Chapter 337
During these three years, Shen Wuyong also caught several players.
But these people didn't know as much as Shen Yinyin, and for some reason, Shen Jiao couldn't ask too many questions.
In addition, she was unwilling to ask, so Shen Wuyong had to do it himself, which made him seem quite reasonable.
Shen Jiao sighed: "God is really blind."
If Shen Gou and Qu Rou can become emperors, the world is really going to be in chaos.
"Sister, you have so many complaints," Shen Wuyong said. "These things haven't done you any harm. Think about it, if Sister hadn't been able to recognize her parents, what would she be like now?"
It’s hard to say.
Maybe she is just living a peaceful life.
Perhaps he was caught up in a war and was fleeing for his life.
Or maybe she was unlucky and the grass on her grave was three feet high.
Only God knows what didn't happen.
In the following months, Shen Jiao was surprisingly silent, just watching them devour Hedong Road step by step. The biggest obstacle was naturally Luo Wendi and the young masters of Tongcai Villa.
Shen Jiao was ill and did not participate in that battle. She heard that the second young master had died and that Luo Wendi was seriously injured and fell into the Qishui River and disappeared.
They knew that Shen Gu and his men would not massacre the civilians, so when they saw their army being defeated, their resistance was not too fierce, and most of the princes fled to the northern border.
Shen Jiao also heard that - "The clam spirit is dead,"
Shen Wuyong poured the hemostatic powder on the wound and said to Shen Jiao,
"Sister, you can't blame me. He sought death on his own. When the people below went to collect the remains of Second Young Master Xue, he refused to let go. The people who went there were impatient and stabbed him a few times, but he couldn't be saved. In fact, those people didn't intend to do anything. Second Young Master is kind-hearted. If you don't respect his body, it will hurt the people's hearts.
That clam spirit..."
"Tian Lansun," Shen Jiao said, his voice a little hoarse from the fever, "his name is Tian Lansun."
Shen Wuyong paused for a moment before nodding, "Okay, I understand. I'll have someone put up a sign for him later. Would you like to see it, sister?"
"What is there to see? Can I still see people alive?"
Shen Jiao is still strange,
"He always runs away quickly when he encounters trouble. Why didn't he run away this time?"
"Who knows? He looks like a loyal protector."
Shen Jiao vaguely remembered that Ah Zhu had sold herself to bury her father and was bought by the Second Master Xue. It seemed their relationship was quite deep: "Let's bury them closer."
Otherwise, with Ah Zhu's stubbornness, even if she becomes a ghost, she will find ways to get close to the person she likes.
"become."
The matter did not end there, because two days later, they caught Xue Shiyi who had returned and Xue Shiwu who followed closely behind him. They came to steal the corpse.
Shen Jiao knew without even asking that the person who came up with this idea must be Xue Shiyi. Sure enough, the other one was calling out -
"Xue Shiyi, ah Xue Shiyi, you really are my brother. Will you die if you don't trick me? I told you not to come to this place!"
"Why the hell are you talking so much bullshit? I didn't ask you to come with me! Now everyone has escaped. How are you going to explain this to your sister-in-law?"
"Can you please stop cursing at your mother? We both have the same mother!" Xue Shiwu roared angrily before sighing, "Before I left, Xiang'an told me to go home early..."
By the way, his wife seems to be called Lu Xiangan.
Shen Jiao couldn't even remember what that person looked like.
Xue Shiwu said thankfully, "Fortunately, I knew you were a stubborn ass, so I told her that if she couldn't wait for me, she should remarry as soon as possible. This would also be considered as making arrangements for her after her death."
Xue Shiyi: "...Where do you get the courage to talk to your sister-in-law like that?"
"I thought I would be fine if I ran faster," Xue Shiwu rubbed his face, "but she slapped me anyway."
Then she gave him a hug and a kiss, and said with deep affection - I'll wait for you to come back?
Shen Jiao was a little curious and listened attentively, only to hear him continue with a hint of pride:
"Afterwards, she arranged my armor and ordered a fast horse to be brought. She told me that one day she would personally chop off the heads of her enemies to offer sacrifices to my soul. She would also bring seventeen or eighteen male favorites and daughters to celebrate at my grave with singing and dancing."
The phrase "seventeen or eighteen male favorites" sounds like an angry remark.
Xue Shiyi suddenly had a sudden flash of inspiration and asked, "Daughter? Where did the daughter come from? Why? Do you want a daughter in the future?"
"Maybe you already have one," Shen Wuyong said with a smile, "Congratulations."
He said this, but he showed no mercy in his actions.
The joy of being a father and the shadow of death came together. Xue Shiwu hadn't said anything yet, but Xue Shiyi seemed to have made up his mind and wanted to help him escape. What a pity...
Unfortunately, Shen Wuyong is a man without martial ethics.
Shen Jiao looked at Xue Shiyi, who died with his eyes wide open, then squatted in front of Xue Shiwu and asked, "Any last words? If there's a chance, I can pass them on for you."
"...It's you?" Xue Shiwu saw that Shen Jiao didn't react much. He seemed to want to say something, but shook his head. "Forget it. If I say too much, it will hinder her. If there is a chance, tell her for me to live well. I am the one who has let her down in this life. She doesn't need to do anything for me..."
"Okay, I'll take note of it." Shen Jiao responded.
His eyes were a little dark, and he didn't speak for a long time. Shen Jiao thought he was dead and was about to close his eyes for him, but he suddenly had a sudden realization and grabbed her hand: "Taiping! My daughter's nickname... is... is Taiping!"
“It sounds nice.”
"Well... it sounds like shit... I should read more books..."
This time he was really dead.
Mr. Xue Shiyi was doing something with good intentions but with bad results. Actually... Shen Jiao felt that even if they didn't come, Mr. Xue Er would not blame them.
He was the young city lord, so he felt that he could not leave and would die here, but he did not want his brothers to die with him.
Shen Wuyong's voice was a little scattered by the night wind: "Their relationship is pretty good."
"indeed."
Shen Jiao wouldn't do such a thing anyway, determined to die for a brother who was already dead...
"That's why you stayed up late at night, guarding the graveyard with soldiers."
Shen Jiao felt that he was indeed somewhat insidious.
Shen Wuyong shrugged: "We'll know whether there are any results until we try it ourselves. As for enemies, the fewer the better. Didn't my sister come with us too? But she didn't come to kill us.
Want to catch up with old friends?"
"They are not my friends."
Shen Jiao was just a slave at that time, and even if she wasn't, she couldn't become a true friend with such a person.
How can good people and bad people mix together?
Shen Jiao watched them being buried.
The graves of Xue Shiyi and Xue Shiwu were somewhat casual, just two mounds of earth with corpses wrapped in straw mats inside. They stood next to the tomb carefully renovated by the second young master Xue, like the two generals Heng and Ha.
No matter how you look at it, it seems silly.
Shen Jiao: "Do you know if they're getting beaten up in the basement? Or if the three of them are crying and hugging each other?"
The Xue family members all love to cry.
Shen Wuyong placed his hand on her shoulder and said something completely unrelated: "If I die one day, sister, can you burn me into ashes and bury me in the spirit platform?
You have a lot of graves in your heart anyway, so many fake ones, it wouldn't be a big deal to mix in a real one, right?"
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