However, Zhu Lin had no interest in the Yang family's affairs. He only needed to help Xingxing find Chen Yueru's family. From the words spoken at the Yang family's door, it could be inferred that Chen Tu had once come to Changping City with his two children to seek refuge with the Yang family, but Second Master Yang not only did not help him, but also drove him away.
Where Chen Tu went after that, and whether he stayed in Changping City, is unknown. We need to send people to investigate further.
The following morning, Bai Yushuang and Bai Yue'e went to the Yang residence, but they were kicked out just like when Chen Tu and his family came to seek refuge.
The gatekeeper and a group of servants, holding wooden sticks, chased after Bai Yushuang, looking as if they would beat her to death if she dared to take another step forward.
"Open your dog eyes and see clearly! This is the main gate of the Yang family mansion. How dare you poor wretches come here? You have the audacity to knock on the front door and try to claim kinship with us! Bah! Our master has no poor relatives like you. Where did this poor, ugly, crazy woman come from?"
"Who's your uncle? Your uncle should be that beggar in that dilapidated temple. Get lost! If you dare to make another sound, we might really have to take action!"
Bai Yushuang never expected that trying to establish a family relationship would lead to this situation. A flash of resentment crossed her eyes, but she quickly lowered them to hide her emotions and pleaded, "Manager, I don't even expect to establish any family relationship. I just want you to tell me if a Mr. Chen came to seek refuge before we arrived. He should have brought two children with him..."
Before she could finish speaking, the person in charge kicked her. "I told you to get lost, why are you still talking nonsense? Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you. If you don't leave, we won't be polite."
Bai Yue'e, holding the child, was pushed away by the shove and didn't dare to go any further, afraid of hurting the child. She stood not far away, watching with a worried expression.
"These servants are really going too far. They're like dogs relying on their master's power. They won't even let you ask them a question, and they'll beat you up at the slightest disagreement. Who gave them that right?" Zhang Xiantao came out with Xingxing, and at this moment, the group of them hid in a corner not far away, peeking and watching.
Xingxing was also indignant, her delicate eyebrows furrowed. Seeing that the servant was about to make another move, she couldn't stand it anymore and nudged Zhang Xiantao, "What's the use of you hiding here cursing? Hurry up and go help. At least we have to get some useful information out of those bastards."
“You’re right,” Zhang Xiantao agreed wholeheartedly. She turned to Zhao Mingyue and said, “Mingyue, stay here and don’t run around. I’ll be right back.”
After speaking, Zhang Xiantao rushed out with two maids and a guard. Zhao Mingyue hesitated for a moment, then followed her out. As soon as she ran, Da Zhuang Ze naturally followed.
So Xingxing and the two female bodyguards hid in the distance, watching Zhang Xiantao, Zhao Mingyue and others give the Yang family's servants a good beating. In the end, Zhang Xiantao stepped on the most arrogant steward and grabbed his hair with one hand.
"Tell me quickly, has anyone with the surname Chen tried to come and seek refuge with the Yang family before? Tell the truth, or I'll cut out your tongue."
The man in charge cried out in pain, "No, really no, I'm telling the truth."
"How could there not be? Master Chen said he would come to Changping City to seek refuge with his uncle. There's no way he wouldn't come. Think about it carefully. If you can't figure it out, I'll cut off both of your ears."
To prove she wasn't exaggerating, Zhang Xiantao immediately pulled out a dagger from her waist and gestured with it near the steward's mouth and then near his ears.
The steward was so frightened that his teeth chattered. "I... let me think... I think I remember now. There was such a person who once came to seek refuge with our master."
"Tell the truth, don't make things up." Zhang Xiantao was afraid that the other person was only going along with her words to save their own life, and that what they said shouldn't be taken seriously.
The steward was at a loss for words; this little princess was too difficult to please, and nothing he said was right. "My dear little princess, I'm not making this up, it's true. It was around the 28th of the twelfth lunar month two years ago, in the dead of winter. It was snowing heavily that day, and I had just returned from buying some fine wine from Yuchun Pavilion for the master."
At the side gate, we saw a group of ragged refugees. One of them, a man who looked to be in his late thirties, said he was our master's nephew and had come to seek refuge with him. Behind him were several people, including two children around ten years old and two adult men.
At that time, the servant relayed a message to the master, but the master did not appear. A short while later, the steward came out with a group of servants and chased those men away.
"They ran away? Where did they go after that?" Zhang Xiantao raised her eyebrows and punched the steward in the back.
"Cough cough, don't hit me, don't hit me. I really don't know, but I think I overheard the master mention that his poor nephew was driven out of Changping City and probably won't have a chance to come back."
There's no chance of coming back, so should we just kill them?
Upon hearing this, Bai Yushuang and Bai Yue'e both turned pale. The former, trembling, stepped forward and grabbed the steward by the collar, asking, "What did you mean by that? Did that man surnamed Yang kill someone?"
The steward was so choked he could barely breathe. He rolled his eyes a few times before he finally got a chance to catch his breath. With a mournful face, he said, "That's roughly what it means."
That Master Yang of theirs is incredibly ruthless; he dared to kill his own elder brother's entire family, let alone that nephew who appeared out of nowhere.
"What should we do? I... I'll fight you to the death!" Bai Yushuang wailed, punching and kicking the steward.
The steward was pinned down by Zhang Xiantao and couldn't escape even if he wanted to. The servants who had been so arrogant just moments before were all given a severe beating.
At this moment, Xingxing ran over and said, "Xiantao, stop fighting for now. We need to get down to business. Let this guy take us to see Master Yang. The others may not know the truth, but Master Yang definitely does."
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