Ink Burns

Chapter 44 The Significance of Qing Feng

That night, she fought for her sister's life. Shui Guang had a tinder in her lapel pocket. After Shui Guang ran away, he followed her instructions and lit a life-saving fire. Shui Guang was smart enough to know what she meant by running to the southeast - there was a deep and wide puddle hidden in the southeast corner of the woods, with a few tufts of reeds growing next to the puddle. The reed tubes were long, straight and hollow. Shui Guang could breathe with the help of the reed tubes and hide quietly underwater, thus avoiding the spreading fire and escaping the pursuers who were searching the mountain.

The wind that night blew towards the north, and in the afternoon, there were several large dark clouds in the south. The wind blew the clouds away, and there would be heavy rain in the evening.

When the heavy rain puts out the forest fire, Shuiguang can escape along the mountain paths - the younger sister often picks mushrooms in the mountains, and as long as there is no overwhelming search and no inevitable mountain disaster, she can survive.

For eight years, she was worried that her sister would die in the forest fire, or be caught up by the pack of vicious wolves. She was not worried about Shui Guang's intelligence, but was only worried that the other side would kill her and Shui Guang would have no way to survive.

Today, Huangqi's words increased Shuiguang's vitality from 50% to 80%.

Shanyue's heart was pounding, but years of hard work had taught her that she should never show anything on her face. The emotions that others see are what you want others to see.

Shan Yue's expression remained the same, which invisibly put pressure on Huang Qi. She could only continue, "Later, our eldest son specially invited a Taoist priest to build a Taoist temple and nine deep wells on the mountain. The Taoist priest chanted scriptures every day. I originally thought that they were to save the souls who died in the mountain fire. Later, when I accompanied my wife and eldest son to the mountain, I learned that they were nine soul-locking wells, which were used to suppress all the souls who died in vain on Fushou Mountain so that they could not enter the Taoist reincarnation cycle."

Shan Yue was extremely angry!

For so many years, her mother has never appeared in her dreams. It turns out that her soul is still in torment!
She didn't believe in ghosts or gods, but when she thought about her own mother's soul that was still restless, she just hated that there weren't enough evil ghosts in the world and the debts they took were not severe enough!
Shan Yue tilted his blade and pointed it at the unconscious Duan: "How much did she know about that night? How much did she participate in it?"

Huang Qi immediately shook his head: "The wife is only responsible for collecting people! The master was afraid that the wife would surpass him and get on the high line, so he sent the wife back to her parents' home in those days to take care of her sick mother-in-law."

Shan Yue turned his gaze away from Duan and continued to ask, "What is Qing Feng?"

Huangqi was stunned, surprised at how Shanyue knew "Qingfeng": "Who are you?"

Looking at the mountain moon through Huangqi is like looking at the ghost of Fengdu.

"I told you, I am someone who can take your life or let you go - someone whose life hangs by a thread has no right to ask questions."

Shan Yue raised his voice and spoke sternly.

He repeated his words in detail: "What is 'Qingfeng'? Is it an organization that raises skinny horses? How many families are there in it? Who is the upper line? Who is the lower line? How many 'Qingfeng' families are there in Songjiang Prefecture? Where are you going to send me this time? Is it the capital? Is the other party an old man with power? Or a senior official with special hobbies? Or a eunuch who is popular in the palace? A Taoist priest from the Imperial Observatory?"

As Shanyue guessed, Huangqi's face turned paler and paler.

Who is the other party?
These, these objects, they have all been given!

How did He Shanyue know this!?

Huangqi opened his mouth, drooling, and stammered, not knowing where to start. A weak voice sounded behind him.

"Qingfeng. Qingfeng is a huge institution carefully built by the Jiangnan officialdom over the past century."

At some point, Duan had woken up, and slowly sat up with the help of the wall. She was still dizzy, and her intestines were twisted but not as painful as her heartache. She could sacrifice for the eldest son, but why did the eldest son still not trust her and personally kill her? Was it just because she refused to let him get involved with Lord Liu?

The poison was completely poured out, but the intestines in the abdominal cavity were broken into pieces.

After Duan was in a trance, he said with a faint breath: "Since ancient times, the officialdom in Jiangnan has been like an old tree with intertwined roots. The old buds are in the core, strong and calm, while the new branches are scattered and sprouting but must lean towards the center. You are in me and I am in you, and only then have we formed the rock-solid Jiangnan faction that we are now. The vines that move forward charge into the capital, hold high positions in the six ministries, and even enter the cabinet to be appointed as prime ministers. The roots and buds in the back must absorb nutrients from the land of Jiangnan and feed back to the branches and leaves that charge in the front."

As Duan stood up and spoke, Miss Wang Er was so frightened that she shuddered: I'm scared to death!
She quickly looked towards Shanyue, thinking: Duan is awake, but Shanyue still doesn't hide? Will she continue to be an iceberg and interrogate her about secrets? What if Duan tells on her? Then they will be happy - that damn fat kid's coffin is so wide, it's more than enough to bury two beautiful girls alive!

Shan Yue's face did not show any surprise, he turned his head calmly and looked at Duan: The medicine Cheng Xinghe gave was most likely an overdose of thunder god vine, which is colorless and tasteless, and can make people fall into a coma and lose the ability to speak. In the next few days, he will definitely continue to add thunder god vine to the water or medicine, but in more than half a month, the person will completely faint and never wake up again.

But people will not die.

In this way, he would not bear the burden of killing his father and mother, and he could also make Duan "shut up" once and for all and silently admit the murder of Master Cheng.

What a greedy man who wants everything.

Unfortunately, if he had poisoned her with arsenic, even if he had given her elixir, Duan wouldn't have been able to be saved.

Duan stared blankly ahead: "The needs of the front branches and leaves are different, so the nutrients delivered to the back are different. In order to operate efficiently, 'Qingfeng' came into being."

Follow up with the second question.

"Only train skinny horses?" Duan raised the corners of her lips silently, weakly: "You look down on the Jiangnan officialdom - 'Qingfeng' takes everything and does everything. Some families raise assassins, some raise parrots that can mimic words, some specialize in finding rare treasures, and some are responsible for analyzing the imperial examination questions. The largest number of people raise daughters to marry into wealthy families, because this business has low costs, high returns, and low risks. You don't need to understand the true meaning of 'Qingfeng' to complete it smoothly and get the 'reward'. But raising a daughter to marry into a wealthy family is also different. Our family mostly raises girls from good families. When they are married off, they are at least concubines, and at most the main wife. They have a certain status in the husband's family, can have a say, and can slowly influence the husband's thoughts. The more capable ones will give birth to the next heir - in this way, the next heir will have a Jiangnan origin, right?"

That's why there are so many classes, including poetry, song, calligraphy and painting. If you just want to please a man, you only need to practice one.

"There are also those who keep concubines who are not presentable. They have to practice their skills of bewitching to the ninth level, imitating beauties like Su Daji and Feng Xiaolian. This is too difficult. It is not easy to find such a beautiful woman."

　This update of this book is almost the best one I have ever written. Because I know that many plots cannot be interrupted, I can only type desperately.
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