The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

"The secrets of a wealthy family?" Song Huiyi became interested.

"Yes, last time we talked about the Gao family in Yucheng."

Jiang Yao put her arms on the table and approached them mysteriously, "That family was in chaos. The second daughter-in-law was found naked in bed with the eldest son! The second son was so angry that he beat them up. , and later he doubted whether the child was his own, who do you think the child belongs to?"

"The son of the eldest son?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Yao chuckled and shook her head, "If it's so simple, how can it be called so messy?"

Song Huiyi was shocked: "Whose is that? Is there a third bedroom?"

Isn't there another person?

"There is a third person, but it's not the third wife, but her father-in-law's!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Song Huiyi was dumbfounded.

Love: The second daughter-in-law is not only with the eldest son, but also with her husband's father. What kind of outrageous story is this?

I wouldn’t even dare to write it like this in a script!

"Is this just made up out of nowhere?"

She didn't quite believe it, and always felt it was a bit weird, "If a wealthy family wants a woman to have a few concubines, that's it. Even if that doesn't work, there are still concubines outside..."

She felt that this was a story made up by the storyteller to attract guests.

Yucheng is far away, and no spectators will pursue the truth for the sake of a story.

There is a newspaper in Nancheng that specializes in publishing some strange and bizarre events. Everyone can tell the time, place and name in detail. Most of the events that claim to be true are written by people.

It’s just for fun and to hear something new.

"Who knows?" Jiang Yao said, "He told it very well, as if he was present when those things happened and saw them all!"

Wang Muzhou said: "It is true."

The three people looked sideways: "Really?"

He nodded affirmatively.

"I went to Yucheng two years ago and lived there for a few days. I heard about this incident."

He said, "The Gao family is a wealthy family and cannot afford to lose face. The old man of the Gao family originally wanted to suppress the matter and divorce her and send her back to her parents' home. He said that she was seriously ill. Unexpectedly, the second wife's son was heartbroken and frustrated. I went out to drink to drown my sorrows, and when I was drunk, I accidentally told the story.

Overnight, the scandal of the second daughter-in-law of the Gao family became known to everyone in Yucheng. It was spread by word of mouth and talked about with great interest. She was originally just sent home with a divorce letter, but in the end Mr. Gao was so angry that he ordered someone to beat her to death and throw her at the door of Gao's house. "

Song Huiyi sighed for a while.

Jiang Yao was even more stunned: "I didn't expect this ending!"

Last time I only talked about things, but not what Wang Muzhou said.

She thought that the outcome would be bad, but she didn't expect that the person would be beaten to death.

Fu Yuan asked him: "Brother Wang traveled around China and heard a lot of strange things, right?"

"It's quite a lot."

He joked, "If one day I don't like writing anymore, it would be a good choice to change my career to become a storyteller."

They laughed.

Knowing that what this storyteller told was true, they were even more curious about what stories he would tell today.

After drinking a cup of tea, the storyteller came on stage.

The teahouse suddenly became lively, and everyone looked sideways.

The storyteller was dressed in a blue shirt and walked up with a folding fan.

He took a sip of water and went straight to the topic without saying any long and cumbersome polite words, telling a story.

"Today we are going to talk about the updates among Nancheng gangs. Let's talk about more than [-] years ago..."

Jiang Yao was excited. She lowered her voice and said, "Sister Song, he talked about gangs today! I wonder how he would talk about the Qinggang?"

"I'm curious too," she said with a smile.

She was a little surprised. She didn't expect to happen to chat about the major gangs in Nancheng today.

Wang Muzhou and Fu Yuan also listened carefully.

The storyteller is really good at talking. When he talks about grabbing territory, the sound of weapons and the roar of people really ring in his ears. When it comes to negotiations, I can really feel the tension.

He spoke smoothly, with spit flying around, making people immersed and fascinated by it.

The listeners were immersed in it, as if they were there.

Everyone listened with gusto.

Only 10 minutes later, Song Huiyi's face suddenly changed, and an indescribable anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Her hands tightened around the edge of the teacup.

The other three people were all focused on the stage and did not notice Song Huiyi's changes. However, as they listened, they gradually heard that something was wrong.

Others hear it as a story and don't think it's inappropriate.

And they all knew that Song Huiyi was the third young lady of the Qing Gang, so they could detect the abnormality.

This is not talking about the new iteration of the gang. This is talking about the hard secrets of the Youth Gang in circles!

The storyteller on the stage told how Song Peiwen, the current leader of the Qing Gang, was so ungrateful that he allowed Mr. Cheng's biological son to wander away without being able to recognize his ancestors.

He also said that Song Peiwen's move was to monopolize Mr. Cheng's property. Poor Mr. Cheng also considered Song Peiwen his adopted son, and he didn't want his adopted son to be so cruel and cruel.

He was impassioned and the audience was filled with indignation.

Song Huiyi's face turned pale and his eyes were a little gloomy.

Jiang Yao saw this and immediately said: "I don't want to listen anymore, let's play somewhere else."

"Listen." Song Huiyi said.

Jiang Yao groaned, confused.

What does such nonsense sound like? These are all baseless words!

"Yao Yao, don't worry."

Fu Yuan held her down and said calmly, "She wants to hear it. If you don't listen to the content with your own ears, how can you know who the person in the dark is and what evil he wants to do?"

He glanced at Song Huiyi opposite him.

Looking at her expression, you knew that what the storyteller said was indeed true.

It is impossible for a mere storyteller to know about this kind of thing, it can only be done intentionally by someone.

Wang Muzhou asked her in a low voice: "Is this the case?"

He has heard of Cheng Lao.

It's just that I have never heard that Mr. Cheng has a son, and no one has ever heard of such a thing.

"It's half true and half false."

Song Huiyi spoke concisely and to the point, "Mr. Cheng did not marry and have children. There are many women outside. My father only found out some time ago that Mr. Cheng has a son outside."

Ling Yaokun has always been in Shen Linyang's hands.

He has always hidden people well and has not revealed any information.

The storyteller could not have listened.

He could know that someone must have written this made-up story and asked the storyteller to tell it.

Shen Linyang is dead.

Shen Ru was also beaten by the military governor and put into the military government prison, where he was interrogated by Shen Yuqing himself.

He couldn't do anything under Shen Yuqing's nose.

Is there anyone outside helping him?

who is it?

Song Huiyi didn't know.

The other party's purpose is obvious, which is to make this matter a topic that people talk about on the streets.

I want everyone to know that Mr. Cheng has a biological son, and Song Peiwen is an ungrateful person.

Is Shen Ru also in prison, paving the way for Ling Yaokun to take over the Qinggang?

The Youth Gang puts morality first, and this is a public opinion war.

"Sir, you know so much, but where is Mr. Cheng's son?" someone asked.