The splendid medical relationship of Jiangshan

Chapter 318 What A Li Did Herself
Buhong made an appointment to meet at Zuixiaolou.

Before Duan Hui went to the appointment, he didn't know that the person who invited him was Bu Hong.

The other party did not state his identity in the letter, but only said that it was related to Duan Lang's life experience and Ji's innocence, and asked him to go to Zuixiaolou to talk about it, and we will not wait after noon.

When it comes to his wife, Duan Hui naturally dare not be careless.

He keeps appointments on time.

It's autumn and it's getting cooler, and all the private rooms on the third floor of Zuixiao Tower are open.

Buhong chose an elegant room facing the street, and opened the window to have a panoramic view of the main street.

When Duan Hui arrived, he saw two servants guarding the door.

One of them pushed the door open, bowed respectfully and said, "Master Duan, please, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Duan Hui walked in, the door closed behind him, the sound was not too loud, but it exploded in his ears like a firecracker.

He stared intently at the man by the window, his brows furrowed suddenly, and the storm was about to come in his eyes.

Bu Hong's expression was very relaxed: "Brother Duan, sit down."

Duan Hui's face sank like water, he walked over and sat down after a while.

He clenched his hands tightly on his knees, only in this way could he barely suppress the urge to beat up the person opposite him.

At this moment, he suddenly understood his son.

For an old dog like Buhong, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart if he doesn't beat him.

But the fiercer Duan Hui's eyes were, the brighter Bu Hong's smile became: "Brother Duan, what kind of eyes are these? It looks like he wants to eat people."

He pushed the poured tea towards Duan Hui, and said slowly: "I invited Brother Duan here today out of good intentions. It is related to the past of Young Master Ling and his wife. Brother Duan must be very curious."

Duan Hui gritted his teeth: "I would like to hear the details."

"Sigh... It's embarrassing to say the least, it's all the fault of my ineffective brother!"

Hearing this, Duan Hui's eyes moved slightly.

He drooped his eyelashes to block the thoughts in his eyes, and waited quietly for Buhong to say something later.

Buhong glanced at him, and then continued: "Brother Duan probably knows a little about what happened back then, so I won't go around in circles.

To be honest, Young Master Ling is not your biological child, but the son of your brother. "

"Bu Tao?"

"Yes."

"Fart your mother!" Duan Hui flipped the table angrily.

The tea bowl and teapot on the table fell to the ground, and the cup of tea that Bu Hong poured for him just now flew up, the tea splashed wet Bu Hong's clothes, and burned one side of his cheek.

Annoyance also appeared on Bu Hong's face, but he held back.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened his lips: "Brother Duan, if you don't believe what I said, just leave. If you are so angry, you will believe it?"

Seeing that Duan Hui just stared at him and didn't do anything else, Buhong continued: "Many years ago, my brother had been to Liangzhou, and he even went to the famous Qingliang Temple in Liangzhou.

He met a little woman in the temple, and some ridiculous things happened.

This matter was originally rotten in his heart, because he was ill before and spent the whole day thinking about it, saying that he had suffered retribution, so he blurtly revealed this secret matter.

He felt uneasy and asked me to find the woman from back then, hoping to make amends.

As a result, after several times of investigation, I discovered that the incident was inextricably linked with your residence, and I finally confirmed that the woman that day was Mrs. Duan San.

Mr. Duan cannot be unaware of what happened to the person next to the pillow, so you should know that what I said is true. "

Duan Hui didn't know whether he believed his words or not, he just said: "What purpose do you have to speak out."

"Refreshing!" Bu Hong folded his hands together: "I need Brother Duan's help for something."

"What's the matter?"

"I think you've heard about the separation of the Hou's family. That niece of mine is ruthless. Since my elder brother and his family are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless.

I want brother Duan to help me, let me be the Marquis of Wu'an, and let me shine on the lintel of the Bu family.

If this happens, I will rot in my heart about Mrs. Duan San and Young Master Ling, and I will never disclose it to anyone else. "

The implication is that if you don't help, then I will yell and everyone in the world will know.

Duan Hui has always been smart, so he naturally recognized his undertones.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground. He really wanted to pick up a piece and kill the dog directly.

But no.

He clenched his fists tightly, seemingly compromising, but suddenly looked at Bu Hong, and said solemnly, "Let me beat you up."

How far-fetched these words are, even Buhong was stunned.

Duan Hui stood up, brushed off his clothes, and said casually: "Your brother has already stretched his legs, I can't dig his grave and drag him out to whip his corpse, but I can't let out the bad breath in my heart.

Since the two of you are brothers, and you just used this matter to threaten me today, you probably don't mind letting me vent my anger on you. "

Before he finished speaking, Duan Hui raised his hand and punched Buhong in the face.

Bu Hong was unprepared, and was directly knocked to the ground by his punch.

Although the third master of the Bu family has not been around like Bu Tao in the past two years, he has never stopped in the mansion. His body has long been weak, so naturally he cannot compare with Duan Hui's tough physique.

With his mouth covered and kicked and beaten, Bu Hong almost died.

After the beating was over, Duan Hui's frowning brows finally eased, and his tone became lighter: "Oh, look, this is a mess, I'm being rude."

As he spoke, he lifted the man from the ground: "Come on, come on, Mr. Bu, get up quickly, I can't control this, please don't be offended."

Bu Hong waved his hand away: "Duan Hui! You!"

"Don't be angry, third master, don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you, and it will be done properly.

You don't have to worry that I will lie to you. After all, my niece is married to His Highness the Crown Prince, so I must stand by his side.

But your niece is about to marry Prince Duan. This prince and the prince will have to match up in the future. It is a great achievement for me to help the prince get rid of this stumbling block as soon as possible.

If you can help me again, then you are also a hero, so don't you worry about not getting the title of Marquis? "

In just a few words, the relationship between the characters and the interests involved in it are clearly stated.

In this way, Bu Hong became more and more sure that he was right to find him.

He wanted to say something, but the wound on the corner of his mouth was so painful that he couldn't open his mouth, so he couldn't help but gave Duan Hui a hard look.

Although he was very depressed after being beaten, but at the same time he felt a little relieved. It is natural for Duan Hui to get angry. It would be shocking if he remained as calm as usual.

Forget it, he's already been beaten left and right, it's useless to entangle with this matter now, when he becomes Marquis of Wu'an in the future, he will naturally have a lot of opportunities to deal with Duan Hui.

Thinking of this, Buhong said coldly: "I won't argue with you this time! Make things beautiful for me, otherwise you'll just wait for Quan Chang'an to see the Duan family's jokes!"

After speaking, he lifted his foot and walked out.

When he reached the door, he paused slightly: "I will only give you ten days! After ten days..."

Before he finished speaking, he walked out.

The smile on Duan Hui's face suddenly disappeared.

He looked at Buhong's back and squinted his eyes, killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Big silly hat!"

Before leaving, Duan Hui bled heavily and bought a few snacks that fit Ji's taste at Zuixiaolou, and then returned to the residence.

And at the moment in the private room next door.

Duan Yinli sat by the window, watching Duan Hui's figure quickly disappear into the crowd, she looked away.

Da Zhuang hung a painting back on the wall, blocking a small hole for peeping.

"Miss, what shall we do?"

"Wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for Xiao Jiaojiao to take the lead, and we will follow behind to pick up the mistakes."

Ten days was enough for Buhong to kill himself.

She guessed that the third uncle must also have this idea, but he is not as straightforward as she and Fu Yunmo. After all, there is her second brother in between, and the third uncle is afraid that he will not know how to face him in the future.

Da Zhuang: "By the way, there is also that son of a bitch, Lu Ling, how do you take care of him?"

"There are no eggs under the overturned nest. Lu Shangshu is about to fall, and he only has a few days left to bounce around."

"...His Royal Highness is taking the lead again?"

"Yeah." Miss Duan nodded proudly.

Da Zhuang looked distressed: "You are too lazy, why do you let His Royal Highness do everything, is there nothing you do yourself?"

"Yes! Of course there is!"

"what?"

"Hmm... I can't say..." I was ashamed.

Da Zhuang scratched his head suspiciously.

Liangyue was stroking the feather duster beside her to enjoy the dry addiction, and she thought that even if she pulled all the hair out of her head, she couldn't think of an answer.

(End of this chapter)