Chapter 1706 Is Not a Solution

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After about an hour, Yang Juyuan's screams were full of anger at the beginning, and gradually became lower and lower, and finally became silent. After a while, Ruan Xingzhu slowly walked out, with red eyes, obviously he had just cried, no Knowing whether to avenge a great revenge or to feel sad when paying homage to her husband.

Seeing the bloodstains on her dress, Song Qingshu asked with concern, "Is Madam alright?"

Ruan Xingzhu shook his head and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's that person's blood."

Song Qingshu shuddered, thinking that she must not provoke a woman, it would be too cruel for a woman to take revenge, and Yang Juyuan might have been tortured as much as Ling Chi just now.

Ruan Xingzhu took out the oil drum that had been prepared and poured it around the small thatched hut, and then took out a fire stick and set the house on fire: "When someone notices the fire here, Yang Juyuan should have been burned to ashes, and no one knows that he 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 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, so I need to take over as quickly and smoothly as possible. Yang family, so we can't publish Yang Juyuan's crimes, we can only continue to maintain his reputation as a loyal minister."

"You are really loyal to Han Yuzhou, and you can't forget to do things for him at this time." Song Qingshu naturally knew that her purpose of taking over the Yang family was mostly to support Han Yuzhou. In addition, when she heard the unwillingness in the center of her tone, she couldn't help feeling secretly. It's no wonder that Yang Juyuan was tortured like that just now. Obviously, she thought that she couldn't let him be ruined, so she could only be so angry.

"Han has a great kindness to our family, and he can only repay it with death." Ruan Xingzhu sighed, as if she had a predetermined fate at this time.

"Let's go, now the fire is blazing into the sky, it is estimated that someone will come to check it soon." Song Qingshu took her out of here after saying that.

After returning to the Jinghu, Ruan Xingzhu said to him, "My concubine is covered in blood, and I need to go back to my room to bathe and change..."

Song Qingshu nodded and told her to leave. At this time, even when he heard about bathing, he didn't have any fancy thoughts in his heart. After all, he had just returned from paying homage to his husband, and he was in extreme sadness. idea.

"I don't know where Yingying is now." Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Song Qingshu thought to himself that it was no wonder that the ancients wrote poems or something at every turn. There was no telephone, no video chat, and the isolation between people was something those in the previous life could not understand Yes, it's easiest to be sentimental in the dead of night.

But soon he packed up his mood and began to think about his own itinerary. Originally, he planned to go to Sichuan with Ren Yingying to find out what happened to Linghu Chong. Now the Linghu Chong thing is over, but Sichuan is a mess. He was acutely aware of the enormous opportunity that lay here.

It's a pity that he is not sure how to seize these opportunities, mainly because he has almost no power foundation here, so many of his plans cannot be implemented.

"Forget it, now that these people in Sichuan are fighting with snipe and mussels, I will sit on the wall and watch as a fisherman for a while, and see if there will be any good opportunities in the future." Song Qingshu thought about it for a long time, but in the end it was not the way to order one. Method.

Just then there was a knock on the door: "Master, have you rested?"

"No." Hearing Ruan Xingzhu's voice, Song Qingshu was a little surprised, got up to open the door, and saw the woman at the door was dressed in plain light-colored clothes, her oval face was as white as snow under the hazy moonlight, and the eyes under Chunshan's dark eyebrows were astonished. The child seems to have a layer of mist-like waves, with a smooth and straight nose, pink and attractive lips, and a slender and fair neck. The charming temperament shows infinite charm from time to time.

Song Qingshu's heart swayed, but he restrained his mood very well. After all, the other party was wearing a white filial piety clothes, so he really shouldn't have any other thoughts.

"Madam's bathing is quite fast." Song Qingshu was telling the truth. In his impression, a woman's bathing could not be finished within an hour or two.

Ruan Xingzhu smiled lightly: "Young Master didn't invite me in, but instead discussed the bath with my daughter's house. Don't you feel a little frivolous?"

Song Qingshu was startled and smiled bitterly: "It's my fault, there aren't so many rules in our hometown, and I'm used to keeping my mouth shut." A wisp of fragrant wind, but this fragrance is not the smell of rouge gouache, but the fresh and natural smell after bathing.

"I beg your son to bring the door." Ruan Xingzhu put the wooden plate in his hand on the table, and took out several plates of delicate wine and vegetables.

Song Qingshu felt strange in her heart, wondering what she was implying?

As if seeing his thoughts, Ruan Xingzhu sighed softly: "Although we are beautiful, we can't hold back the fear of people. It's always a little bad to be seen in the son's room."

The gods are so beautiful and the moon is so beautiful, Song Qingshu secretly complained while closing the door. In his mind, all the charms of the two people on the river before they arrived in Chengdu came to mind. I wondered if you have any misunderstanding of this word, Madam, but I didn't mention it when I saw her. , Thinking of the pain of her husband's bereavement these days, it is naturally inconvenient for him to say anything.

"To avenge me today, the young master spent a day in ambush in the suburbs and didn't eat much, so I specially asked Pei'er to prepare some wine and vegetables." Ruan Xingzhu said glutinously as she placed the dishes, her voice was originally sweet . As tender as a girl, at this time, it is even more comfortable to listen to her softly.

Ruan Xingzhu poured two glasses of wine and slowly

It was presented to Song Qing's writing: "It's really up to the son to get revenge for this great revenge!"

Song Qingshu noticed that the thin wrist on her sleeve seemed to be whiter than the filial attire on her body, and she secretly praised that the women born in the Jiangnan Water Village were indeed like water.

"Now that you are filial piety, won't it be good to drink?" Song Qingshu hesitated.

Ruan Xingzhu smiled bitterly: "Zhen Zhongquan knows it, and I definitely want me to toast you with a glass of wine."

"Since that's the case, I won't be pretentious." Song Qingshu touched her glass gently and drank the wine, but he felt a little weird in his heart, thinking that if your husband knew about it, he probably wouldn't thank me...

Next, Ruan Xingzhu poured another glass of water and toasted it: "Now Prime Minister Han's situation is in danger, and our Ruan family is in a precarious situation. After today, we don't know what tomorrow will be like..."

Hearing the weakness and exhaustion in her tone, Song Qingshu replied: "Did Madam forget our agreement? You can take refuge in 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 didn't forget it, but who wants to change the court, if possible, I still hope that Prime Minister Han can tide over the difficulties."

The two chatted while drinking, and after a while, Ruan Xingzhu's delicate and fair face gradually turned an intoxicating blush, and the beautiful star eyes glowed with an inexplicable look: "There is something I want to ask your son to help with. "

"As long as I can do my best, Madam, I will try my best." Song Qingshu also felt a little drunk, and the relationship between the two was a bit strange, as if the enemy seemed to be a friend, sometimes a lover and a stranger.

Ruan Xingzhu didn't immediately say what he asked for, but just stared at him inexplicably: "Young master will definitely be able to do this, and it can only be regarded as an effort."

"Then there is no reason to refuse." Song Qingshu was also interested and looked at her curiously.

"Have you heard the words Yang Juyuan scolded me just now in front of Zhenzhong's grave?" Ruan Xingzhu still did not answer, but brought up the previous matter.

Song Qingshu didn't understand what she meant when she mentioned it, and subconsciously replied: "The mad dog's biting before he died, why should Madam take it to heart?"

Ruan Xingzhu slowly shook his head and said in an inexplicable tone: "It's nothing more than what he said, I just took it as a whisper, but he has a sentence that hit my weakness."

"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her suspiciously.

"He said that he is the only one left in the Yang family. If you kill him, the Yang family will break the incense. Even if the elder brother knows about it, he will not agree to kill him," Ruan Xingzhu said with a pale face. After drinking the wine, he continued, "He also said that I would be cursed by the ancestors of the Yang family, because I broke the incense of their Yang family." After speaking, there seemed to be a coldness, and he couldn't help but hug his hands. Hold your own arms.

Song Qingshu took off his jacket and draped it over her, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Why should these mad ladies care, if the ancestors of the Yang family really have a spirit in the sky, why would they watch him kill his brother and sister-in-law?"

Ruan Xingzhu shook his head: "Young master doesn't understand the way of thinking of our big family, we will not discuss right or wrong in anything we do, but proceed from the interests of the family. The wrong thing is not as serious as breaking the incense of the Yang family."

Song Qingshu nodded, this world clan concept, the obsession with incense is indeed incomprehensible to later generations. You must know that in his time, daughters were gradually more popular with young people than sons, regardless of the cost in the future. In the future, when it comes to adulthood, sons are far inferior to daughters.

"Actually, it's not impossible to solve this problem. With such a big family as the Yang family, there are always a few distant relatives. Why don't you just find someone of a suitable age to take over?" Song Qingshu thought of an idea.

Ruan Xingzhu said: "How can it be so easy, the Yang family is already thin, and the other distant relatives don't know how many generations have passed, and 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 bitterly and said, "There is no way out of this..."

Ruan Xingzhu suddenly said, "Actually, there is another way, you just need your son's help."

"What?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

Ruan Xingzhu stared at him blankly. After a long time, he bit his red lips and said, "I want a child to inherit the incense of the Yang family."

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