My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 80 Dingxi Hou Xue Xue
Dingxihou Mansion.

Eight guards with knives stood in front of the vermilion lacquered gate.

There were more guards in groups of five, constantly patrolling around the Hou Mansion.

Yang Jiu stepped forward slowly, clasped his fists and said, "Yang Jiu, who sews corpses in Xiadong Factory, has something important to see Lord Hou, please let me know."

The story of people who sewed corpses from the East Factory into the establishment was once widely circulated in the official circles of the Great Wei Dynasty.

But in the minds of many officials and soldiers, the sewers are doing low-level activities, and it is a big joke to let them into the establishment.

Most of these guards in the Dingxi Hou Mansion were warriors who followed Xue Xue in the north and south.

They fought desperately on the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend the country, and they were blessed by God every time they survived. In the end, the official salary was not as good as that of the corpse stitchers in Dongchang. Who the hell would be convinced?

"My lord, don't you look at what time it is now, Master Hou has already rested, come back at dawn." A guard looked contemptuous, but his tone was rather polite.

Yang Jiu said: "Not during the day, this matter can only be discussed at night."

"Then please hurry up tomorrow night." The guard was a little impatient.

Hou Ye has been fighting for years, and even if he returns to Chang'an, he still has to work day and night, rarely resting.

"My son is really a Marquis?" Xue Renzhan stood beside Yang Jiu, looking at the four big characters "Dingxi Marquis Mansion", tears glistened in his eyes.

Back then he was very content to be a general.

But if he hadn't died in battle early and continued to accumulate military exploits, he would be able to become a Marquis one day.

Yang Jiu said embarrassingly: "The Marquis of Dingxi is indeed called Xue Xue, but whether he is General Xue's son or not can only be known after meeting."

Xue Renzhan nodded, clasping his hands together, like a girl with a yellow flower at a night meeting, extremely nervous.

I wanted to find out Wei Zhongxian's token, but then I thought, this token is only for the convenience of him entering and exiting the Hall of Hell in the East Factory to sew the corpse. If Wei Zhongxian knows that he is holding the token to show off his power everywhere, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Yang Jiu said in a deep voice: "Then please ask Xue Xue if he wants to see his father."

"Bold." Those guards drew out their knives and rushed over to surround Yang Jiu.

As we all know, Lord Hou has always been brooding over his father's death, thinking that it was his own fault.

If he had been stronger back then, his father wouldn't have died.

In recent years, basically no one dared to mention this matter.

"Master Yang, it's really wrong for you to say that." Xue Renzhan was quite speechless.

Yang Jiu asked: "Then what should I say?"

"How about this, I'll show you some marksmanship tricks..." Xue Renzhan felt that the only one who could prove his identity was the Xue family gun.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Don't be so troublesome, it's up to me."

Those guards knew the official man on Yang Jiu's body. He was a Tianzi corpse stitcher from Dongchang, with a sixth-rank official residence.

They didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Is Master Xue's father Xue Renzhan? Has anyone among you seen Xue Renzhan?" Yang Jiu looked at the guards with a smile.

But it is a pity that these guards are very young and did not participate in the war more than ten years ago, so naturally they have never seen Xue Renzhan.

Seeing that all the guards were silent, Yang Jiu was not discouraged, she bit her finger, swayed her body, and tapped all the guards' brows instantly.

Those guards trembled violently, no one would have thought that a corpse stitcher would have such strong martial arts.

But the most frightening thing was that at this moment they saw that there was another person beside Yang Jiu.

That appearance, that body shape, could it be...

Although they have never met Xue Renzhan, they often go to the teahouse to listen to books. The storyteller likes to tell the story of Xue Renzhan's bloodshed in Guazhou City.

Isn't the storyteller's description of Xue Renzhan exactly like this?
"You you you... who are you?" A guard pointed a knife at Xue Renzhan and asked tremblingly.

Xue Renzhan looked surprised. He didn't expect that Yang Jiu just clicked on them casually, and they could see him, and said excitedly: "I am Xue Renzhan."

A group of guards looked at each other in blank dismay, and in a panic, they still sent one person to notify Xue Xue.

Although it was late at night, Xue Xue must have not fallen asleep.

A moment later, a handsome man wrapped in a thick robe strode out of the Hou Mansion, followed by dozens of soldiers.

Judging from the man's age, he was only in his early thirties, but he was Xue Xue, and he was able to become a Marquis at such a young age, all because of his outstanding military exploits.

Why don't men take Wu hook and charge Guanshan Fifth State.

Would you please go to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, what a scholar?
It is far more difficult for civil servants to be a marquis than for military generals to be a marquis.

But which of those military generals who were enshrined as marquises didn't climb out of the dead?

As soon as he is successful, Li He's official career is not going well, so he naturally sighs like this, but if he is really asked to bring a knife to the front line to fight, he may not survive a second.

Xue Xue glanced over, but only saw Yang Jiu, frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Don't be rude."

Even if the corpse stitchers in Dongchang were not included in the establishment, they were sharing the emperor's worries and protecting the safety of the people. Xue Xue's soldiers were most afraid of bullying the weak.

Pointing the saber at Yang Jiu's guards, she quickly sheathed the saber and retreated to one side.

"Xue'er..." Xue Renzhan stared blankly at Xue Xue with tears in his eyes.

Xue Xue walked down the steps, came to Yang Jiu, clasped his fists and said, "Master Yang, they are ignorant, please don't be surprised."

"Master Xue is serious. It is absolutely necessary for Kuiye to wake up Lord Hou." Yang Jiu cupped his fists in return.

Xue Xue looked around and asked, "Where is my father?"

Yang Jiu stretched out his finger.

Xue Renzhan's figure immediately appeared in Xue Xue's eyes.

Xue Xue trembled all over, fell to his knees with a thump, and burst into tears.

Xue Renzhan bent down and reached out to touch Xue Xue's face, but he couldn't.

The soldiers following Xue Xue naturally couldn't see Xue Renzhan's existence, and were shocked to see Xue Xue kneeling suddenly.

Only the eight guards guarding the gate knelt down and did not dare to make a sound.

"Xue'er, are you married yet?" Xue Renzhan knew that he didn't have much time, and he just wanted to know as much as possible about Aizi's situation.

Xue Xue shook his head lightly.

"No matter how important the state affairs are, you have to start a family." Xue Renzhan urged.

Xue Xue nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Father, it was all my fault back then..." The battle in Guazhou City was always a hurdle for Xue Xue to move over.

Xue Renzhan laughed and said: "If you stay, you will only die with your father, but if you leave, you will be able to resist powerful enemies and protect your family and country in the future. Tell me, should you stay and die, or live to protect Daddy?" Wei people?"

The parting back then was hasty, and there was no time to say many things.

"Mother..." Xue Xue choked up and couldn't speak.

After Xue Renzhan died in battle that year, Xue Xue returned home alone and told his mother the news, she left soon after she became ill.

After Xue Renzhan found out, he burst into tears again. He wanted to chat with Xue Xue for a while, but it was almost dawn, and a terrifying force was forcing him to leave.

"Xue'er, we must get married as soon as possible and give birth to a big fat grandson for parents." After speaking, Xue Renzhan turned and left.

Xue Xue got up and chased after him, but he didn't catch up.

After Xue Renzhan left, the "Book of Merit and Virtue" began to appear:
The host helped Xue Renzhan fulfill his last wish, and gained fifty points of merit. Currently, the remaining merit points are one hundred.

Fifty merit points?
Yang Jiu couldn't believe it, the previous accumulation was only [-] points, now it's [-] points more, it feels unreal.

"Master Yang, please come to the house for tea." Xue Xue woke up and decided to treat Yang Jiu well.

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