Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"This king is different from Ziyou. He doesn't have such a good temper and patience. Next, you should listen to what this king asks verbatim. Is Ye Lanchen your son? In the past few years, how have you treated him, What did you do to Ziyou? What's your purpose, why did you have to kill him? If he dies, what's your plan next? If you don't answer one question, you don't even want to get out of this door alive."

Facing Xiao Beicheng's life-threatening questioning, Ye Suifeng laughed out loud, "Little brat, why do you think I would confess these things out of greed for life and fear of death? You are just as conceited as him. It's a match made in heaven, and it won't harm anyone else. The honest man is really nice."

"Just one more word of nonsense, and I'll let you play one more wonderful song. In this cold weather, I don't need me to change your clothes myself, right?"

I have to admit that at a time like this, a stupid person like Shen Ci is needed to sing a bad face, and greet Ye Suifeng with a knife without asking 21, and scare him out of him even if he doesn't do anything.

But this old guy has seen a lot in the world, so he may not be able to be frightened. Since everyone is like a mirror, there will be less trouble for each other.

Ye Suifeng snorted coldly: "King Jin, you are also a very interesting person. You speak as if you will believe me if I explain it to you. Don't waste everyone's time. If you want to kill, you will have a good time."

"It's up to you, believe it or not, it's up to me, you don't need to worry about me, just do your own thing. Want to be happy? I don't want to, how did the 'Bone-Selling' torment him for nearly 20 years? I want you to pay back all of this, it is not so easy to want to die."

Ye Suifeng's complexion changed when he mentioned "Bone Burning", obviously he knew the effect of this poison very well, he would rather die than get involved with this thing, gritted his teeth, and finally spoke the truth: "No."

"Not what?"

"Ye Lanchen, that kid is not my son."

Xiao Beicheng pulled out the cigarette stick and handed it to Jiang Linyuan, who held a candlestick and lit the tobacco for him, watching him take a slow puff, the smoke was held in his chest, and he breathed out slowly when he felt comfortable.

He asked, "Then who is he?"

"It was picked up from the pile of human flesh. Back then, the pox epidemic was very contagious in the capital, and many people were infected with the disease. The government had no choice but to drive those who were infected or suspected to be infected to the diarrhoea outside the city. , let them wait there to die."

There was indeed a pox epidemic in the capital. At that time, the Princess Mansion also sent people to help. Shen Ci's father died on the front line, so Xiao Beicheng was deeply impressed by this.

Ye Suifeng recounted: "The epidemic was so severe that every day people were imprisoned in the infirmary to wait to die, and countless corpses were carried out. The servants in charge thought it was bad luck and feared that they would get sick, so they piled up the corpses at random. Lan Chen was still young at the time, and his parents were both dead. He went to the place where the body was thrown out with the guard who carried the body. He hugged his parents and cried loudly, but he refused to leave. My heart softened for a moment. , I didn’t want to see this child die like this, so I adopted him.”

"According to what you said, Ye Lanchen was imprisoned in the prison and crawled around among the dead. He has a very high chance of getting sick, but not only did he not die, he even lost his memory and regarded you as his biological father. ,Can you explain it?"

"The matter is very simple. The child was indeed infected, but his physique is different from ordinary people. It can be said that his life is hard. He didn't die, and he had a high fever for several days. I found a good place to bury him, but He suddenly got better and gradually recovered, no different from ordinary children, except that his brain was burned out in those few days, he couldn't remember things, and his mind also degenerated, just like a baby."

Ye Suifeng shook his head and smiled, falling into memories, as if he had returned to the summer when he picked up his adopted son, his eyes were rare soft.

He said: "Lan Chen's child has a lot of life, and he didn't die after being so ill. I felt that he was destined to me and wanted to help him, so I told him that I was his real father, and he believed it. Lan Chen is talented. Cong Ying, when I adopted him, he was only four years old. I taught him how to read and write. He is very talented, and he can memorize it once he learns it. He is a rare genius. I like him. I really like this child. I raised him as my own son, gave him the best, and hoped that he would become a talent in the future, but I forgot my identity, and I couldn't be with him all the time..."

There was a look of disappointment in his eyes, Xiao Beicheng was still pinching the half of the mask he tore off from his face just now, looking at his unmodified, old face at the moment, he felt sad.

"So you didn't actually lie to him, at least the years you spent with him as father and son were true."

Ye Suifeng struggled to sit up on his knees, then crossed his knees, bent his body, and nodded to admit this.

"Ye Suifeng is real, but Mo Wencheng is fake."

"Yes, you're right. The years he and I were father and son were all true, all... But can I tell him. He is a good boy, really good. I obviously don't pay much attention to him , but his feelings for me are so deep. After I disappeared after the hunting, he was the first to notice the strangeness, but he was too young at that time to do anything, and no one heard his voice. I thought he He will retreat in the face of difficulties, live an honest life in the future, and no longer pursue these illusory things, but he actually chased the court for a 'truth', to a certain extent, he is really powerful."

Xiao Beicheng took a deep breath, "So, did you instruct Chi Min to set fire to kill him?"

"Chi Min? That kid who always likes to be his follower? I always think he can't get things done. It's still a disaster to stay around. No matter how short I am, I won't use him. This is just one of them. The key is that I don't have Reason to kill Lanchen."

Xiao Beicheng believed what he said, if Ye Suifeng wanted to kill Ye Lanchen, he would have a hundred ways to do it without anyone noticing, there is no need to take the risk and let Chi Min take the knife.

"Because even if I don't do anything, Lan Chen won't live long."

"You mean, 'pin bone'?"

"That's right," Ye Suifeng shook his head with a wry smile, "but there is a cure for 'Pinning Bone', but his illness is incurable."

Xiao Beicheng noticed the slight change in the other party's wording. In his mouth, "burning bones" was poison, but what Ye Lanchen encountered was a disease.

As shrewd as he is, he quickly understood the deep meaning hidden in these words, "Could it be that Ye Lanchen's ailments are left over from childhood?"

"I'm not a doctor, so I don't dare to give him a diagnosis, but according to my guess, that's the case. Lan Chen has rarely been sick since that serious illness, and headaches and brain fever are rare, but since the first illness three years ago until now No improvement, do you know why?"

"Isn't there someone..."

"Who would harm him, an ignorant little doll, who would not treat him as a child if he has experienced the old things, knowing that he can't get the file back then, and he can't pose a threat to anyone, so why bother to harm him? Even if you have a guilty conscience, it doesn’t make sense.”

An inexplicable fear and anxiety suddenly surged up in Xiao Beicheng's heart. If what Ye Suifeng said was true, no one would attack Ye Lanchen, but his disease recurred again, which meant... the disease was dormant in his body For nearly 20 years, he did not show symptoms again until three years ago.

No one can tell whether the disease is still at risk of contagion in him. In any case, the lives of the people in the capital cannot be hung on the tip of the sword. Xiao Beicheng made a decisive decision: "Immediately seal the Su residence, except for Qin Nangui and Jiang Yanqing. No one should touch Ye Lanchen again until it is confirmed that his disease is completely cured."

Jiang Linyuan immediately followed suit, and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered something, took back his steps, and turned his head to look at Xiao Beicheng.

The latter also thought that he had other thoughts, and the moment he met his eyes, he realized that something was wrong.

On the day of the incident, there were countless people who had contact with Ye Lanchen at the scene of the fire. If the disease was really contagious, I'm afraid...

"Instruct the Su Mansion to make preparations first. Unrelated people can be temporarily placed in the monarch's mansion outside the city. As for the East Palace..." Xiao Beicheng felt a headache, "The prince cannot be allowed to take any risks. All the people in the palace are isolated in the unmanned palace courtyard, and a new group of people will take care of him, and he is not allowed to leave the East Palace for half a step, understand?"

"Yes." Jiang Linyuan responded and hurried away. Ye Suifeng's face was not very good-looking. It was obvious that Ye Lanchen was not in a good condition and he was in a hurry.

Xiao Beicheng caught up with him when he was tied down by his family and his defenses were a little slack, leaving no room for breathing.

"What does this disease have to do with 'selling bones'? Ye Suifeng, be yourself. I know you don't want to kill him. Otherwise, you don't have to let him leave the capital. If things have reached this point, if you don't tell the truth, he will There's really only one way to go."

To deal with a seemingly invulnerable person like Ye Suifeng, one needs to catch his Achilles' heel in one blow.

Xiao Beicheng made a false move, asserting that he didn't want Ye Lanchen to die, and sure enough, there was a wavering look in the other party's eyes. It seemed that before that, he hadn't looked at himself squarely, and he hadn't thought about the status of this cheap son he picked up in his heart at all. It's so important.

Ye Suifeng raised his head, the back of his head pressed against the cold wall, and his eyes were full of melancholy. Thinking of the past with Ye Lanchen, he had to admit that he really cared about this little guy who gave him a "home".

"I don't know... this is the truth. Since you have found the secret room in Ye Mansion, you should also have obtained the evidence of my research on 'Selling Bone'. I don't have knowledge of medical science and pharmacology, and I only know the results of the research." The effect of "Selling Bone" varies from person to person, it is actually a kind of Gu used by Miao people to perform witchcraft."

Xiao Beicheng took out the same two-handed jade from his sleeve, and waved it in front of Ye Suifeng's eyes, "The two big gifts you gave should not only be to hope that Ziyou and your adopted son can live a long life, right?"

Ye Suifeng smiled self-deprecatingly, "Yes, this thing is used to catalyze the 'sell bone' in their body. To be honest, don't be disgusted, in fact 'sell bone' is the same as all Gu poisons, the real body is a kind of poison. The poisonous insects that can parasitize the human body like to sleep in the crevices of jade by nature. The Miao people found that the poisonous insects have a long dormant period, just like hibernating animals. When they are full, they will fall asleep again, and the cycle goes on and on, and they spend a boring life. If they are forced out of the hotbed of sleep, they will go crazy and rush around. It is not difficult to tear people's flesh with sharp teeth that can crush stones. "

"So, Gu worms live in the human body, and if they make a fuss from time to time, it will make people miserable."

"It's more than just pain," Ye Suifeng said with a wry smile. "Toxicity varies from person to person, with different constitutions. Some people can survive it, some can't, some can survive it for three days, and some can survive it for 30 years. The same. They are lucky and unlucky."

But the extended meaning of these words is: it is the luck of others that they can persist in living, and it is also their own misfortune.

The author has something to say: I have been so busy recently that many of the published chapters have not carefully fixed bugs. There may be some minor problems, and I will find time to correct them later~Thank you for reading the article~