Beyond Gold and Jade [Rebirth]

But it turned out that after the Ye family brothers returned to the mansion that day, the Duke's wife, Shangguan, passed out from crying in the mourning hall, and was then sent back to the backyard to rest.

Mrs. Guo dotes on her eldest son, and everyone in Beijing knows that everyone knows it. Now that she is sending a white-haired man to a black-haired man, she is naturally in great pain, and it is not surprising to have such a reaction.

The Duke of Yue hated her for being a good son, who was taught to be an ignorant waste, and now he is gone. Thinking of the other bloodlines that were lost in Shangguan's hands over the years, he is even more indignant. Ping, without a good face, just ordered his servants to send his wife back to the backyard, and ignored her.

When it was time for the funeral, the coffin was carried out of the Duke's mansion, and the funeral procession went straight to the city gate, when suddenly a woman in white rushed out from the side door, with a ferocious face and disheveled hair. Can't keep up with her.

This woman is none other than the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, Shangguan.

The servants recognized that she was the wife of the mansion and did not dare to stop him. Shangguan grabbed Mo Huaixuan by the collar, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted: "You are the one who killed my An'er, it is you, the villain!" The bastard from the lowly concubine dared to try to compete with me, An'er, for the family property. I should have eliminated you and that woman! It's all my fault! If I had done it earlier, my An'er won't die either!"

Her demeanor didn't have the restraint that a lady should have, like a ghost.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy frowned slightly, held his aunt's wrist, and said in a low voice: "Mother, you are tired, let the servants help you go back to the house and rest."

Shangguan didn't know where the strength came from, and pressed Mo Huaixuan on the coffin, his face was gloomy and lifeless, like a ghost threatening his life, and he roared: "Nie Zhan, you heard me, my An'er is calling you , he is asking you to pay for his life, you evil bastard, go to the underworld and make amends for my An'er like a cow or a horse!"

Speaking of ten slender fingers, they were tightly clasped around Mo Huaixuan's neck, like strands of vines wrapped around thin green plants, tightened extremely tightly, the young man's fair face quickly turned red, and his throat was choking. Make a sound.

The accident happened too fast, and today all the people present were famous and famous, and the servants of the mansion rushed forward to save people. Being rough on her, he couldn't pull her away for a while.

The Duke of Yue was not polite, stepped forward and pulled Shangguan away, and threw him to the ground, his fists were clenched tightly. On the day of his son's funeral, this crazy woman actually did such a shameful thing. What will happen to the Duke's mansion in the future? With a foothold in the capital, how can he gain a foothold in the court.

He suppressed his anger, turned around and yelled at the servants: "You bunch of wine bags and rice bags, if you still haven't sent this lady back to the house, don't you want to wait until the second son is killed before you do it!"

The servants obediently asked Shangguan to return to his house.

When Shangguan was lifted up, he was in a state of embarrassment, his eyes were dull, and suddenly his eyes burst into madness. His sharp nails pointed at the Duke of Yue, and he yelled sadly: "It turns out...so you are in the same group, my An'er, It was you who joined hands with that bitch to kill him! Mo Lurong, you are not a human, you are a beast, something inferior to a beast!"

However, Duke Yue couldn't listen anymore, he kicked the steward to the ground, and cursed: "If you don't lock up this crazy woman, how long are you going to let her talk nonsense?"

The steward even scrambled to get up, not caring about her identity. After she said such cruel words, the madam was afraid that she was really crazy, so she ordered her servants to stop her mouth, and wanted to ask the Duke of Yue with all her teeth and claws. Take the dead woman back to the house.

Duke Yue's face turned pale, looked at Mo Huaixuan, and asked wearily: "How is it, there is a serious problem."

Mo Huaixuan said: "My son is fine, so as not to delay the time when my brother falls into the ground, it is better to set off as soon as possible."

The Duke of Yue nodded his head, and there was only desolation in his eyes. Although the eldest son is not good, he raised him alone, but the crazy woman said the murderous theory of killing the son, how can it not be chilling.Fortunately, God took pity on him and left a trace of blood for the Mo family.

He patted Mo Huaixuan's hand, his voice trembling, and said: "In the future, the Duke's Mansion will be supported by our father and son."

Mo Huaixuan lowered his eyelashes, properly hiding the sarcasm in his eyes, and said: "The son will live up to his father's expectations."

The suona mourning and music had stopped, and only white pieces of paper were floating in the wind. The farce in front of the Duke's Mansion was a joke for everyone in the capital.

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Rumors always have elements of exaggeration, but Ye Chonghui added a touch of imagination to the exaggeration.

"However, on that day, the Duke's wife suddenly laughed, showing blood-colored fangs, with a green face like a ghost, sticking out a three-foot-long tongue, pinching Mo Huaixuan's neck, saying, give back my son's life, you go I will be with him below, she just finished speaking, suddenly there was a strong wind, and the sky was covered with dust, and there were waves of knocking sounds from the coffin, one sound, another sound, and vaguely heard someone saying..."

At night, the breeze blew past, and Ye Chongjin felt a burst of cold air behind his back. He stood up abruptly, walked around the gazebo twice, and said, "Brother, where did you hear that?"

Ye Chonghui took a sip of his tea, and said lightly: "It's been spread in the house, I heard it's from the outside."

The child sat next to him and asked, "Brother won't really believe such nonsense?"

Ye Chonghui turned his face sideways, felt a little guilty by those clear eyes, his face was still expressionless, and said indifferently: "A Jin, such a thing, I'd rather believe it."

He spoke very seriously, when his bony hand suddenly lifted up, and his fingertips touched his younger brother's thick eyelashes, causing the wings to tremble slightly. Ye Chongjin slapped his hand off with a paw, but instead of being annoyed, he aroused it. With a slight smile, he asked, "Are you afraid, Ah Jin?"

The child frowned and stared at him, saying: "I'm afraid, it's just made up by you, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come to ask you."

Ye Chonghui played with the emerald cup with one hand, and sighed: "Mother won't let you say it, because she is afraid of scaring you. If you want to ask, I can't help it."

"..."

Ye Chongjin kicked his feet and said, "Brother, I used to hear from people that the worse a person is, the more likely they are to do evil after death, and good people are reincarnated directly after death."

Ye Chonghui raised his eyebrows, but he heard him say: "So what you said is somewhat believable."

"Ah Jin doesn't know Mo Huai'an, how do you know he is a bad guy?"

Ye Chongjin leaned into his ear and whispered: "His Highness Fifth secretly told me that the person who pushed him into the water at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace a few years ago was Mo Huai'an."

Ye Chonghui nodded. He has a good memory, and the situation of that day is still vivid in his memory. If Mo Huaixuan hadn't jumped into the lake in time to save people, His Highness the Fifth Highness, who is now loved by the Holy One, would have turned into a wisp in Mufang Lake as early as that year. Alone.

In addition to this incident, he also remembered a more distant incident.

He remembered that when he was young, Mo Huai'an and Mo Huaixuan had a good relationship. They were both ignorant children. Who knew what a concubine was, and they were similar in age, so they liked to play together.Once, on the Empress Dowager's birthday, he followed his parents into the palace to pay his respects, and met two brothers from the Mo family in a corner of the palace.

Now, he can't remember the reason, he only remembers that he and Mo Huai'an got into an argument, it was very violent, the two brothers joined hands and beat him up, they are both children, they have no skills to speak of when fighting , all relying on fists, he was no match for four hands with two fists, and he was beaten badly.

At that time, Mo Huai'an laughed at him: "Who told you not to have a brother, you deserve to be beaten."

Looking at the pair of brothers, Ye Chonghui felt something similar to envy for the first time in his life.

He is a direct descendant of the Ye family. He has been extremely talented since he was a child. Even his strict grandfather can't find anything wrong with him. He can easily get whatever he wants, so that he lost it very early. The desire to win and lose.

However, that time, it rarely aroused his unwillingness.

——Why do I have no brother?

With this in mind, he welcomed Ye Chongjin.The little baby sleeping peacefully in the swaddle, the father said, was his younger brother.

To the young Ye Chonghui, this child is like the compensation, the most beautiful gift from the heavens.

Turning his head, Ye Chongjin was lying on the table depressed, his long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and a stream of light flashed in his eyes, like crushed stardust.

He stroked the child's slightly cool hair, and said in a very upright tone: "If Ah Jin dares not go back to the house, he might as well stay at brother's place to sleep. The bed is as big as mine, so it won't be too crowded for two people to sleep in."

Ye Chongjin glanced at him and said, "I'm a little scared, but I'm not afraid to go back to the house. Besides, I still have a big cat."

"big cat?"

Speaking of that little guy, the child couldn't help grinning, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and said: "It's the little white tiger, I named it."

Ye Chonghui suddenly exerted force with his fingertips, barely crushing the jade cup, but he praised: "This name is a good one."

Just like that His Royal Highness the prince, who is obviously a beast, pretends to be a well-behaved cat in front of his younger brother. He is clingy and loves to pretend to be pitiful, just to win sympathy. It is a model of shamelessness.

Ye Chongjin didn't know about his slander, but he was a little happy. Nanny An kept talking about it all day long, saying that he used such a name to spoil the tiger. Now his brother also said yes, and next time Nanny An said it, he would have something to refute.

He drank the tea in front of him in one gulp, spoiled Ye Chonghui's cup of good tea, and said with a smile: "I'm done asking, I'll go back to bed, and my brother will go to bed earlier." He threw down the cup and walked out of the outer pavilion. As soon as he stepped down the steps, Chunyi put on a thin shirt for him.

Ye Chonghui watched him leave, sighed, he actually knew about the Duke's mansion, but he really didn't want to use it to tarnish his younger brother because of the secrets of the inner house.

The sudden madness of the Duke's wife was not accidental, but someone must have contributed to it.As for who that person is, it is not yet conclusive.

But what people outside are talking about now is not why the Duke's wife went crazy, but whether the words in her mouth are true or not.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, there has been a rift between the Mo family and the Shangguan family.

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Seeing that the weather was getting cooler, Mrs. An listened to Nanny An's persuasion, and took her two sons to Jinguang Temple to offer incense, and wash away bad luck by the way.

In a rare opportunity, Ye Yunzhe and Ye Ruoyao also went out of the house together to get some fresh air.

An's, Ye Mingkun's wife, and Ye Ruoyao took the same carriage, and the remaining three boys took another carriage.

Jinguang Temple is located in the south of the city, beside the Sanshui River.The scenery is pleasant, and the incense is usually very strong. If the noble ladies in Beijing want to offer incense, pray for marriage and children, promotion and even longevity, they all come here.

When we arrived at the place, a huge marble stele stood in front of the temple, with the inscription: Sanshui River.Next to the stele is a row of weeping willows, and the lake water is slightly rippling, which is very beautiful.

Ye Yunzhe said nahantically, "Sanshui... what kind of strange name is this?"

Ye Chonghui said: "Sanshui refers to Mingyue Lake in the west of the city, Wanglan Lake in the north of the city, and Green Lake in the east of the city. These three lakes are all drained by this river. They are the source of the three waters, so they are called Sanshui. river."

After hearing this, Ye Yunzhe felt that the water in the lake was more and more beautiful, and said: "Cousin Xie Chonghui, I am ashamed to say that I have been in the capital for more than two months, but I have not seen the scenery here. I must go to see these three waters if I have the chance. "

"Only Mingyue Lake is interesting, the other side is not so much. There is a moon-watching building next to Mingyue Lake. If my cousin wants to see the scenery of the lake, he can go to that building. There is no need to go to the top floor. The third floor is near the window. I can get a rough idea."

Ye Yunzhe was taught and thanked again.

Ye Chongjin's face was slightly pale. The Moon Tower that Ye Chonghui just mentioned was the place where he died in his previous life.

He always thinks that since a person is dead, it is meaningless to dwell on the cause of death in the previous life, not to mention that there are too many people who wished him to die in the previous life, and the entanglement may be endless.But now hearing people mention Moon Tower, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

This discomfort became more and more obvious on the way to the main hall, but he was struggling to walk on dozens of stone steps, his legs and feet were weak, and his steps were flimsy.Ye Chonghui frowned, and said: "Ah Jin doesn't often walk up the stairs, maybe he's not used to it, why don't my brother carry you up?"

An Shi said: "Don't mess around. Worshiping Buddha pays attention to the word'sincerity'. There is no reason for others to do it for you. You have walked the stone steps for Ah Jin, but you have to receive the blessing for Ah Jin." The youngest son said softly, "If Ah Jin is tired, let's take a rest before leaving, okay?"

Over there, Ye Yunzhe and Ye Ruoyao also looked at this side with worried faces.

Ye Chongjin shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not tired. It's like what my brother said. I don't walk up stairs very often. I'm not used to it."

Reluctantly, An held her son's little hand and led him up the hall step by step.

Before stepping through the red fragrant wood threshold, Ye Chongjin felt a little panicked. When he raised his head, he saw a golden Buddha statue in the center of the hall. The Buddha statue should have a sympathetic smile, but Ye Chongjin felt dazzled. The Buddha statue's expression suddenly became serious. Looking at it again, it was still the previous compassionate smile, and his palms began to sweat like this.

Not so much flustered, but rather a guilty conscience, he broke free from An Shi's hand and ran back instinctively.

He was not Ye Chongjin, he should have died, but he took someone else's body and survived.Did the Buddha notice it, so he wanted to accept him?

"Ajin!"

"Brother Ah Jin..."

He didn't want to care who called him from behind, he just wanted to escape.His feet slipped, but he stepped on the empty steps.

The unexpected pain hit a chest directly. The chest was so hard that the tip of his nose hurt. He rubbed his injured nose, and a layer of water vapor filled his eyes unconsciously. This was a physiological reaction, not what he intended. Can control.

Through the hazy teary eyes, I was seeing someone's smiling, unfathomable black eyes.

Like a newborn kitten, the child accidentally broke into someone else's territory, was driven away viciously, and fled into the hunter's arms in a panic.

Gu Chen raised his hand to wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The child bit his lip and refused to speak.Gu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at the golden Buddha statue surrounded by incense, a burst of distress suddenly entered his heart.

His Ah Jin is a little ghost who has resurrected from a dead body, and was driven out by the Buddha spirit in the temple.