Luo nine needles

Chapter 97

Duchasi's visits have never been regular, they are like impermanence that ecstasy.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, sometimes during the day, sometimes when there is a wedding at home, of course, it can also appear when there is a funeral.

It is not uncommon for people to ransack their homes during birthday parties.

There was no more laughter in the women's flower hall, and it was full of low-key discussions.

"Don't worry, old lady." Someone comforted, "Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

Mrs. Zhai couldn't sit still anymore, and her granddaughter was too young to be frightened that she couldn't take care of herself. Now Mrs. Yang and her two daughters-in-law were supporting Mrs. Zhai.

Hearing the reassurance, several people smiled wryly in their hearts.

What misunderstanding?What else does the Duchasi do besides arresting people and ransacking their homes?

Could it be that he came to celebrate his birthday?
Miss Xiahou picked up the dropped box, and Lu Yizhi asked with her eyes. Miss Xiahou made a signal to light incense, and Lu Yizhi understood. Seeing that the servants and maids of the Zhai family were flustered, they brought the fire by themselves.

Miss Xiahou grinds the incense and lights it, and gently puts it behind Mrs. Zhai.

The third daughter-in-law who surrounded Mrs. Zhai noticed and turned to look at her.

"It can soothe the nerves." Miss Xia Hou said softly.

Mrs. Zhai squeezed out a smile and said softly, "Thank you."

Miss Xiahou knew that the family didn't want to talk now, so she didn't say any more and backed away.

"I'll go out and have a look." Lu Yizhi said softly.

Mrs. Xiahou and Miss Xiahou both nodded.

"Don't conflict with them." Mrs. Xiahou urged softly, "Report your teacher's name first."

Lu Yizhi responded yes.

What Mrs. Xiahou said moved the members of the Zhai family very much. Duchasi acted extremely domineeringly. Previously, the family had an accident and other people helped to intercede, but they were all taken away by Duchasi and his gang. After a few times, everyone could only protect yourself.

At this moment, more than half of the people in the hall must be regretting coming to the banquet today.

Sure enough, he is still a great Confucian, with an upright and magnanimous spirit, not afraid of ghosts and ghosts.

Just as Lu Yizhi walked to the door, another servant woman hurried in from outside.

"Old lady, old lady, sir," she gasped.

The old lady Zhai who was lying down suddenly sat up, her voice trembling: "What's wrong with the elder?"

Was taken away?Or was he killed on the spot?

"My lord, let me tell you, it's all right, it's not a big deal." The maid took a breath and continued, "Don't worry."

fine!

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

But Mrs. Zhai's heart is still on.

"It's not a big deal, what's a little thing?" she asked.

Even trivial matters can kill you if they fall into the hands of Duchasi.

The servant woman was flustered, she couldn't hear clearly, and she was a little confused.

"Look, look, birthday ceremony," she said.

The sound of gongs and drums in the garden and the tumbling players on the stage all disappeared.

The maidservants huddled together with terrified expressions, and many of them were secretly wiping away their tears.

If the house was ransacked, their servants would become official servants, and they would not know where they would be reduced.

Meng Chan held hands and closed his eyes to pray for blessings. Mrs. Yang is a married woman, but if something happened to the Zhai family, Mrs. Yang would not have a good life in her husband's house.

Aokiji was also very nervous and clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves.

Although she is not from the Zhai family, nor from the Yang family, but.
She couldn't help looking at Qixing quietly.

That's Duchasi.

There was even a crazy thought in his mind, Duchasi came to Zhai's house to arrest Miss, right?

There was a soft creak.

Qixing bit into a dried fruit.

The sound caused people around to look over, noticing the sight, Qixing put down the dried fruit in his hand.

"Miss." Aokiji asked with his eyes, "Are you all right?"

Qixing said, "I don't know, let's go and have a look."

Hey?Aokiji's eyes are wide open, can I see it?

After Qixing finished speaking, he lifted his foot and walked as expected.

Aokiji hurriedly followed.

"Ah Qi." Meng Chan whispered from behind, "Don't wander around."

Qixing nodded: "I know."

Having said that, she kept walking, and Aokiji followed closely behind, and the two went to the front yard.

Meng Chan didn't care about them anymore, just walk around, it's better to go out while the chaos is happening, if something really happens to the Zhai family, it will avoid being implicated.

Duchasi's soldiers and horses did not spread all over Zhai's mansion, so people kept walking around the house, most of them were servants, stiff and anxious, as if they were going to do something but didn't know what to do. The woman moved around, but no one paid attention.

But when they reached the outer courtyard, a group of Duchasi soldiers and guards stood around, blocking the way.

Qixing didn't rush in either, standing behind a group of servants and looking this way, he saw a sword erected across the black crowd at a glance.

Zhu Chuan moved his shoulders and raised the six-foot sword that was originally held horizontally, as if carrying a big banner.

The six-foot sword was higher than his shoulders, and against the backdrop of the black-and-gold silk robe, he looked down coldly at the people present.

Everyone knows that the Duchasi was beheaded on the spot without a verdict.

I don't know who will be beheaded by this sword today?

A wide chair was placed in front of the main hall, Huo Lian sat on it, looked down at her hands, seemed to be in a trance, until the elder of the Zhai family said: "Lord Huo, they are all here."

Huo Lian raised her head and looked at the large and small boxes and gift burdens lined up in the yard.

"Lord Zhai." He said, looking at Mr. Zhai, "It's just a coincidence that just now His Majesty told me that the past few years have been better, and the trend of extravagance has risen again. This is not going to work. I just happened to pass by your house. Let's take a look, I hope Master Zhai is commendable for his filial piety, but he must not forget his identity, and he must be clean as an official."

If you really want to talk about extravagance, your Huo Lian's house should be the first one to be confiscated. Mr. Zhai scolded in his heart, but his attitude was very respectful on the surface, and he even claimed: "All the birthday gifts received today are here, please have a look."

Huo Lian raised her chin as a gesture.

A Duchasi soldier took the ceremony book and began to read it, and as he read it, the other soldiers opened the boxes, baskets, and baggage to check one by one.

Except for the heavy chanting, the rattle of opening and rummaging through boxes, and the sound of breathing all around seems to have stopped.

Mr. Zhai lowered his eyes, as if he was listening to the gift list he was reading, but he didn't seem to be listening.

It's useless to listen to this. Whether the gift is expensive or not, whether it is considered extravagant, whether it is corruption or bribery, is not about these things at all, but about Huo Lian's words.

If he wants to kill the Zhai family, even if it is a straw, he can be convicted of greedy for food and destroying agriculture.

Looking at Huo Lian who was sitting opposite, she lowered her eyes and only focused on the patterns on her clothes, not paying attention to what she was thinking or what she was opening.

Whether it is life or death, we can only wait for God's will.

"Seven stars in Xucheng, Xizhou, a piece of walnut wood carving."

Beibei looked at the gift list and read.

The soldier here opened a small red cloth bag, which is very shabby compared to other gifts, and there is only a small wooden carving inside, and there is no painting. It looks inconspicuous, and the soldier is about to throw it away next to.

Holly raised her head.

"Wood carvings?" he said, "Let me have a look."

All eyes were focused on Bingwei's hands, and Mr. Zhai was also dumbfounded. He didn't hear clearly who gave it to him just now, but this gift is really a bit... shabby.

The size of a wooden fan is carved with a very common festive picture of birthday celebrations, a fairy mountain surrounded by clouds and mists, a smiling white-headed fairy holding a birthday peach, and a crane resting its head on its knees in front of it, as if acting like a baby.
This carving is indeed good, lifelike, but that's all, neither rare wood nor expensive lacquer painting.

Huo Lian looked at it seriously, and suddenly smiled at Zhu Chuan behind her, and asked, "Guess what it is?"

Zhu Chuan was holding the sword, and he was also looking at it. When he heard the question, he said, "It's a decoration."

His expression was somewhat disdainful.

So be it.

It is too shabby to say that it is a toy for children, and it is too shabby to celebrate a birthday.

Huo Lian smiled, her fine white teeth gleaming in the sunlight.

"Wrong," he said.

(End of this chapter)