Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Shen Ci has always been superstitious, and would not dare to do such a detrimental thing by himself, so he left the job to two unlucky personal guards, and felt terrified when he heard the sound of shovels digging.

He was obviously not the only one who felt uncomfortable, Jun Ziyou was overly excited, his breathing gradually accelerated, and his wheezing became heavier, the situation was not very good.

Reluctantly, Xiao Beicheng took out the flagon that he carried with him, fed him a sip of aged strong wine, watched his flushed face gradually return to normal, and said some irrelevant things to cheer him up.

"What happened to your body? Did this disease come from your mother's womb?"

Gentleman You shook his head, and when he breathed evenly, he said weakly: "Before my father passed away, I had symptoms of this disease. At that time, I thought it was a cold, but I didn't take it to heart. Give it to my father. Arranging the funeral affairs, I was busy for a month, and I couldn’t eat or sleep every day. I finally dragged myself down and vomited blood in Qinlou. After hearing the news, Qinghe sent me home and invited a doctor Only after seeing it can I know that I have such a difficult disease.”

He coughed a few times before he got better, his eyes were dull, he stared at the dug grave like a dead man, with a sad sob overflowing from his mouth, he grabbed the man's hand like a bewildered child.

"It's almost time to open the coffin, but I'm starting to get scared. If the answer is what I think, then I've been lied to for ten years... no, it's 20 years. I can't wait to know the answer, but I'm afraid of that answer It will make me miserable, my lord, what should I do..."

In the face of his fear, all comforts seemed so pale and powerless.

But all Xiao Beicheng can do is embrace him in his arms, interlock his fingers, and tell him: "Don't be afraid, Ziyou, I'm here."

The pickaxe pierced through the sand and made a crisp sound when it touched the coffin.

The personal guards cleaned up the debris, and carried out the small coffin. Before the coffin was opened, Jun Ziyou's body trembled uncontrollably.

The crowbar was driven into the gap of the coffin lid, and the clear and cold sound, every time it hit his ears, would make him tremble, and put his hands into his hair in a broken state, trying to escape, but he couldn't.

Xiao Beicheng's warm hands covered his ears, hugged him tightly from behind, and with a slight bow, he was able to kiss his neck. The warm touch and familiar body temperature somewhat gave him the courage to persevere.

Finally, with a muffled sound, the coffin lid was pushed away.

It was confirmed that there were no bones in the coffin, only a piece of clothes worn by a child. Obviously, it was a tomb of clothes.

"20 years... my lord, 20 years. Who will repay my lost youth..."

Back in the old house, Jun Ziyou sat by the bed in a daze, still chanting these words.

At this time, Xiao Beicheng wished that his previous sequelae were still there, so he just passed out in such a daze, and after a good sleep, when he woke up, that Ziyou who would never be crushed by reality would come back.

The more confused he is, the more he is sober. God will always torture kind and innocent people in the cruelest way.

Xiao Beicheng stayed by his side, never daring to let go of his hand, helped him relieve the trembling of his body, and said softly: "I know it's hard for you to accept this fact, but you have to pull yourself together before you can find out about this matter. Isn't it?"

"No, I don't want to get to the bottom of the matter. I know that the final result must be something I don't want to see, and it's even more difficult to accept. I would rather not go back to Gusu, and be in my father's lies forever, carefree like a fool live with care.”

When he said this wordlessly, the look in his eyes completely dimmed.

Xiao Beicheng was very familiar with this feeling. It was the self who had experienced the death of that person three years ago, and was driven to a desperate situation by the deep-seated despair and pain, and only then showed the state of walking dead.

What happens in the outside world is not painful to him, even if the sky falls, he can wait for death without any disturbance.

"Ziyou, you shouldn't be thinking about it now, you should have a good sleep."

"My lord is right."

He who always hated to drink bitter medicine, actually obediently drank the medicine juice fed by that person, raised his head and drank it without any frown, then lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xiao Beicheng felt uneasy, and after asking Butler Liu to help take care of the man, he went to the backyard of the old house, and stood at the place where Xiao Hei found the wooden box yesterday, with a cigarette stick in his mouth, his eyes downcast in meditation.

Sensing the strange atmosphere, Shen Ci carefully asked, "My lord, is there something wrong?"

"How does a cat's sense of smell compare to a dog's?"

"Naturally, it can't compare to a dog. I haven't seen anyone who has two cats in a nursing home. It's not a joke."

"So how likely is it that Xiao Hei, who hasn't returned to Gusu for four years, found the place where Jun's family buried old things with his memory and smell?"

"It shouldn't be possible. I have played with Xiao Hei for several years, and I know its habits. He is usually very obedient, but he likes to jump up and down. He only digs holes when he poops and urinates. Generally, he doesn't dig indiscriminately. Yes, it's not a dog..."

Shen Ci felt that this was not quite right, and continued to reason along this line of thought, "Could it be that this place is actually a treasured land of feng shui, so..."

Xiao Beicheng gave him a cold look, and he swallowed the rest of his words, and stopped talking nonsense.

The man leaned over, broke off a branch and dug a hole in the earth, and found some dried and broken leaves from it. When he noticed something strange, he asked Shen Ci to bring Xiao Hei, and sprinkled a little bit of the broken leaves on it. In front of the little nose, Xiao Hei rolled all over the ground excitedly, thinking that it wasn't enough, so he had to dig three feet down the ground.

"really."

"My lord, could this thing just induce Xiao Hei to dig a hole?"

"You are smart. The wooden box dug out of it and the contents inside are genuine old objects, but how new do you think this leaf is?"

"Could it be that someone knew that Mr. would come back, so they buried the things where Xiao Hei could easily touch them, so as to attract attention?"

Xiao Beicheng held the cigarette rod just under his fingertips, and touched Xiao Hei's head, "According to his age, he is not young anymore. Pets are not kept properly, and their lifespan is usually only three or four years. This person knows that Xiao Hei is still alive, so he believes that he Wang or Ziyou will definitely bring it with him, and set up this game, he must know us very well, either he was targeted when he was in the capital, or only..."

"Jiangling!" Remembering that Xiao Beicheng was still injured at that time, Shen Ci became even more flustered, "My lord, this place is very dangerous, we'd better go back to Beijing early, so as not to have long nights and dreams!"

"You've even learned the idioms, and you've made a lot of progress. But we've already been forced into a game. If we don't let the other party get what they want, I'm afraid..."

He abruptly closed the lid of the wooden box that was still sinking in the pit, the sound frightened Shen Ci, and he seemed a little at a loss.

"Then what should we do, my lord, nothing can happen to you and your husband."

"Don't worry, if you want to do something, the other party can put me to death at the Jiangling Posthouse. But he didn't kill me, which shows that I still have value for them. But their purpose and identity would be..."

He got up slowly, walked to the front of the court, and met Jiang Yanqing who crushed the medicine dregs and threw them into the flower pond for fertilizer.

He sent Shen Ci away, Jiang Yanqing also turned around, wiped off the mud on his hands, and shrugged towards him.

"Are you finally coming to ask me for questioning?"

"You look looking forward to it."

"Well, I've had enough of worrying about this all day long. It's a relief to be able to spit out the truth."

Xiao Beicheng squinted his eyes, and looked up and down the other party's clothes today. It was a simple and low-key green shirt as usual, but a string of beads were looming on his wrist. The color, the style...

"I've only seen the eighteen-child Buddha beads made of lobular red sandalwood before on Jiang Linyuan's body. It seems that my guess is right, you are indeed from the Jiang family."

"To be precise, it is the Jiang family of Shuobei. Speaking of the past, it is also a famous family comparable to the Xiao family of Lanling, which has produced several generations of emperors, generals, princes and concubines. It is a pity that the next birth is not at the right time, and it has caught up with you. , when you are domineering, if you are lucky enough to give birth to a child late, you don’t have to run around for the humble and pitiful expectations in your heart, and live a life with your head pinned to your trouser belt every day.”

"Your tone seems dissatisfied."

"That's natural. After all, our Jiang family's assistant is of the blood of the former royal family, just like the one lying in it now, not the usurper of the throne surnamed Xiao."

Being provoked by him, Xiao Beicheng was not annoyed at all, he slapped his palm with a cigarette stick, and said disapprovingly, "That's why you arranged for him to fake his death and let him temporarily withdraw from the vortex of the capital, what a deep city. "

"Thank you, my lord, for your praise. I heard about what happened to you last night, and I know why you have held back for a long time, but you still came to question me at this juncture. Believe it or not, I have to defend myself, this is not what I did .”

Aware of the details in his words, Xiao Beicheng asked: "Are you only denying yourself?"

"Naturally, the Jiang family is also a mixed bag. It is common for each to serve their master. I can only represent myself and the one who is far away in the capital."

"You and Jiang Linyuan are really wearing the same pair of pants. What are you going to confess about what happened three years ago?"

Jiang Yanqing smiled and said: "It's comfortable to deal with a smart person like Wang Ye. You know that if people like us don't really want to say something, even if they are tortured, they won't be able to ask half a word. I really admire it. In this case, I might as well Let me reveal some more secrets."

As he spoke, he bent down and wrote six characters on the ground with his fingertips, which were "Jun Zi An, Jun Zi You".

"A gentleman of modesty, one is to make peace in the world, and the other is to travel around. This is the only last word left by Mr. Lin Xici before his death. That is to say, as early as that time, he knew that his wife was pregnant with twins, and the twins He will be born with a vision in his body at the time of fate, with double pupils and eight colors, different from ordinary people."

"But Junziyou is no different from ordinary people."

"So, he is destined to be a minister."

After being reminded here, Xiao Beicheng also understood what he meant, his expression became more and more serious, and he looked at the other party with doubts in his eyes.

"Why did you even confess this?"

Jiang Yanqing smiled until her eyes were narrowed into a line, but a cold light shone through the gap.

"Maybe it's for cooperation."

There are only eternal interests in this world, but no eternal friendship.

The visible will eventually become invisible, wither and wither into the mud, and finally bloom beautiful flowers that exude a rancid smell and become the hearts of the people.

The author has something to say: After the preview here, there will be a sub-volume that will write the story of Daddy Lin in detail. You can look forward to the story of the black-bellied scumbag emperor's attack x scheming black lotus.

In fact, regarding the content of the letter, I have already explained it in the comment section. The few words left by Jun's father are not enough to explain what he really wants to express, so it all depends on Ziyou's own understanding and interpretation.

Since Father Jun said that he was the only son, then he also denied the existence of his brother Jun Zi'an. Why did he deny it?There are two reasons, one is that his elder brother has done something so treacherous that he can sever the relationship between adoptive father and son, and the other is that his elder brother is not dead, and his existence will cause a lot of trouble in the future.It is naturally impossible for a seven-year-old child to do such an excessive thing, so it is the latter.

Thanks to Yun Shengsheng for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

感谢在2020-09-2319:02:30~2020-09-2418:31:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Yun Shengsheng 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!