Chapter 7: This sister is so pretty
"Ning Banquet?" Xu Pingzhi froze.
Li Ru's tears were still hanging on her face, her joyful expression frozen.
"Two days ago, Xu Qi'an clamored to see the Prefect inside the prison, saying that he had important clues to report, and then Lord Prefect solved the case. According to the law of Da Bong, you will naturally be fine after you have been convicted of a crime." The official said.
"Is, is that so ....." Xu Pingzhi stuttered, when Xu Qi'an was the size of a kitten, he had carried him home and raised him, what kind of person was his nephew, would he not be clear?
Xu Pingzhi suspected that the official was lying, but he had no evidence.
It is that rabbit nephew .... Li Ru lost her color.
Wasn t it the son who dredged up relations and saved the family, how could it be the unlucky nephew, wasn t he in jail.
With heavy confusion, Xu Pingzhi led his wife and daughter out of the back door of the government office and saw Xu Qi'an, who was combing his chicken nest hairstyle and anxiously waiting at the door.
The moment he saw his nephew, buried in the heart of the doubt rather unimportant, martial arts origin of the man's heart welled up warm currents, red eyes, stride forward, would like to give his nephew a hug, but also feel pretentious, can not let go of the face, hard a pat on his shoulders: "Ning Banquet, good look."
Almost didn't make Xu Qi'an die on the spot from the pat.
"Second uncle, you're at the peak of qi cultivation, we're one rank behind." Xu Qi'an naturally spoke these words, and was actually not rusty at all.
He was surprised at the rapport, and at the same time, swept over Second Uncle Xu's shoulder to look at the three women behind him.
Hey, aunt you also have today this wretched look .... This thought surfaced uncontrollably.
The gloating mood didn't last long, being attracted by his sister's face.
The young girl was wearing a loose prison uniform, loose sideburns hanging by the side of the classically exquisite melon face, high and straight agaric nose, at first glance, there are a few stereoscopic sense of mixed beauty.
Bias this age is the most pure and innocent years, mingled with the charm that makes people can not move their eyes.
Crikey, I actually have such a beautiful and elegant sister. Xu Qi'an was shocked.
In the original owner's memories, the appearance of her sister was very vague, probably not paying much attention. And because of her aunt, she was a bit of a hater.
Not very friendly to her cousins.
Noticing her elder brother's fiery gaze, Xu Ling Yue timidly shouted "big brother" and lowered her head a little shyly.
"Big brother!" Coldly, an 'ow' was heard.
Xu Lingyin was five years old, just that small, running over upside down, making a sharp brake in front of Xu Qi'an, tilting her head to look at him babblingly.
Xu Qi'an waved his hand, "No candy for you, I've only just gotten out of jail myself."
It's worth mentioning that the original owner doesn't like her cousins, but she's quite nice to this youngest sister, because the youngest sister's appearance is finally not inherited from her mother.
"What's a jail cell."
"It's where you sleep these days."
"What about the other brother, did he bring candy."
"He didn't come."
"Oh." Little Missy's disappointed expression, the other brother in her mouth was Xu Xinxin, who was a mother, but she didn't know the difference between a cousin and a real brother yet.
This youngest sister is not very smart, a stupid little child, this point is definitely inherited from her mother .... The original owner thought so.
Finally, he looked at his aunt Li Ru, the woman who had always flaunted her power in front of Xu Qi An, probably never thought in her life that she would need to lower her voice to thank her unlucky nephew one day.
The beautiful woman stiffly skimmed her head, reluctantly saying, "Much, much thanks to Ning Banquet ...."
In due course, a vague memory surfaced in Xu Qi'an's mind.
When he was first driven by his aunt to the adjacent small courtyard of Xu Mansion, Xu Qi'an was furious and swore to the heavens: I, Xu Qi'an, will surely excel in the future, don't you regret it!
Now that I think about it, I feel so embarrassed. This is not the aunt's version of "don't bully the young and poor"!
Xu Qi'an is now looking at the relationship between the original owner and his aunt from a third-party perspective, in fact, it is not all the fault of this beautiful woman.
Xu Qi'an practiced martial arts and ate more than a hundred taels of silver every year, and this, was equivalent to the savings of an ordinary family for twenty to thirty years. It also had to be an attentive family.
It was not surprising that the aunt had a grudge in her heart naturally, so Xu Qi'an said with a sincere attitude, "Auntie, don't be in a hurry to say thank you, wait until you go home and eat, then say it again."
Li Ru instantly widened her large Kazran eyes, glaring angrily at her unlucky nephew.
Xu Pingzhi's scalp tingled as he said in a deep voice, "Go home first!"
......
Xu New Year carried the wine jug and staggered back to the Xu Mansion, the home where he had lived for nineteen years, and now the gate was labeled with a seal, and the building was empty, which was very bleak.
Xu New Year kicked open the door, stepped over the threshold, staggering in a few steps, and then back to close the door.
Hanging himself from a beam is not something honorable, and more than that, it is not the decency that a scholar like him should have, so it can not call the attention of the government.
To face.
He walked from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, just like walking through a long life.
At the age of three, he could read and write, at the age of five, he memorized poetry, and at the age of ten, he was already familiar with the classics of the sages. At fourteen, he entered the Yunlu Academy to study. At eighteen years old, he was a scholar.
To say that he was gifted was not an overstatement.
His intelligence, his erudition, shaped his proud character.
He has always been proud in front of his family, is outstanding, is the scenery, is the future pillar of the Xu family.
As a seven-foot man, he would rather die a sensational death than live a humiliating life.
Thinking of this, Xu New Year drank the wine pot in his hand and shattered it on the ground.
With a wave of alcohol, he rushed into the room, sharpened his ink, put pen to paper, and wrote the most pinnacle farewell poem in his life.
Xu New Year laughed three times, tugged on the rice paper, grabbed the door, took out the prepared hemp rope, and hung from the ginkgo tree in the inner courtyard.
He was surprised that he was facing death, but he was not afraid at all, and he only felt that he had never felt so happy.
Suddenly some understanding of those unruly wild Confucianism, only the heart without fear, in order to do proud of the world.
Death is not afraid, what else in the world is worth fearing.
......
The capital is prosperous, known as the world's first good city.
Xu Qi'an walked slowly through the bustling old city, cars like flowing water, horses like dragons, stores on both sides of the continuous, the sign streamer cloth with the wind strongly inspired.
A poem came to mind: Smoke and willow bridges, windy curtains and green curtains, a hundred thousand homes in different parts of the city.
In fact, the capital was even more prosperous than the Qiantang in the poem. According to "Da Bong: Geography", "In the early years of Yuanjing, the population of Kyoto was more than 1,960,000."
It is now the 36th year of Yuanjing.
The population of the capital should have broken two million.
Xu Mansion compound three into three, raised seven or eight maids, servants, and now the servants and maids have long been demobilized, the door is locked, empty.
Aunt looked at the plaque on the gate, mixed feelings: "I do not know how the year child, he must be very worried about us, this child, before he went to prison said that he would definitely save us out."
While talking, he walked inside.
The capital's housing prices are expensive, this three-entry compound, at least five thousand taels of silver. Thirty percent down payment, that is one thousand five hundred taels of silver ..... Bah, why do I have to think about house prices when I'm in a different world?
Xu Qi'an grinned.
Xu Pingzhi said in relief, ''Nian'er is well read in holy books, calm and reliable, at this time, I think he must still be running around for us. When he returns, give him a surprise."
Oops .... Xu Qi'an's face changed, he was aware that Xu Xinnian was planning to kill himself.
In the eyes of his second uncle and aunt, Xu Erlang was strong-minded, unsmiling, calm and reliable, a resilient scholar.
"Hahahahaha, I, Xu New Year, was born a free man, and died an untamed ghost."
"Xu New Year, talented and brilliant, but the heavens are unjust."
"Heaven did not give birth to my Xu New Year, Da Feng Wan Gu like a long night ....."
Under the ginkgo tree, the scholar standing on the chair, suddenly took off his crown of hair and discarded it, shook his head vigorously and cloaked his hair.
He was wantonly impetuous, he was unrestrained, he set his head toward the rope loop, and then saw the family with a stiff expression and a dull gaze.
I Xu New Year a sound of unrestrained love of freedom .... Xu New Year is talented and heaven is not fair .... Heaven does not give birth to me Xu New Year, Dafeng Wan Gu as long as the night .... Xu New Year looked at the unexpected return of his family and felt that he still died a step late.
