Chapter 31 Chapter 31 [VIP]
Chapter 21
Song Yunzhi was so focused on waiting for the secret signal tonight that she ignored the fact that the voices she had heard along the way were full of energy, which she couldn't even blow out with her limited breath.
But it was too late.
He was fooled.
Young Master Lan was still crying. For the first time, Song Yunzhi felt annoyed with an innocent victim, and it showed on his face. He slashed the iron chain with his sword and asked him coldly, "Do you want to leave?"
I must go.
Being locked up here in darkness and tortured, Young Master Lan cried out to heaven and earth but got no response. He could only keep playing the flute. Someone came to save him, so how could he not leave?
He got up from the ground and, ignoring the disgust on Master Song's face, grabbed his sleeve.
Song Yunzhi tried to pull his sleeve free, but several warriors suddenly appeared at the doorway, blocking their path. Young Master Lan refused to let go, crying, "Seventh Uncle, help me!"
Song Yunzhi didn't push him away forcefully.
Compared to the bandits in the mountain stronghold, the warrior in front of him was nothing. Before the other party rushed over, he had already dragged the burden behind him, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and hit the other party's wrist with the sword, quickly and accurately. Young Master Lan opened his eyes wide, not blinking, and did not see how he killed everyone in one go.
After the people went out, another group of warriors surrounded them.
Young Master Lan once again witnessed the extraordinary kung fu of his seventh uncle. When he saw him at the engagement banquet that day, he felt ashamed and hated himself for not being as good-looking as a martial artist. Tonight, he completely realized the gap.
He thought he knew why Qi Niangzi didn't like him.
Which young lady would like a man who hides behind others, crying and relying on others for protection? If it were him, he would also like Mr. Song.
Young Master Song didn't know what he was thinking. If he had known, he would have thrown him away long ago. He endured his pulling all the way, and after leaving the gambling house, he could no longer bear it and said, "Let go!"
Young Master Lan thanked him profusely. Finally, he was able to see the light of day again. Like a frightened bird, he looked around, fearing that he would be captured again. After looking around, he didn't see anyone to meet him. He asked Young Master Song beside him, "Where is Miss Qian Qi?"
Song Yunzhi also wanted to know.
But it was pointless to look for her now. She would show up sooner or later, so she asked Young Master Lan, "Why are you here?"
Young Master Lan's eyes were evasive and he was hesitant, "I, I..." He didn't know what excuse to make up, and when he looked up, he saw the plaque that read "I don't know the true face of 'Lu' Shan".
This place turned out to be the Lu family's gambling house. He was filled with anger and hatred, and blurted out: "I was caught here by the Lu family."
"Why do we want to arrest you?" The people in the prefecture can hardly protect themselves. It would be useless for the Lu family to arrest him and use him as a threat at this time.
Young Master Lan's face turned pale, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Perhaps my father had a feud with the Lu family in the past, and they wanted to take revenge, so they tied me up and humiliated me."
He was unwilling to tell the truth, and Song Yunzhi could not torture him.
But this matter is closely related to the Lu family.
He was not in a hurry to go back, because he knew that the witch would appear soon. As he thought of this, he saw a group of people stumbling out of the crowd in front of him.
The girl in the lead, with messy hair and looking like she was being chased and in a miserable state, was none other than the witch herself.
Song Yunzhi watched her coldly as she ran towards him, wondering what excuse she would come up with. When she got close, the girl faced him with a gentle expression. Suddenly, she reached out and pushed his chest, slightly annoyed, "Didn't you hear me playing the flute?"
Song Yunzhi was caught off guard and was pushed back two steps by her. The icy expression on his face turned into a look of surprise and confusion.
"My mouth is all swollen, look." She raised her chin. "If Fu Yin hadn't arrived in time, they would have almost kidnapped me."
She stood on tiptoe and came closer, so close that Song Yunzhi had to look down at her lips. The crimson lip balm spread at the corners of her mouth, and her lips did look fuller than usual.
He suddenly didn't hear what she said.
Young Master Lan beside him spoke first, "Seventh Lady."
Qian Tong hadn't noticed him just now. Upon hearing this, he turned around in surprise and stared at him in a daze, "Young Master Lan? Why are you here?"
Young Master Lan was also bewildered. "Didn't you ask Young Master Song to come and rescue me? You gave me a piccolo before, saying that if I was in danger, I should play it, and you would come to find me when you heard me. I'll keep playing it, waiting for you to come and save me..."
Qian Tong was stunned for a long moment before suddenly realizing what was going on. He glanced at Young Master Song, who looked indifferent, and said to Young Master Lan with a forced smile, "So it was you who messed up our good thing."
Fu Yin, who was standing by, was stunned.
Just a moment ago, her wife's carriage arrived under the window of the room on the second floor of the backyard. She saw with her own eyes that she was sitting in the carriage, rubbing her mouth, pulling out her hairpin, and ruffling her hair.
It was she who asked her to stay tonight, saying that Lan's flute was so annoying and asked her to find out who had detained Young Master Lan.
But now seeing that she described it so vividly, not to mention her son-in-law, no one knew anything.
Song Yunzhi naturally didn't believe her, and after waking up from his trance, he asked sarcastically:
"He ran away." Qian Tong explained in detail. He was wearing a black suit and a mask, so I couldn't see his face clearly.
Song Yunzhi smiled knowingly, a smile tinged with anger. His eyes peered through the surrounding lights, staring into her dark eyes without blinking. His voice was soft, almost jokingly, "The account book is gone too?"
Qian Tong shrank his neck under the pressure of his aura, bit his lip and nodded, "Don't blame you, it's useless to blame me."
Song Yunzhi didn't even look at her again and turned around to walk back.
The corner of his sleeve was grabbed by the young lady, and he couldn't leave. "I said I don't blame you, you don't have to blame yourself." Without giving him time to refute, the young lady suddenly leaned over and rested her head on his arm, "I'm so tired, give me a hand..."
She was indeed very tired and her legs were weak.
It had been a while since I had run like this. After leaning my weight on him, I felt much more relaxed. I didn't want to take another step. "Don't ride a horse, let's take a carriage."
In the end, the horse that Song Yunzhi rode when he came was left to Young Master Lan.
He got on Qian Tong's carriage.
But he didn't speak to her. He sat by the window, wondering who she had met tonight, who she had given the account book to, and what she had gained.
During the silence, he caught a glimpse of the sight beside him several times. When he turned around, he saw the girl next to him lying on the wooden table, her face resting on her arms, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.
——
When the carriage returned to Qian's house, it was already midnight.
Fu Yin called out from outside, "Madam, we're here."
Qian Tong opened his eyes, glanced at Young Master Song who had been silent all the way beside him, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work tonight. It's too late. You should go to bed early. If there is anything, we can talk about it tomorrow."
She got out of the car first and was helped into the gate by Fu Yin.
After walking for a while and making sure no one was following him, he let go of Fu Yin's arm. The perfunctory look on his face disappeared, and he asked her, "Who arrested Young Master Lan?"
Fu Yin said, "The second young master of the Park family."
Qian Tong was stunned.
Why did Mr. Park kidnap Lan Yizi?
The Lan family has already fallen, so why should the Park family dirty their hands?
Qian Tong remembered the saddle. Young Master Lan lost the cricket fight and lost the saddle he had brought from Kyoto to the second son of the Park family.
Later, in order to please Young Master Lan, Cui Liuniang paid money to redeem him, but was locked up instead.
Young Master Lan is young and frivolous. Relying on his father's status, he thinks everyone is easy to mess with. Other people in the Park family may give him some face, but the second young master is flamboyant and unruly, and has never been a reasonable person.
Because of this incident, Park II abducted Young Master Lan? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the blush on Fu Yin's face and asked curiously, "What's going on?"
Fu Yin was really unable to speak, and stammered, "Park, Second Master Park, likes men."
Qian Tong was shocked.
Thinking back to Young Master Lan's disheveled clothes and the unexplained red marks on his neck, everything became clear. She had thought he'd been beaten...
What a sin.
Lan Yi is a fair-skinned man, a weak scholar type, and has been the dream of many girls. Who would have thought that he would suffer such a disaster.
Besides, isn't the second son of the Park family engaged to the princess of the Pingchang Palace? If he likes men, what should the princess do?
Qian Tong was just there to watch the fun, she wasn't the one who should have a headache.
"Just pretend you know nothing." He ordered Fu Yin, "Send Young Master Lan to Kyoto. No matter what the outcome is, at least the family can be reunited."
Next, she would have a good rest for the night and wait for his seventh brother-in-law to come and settle the score with her tomorrow.
——
It was late at night when Lu Daozhong returned from Hongyuetian.
The children of the Lu family have all started their own families. The two sons have grown up in the past few years. The youngest child in the room was still crying in the middle of the night. In the past, the head of the Lu family was very happy to hear such sounds, thinking that the family was prosperous. But tonight, it was a bit noisy, so he asked the servant to take him to the study. He wanted to be alone for a while.
After entering the study, the head of the Lu family took off his boots, took off his cloak, and walked into the bathroom.
The servant hurried to prepare water.
After a while, the head of the Lu family soaked in the bathtub, and his tense spirit was finally released.
At the beginning, the Lu family clearly had the upper hand, and the court agreed to provide them with salt permits. Once the Cui family fell, given the Park family's prejudice against the Qian family, the tea business would inevitably fall into the hands of the Lu family.
But in the end, it all fell on the Qian family.
When he met the Seventh Lady tonight, although he looked kind on the outside, he actually hated her in his heart. Like the Second Lady of the Pu family, he couldn't figure out how she got the salt permits from the court.
It takes two years to get it.
That day, Wang Zhao sent a message through someone, "After further consideration, the higher-ups decided to give the salt permit to the Qian family. As long as the Lu family is loyal, the court will compensate them in other ways in the future."
Who is the person above?
There is also tea. The seventh lady of the Qian family actually dared to run to the village and snatch the account book from Young Master Duan. She is quite capable... I realized that she might be a huge hidden danger. If she continues like this, she might have to covet the things of the Lu family.
He soaked in the bath for quite a while, and when he came out it was already past midnight. He felt a little sleepy, so Lu Daozhong walked out while tying his belt.
Although this is a study, it is also equipped with a bed in case of emergency.
As he just reached the bed, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Patriarch Lu looked down in horror and saw a sharp sword flashing with cold light. His limbs suddenly went limp and he almost fell down.
The person beside him supported his arm in time and said in a cold voice: "Don't make a sound, I am Wang Zhao's servant in the imperial court."
Song Yunzhi put on his hat again, hiding his face, and said, "If Patriarch Lu doesn't call for help, I will let go of my sword."
Hearing that it was someone from the imperial court, Lu Daozhong's blood slowly flowed back and he nodded stiffly, "Okay."
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