Chapter 98: Sun Er Shao Dies

Xie Yan did not comment, but just tilted his head and looked at Lu Mingchao with a smile.

During his Ming Dynasty, people were not afraid of vengeance.

The picture is quiet and beautiful.

"Does Ming Chao intend to train a shopkeeper himself?"

Lu Mingchao's eyelids are upturned, "The one who knows me is Ah Yan."

“I hope she can really learn the skills to stand on her own.”

"When the time comes, I'll have to trouble Ah Yan to find a shopkeeper to take care of her."

Xie Jingyi appeared out of nowhere, hugged Lu Mingchao's legs, and whined, "Sanbao also wants to learn from mother."

"What the eldest brother and the second child learn is too difficult. The third child's small head can't fit it."

"Of course you can." Lu Mingchao bent over and held Xie Jingyi in his arms, poking her bulging belly. "What did Sanbao eat again?"

"Grandma steamed some fragrant, sweet and soft cakes. They were so delicious." Xie Jingyi licked her lips with a little silver thread hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Lu Mingchao sighed helplessly, sat on the chair, and gently rubbed Xie Jingyi's stomach. "Even if the food is delicious, you can't eat too much. I forgot the time when I rolled over in bed because of the stomachache caused by the accumulated food."

Xie Jingyi smiled sweetly, covered her chubby face with her chubby hands, and secretly looked at Lu Mingchao with her fingers apart, then she burped unexpectedly.

Lu Mingchao raised his hand and patted Xie Jingyi's belly. "If you do it again, I will let your elder brother take care of you."

Xie Jingyi's eyes widened and she shook her head wildly, the little tufts of hair on her head almost falling apart.

The eldest brother would make her stand at the wall and listen to words she couldn't understand at all, and would not allow her to take a nap, and would slap her palm if she did.

"Mother." Xie Jingyi said coquettishly.

Lu Mingchao rubbed Xie Jingyi's belly for a while, then put Xie Jingyi on the ground and said, "Go play."

Xie Yan stood in front of the window, staring at the distant mountains in a trance.

"Are you worried about Sun Zhiye's next move?" Lu Mingchao lowered his head and sniffed the plum blossoms in the vase. "Or are you worried about going to the capital?"

"Go to the capital." Xie Yan said quietly.

The quieter it is, the weirder it is.

He didn't believe that Gu Huai would remain indifferent after knowing that Ming Chao was going to marry him.

If Gu Zhen hadn't had any concerns, he wouldn't have come here, and he wouldn't have made such a fuss on the eve of the wedding.

"Ayan." Lu Mingchao plucked a plum blossom that was about to wither and held it in his palm. "Hold on tightly to the important things in front of you, and ignore the unimportant things or those that may appear at any time."

"Perhaps Gu Huai is too overwhelmed and overwhelmed to do anything about it."

Xie Yan looked at her, and something occurred to him. His eyes turned slightly, "Ming Chao, don't let me go."

Only with the Ming Dynasty did our home feel like a home.

Lu Mingchao smiled, hooked Xie Yan's finger, and shook it, "I'm holding it."

Xie Yan frowned, and the ring glowed in the warm sunlight.

The Feng siblings, like two gusts of wind, one big and one small, came hurriedly with six gifts.

"Ms. Lu, I heard that when you become a disciple, you must bring six gifts: celery, lotus seeds, red beans, dates, longans, and dried lean meat strips."

"At this time of year, my family doesn't have rare things like celery, lotus seeds, and longans, so I'll use other things to make up for it first, and then I'll replenish the gold and jade when the season comes."

Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "It's OK as long as the intention is there."

Originally, she had never thought about becoming a disciple.

After all, her original plan was just to teach in her spare time every day.

"We must be serious when we need to be serious and we can't break the rules." Feng Jinmao said seriously and winked at Feng Jinyu.

Feng Jinyu hurriedly helped Lu Mingchao sit down on a chair nearby, then knelt on both knees, kowtowed three times, and performed the six rituals of becoming a disciple.

"Today, I, Feng Jinyu, take Lu Mingchao as my teacher. From now on, I will believe in her, respect her, and honor her. I will never betray her in my life."

"If you break your promise, you will suffer the pain of self-destruction in all your lives."

Feng Jinyu once again solemnly repeated his oath.

The corners of Lu Mingchao's mouth twitched slightly. This was a bit like swearing blood oath on Mount Liangshan.

Shouldn't the proper procedure for becoming a disciple include dressing properly, washing, bowing, presenting six gifts and offering tea at an auspicious time? Sir, do you have any advice?

Feng Jinyu got it done in one step.

Lu Mingchao passed on the Analects that he had specially found from Xie Huaiqian.

It wasn't that she didn't want to find a vertical-printed sewing notebook from the Space Supermarket as a gift, it was just that the font was very different.

"Get up."

"From today on, I will take on the responsibility of teaching you and answering your questions."

After bowing three times, Feng Jinyu felt dizzy. After he stood up, he said in a daze, "The storyteller in the teahouse in the town said that once you become a teacher, you become a father for life. I have a new father now."

Lu Mingchao: ...

From then on, Feng Jinyu called Lu Mingchao "Mr. Yiqu".

Of course, Feng Jinyu was also willing to call him "little daddy", but was severely punished by Feng Jinmao and Lu Mingchao.

…

In winter, days are short and night falls quickly.

The night was dark, the wind was cold, there was no moon in the sky, only a few stars dotted it.

There seemed to be the cooing sound of pigeons outside the window.

Lu Mingchao felt confused. He stood up and walked to the candle. He picked up the hairpin and turned the wick. The candle light instantly became brighter, and the halo was as bright as quicksand.

Then, he opened the window and saw a snow-white pigeon landing on the back of Xie Yan's hand.

Xie Yan untied the letter tied to the pigeon's feet, then patted the pigeon, and the pigeon spread its wings and perched on the dead tree in the yard.

"In the Ming Dynasty, Sun Ershao died."

Lu Mingchao was stunned, his eyes widened, full of disbelief, "Dead?"

Xie Yan nodded and handed the note to Lu Mingchao.

"In the county jail, he chose to end his life by cutting his wrists with pottery shards, and left a confession on the wall before he died. The words revealed that he deeply reflected on his past in prison and realized that his behavior of bullying men and women was a serious sin. He felt deeply that he had tarnished the reputation of the Sun family and felt guilty for the victims. He was willing to die to atone for his sins and decided to sell his shop to compensate those who were harmed by him."

"In addition, he said that he knew that Qu Ying was lacking in personal morality and was not worthy of marrying into the Sun family, but he was still very grateful to the eldest son Sun for giving Qu Ying a stable and worry-free future in response to his letter threatening death."

"Finally, he wrote that his parents had Sun Dagong to take care of them in their old age, and Qu Ying also had Sun Dagong by her side. He no longer had any worries and died without regrets. He also specifically pleaded that you should not harbor resentment towards the Sun family because of him."

"I wish to return my grandson's family after my death so that we can see clearly from now on."

Lu Mingchao frowned.

"Young Master Sun is an uneducated man. Even if he left a last note, it would not be written so smoothly."

"Sun Zhiye, you are so cruel."

It was not a pity that Sun Ershao died, but she never thought that Sun Zhiye would deal with the current predicament in such a decisive way.

The stupid and evil young master Sun died at the hands of the upright gentleman Sun Zhiye.

"Didn't the news of Sun Zhiye and Qu Ying sleeping together in bed spread all over Changhe this morning?"

"If it was written first and Young Master Sun's last letter came later, the timing doesn't make sense. The people are not blind or stupid."

Turn passivity into initiative】