The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 322 The Old House
But Hongyi... When exactly did he get in touch with the eighth elder brother?Even under the eyes of such a keen father, he can hide it clearly.

This young man's mind is really as deep as the sea, and he really can hold his breath.

Gu Yaoyao didn't notice it at all.

But how did the fourth elder brother find out?

Gu Yaoyao frowned slightly, the fourth elder brother looked at her expression, and already guessed the question she was wondering about.

He held Gu Yaoyao's hand, let out a deep breath, and then mentioned a few things that happened on the patrol road.

Of course, he still concealed part of it.

However, what he said was enough to hint at Gu Yaoyao—the epidemic that Hongyun suffered was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

Gu Yaoyao raised her head to listen to him.

As she listened, she felt that her palms were getting colder and colder, but the blood in her chest was getting hotter and hotter, and a heart was beating violently in her chest.

Hurt her, but hurt her child—no mother can bear that.

She clenched her hands so tightly that she didn't even notice that her fingernails had sunk into the flesh of her palms until the fourth elder brother forcibly broke her hands apart.

Holding Gu Yaoyao's face in his hands, he called her several times before calling her God back.

The fourth elder brother's voice was full of hatred: "I know you hate, why don't you do it? Why don't you feel sorry for Hongyun?"

Gu Yaoyao thought of the crime Hongyun suffered when she was ill, and the scene where Hongyun choked vomit into the trachea, her face was flushed red, and she almost suffocated. She raised her hand to cover her face and collapsed. silent.

Although Niu Hulu's funeral had already been done, at this moment, Gu Yaoyao really wanted to drag Niu Hulu out of the coffin again.

It's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!
Gu Yaoyao used to think that she had overestimated Niu Hulu, but she didn't realize that she was stupid until this moment.

She really underestimated Niu Hulu's frivolity and madness.

Traveling to this time and space, she has witnessed enough things to prove that what happened in this time and space does not coincide with the historical trajectory.

Then, why did she think that this Niu Hulu family must be the concubine Xi in history?
The room was silent.

Gu Yaoyao thought again before going on tour—she could actually go with the group, or take Ergege and Sangege with her.

Inseparable from the children.

But because Si Fujin was weak, he didn't try his best to manage the affairs in the Old Summer Palace, and although Wu Gege, Geng Gege and others had qualifications, they didn't have enough positions.

Only she, Gu Cian Fujin, is in power.

That's why she separated from Hongying.

Gu Yaoyao took a deep breath, and she made up her mind at this moment——before the children grow up and can protect themselves, she will never let such harm happen to the children again.

……

It rained all night.

As it was getting dark, Hongyu stood at the gate of the Old Summer Palace.

The little eunuch next to him had red eyes, couldn't help wiping away his tears with his sleeve secretly, and turned his head reluctantly, taking a last look at the Old Summer Palace.

How could the master be so cruel!

Also, this matter is all handled by Di Fujin, and it is not once or twice that Di Fujin had conflicts with elder brother Hongyu.

Naturally, he would not arrange any good places for brother Hongqin.

The Zhuangzi this time is said to be the most barren place in the Zhuangzi owned by the fourth master - either the old, weak, sick or disabled servants are taken in, or the people who were kicked out of the mansion before.

There is a cold palace in the imperial city, and there is also a cold palace in Sibeile Mansion.

This small village is the cold palace of Baylor Mansion.

"go!"

Hongqin said coldly.

The wound on his forehead has been bandaged up—a bandage was wrapped obliquely on his forehead, almost covering one of his eyes, with brown stains and blood stains showing through.

The little eunuch followed Brother Hongyu, still turning his head three times a step at a time.

The other slaves were similar.

Everyone is still looking forward to a miracle -- no matter what, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons.

The fourth elder brother is always close to Lao Tzu.

But the miracle that everyone expected did not happen.

It was quiet all around, except for the people sent by Si Fujin to follow.

Hongqian bent down and got into the carriage.

There was a creaking, creaking axle sound from outside, and the carriage moved slowly.

Hongyu was sitting in the carriage, with his head slightly leaning back against the wall of the carriage—the carriage arranged by Si Fujin looked very spacious, but it was actually a carriage with poor shock absorption. After sitting for a while, he felt My back hurts.

However, physical torture is nothing.

Hongyu spread out the blanket he had prepared in advance and spread it on his crippled leg—it was cold and damp, and his old injury was very uncomfortable.

After wrapping his legs thickly, Hongyu looked out from the curtain of the carriage that floated up.

On the long street, there was no one there, and the sky was twilight, only two or three wild dogs were wolfing down a few bones in the corner with their tails between their legs.

Hong Qin wrapped the blanket tighter, feeling that he was no different from a lost dog at this moment.

It's all about survival.

The man whom he has called Ama for more than ten years—remembers Hongyun’s favorite cakes, remembers Honghui’s unfinished essays, but never remembers that Hongyun’s injuries hurt every time it rains .

There was a resentful and mocking sneer at the corner of Hongyu's mouth—suffering and tribulation did not enhance his endurance, but accumulated the hatred in his heart even more intensely.

……

The door panel was pushed open with a bang, kicking up dust from the room.

The little eunuch stared at the scene in the house dumbfounded.

How can this live in people?
There are showers today, the sky is dark and unclear, and the light in the room is even more cloudy.Hongqin sent someone to light the candles, lighting up the furniture in the room.

Hong Ting's legs could no longer support him. Seeing that the stool next to him was clean, he walked over a few steps and sat down on his knees.

The servants checked the house inside and out—except for the bed, which was replaced with new ones, the other places were cleaned very poorly, and it could even be said that they hadn't been cleaned properly at all.

It's just a perfunctory look at the surface.

However, it can be seen that this house used to be magnificent, but because it has not been repaired for a long time, it has become dilapidated now, not to mention that this small courtyard is the best courtyard in the village. It can be concluded that this is probably the place where the nobles came here to rest in the past.

There is already a young eunuch who wants to go to the head of Zhuangzi, and wants someone to come and change Brother Hongyu to a cleaner room.

Hong Qin's eyes stayed on the table, where there was a tray with several teacups on it.

Looking closer, there are actually tea stains in the teacup, with a yellow circle, not to mention how disgusting it is.

Someone is making special arrangements to welcome him.

Hong Qin sneered, turned his head and stopped the little eunuch who had already lifted one foot out of the threshold.

The old slave Lao Yang who followed in couldn't help but raised his sleeves and wiped his tears.

(End of this chapter)