Chapter 100: Brother's Misbehavior, Unrest in the House
"Sun Zhipeng was hopelessly stupid, and was encouraged by the maidservant beside him to go to someone's house to destroy their innocence; he returned home in defeat but did not reflect on his actions and instead gathered thugs to kill someone's husband and wife in the alley; he was brought to court, but he kept his confession and his past misdeeds were brought up again."
"People's gossip is like a burning fire, like a flood. I taught my brother to calm down and let Sun Zhipeng reflect on his mistakes in the county jail. I also knelt down and apologized to Lu Mingchao in public."
"As a result, mother threatened Qu Ying to vent her anger and pushed Lu Mingchao into the icy lake at the plum blossom viewing party of the county magistrate's wife. Not only did she lose the wife, but she also lost her troops."
"Afterwards, the hatred between the Sun family and Lu Mingchao had turned into a life-and-death feud that could no longer be reconciled."
"I was already in a state of panic and crisis, and Qu Ying shamelessly climbed into my bed, and mother even held a grand banquet to welcome her into the house."
"I am so innocent in all these cases!"
"When Dad was voicing his discontent for Sun Zhipeng, he might as well put himself in his shoes and speak up for me."
"Dad, I am your only son."
"If you continue to talk nonsense, the incense of the Sun family will be cut off."
Grandpa Sun's fingers trembled slightly, and his thoughts were as if they were washed away by a storm, wavering.
After a long silence, he finally said with difficulty, "Even so, Peng'er can't die."
"The wealth of the Sun family is enough to provide a life of luxury."
Sun Zhiye frowned slightly, his eyes deep, as if he wanted to penetrate the window lattice and look into the distant horizon. He said in a deep voice, "What I pursue is definitely not just a life of luxury."
There is a kind of loneliness and coldness in Sun Zhiye's voice that is not understood by many people. "I want to be a leader and become a business legend."
"So, Daddy better persuade Mom not to become a stumbling block on my road."
"One general's success is based on the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. This has been the case since ancient times."
"If you have thought it through, you can come with me to pick up my second brother tomorrow morning."
"Mother is stupid, let her believe that my second brother died of suicide."
"Dad, listen, the yard is very quiet tonight."
Sun Zhiye waved his sleeves, turned around and left with a heroic spirit.
Grandpa Sun looked at the figure in the night with extremely complicated feelings.
The incense of the Sun family...
Just a few words strangled his life.
At the same time, several figures passed by the ruined temple in the west of the city.
The old temple had broken doors and windows, allowing the strong wind to rage and blow in. Inside the temple, a pile of fire on the ground was dying, with only a few sparks struggling in the cold wind.
All around, beggars of all sizes divided into several groups, each looking for a sheltered corner, curling up tightly to resist the biting cold.
"Brother is not a good person,"
"The house is restless."
"My wife and my brother are both fine,"
"The dude is dead in prison."
"Lies are as thick as the sky,"
"There is no loophole in the net of heaven."
The beggar, who was frozen and unable to sleep, felt his hair stand on end as he listened to the sounds coming from the alley outside the ruined temple.
"Brother is not a good person,"
"The house is restless."
"My wife and my brother are both fine,"
"The dude is dead in prison."
"Lies are as thick as the sky,"
"There is no loophole in the net of heaven."
The beggars murmured subconsciously as they repeated themselves over and over again.
Similar things are happening elsewhere.
At daybreak, hungry and cold beggars, clutching tattered clothes, were wandering through the streets looking for food discarded by the rich, while they sang with lingering fear the songs they had heard in their half-asleep state at night.
At daybreak, the song filled the streets and alleys.
Although the children who were playing around did not understand the meaning of the song, they quickly learned it by heart and sang it while playing games.
Some smart people, after talking about this and that, have already come up with some ideas.
The house is restless!
The Sun family in Changhe County is the worst haunted by ghosts. Compared with the Sun family, any other family is considered peaceful.
My wife and brother are both fine!
The cousin who lived in the Sun Mansion was engaged to the second son of Sun, but became the concubine of the eldest son of Sun.
However, Young Master Sun is not dead.
Many people were muttering in their hearts.
Changxi Village with smoke rising from the kitchen.
The Xie family lives at the foot of the mountain, isolated from the rest of the world. In the early morning, the air lacks the aroma of cooking from every household and the world's fireworks, but one can still smell the fresh natural fragrance lingering from the mountain.
When Xie Yan woke up in the morning, he did not practice swordplay. Instead, he erected a straw target beside the empty courtyard wall, dressed in tight clothes with his sleeves tied tightly, and held a crossbow in his hand.
Lu Mingchao leaned against the window and looked out.
Xie Yan pulled an arrow from the quiver, bent the bow, and shot the arrow in one smooth, crisp and decisive move. With a whoosh, the arrow flew off the bowstring and flew out like lightning, breaking through the air with a whirring sound. The arrow drew an arc in the air and hit the bull's eye of the straw target swiftly, accurately, and steadily.
It's too professional for Lu Mingchao to comment on.
She only knew that Xie Yan's attack was very steady and the arrows he shot were very powerful. With such arm strength, he could easily lift a hundred kilograms.
Then, arrow after arrow followed.
She soon realized with surprise that Xie Yan's target was no longer the bull's eye of the straw target, but the arrow that had hit the target previously. Each arrow hit the previous one precisely, without a single centimeter of deviation.
Arrow after arrow.
The bow is drawn like a full moon and the arrow flies like a shooting star.
No arrow is missed and every shot hits the target.
Lu Mingchao was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.
This was even more surprising than when she discovered Xie Yan's swordsmanship was first-rate.
The people of Changxi Village praised Yan for his authentic hunting skills. They would never return empty-handed all year round, even in the cold winter when the mountains were closed with snow. However, they were still a little humble.
Lu Mingchao was envious and ran out to try it.
She had only played darts and had never tried archery.
"Ayan, can I try it?"
Xie Yan was calm and composed, his breath steady. He glanced sideways at Lu Mingchao, and the harsh look in his eyes had turned into tenderness.
As he handed the bow and arrow to Lu Mingchao, he smiled gently and said, "Mingchao, you can try this bow and arrow, but it may not be suitable for you. If you like archery, I can make you a bow and arrow that is more suitable for you, so that you will be able to get started more easily."
Lu Mingchao took the bow, which was heavy, and he put arrows on it, put arrows on it, and put arrows on it again.
There was no next step; she couldn't draw the bow.
"Mingchao, archery with a bent bow requires arm strength." Xie Yan stood behind Lu Mingchao, hugged him, held Lu Mingchao's hand, adjusted his posture, raised his aim, and the arrow left the bowstring and hit the arrow left on the straw target.
The warm breath fell on his neck and ears, and Lu Mingchao's heart did not contain the slightest bit of tenderness, but was filled with joy and excitement.
The arrow passed through her hand, and rounding it off, it was approximately equal to the number she shot.
Lu Mingchao loved the moment when the arrow flew through the air and hit the target.
Xie Yan laughed, pulled out another arrow from the quiver, and shot it out with his hand.
The deep laughter is like the sun in the sky, warming the heart of the listener.
"Ayan, I like it."
Lu Mingchao's eyes sparkled.
"You still owe me a few moves of martial arts."
"When the weather warms up, I can stretch my muscles and bones and start learning."
Thousands of heartbeats linger between eyebrows】