Chapter 133
Logically speaking, Shen Jiao, who loves herself so much, shouldn't bully Xue Shun at this time. She still wants to live.
Everyone in and outside this courtyard is very alert. It would be bad if this got out.
But it was precisely because of this time that she was too lazy to care so much.
There was a sense of impending storm everywhere, so who would care about Xue Shun's private affairs in bed?
Around 5:15 AM, Xue Shun, who couldn't sleep and just kept his eyes open while stroking Shen Jiao's hair, finally waited for someone to show up.
"I, under the orders of the Manor Master, invite Young Master Seventeen to the Tongsheng Pavilion for a discussion."
This was the second time Shen Jiao had heard of this place.
The first time she heard about it, she had just arrived. Yu Nu had come to tell her that Xue Shun was invited to a banquet hosted by Xue Lang, but Xue Shun asked Shen Jiao to decline the invitation on the grounds of illness.
This time he had to go, and he didn't want to not go.
Xue Shun said in a deep voice: "I understand, Shen Jiao, you go with me."
"yes."
Shen Jiao responded, and the two of them tidied their clothes and followed the guard out, one in front and one behind, with Shoucheng also guarding them at their side.
Perhaps taking Xue Shun's frail body into consideration, a sedan chair was prepared.
It seems that nothing has changed much.
Xue Shun and the guard inquired, "What happened last night?"
The guard refused to answer.
With a tense face, he bowed coldly and replied, "If you have any questions, you will know everything when you go to Tongsheng Pavilion. The owner and his wife are still waiting. Please get into the sedan chair, Mr. Seventeen."
He opened the curtain of the sedan chair.
Xue Shun frowned and had to step in.
Shen Jiao and Shou Cheng naturally had to follow. The guards guarding Liao'e Courtyard probably also received the transfer order, lined up, and walked in another direction.
As Shen Jiao walked along, he saw many maids and servants working as usual. No matter what happened last night, it seemed to have little impact on them.
Perhaps many people are like them, still confused and ignorant.
It was not until he reached Tongsheng Pavilion that Shen Jiao heard some unusual sounds.
It sounded like someone had thrown something, and then he shouted angrily, "I don't agree. No matter what you say, I don't agree. Even if you kill me today, I won't give it to them. You want to cede sixteen counties in Hedong Road? Including Qishui County? Are you crazy? This is our base camp, Tongcai Villa is here, where can we go if we give it to them? They can kill themselves just by opening their mouths, and not only do you not do anything, you actually want to give it to them?
Yes, you're the owner, you're the father, this family business and this land are all yours, but haven't we been toiling through wind and rain all these years, slaying demons and monsters, quelling banditry, providing disaster relief and ensuring the well-being of the people? How much effort have we put in? You're blind and don't see us, and you don't say anything. After all, we're just a bunch of bastards, unworthy. Even if you were to be the head of the family, the owner of the manor for life, and finally gave all this business to some uncle or nephew, we'd accept it, but there's no reason for you to give it to outsiders.
I'm putting this out there. If you want to chop off my head, just come ahead. Otherwise, as soon as you give away your territory, I'll take it back with me. By then, I can't guarantee whether those people will be dead or alive! Maybe our entire clan will be completely wiped out!"
The voice sounded very familiar. Xue Shun quietly slipped in through the back door and saw Xue Lang standing there, yelling with his neck stretched out.
Or was it because of Xue Wuliang, the most unkind father...
He must be crazy.
Xue Shun was willing to bet a penny with Shen Jiao, and bet on his death.
Of course, if he hadn't died, he would have just assumed he hadn't made the bet. Anyway, he didn't dare to tell Shen Jiao about it now.
Xue Shun's arrival was really unfortunate. He didn't even dare to greet anyone and sneakily found an inconspicuous seat at the back and sat down.
Only then did he dare to look around stealthily.
There were not only seventeen young masters present, but also many men, women, young and old that Xue Shun did not know.
I guess they are deacons or guardians. I seem to have seen some of their faces last time on the mountain.
There are also a few sisters-in-law whom I rarely see.
Everyone sat upright, and no one dared to take food or wine even though there was food on the table.
Xue Shun didn't dare either.
As soon as Xue Lang finished his madness, the old man overturned the table in front of him.
"Good boy, I'm not even dead yet, and you're already rebelling against me. This is the way to your own death!"
"Then please kill me, father!" Xue Lang took off his sword without hesitation, raised it above his head and knelt down.
The huge hall was so quiet that one could clearly hear Xue Wuliang's heavy breathing.
But the silence lasted only a moment. The next moment, everyone except Xue Shun stood up, bowed, and said, "Father (Manor Master), please calm down."
An old man trembled as he walked to the center of the hall and stood beside Xue Lang. "Master, please calm down. Please listen to what I have to say. Although the Sixth Young Master's words were a bit angry, they are not without reason..."
Xue Shun didn't quite understand what he was saying.
He was so busy standing up and bowing that he didn't even know when he would be able to get up again.
Xue Shun: ...Thank goodness Shen Jiao couldn't come in, otherwise we would all be suffering now.
Xue Shun, who attended the meeting for the first time, did not feel any joy in his heart, but only felt bewildered and at a loss. This bewilderment was compounded by a bit of fear and worry because of the words that he only half understood.
Xue Shun stayed there for two hours, just listening to people arguing.
Watching my father get angry and my mother remain silent.
Watching the unlucky brothers being dragged out and beaten.
When he came out, he was already pale and shaky. Shen Jiao rushed out from a shady corner and supported him, asking with concern: "What happened to you, sir? Did you get beaten up too?"
Xue Shun shook his head weakly, his eyes went dark, and he said, "I'm so hungry..."
Xue Shun groped his way into the sedan chair. He was very strong and was still awake when he got out. He only fell asleep after eating.
Mr. Song, who had come last night but hadn't bothered to join them or pay any attention to them, came out of the side room and said coldly, "Wake him up. It's time to study."
Qiongzhi was a little dissatisfied: "The young master just went to bed."
"What can you learn from dreams?" Mr. Song asked.
Shen Jiao glanced at him, turned around and went in to wake Xue Shun up.
Today's course has changed from reading to discussing things.
It doesn’t matter if Xue Shun doesn’t understand what he is saying. Mr. Song will teach him. As for how much he can learn, it depends on his fate.
Anyway, Mr. Song has no hope.
Xue Shun was indeed becoming more and more confused.
Shen Jiao figured out most of it by serving tea and water and eavesdropping outside the window.
In a nutshell, Xue Wuliang and Luo Wendi have gone crazy, exposing the evil deeds of their ancestors who killed and murdered people. Now the descendants of the victims are demanding that they cede land as compensation.
Xue Wuliang wanted to agree, but most of his son and subordinates disagreed, and only a few agreed.
After arguing for two hours without any result, Xue Shun would have to continue to suffer tomorrow.
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