Fairy, I really am a villain!

As she read, her expression became a little subtle, and she whispered, "You should have said earlier that you wanted to establish contact with the Yun family. I was thinking of helping you get revenge..."

I didn't ask anyone to kill the stupid goose that injured my family because the Yun family was polite. Who the hell is Yun Yichuan?

However, after reading it over and over again twice, Jiang Xingchu's face darkened.

This bastard has nothing else to say besides business?

All he does is remind us to be careful of the Yuwen family and the old emperor, but he hasn't even said a few words to me after not seeing me for such a long time?

Angry.

"I'm out." After folding the letter and putting it away, Jiang Xingchu stood up.

She just waved her slender hand, and the sky and the earth turned upside down. The secret realm returned to its original state; the countless stars suddenly dimmed and flickered with fluorescence.

Seeing this, Jiang Li concealed his shocked expression and nodded slightly.

Chapter 192 Where did this henpecked man come from?

Xingping City, the city gate is high.

There were two people sitting opposite each other, with a small table in the middle and a few wine jars stacked underneath; one of them was wearing a black suit and the other a red suit with gold thread, they were naturally Fang Xiwen and Captain Sun.

Outside the city, merchants were carrying horse-drawn carriages carrying all kinds of goods. There were still cracks on the official road left by the winter, like a mouth, "eating" the things that fell off.

"Old Sun, you should just drink outside, right?" Fang Xiwen waved his hand and asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"Drunken Talk among Flowers is a bit vulgar. In one word, it's wonderful!" Sun Zhengxuan gave a thumbs up.

He is not a person who likes to drink, but it is an exception occasionally, when he wants to talk about serious matters.

Similarly, Fang Xiwen did not take out the wine to bribe people, but just got a good thing and wanted to share it with his friends.

In order to boost the business of Lixianglou, Fang Xiwen copied several famous poems and inscribed them in various places in the lobby and private rooms, such as the most classic "Pipa Xing" and so on.

He simply cut out two songs from it and hung them up - the courtesans would watch it for a while whenever they had nothing to do, sing a few lines to the beat, with tears falling down their faces.

There were many knowledgeable merchants passing by, and they soon spread these poems among the people, making him famous overnight.

Although Fang Xiwen had already said that it was plagiarized, it did not stop those flatterers from promoting it in various ways.

"It tastes good, I exchanged it for poetry."

"Yes, Mr. Fang is a man who can't be judged by appearance. He has a lot of experience..." Sun Zhengxuan took a few sips of wine and joked with a smile: "All the courtesans in this city would be willing to invite you to be their lover."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen shook his head and responded with a few words.

He never thought of using poetry to pick up girls - even if it was really effective - after all, it was not his.

And even if he used it, for example, writing it to Jiang Xingchu, he would definitely be accused of being pretentious, and would even make fun of him from time to time. He would never do such a thing as shooting himself in the foot.

This wave, this wave was predicted.

"Let's not talk about this. Old Sun, how is the letter I asked you to deliver to the capital of the gods?"

"Sent."

"...Did they deliver it?" Fang Xiwen was stunned for a moment, "The efficiency of the Six Gates is quite high."

"Of course not. Six hundred miles of galloping horse. Hurry up."

Although he said so, Sun Zhengxuan did not look complacent. With such an efficient information network, the Six Gates could not accomplish anything. What was the point of just recording those bullshit Heaven and Earth Lists?

"Really? Then everything is ready..."

After confirming it two or three times, Fang Xiwen turned his gaze to a valuable mansion in the city, his eyes slightly gloomy.

That is Yuwen Mansion.

Seeing his expression, Captain Sun put down his wine glass and whispered in secret: "I have already sent people to do the things you asked me to do. But, is this little trick really useful?"

"Just wait and see."

Fang Xiwen leaned back, his expression relaxed, and picked up the wine glass: "Evil will be punished by evil, I didn't expect that I would go down the same old path so soon..."

Captain Sun was confused by what he said, but seeing that he didn't want to talk more, he raised his glass and drank with him.

Alcohol is not a good thing and Fang Xiwen doesn't like to drink it; but he has to admit that it is quite useful sometimes and can numb some things.

Suddenly, Sun Zhengxuan slapped his head, stood up abruptly, took off his coat, and hung it on the city gate to be blown by the wind, like a fluttering flag.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"My wife is very strict. If she smells alcohol at home, she will give me a cold shoulder." Old Sun's face turned red.

"Look at you, you henpecked guy!" Fang Xiwen pointed at him and laughed, "Tsk tsk tsk, one or two of you are so scared... I have to be happy, who dares to interfere?

I can drink as much as I want!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Lao Sun's expression became strange.

"What are you looking at? Is there a ghost behind me?"

"Mr. Fang, you are quite capable," a cold voice suddenly sounded, "You dressed up like a gentleman and went out. I thought you were going to do something, but you came to the city gate to drink?"

Looking back, I saw Lin Huazhi dressed as a maid. She was tall and had an expressionless face on her pretty face.

"Lin - yes, it's Miss Lin," Fang Xiwen's expression froze, and he slowly put down his wine glass: "Why are you here?"

"You drank till the bottom of the two jars of Huajianzui, and you still don't use your internal energy," Lin Huazhi glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, "Do you want to drink yourself to death outside? Come home with me!"

The girl had been waiting for a while, and seeing that he was obviously unhappy, she waited patiently until the two of them finished talking about business, then she showed up, said a few words and grabbed his sleeve.

"Hey, wait—"

A gust of wind blew, and Fang Xiwen, who had just been sitting in his seat, disappeared.

Old Sun was shocked and rubbed his eyes hard with a look of horror.

If I'm not mistaken, isn't that City Lord Lin?

Why is she wearing a light green skirt and has her hair tied up in a cute bun?

"I must be drunk and my eyes are blurry..." Old Sun drank the rest of Huajianzui in one gulp, grabbed his coat and slid downstairs.

...

...

During the day, at the Yuwen family residence.

Unlike the noisy days before, the air now is as quiet as death.

The servants were still trembling with fear, not daring to utter a word. They stood by, handing out hot towels and other things to the guests coming in and out, with their heads buried.

The people invited during these days included doctors, Taoist priests, and monks. Each of them came out shaking their heads shortly after entering the room, and what they said were largely the same.

"Mr. Yu is not suffering from hysteria, but a mental illness."

'If we can't find the source, there's nothing we can do...'

Just as they said, Yu Wenyu has been having nightmares recently.

The faces of those who had been beaten to death by him became clear again in his memory...the separated facial features and the hideous torn wounds.

His face was pale, like a devil crawling out of hell, he opened his mouth and swallowed me with his bloody mouth.

"Aha!!"

Yu Wenyu suddenly sat up from the mahogany bed, cold sweat breaking out on his back. He subconsciously looked around and found no one around. Then he remembered that he had taken the initiative to disperse all the servants.

So he climbed out of bed, opened the desk cabinet, took out several letters inside, and read them over and over again, as if this would make him feel more at ease.

Ever since Ah Hu was killed, strange letters like this have been sent to us: the address of the Yuwen family is written crookedly on the cover, the sender's name is "I'm here", and the content inside is a piece of white paper.

Normally, Yuwen Yu would definitely ignore such mysterious stuff; but after his brush with death a few days ago, he became nervous and felt that those wronged spirits had come to collect their debts.

He is a bad person, but not completely bad: on the one hand, he enjoys the pleasure of sadism, but on the other hand, his remaining conscience makes him feel that he will be punished.

Even though he put all the blame on the Yuwen family, he still couldn't completely numb himself.

The fear accumulated over the years suddenly erupted under the sword, torturing Yuwen Yu over and over again. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, didn't trust anyone, and the only person in the world who could save him was his elder brother Yuwen Chou.

But there was no news from my eldest brother.

So he tore up the letters like crazy, trying to find some clues inside; but everything was blank, with the only words being "I'm here", which kept repeating in his mind.

Suddenly, he found an unusual letter: there was no white paper inside the letter, but only three distorted words written on the surface.

No address was written.

A great panic gripped his throat. Yu Wenyu's face turned pale, his heart was pounding, and he stumbled away from the desk and fell to the ground.

He seemed to see a ghost opening the drawer and putting the letter without an address inside.

'I am coming.'

'They've found me.'

'They are in this room!'

“Someone, someone, come!” Yuwen Yu screamed, crawling back using his hands and feet, shouting at the top of his lungs: “Don’t come over here, I didn’t kill you!!”

Seeing him fall to the ground, the old butler outside heard the noise and came in. Without any extra movements, he just bowed his head respectfully: "Master Yu, what do you want?"

Hearing this, Yuwen Yu raised his head and looked at Uncle Liang, the old servant who had followed him for twenty years.

The old man was very old and had been waiting outside tiredly for several hours. He could hardly open his eyes, but through the slightly opened gaps, he could see his cloudy eyeballs moving.

At this moment, he felt great panic.

Yuwen Yu punched the old man in the face, causing his nose to bleed and he fell to the ground, then ran out like crazy: "I know it was you who secretly put the letter there, I guessed it, ahahahahaha!

You can’t scare me, you can’t scare me!”

All the servants, whether they had entered the room or not, were beaten and kicked by him.

When he was going crazy, he was hit by something heavy and fell unconscious.

At night, Yuwen Yu and his family moved out of Xingping City and hurried along the official road for dozens of miles towards the capital.

However, while crossing the river, he accidentally fell into the water and struggled frantically.

Several servants who were good at swimming jumped into the water to rescue him, but the river seemed too fierce and they were unable to save him in time. They could only watch Master Yuwen being gradually drowned.

Then, a few bubbles appeared on the water surface, and then there was no sound.