Stone coffin female corpse 7
After finishing his conversation, Xiao Congzhi gathered his sleeves, went out of the house, and summoned the snow-white carrier pigeon, intending to deliver a message to Xu Congyun. Xie Mowen lagged behind; the news brought by Xu Congyun had calmed his nausea, and his complexion had improved considerably. After leaving the house, he also summoned a carrier pigeon to deliver a message to the Demonic Sect.
Xiao Sizhao followed at the back, lost in thought, and accidentally bumped into Xie Mowen's back. When Xie Mowen stared at him with his dark eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty, but he was too stubborn to say anything nice. He awkwardly said, "Do you know what you were like just now? You caused trouble for His Majesty." As he spoke, he bowed to Xiao Congzhi's back.
Xie Mowen raised an eyebrow and said matter-of-factly, "Congzhi is my husband, what's wrong with taking care of him?"
Xiao Sizhao just wanted to cover his ears. He could tell that these two, apart from being somewhat restrained in front of his father and grandfather at the beginning, were completely different in front of him. They kept calling him "husband" and "sir" all the time, making his teeth ache. As a commoner, he really didn't dare to investigate who was whose husband, but his heart felt like it was being crawled by a thousand ants.
"Bang bang bang—"
A series of knocks, starting soft and then getting louder, brought Xiao Sizhao back to his senses. He frowned and looked at Xiao Congzhi for help.
Xiao Congzhi also found it strange. It was past midnight and the night was deep. Who would come to the suburbs to visit the Xiao family?
Xie Mowen patted the gray carrier pigeon that was perched on his arm. After it flew away, he turned to look in the direction of the gate and said to Xiao Sizhao, "Go and see who it is. If it's nothing serious, send them away. I've made all the arrangements here. We'll set off at 9:00 AM tomorrow. There's no need to wait for the Ninghai matter."
Xiao Sizhao pondered for a moment and asked, "If that's the case, why not leave now?"
"We'll be traveling day and night for the next two days, so if we make it in time, let's get a full night's sleep tonight. Speaking of which, is the room ready?"
Xiao Sizhao blushed for a moment for no apparent reason, and stammered, "I dared not prepare only one room, I prepared two." After saying that, she turned around and ran towards the gate.
"Are those two rooms feasible?" After watching the man run off into the distance, Xiao Congzhi walked up to Xie Mowen, tapped the man's chest with a meaningful gesture, and asked softly.
Xie Mowen slapped Xiao Congzhi's hand away and replied firmly, "Why not?"
Xiao Congzhi smiled slightly: "I thought you'd need to hold me to fall asleep tonight."
Xiao Congzhi's gaze moved from bottom to top, teasingly suggestive, his words laced with sarcasm, yet his eyes held affection. Xie Mowen raised his hand and gently embraced Xiao Congzhi, admitting defeat, "I'll be there in a bit."
After saying that, he added, still not entirely at ease, "But you're not allowed to cause any trouble."
Xiao Congzhi leaned into Xiao Congzhi's arms, his tense mood from the day relaxing considerably, and replied, "Of course."
Xiao Sizhao will be back soon. Xie Mowen didn't hold him for long before letting go, but their hands touched as they fell, and their eyes met.
Although the journey from Anling to Ninghai was filled with some unpleasant experiences, they were ultimately minor matters for the country and the emperor. However, the return journey to Yidu begins tomorrow, and the clash of swords will arrive as scheduled. Thus, though the weather is chilly now, it is the last moment when we can relax.
"Um... Xiao... Biao..." Xiao Sizhao, who had returned, stood outside the courtyard and stammered to the two people inside.
Xiao Congzhi walked out, asking as he went, "What's wrong? Who was it?"
Xiao Sizhao hesitated for a moment, then turned to the side to reveal the person behind him, and led the person into the mansion.
Xiao Congzhi frowned slightly, looking at the man with a hint of doubt. The man looked familiar; he was the one who had taken Xiao Sizhao to share a table at the restaurant.
This is where things get interesting.
The newcomer's eyes darted left and right, demonstrating a keen ability to read people. He identified the person in charge as the one dressed in white, holding a fan in the dead of winter, and possessing the best appearance. He then promptly knelt down before Xiao Congzhi.
Xiao Congzhi was startled, unsure of the newcomer's identity or who was kneeling before him.
Fortunately, the man was sensible and got straight to the point: "My surname is Xue, Xue Jingyuan. I am here for no other reason than to ask for help in finding a wife for the young master of the Xiao family tomorrow."
Unfortunately, this direct approach startled Xiao Sizhao, causing her knees to tremble and almost fall to her knees. Fortunately, she managed to grab onto something in her haste, and when she regained her balance, she realized that she had grabbed Xiao Congzhi's arm. Her knees immediately went weak again.
Xiao Congzhi, holding up his folding fan, prevented Xiao Sizhao from kneeling in this bizarre situation, which would only make things more chaotic. His eyes, however, were fixed on Xie Mowen, and he sent someone forward to investigate first.
Xie Mowen's gaze swept over Xiao Sizhao's hands before turning to examine Xue Jingyuan. After a moment, he asked, "What is the meaning of this?"
Xue Jingyuan kept his head down, his attitude humble, and his tone steady: "Today I observed that Young Master Xiao has no intention of marrying Miss Feng, and is even troubled by this. But I have long been in love with Miss Feng, and I was thinking..."
Xie Mowen interrupted sharply, rebuking, "Marriage is a major event, decided by parents and arranged by matchmakers. What kind of person are you to take someone else's place in a marriage? Are you trying to have an affair without a matchmaker?!"
Xue Jingyuan bowed respectfully and replied neither servilely nor arrogantly, "I have no intention of offending you, but I have no other choice but to resort to this tactic. These past few days I have been inquiring about the rumors circulating among the people in Ninghai, hoping to find a solution, but all I have found are increasingly unpleasant rumors. Although I do not know why Magistrate Feng is forcing the Xiao family to marry, I know Miss Feng's character. If I can take her place tomorrow, I will proceed slowly and give Young Master Xiao an explanation."
Xiao Congzhi walked up to Xue Jingyuan, lifted Xue Jingyuan's chin with his folding fan, looked into the man's hastily lowered eyes, and slowly asked, "How did you know?"
Xue Jingyuan simply said, "One who is truly fond of another will naturally trust her."
Xiao Congzhi recalled that when they were in the restaurant, this man was very good at currying favor and had people around him spread all sorts of rumors and speculations, but he never responded to any of those unpleasant and vulgar words.
"Rumors circulate that the Feng family's daughter is either addicted to sex, suffers from a serious illness, or is pregnant—any of which would be a trap. Young Master Xue..." Xiao Congzhi slapped Xue Jingyuan's chest hard with the handle of his fan, his face serious. "If you're hiding a secret, just tell it. Telling only half the story is not sincere."
Xue Jingyuan felt a dull ache in his heart. He composed himself and met Xiao Congzhi's gaze, only then realizing that this man was not simple and could not be easily fooled. A few beads of cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead. After a few moments of internal struggle, he finally yielded, bowing again. When he rose again, he no longer lowered his head but looked straight ahead: "I am with the Feng family..."
He hesitated, then bit his lip before changing his tone: "I've known Miss Yingwan since we were young, and we exchanged letters a year ago. I know she's in trouble, and I want to help her."
Xiao Congzhi breathed a sigh of relief, finally realizing who Xue Jingyuan was. He never expected that this was the son of the magistrate of the neighboring county whom Miss Ying had sought help from a year ago.
Yingwan, Wan was his mother's name, Xiao Congzhi thought.
Seeing that none of the people in front of him spoke, Xue Jingyuan grew increasingly anxious and continued, "A year ago, she sent me a letter. After exchanging pleasantries, she asked me at the end if I had any requests, and said she might be able to help me. I replied immediately, but I never received a reply."
More than half a month later, I heard the news that Miss Yingwan was beaten to death by her husband's family for having an affair. I felt something was amiss, so I came to Ninghai and stayed for a few months, but I didn't find anything.
A little over a month ago, the Feng family's ancestral graves were opened, and Yingwan was brought back to life. I tried to submit her name card to the government office, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea. Now she's going to marry into the Xiao family, and I... I really can't do anything about it.
Xiao Congzhi: "The Xiao family is not wicked. If she has any requests, we can help her after she marries into the family."
Xiao Sizhao suddenly raised his head and shook his head very slightly at Xiao Congzhi, only to be tapped on the head by Xie Mowen, who was standing to the side.
Fortunately, Xue Jingyuan's attention was on Xiao Congzhi. Upon hearing the question, he hurriedly replied, "I have admired Miss Yingwan since I was a child. I asked my father to discuss marriage with Magistrate Feng, but he didn't even accept my name card. I originally wanted to come to Ninghai to visit her in person, but before I could set off, I heard that Miss Yingwan had been betrothed to the Qian family. I did nothing back then, which has led to the current complicated situation. I regret it deeply. Today, I don't want to watch her marry into another family again."
"Young Master Xue," Xiao Congzhi said with a heavy heart, "the past is gone, and things are as they are now. But life is unpredictable. After all this time of wasted time, looking back, everything has changed. How can you be sure you've truly seen things clearly?"
Xue Jingyuan straightened his back, his eyes firm: "I know her well. Although we only met a few times when we were young, Miss Yingwan's talent and character are worthy of being called pure and noble."
Xiao Congzhi sighed softly. Xue Jingyuan had not misjudged her. Miss Ying was fearless in the face of death, concerned about the country and its people, and resilient and resourceful.
“In that case, it’s not that I don’t want to grant your wish, but… let me ask you another question,” Xiao Congzhi said. “Today, the Xiao family is neither evil nor wicked, but if this place were a den of dragons and tigers, and you were to walk right into their trap, handling every little detail, what would you do?”
Xue Jingyuan showed no fear: "I took her out of the city in the dead of night, and from then on, wherever there are mountains and rivers, there is home."
He finished speaking with great confidence and radiance, adding, "Furthermore, I am good at judging people, and none of you are bad people."
Xiao Congzhi laughed loudly, whether because the man had told him he could judge people, or because he had encountered a rare and interesting person.
"Very well. From now on, let's get rid of the 'Feng' character."
Xue Jingyuan looked at Xiao Congzhi with a puzzled expression.
“I was worried that Miss Ying had nowhere to go, so you should take her out of the city tonight.” Xiao Congzhi said, looking at Xie Mowen.
Xie Mowen shrugged, feigning a barely audible complaint: "All you do is order me around."
He then turned serious and said, "I'll make the arrangements." He raised his hand and blew his whistle to summon the carrier pigeons again.
Xiao Congzhi reached out and pulled Xue Jingyuan up from the ground, saying with a smile, "A true man has no reason to kneel."
Xue Jingyuan first answered without hesitation, "It's worth it." Then, with great confusion, he asked, "But this is...?"
"The one in the yamen wasn't Miss Ying herself, but someone else in disguise..."
Using this as a starting point, Xiao Congzhi succinctly recounted the whole story, and then, seeing Xue Jingyuan's dazed and sorrowful expression, said, "We have our own plans for tomorrow in the city, and we can send you out of the city tonight."
Xue Jingyuan closed his eyes tightly, his mind racing. Once his thoughts were clear, he tried to kneel, but Xiao Congzhi quickly stopped him. Xue Jingyuan's voice trembled: "Such a great favor…such a great favor, how can I repay it?"
Xiao Congzhi smiled, displaying the demeanor of a true gentleman, but his words carried a deeper meaning: "The time will come."
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Speaking of Ninghai, a major event occurred in the twelfth year of Tiansheng.
The county magistrate's daughter died in a stone coffin but was resurrected. She was then forcibly married into the Xiao family of Ninghai. On the auspicious day of her marriage, she was escorted to her wedding when she encountered a fight between martial arts practitioners. Swords and blades have no eyes, and the county magistrate Feng Huai and his daughter Feng Yingwan died on the spot. Their blood splattered on the red silk, and it has not faded for years.
The following year, Xiao Sizhao, the son of the Xiao family who was not yet married, returned to Ninghai as governor, reopened an old case, and revealed the truth, shocking the world.
The stone coffin female corpse is finished
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