My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 10 Our Wishes
The last remaining candlelight of the lantern.

The cleanup around the courtyard of the Su Mansion was coming to an end. The place surrounded by green pavilions and waterside pavilions was in a mess, with bloodstains everywhere. The corpses of assassins and government soldiers were stretched out. Soldiers from the Ding'an Army walked among them with knives to inspect each corpse, and found that there were still The assassin stabbed him again while he was still breathing, then cut off his head and hung it on his waist.

Occasionally, sporadic sounds of fighting came from the corner. The soldiers who heard the sounds nearby excitedly called their companions to rush over there to help.

Thirteen stepped over a headless assassin corpse, inspected the charred body on the ground, touched her neck with his fingers, and clicked his tongue twice.

"She is so anxious and yet she is still breathing. She is really a powerful woman."

Immediately, he turned back and shouted to the other side of the collapsed courtyard wall: "Third Young Master, he is still alive."

When the voice fell, Shisan grabbed the woman's feet and dragged them on the ground. He pulled over a piece of broken bricks and tiles. He stopped in front of the eaves on the other side. Su Chen lowered his eyes slightly and took a look at the clothes and skin. The charred woman tilted her head towards Thirteen and motioned to be taken to a wing next door.

"I will interrogate myself."

Su Chen's current demeanor really shocked Su Yong and the others speechlessly. After Shisan dragged the woman away, Su Yong suppressed his shocked mood, walked out of the room and came to Su Chen's side. He was the prince, even though they were both They are brothers, but they cannot be outdone in terms of momentum.

"The thief has been eliminated tonight. All officers and men of the Ding'an Army, please take the corpses of the thief outside and hand them over to the Ding'an Prefect for identification and burial!"

However, the surrounding Ding'an soldiers standing motionless in a pool of blood with their heads raised and swords drawn, made Su Yong look stunned, and then became embarrassed.

"Brother, let me come!"

Su Chen took a step forward with his hands behind his back and shouted loudly: "Where is the Ding'an Army!"

There was a sudden loud shout, and the surrounding sergeants all shouted, "Here we are!" as if they had been given a shot of blood.

"Collect the corpses of the thieves and hand them over to the Yin of Ding'an Prefecture. Bring your achievements and prepare them back to the camp. Hand them over to the meritorious officer. Tomorrow, let the commander of the camp come to my place to carry the silver reward back. Remember to bring more people!"

This last sentence of 'bring more people' made all the soldiers laugh, but then they looked solemn, and each person picked up a corpse and began to carry it outside the house.

Su Chen turned around, looked at his brother Su Yong and laughed: "Today I seized power and killed Duan Hong, which shocked these arrogant and powerful generals. Brother, you should know. They only fear fierce people, not because of me." How to stand out!”

Yin Suhuan at the door was also worried that her husband would be too preoccupied, and wanted to open her mouth to help, but in the end she kept her mouth shut. If she opened her mouth and couldn't speak, she would make a mess.

"Third brother, do you think that as a brother, you will think too much?" Su Yong tapped Su Chen's arm with his fist, leaned closer, and whispered: "As a brother, I would like to have a person who can lead troops in the family. Where did you find people like you?"

He motioned to the three Zhang Jiao brothers who were still there.

"Brother, I just saw lightning and thunder outside the window..."

"A capable person will know one or two special skills." In fact, Su Chen was very surprised. This horn is probably a cultivator. He can catch lightning with his bare hands. How can those with strong martial arts skills do this?
But it was not easy to talk much here at the moment. After Zhu Gongdao was taken down to bandage and heal his injuries, he handed over the affairs of the house to his brother, and he took Brother Zhang Jiao to the nearby wing.

Thirteen leaned on his sword and stood straight, guarding the charred woman on the ground. When he saw Su Chen coming in, he put away his sword and stepped aside.

"Third Young Master, I saw how badly she was injured. I was afraid that I would be speechless, so I gave her some medicine."

Su Chen gave a soft 'hmm', walked to the woman and knelt down, took out a handkerchief and wrapped it up, then turned the woman's face over. Most of the originally handsome face had charred and cracked skin, and it could be seen that it was cooked. flesh and blood.

"You're not dead even after this. It seems that she is at the level of martial arts of level five or above." Su Chen slapped her on the head a few times. Perhaps it was too painful. The woman slowly woke up and moaned in pain.

After a moment, Su Chen's voice sounded.

"If you don't want to die, tell me who wants to kill everyone in my Su family. Don't say it's you, a fifth-grade master or above who doesn't like my family."

One of the woman's eyes was disabled, and the other was half-closed, looking at the wall blankly.

"Actually, you are quite beautiful, but you have never thought about another kind of life? For example, getting married and having children, men farming and women weaving, finding a husband who is as fulfilling as you want, and having a sweet and sour love affair."

Su Chen said casually.

"Such a beautiful woman has never experienced anything. She only knew how to kill and then died. What a pity... Just tell me what you want to know, and I will try my best to find someone to cure you, and then help you go to another place anonymously. kind of life." The woman's eye moved and she looked at Su Chen in front of her. The corners of her black mouth twisted, and a hoarse voice came out.

"Haha...I am a man."

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, and everyone else in the room, such as Brother Zhang Jiao and Thirteen, were also stunned.

"...What the Third Young Master said...haha...I'm not interested at all!"

Su Chen's smile faded, he stood up and raised his hand towards Thirteen, and simply said: "Kill him." Then he turned around and faced the wall, and then heard Thirteen's sword edge falling, chopping open the flesh, neck and neck. The sound of bones.

"Go to my room and bring some Huahua Dew and apply it on him." Su Chen looked back at the decapitated body, turned around and walked towards the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped, "By the way, Gang Leader Chen is sending Did you raise my bird to death?"

"Back to Third Young Master, this...that's not true. I just made the grandma who cleans the yard gain a lot of weight."

"Can you still fly?"

"Should be able to fly."

"Okay, just do what I just said. Then hang the body on the tower and find someone to keep an eye on it." Su Chen thought for a while, "Let that Li Wenghu do it. He has good footwork and good eyesight."

"Yes!"

After giving these instructions, Su Chen handed over his hands and invited Zhang Jiao brothers, who had been silent, to go back to the south wing of the backyard with them. They passed through the Crescent Moon Gate. The smell of incense and candles made the three Zhang Jiao brothers' eyes light up.
"Third Young Master set up a Taoist temple here?"

"Great wise master, as well as the earthly and human beings, follow me in and you will know." Su Chen led the three people to turn in the direction. When passing by the flower garden, he looked stunned for a moment. In his field of vision, Han Emperor Liu Xie was squatting in the flower garden. , dressed simply, carrying a basket on his back and hoeing weeds with a small hoe.

Suddenly thinking of the relationship between Liu Xie and Zhang Jiao, he was about to turn around and go back, but Zhang Jiao laughed and said, "Third Young Master, you don't have to think too much. Your Majesty was still young when I started the incident. What does it have to do with him? Everything has passed." , we are already dead, why do we have so much hatred left here?"

Over there, Liu Xie put down his small hoe and started laughing.

"What the great sage and wise master said is correct. It has already happened in the past. Why mention it again? It was difficult for the people to survive at that time. If it were the case, I would be willing to follow the Yellow Turbans to revolt. At least I can have something to eat."

"Your Majesty!" Zhang Jiao looked at the old man who also had gray beard and hair. Even though he was much older than him, he still stepped forward and saluted. Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang looked at each other. Although they were a little unhappy, they still followed their elder brother's example. He surrendered to Liu Xie.

Su Chen stood aside, like an outsider, watching the two old men reminiscing about the past, especially when they talked about the last things. After hearing that after his death, the yellow scarf rotted away and finally died, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but sigh.

"You two should go in and talk."

To outsiders, Zhang Jiao was actually talking to the air alone.Su Chen dismissed the servants and maids who were passing by, and led Zhang Jiao and Liu Xie into the ancestral hall. At a glance, the great virtuous teacher fell silent for a moment, and carefully examined the names on these spiritual tablets with his two brothers. For a while.

"Third Young Master, are some of the imperial courts here after the Han Dynasty? There are so many." Zhang Bao pointed to the spiritual tablets behind the memorial tablet of Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie. The ancients were not stupid, and they probably understood it through sorting.

Su Chen nodded and was about to answer when Zhang Jiao suddenly turned around. Under the bright lights, the old man's figure was thin. He walked up to Zhang Bao and spoke in a low voice.

"Can you tell me how well the common people of Jiuzhou will live in the future?"

"I'm living well."

Su Chen looked at the old man's expression and pursed his lips, "The people of future generations will have no wars or natural disasters. As long as they are not lazy, they will have enough food and clothing."

"Food and clothing...no worries?"

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in Zhang Jiao's eyes, and there was a smile on the lips between his beard. He held the wooden stick and shook it, and his voice was a little choked amidst the tinkling of the bells.

"It's good to have food and clothing without worries... That's good... Our wish is enough."

(End of this chapter)