Chapter 88: No Lights and No Moon

Lu Mingchao's worries turned into joy. He chewed a piece of steamed cake soaked in fish soup and smiled happily, "It seems that Jin Yu's elder brother really loves Jin Yu."

Yunniang looked a little strange. She put down the spoon in her hand and said quietly, "Chao Chao, in fact, the relationship between Jin Mao and Jin Yu has never been good."

Lu Mingchao: ...

Yunniang continued, "Old Lady Feng asked for bribes twice, and Jinmao's father stole the talisman, got a pass, abandoned his wife and children, and ran away with the widow of Dahe Village."

"The orphan and the widow depended on each other for survival. Old Mrs. Feng thought that the family still needed a man to support the family, so she invited a live-in son-in-law, and that's how Jin Yu came into being."

"Jin Mao and Jin Yu have been at odds with each other since they were young, and they would quarrel over trivial matters from time to time."

"Old Lady Feng preferred Jin Yu, her daughter who came of age in her old age, and she often took sides with her. It was not until Jin Mao got married and became a father that he took advantage of his great stature to get a job at the escort agency in the town and seldom came home that the Feng family finally calmed down."

"I really didn't expect that Jin Mao would make the decision for Jin Yu."

"Old Madam Feng yelled at Jin Mao for the entire afternoon, saying that he was evil-minded and couldn't stand seeing Jin Yu doing well, and then she said that he was just as ungrateful as his dead father."

Lu Mingchao drank the fish soup in the bowl cleanly, frowned and asked, "Did the old scholar feed Mrs. Feng some kind of magic potion?"

Since Old Lady Feng loves the old scholar so much, let's invite him again.

The first time is new, the second time is familiar, and the third time is practice makes perfect.

Yunniang patted Lu Mingchao's forehead lightly, looking angry and helpless, "Old Lady Feng is also afraid that Jin Yu will not be able to get married after such a fuss."

"The old scholar is so lazy, and it can be considered a home."

Lu Mingchao frowned.

Where to go?

Where your heart is directed and where your heart is at peace is your final destination.

Living with something dirty, smelly, rotten and bad is not called returning home, that's called jumping into a fire pit!

"Mother, Jin Yu has his own plans in mind." Lu Mingchao said quietly.

What kind of final resting place Feng Jinyu wants is not decided by Old Lady Feng. It is up to Feng Jinyu himself to decide.

"No matter what the relationship between Jin Yu and her elder brother was in the past, at least in this matter, only her elder brother stood firm and clearly on her side, so that she would not be isolated and helpless."

Yunniang didn't comment, chatted for a few more words, collected the dishes and left the room.

As the night deepened, the candles illuminating the snow went out one by one, and the surroundings fell into silence.

After Xie Yan settled several children back into the house, Lu Mingchao was feeling bored and was wandering around wrapped up like a cicada cocoon.

Hearing the noise, Lu Mingchao raised his eyes and saw Xie Yan taking off his outer robe and hanging it on the clothesline. The flickering candlelight cast his entire body in a flickering light and shadow.

The sharp and handsome face was given a touch of softness and warmth by the light and shadow.

The light and shadow concealed his youthful appearance in bright clothes and gave him a new temperament like jade and restrainedness.

It's really nice and tight.

Lu Mingchao looked at him calmly for a few more times, and suddenly thought of Xie Yan, who was as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath and stained with blood.

Thanks to this beautiful face, Xie Yan's expression and temperament are so attractive that people can't take their eyes off him.

It must be admitted that her joy in marrying Xie Yan was indeed a bit of a blind pursuit of beauty.

In the winter snow, everything is quiet.

Only the sound of wind hitting the doors and windows was heard, making a gentle sound, but it did not disturb anyone's sweet dreams.

In the pitch black, Lu Mingchao felt the warmth beside him and suddenly remembered the saying: As long as our hearts can shine, it doesn't matter if there is no lamp or moon.

Yeah, that fits the picture very well.

…

Changhe County.

Sun Zhiye, who was reeking of alcohol and cosmetics, patiently sent all the contacts introduced to him by County Magistrate Xu onto the carriage one by one.

The carriage moved further and further away, and the long street was shrouded in the deep night.

Only the lantern held by the servant behind him swayed in the breeze, emitting a faint light.

I can't see far away, I can only barely see what's under my feet.

Well, I think it should be clear.

Must see clearly!

Being drunk, Sun Zhiye felt suffocated and tugged at his collar. The button loops came loose and the robe that fitted him well became baggy. He no longer had the elegance he usually had, but instead looked casual.

"My Lord, it's cold at night, put on your white cloak."

The servant had a soft, thick white cloak draped over his arm.

Sun Zhiye just turned his head and glanced at him calmly.

The servant hurriedly bowed his head, followed respectfully with a lamp in his hand, and said nothing more.

Sun Zhiye's hair was a little messy due to the wind, but he didn't care too much and didn't bother to tidy it up.

When the banquet in the Lakeside Pavilion of the Xu Mansion was about to be cleared, the magistrate of Xu County ordered someone to take him to the study and introduce him to some old friends and contacts.

They are not wealthy families, but they all have their own status.

After a few pleasantries, at the suggestion of County Magistrate Xu, he held a banquet at Fuxiang Tower and drank with others. After a few drinks, it was easier to deepen the relationship.

He didn't remember how much he drank, and he didn't remember whether the smile on his face ever stopped. But he knew that the Sun family's business would take root in several counties and cities.

It's good to have a harvest.

He didn't want to stay in the small Changhe County forever; he wanted to make a name for himself through business.

late at night.

cold wind.

The streets were empty.

Sun Zhiye strolled for half an incense stick of time, letting the smell of alcohol on his body dissipate with the wind, and then stepped into the carriage waiting by the roadside.

The servant followed closely behind, and the lantern was hung in front of the carriage.

"Young Master, are you going back to the Sun Mansion?"

Sun Zhiye had already set up his own house outside the city a long time ago, just for the sake of quietness.

"Return to Sun's Mansion."

He left the table early and specially kept a clever servant to tell his mother not to cause any more trouble, hoping that she would behave herself.

Some things still need to be emphasized again.

It is better to make friends with the Lu Ming Dynasty rather than being enemies.

As soon as Sun Zhiye entered Fuguangyuan, he saw the person he left for his mother pacing back and forth under the eaves of the corridor, looking extremely anxious.

The sun is the yang virtue, and the moon is the yin spirit. It is good at supporting the light in the east marsh and inheriting the yin in the west.

Ye means light, brilliant and glorious.

This was written by him personally when he was still a young man.

At this moment, Sun Zhiye had tied his hair up again and straightened his outer robe, looking like a dignified gentleman, as elegant as jade and as graceful as an orchid.

"Young Master."

The people under the eaves hurried over to greet Sun Zhiye as soon as they saw him.

"Don't be anxious, let's go inside and talk." Sun Zhiye remained expressionless, pushed open the door of the study and walked straight in.

It looks like, if nothing unexpected happens, his mother has had an accident again.

Sun Zhiye sat upright, feeling exhausted.

"What is it?"

The servant lowered his head and narrated in detail the cause and effect of the fall into the water at the plum-viewing banquet.

Sun Zhiye suddenly raised his head and looked at the servant, a gleam of disbelief flashed across his eyes. His hands were clenched tightly into fists, veins bulged on the back of his hands, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, trying hard not to let his emotions get out of control.

That's great.

Great job!

What on earth made his mother think that a scene like falling into the water could be used to take revenge on the Lu Ming Dynasty!

And there is Xu Qingxing!

Trying to cover up something only makes it more conspicuous and ends up making things worse!

Sun Zhiye took a deep breath, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I understand. You go down first."

I want her person】