's former subordinates. If they secretly harm us, it's unavoidable. If we can get the list, we can take precautions early."
The purpose of a counselor is to give advice and protect the lord from danger. If the lord dies, well... those who understand will understand, then he is definitely not a qualified counselor.
Chu Xinian raised his eyebrows slightly to show his understanding. He smiled and decided to trick his cheap brother first: "Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely find a way to steal the list."
If he refuses, Chu Jiaoping will not force him, but will definitely come up with another plan. Rather than turning a blind eye, it is better to keep it under his nose and find out the situation of King Jin.
This is how power struggles work in the court. Everyone makes their own moves, and whoever wins gets the upper hand. There is no such thing as being despicable or shameless. Xie Jingyuan's residence is really well guarded like an iron barrel, with no leaks. If there was no other way, Chu Jiaoping would not want to take the risk of pinning his hopes on his brother.
Before leaving, Chu Jiaoping suddenly remembered something and stopped, looking back at Chu Xinian: "Second brother..."
Chu Xinian subconsciously raised his head: "Brother, is there anything else you need to steal?"
"… "
Chu Jiaoping shook his head slightly: "Nothing, I just want to tell you to pay attention to your own safety. It would be great if you can get the list, but it doesn't matter if you can't."
After he finished speaking, he turned around with a solemn expression, pushed the door open and left, his steps heavy. It seemed that Chu Xinian was not going to the bridal chamber, but to a dangerous place.
Chu Xinian himself didn't care much and went to bed. Unfortunately, so many things happened in one day, and he obviously couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned for several hours without closing his eyes. In the second half of the night, he heard some noises in a daze, and felt that there was a person sitting next to his bed.
Chu Xinian closed his eyes and did not move, but in his heart he was alert, worried that someone was going to harm him.
However, the man just sat beside the bed and looked at Chu Xinian quietly, then reached out to tuck the quilt for him, touched the wound on his head, let out an inaudible sigh, and finally quietly left the room.
Chu Xinian quietly opened his eyes. The night was dim and he only felt that the man's back looked a bit like Mei.
The next morning, the carriage was ready outside the Quyang Marquis's mansion. Mei's maid was ordered to go outside the courtyard gate to see if Chu Xinian had woken up, but she saw that he was already dressed and looked ready to go at any time.
The maid was a little surprised, and knelt down to salute and said, "Second Master, the carriage is ready, please follow me."
Chu Xinian held a decorative folding fan in his hand. Although he couldn't use it in such a cold weather, he wanted to study the famous calligraphy and paintings on it. He looked around and didn't see Mei. "Where's mother?"
The maid said, "My dear, the Madam is dressing up now and will be here soon."
The guards outside the courtyard were probably afraid that Chu Xinian would run away again, so seven or eight of them followed him with swords in hand, guarding him closely. God knows how Chu Xinian, a young man who was drained of his body by alcohol and sex, escaped from the wedding last time. If he ran away again, these guards would lose face.
The servants even made a private bet yesterday, guessing how their second young master would be "sent" out of the mansion this morning. Would he cry for his parents or curse the heavens and the earth
Unfortunately, Chu Xinian only glanced at them and then looked away, heading out of the mansion. He was dressed in white and had a calm expression, so the servants almost mistook him for the eldest son, Chu Jiaoping.
Qu Yanghou had just returned from walking his bird early in the morning, holding a bird cage in his hand. When he saw Chu Xinian getting on the carriage, he quickly called out and chased after him: "Xi'er!"
"Huh?" Chu Xinian turned around when he heard the voice, only to see that it was his stepfather. He retracted his legs that were about to get into the car, "Dad, why are you here?"
Qu Yanghou stuffed the bird cage into the servant's hand, walked up to Chu Xinian, and asked in a low voice like a thief: "Xi'er, are you going to run away or not?"
Chu Xinian raised his eyebrows slightly: "What?"
Qu Yanghou rummaged in his sleeves and pulled out a stack of crumpled banknotes, which he quietly stuffed into Chu Xinian's hand: "Son, if you want to run, run quickly. Take these banknotes. I'll go and take care of your mother."
Chu Xinian glanced behind him and thought to himself that he was a model father: "Dad, where did you get these banknotes?"
Chu Xinian likes gambling, and his father is not that strong. In order to prevent the father and son from squandering all the money in the house, the financial power has always been in the hands of his wife Mei. The origin of so many banknotes is very suspicious.
Qu Yanghou: "Of course I saved it."
Chu Xinian: "Mom is not angry?"
Marquis Quyang snorted, "This entire mansion belongs to me. Who does your mother think she is? When has she ever had a say... Ouch! It hurts! Madam, let go!"
Before Marquis Quyang had finished showing off his power, Mei appeared behind him without him noticing. She twisted Marquis Quyang's ear with one hand and turned around with a sneer, "I thought you were gone, but you're here. It's just that you're not feeling well, so you should go back to your room and rest up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, servants immediately "helped" Qu Yanghou in by force, and he might not be able to get out for at least two or three days of confinement.
Seeing this, Chu Xinian hid the banknotes in his sleeves and called out "Mom".
Mei looked at him and said nothing, "Get in the car, don't miss the time."
Chu Xinian knew that they were going to the General's Mansion: "Father is not going?"
Mei said, "Given your father's personality, he might cause trouble if he goes there. He claims to be ill, so Lord Xie won't say anything."
The Quyang Marquis's mansion was indeed in decline, and now the entire mansion had to rely on a woman to support it. If no solution was found, the dynasty would change in the future, and the title would be reduced. I'm afraid it would not be able to escape the fate of decline after three generations.
There was a crisp sound of whip in the air, and the two-horse carriage began to move slowly. The wheels rolled heavily over the bluestone slabs. Because of the accumulated rain last night, some water splashed up, and the ground was covered with messy water marks.
Chu Xinian was a little dazed as he was about to meet the villain he had created.
He actually spent a lot of time and effort on the character of Xie Jingyuan, and his level of dedication was no less than that of the protagonist Chu Jiaoping. In a sense, the space he occupied was not much less than that of the protagonist.
It's true that it's hard to save him, even if he's sincere. As long as he's alive, he and the King of Jin will definitely end up fighting to the death.
unless…
Unless the prince ascends the throne...
Seeing Chu Xinian was quiet, Mei thought he was afraid. After all, he was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. Her heart ached, and she felt a little disappointed with him: "You are so timid like a quail. What are you afraid of? This marriage was granted by His Majesty. Can Xie Jingyuan kill you?!"
Chu Xinian thought it was hard to say, after all, the plot had already collapsed, but he said, "Mother is right."
As they were talking, they had already arrived at the General's Mansion. Chu Xinian got off the carriage and felt that a corner of the sky was gloomy, and the mansion in front of him was located exactly where the sun could not shine.
Four guards wearing black armor and wearing swords stood at the vermilion gate, looking icy. When they saw someone coming from Quyanghou Mansion, they turned around and went in to report. Not long after, an old butler with a kind face came out.
"Greetings to Madam Chu, and Mr. Chu. The general has been waiting in the main hall for a long time. Please follow me."
Just by listening to the voice, it was out of place in this cold and gloomy general's mansion. The other person had a naturally smiling face with wrinkles all over his face.
Mei pressed Chu Xinian's hand, signaling him not to make a sound. She followed the housekeeper in, smiling and saying, "Thank you for your help. I just found my good-for-nothing son yesterday. I was afraid that the general would worry, so I brought him here..."
He paused and said, "After all, we are married, so we should live together."
Chu Xinian did not say a word from beginning to end. The old housekeeper smiled and bowed, saying, "Mr. Chu is a lucky man, blessed by the Buddha. Yesterday, the general even sent the military department to look for him. Fortunately, he was found, so the general does not have to worry."
This housekeeper is also a clever guy. He knew that Mei was just making an excuse, but he still went along with it.
They passed through four or five archways, passed a garden, and walked along a corridor. When their legs were almost numb from walking, they finally arrived at the main hall.
Mei straightened her clothes and was about to go in, but she saw a man covered in blood being carried out from the main hall. His eyes were wide open and his eyeballs bulged out, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.
Seeing this, the old housekeeper skillfully dodged to the side, and then continued to lead the way as if nothing had happened. Mei was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her legs weakened and she almost fell to the ground. Chu Xinian quickly supported her and said with concern: "Mother?"
He felt something was wrong, frowned slightly, and glanced at the corpse inconspicuously.
Generally, rigor mortis will begin to appear about one to three hours after a person dies; after about twelve hours, rigor mortis will spread throughout the body.
The body was stiff and motionless, indicating that it had been dead for at least one night.
Black lips, purple nails, bleeding from all seven orifices, death from poisoning
There was a blue tattoo on the side of his face, indicating that he was a desperado who had been in prison. He was wearing a black nightgown, and he was definitely not a good guy. Could he be the unlucky guy who came to assassinate in the middle of the night last night and ended up dying at the hands of Xie Jingyuan
Chu Xinian had studied medicine for a few years before. In order to collect writing materials, he also stayed in a funeral home for a period of time. He saw corpses quite often, but he was not scared.
He opened his folding fan with a swish, blocked Mei's eyes, smiled, and whispered: "Mother, it's just a dead person, probably a servant who did something wrong, it's okay."
Anyone else who saw this scene would only think that Xie Jingyuan was killing innocent people indiscriminately, but Chu Xinian's words "he was just a servant who had done something wrong" lightly explained it away.
The old butler who was leading the way in front stopped in his tracks when he heard this and looked back at him.
Chu Xinian's reputation outside was in tatters, and he was just a drunkard and a womanizer. He ran away quickly on the wedding day, and I didn't even see him. But when I saw him today, it was not the same as the rumors.
Before Mei got married, she was the most beautiful woman in the capital, outshining all the other beauties. Chu Xinian inherited her good looks, graceful and handsome, with a radiant look, and a white shirt that was extraordinary. He was not panicked when he saw the corpse just now, which inevitably made people add a comment that he was steady and self-controlled.
He doesn't look like someone who would run away from marriage.
The old housekeeper smiled, and even the curve of his mouth did not change: "Mrs. Chu, I'm sorry, the rules in the mansion are strict, I scared you."
Mei clenched Chu Xinian's hand tightly when she heard this. Her lips trembled so much that she couldn't speak. She wanted to run away. Xie Jingyuan killed someone just after they entered the door. How could her stupid son survive if he stayed here
Even if Mei was concerned about her family, she couldn't watch her own son jump into the fire pit. She was now regretting that she shouldn't have agreed to this marriage under the persuasion of Concubine Mei. She had already made up her mind to go to the palace to find her for a solution.
Chu Xinian didn't know what Mei was thinking. He supported Mei and walked inside with the housekeeper. When he saw the man sitting on the high seat in the main hall, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.
It was early morning, the cold dew had not yet faded, and the chill was biting. Xie Jingyuan was seriously ill and could not stand the wind, so he wore a black wind cloak, which made his eyes look even more piercing and his face look even more like jade.
He had a silver mask on his right face, covering up the hideous scar. The other half of his face was flawless, forming a sharp contrast. Xie Jingyuan put a white handkerchief to his lips to suppress the cough coming from his lungs. His bony hands were so thin that even the bulging veins could be seen clearly.
He is like a sharp poison needle, dangerous and weak, contradictory and self-consistent.
The body wrapped in the cloak is still strong and robust, and one can vaguely see some of the shadow of him leading troops into battle in the past.
Xie Jingyuan is the most evil character created by Chu Xinian. Even the author finds it hard to imagine what he looks like. Now he has walked out of the book so vividly, which makes people feel that he is the most suitable.
Chu Xinian was watching intently: Is this the villain I wrote
Although the plot has been changed drastically, the characters have not changed.
The system reminded him: Host, the target villain has appeared.
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