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The Chu family was concerned about face, and the public explanation for this matter was that Mr. Yasukuni died of an emergency, and the auspicious day of the zodiac was chosen very close, and it was set in five days.Although the time is urgent, the dignity of the Duke's Mansion still needs to be done after all, and it cannot be done too hastily. However, the old man is already old, and the Chu family has some preparations in private, so it is not too helpless, but even so, It is also very busy.

It's just that there is no impenetrable wall in this world. Within two or three days, there were still rumors about the real cause of Lord Yasukuni's death. Although no one made it public, they used it as a source of discussion in private .In addition, many versions have been developed with embellishments, such as the old Jingguo who wanted to be strong, who was not successful in prostitution, and who accidentally asked someone to bite off the thing, and the result was bleeding to death, etc.

Because of this matter, Zhou Jirong stayed in Miaotong for a longer period of time than originally planned. Even though he despised the old man in his heart, his status as Duke Jing was still there. Zhou Jirong wanted to comfort his brother, so he had to ask Come to pay homage to one or two.

Compared with the lanterns and festoons three days ago, the Duke's mansion is completely white.This time, it was Chu Ming who came to meet him after hearing the news, and Chu Ming's complexion was quite bad, set off by his miserable white linen filial piety, his complexion became more and more unattractive.The way he described haggard was not because he was sad about his grandfather's death, but because there were so many things in the past two days that he was so busy that he hardly even had time to sleep.

Zhou Jirong looked at his face a few more times, but what he prefers is to add fuel to the flames, expose people's scars, and sprinkle salt on the wounds, especially because he detoured from the busiest Dongshi today, along the way I heard a few gossips about Lord Jingguo, stared at Chu Ming and smiled strangely for a while, and finally couldn't help but pull Chu Ming aside, and taught him vividly and word by word. After learning, he patted Chu Ming on the shoulder pretendingly and said: "...It's all nonsense from ignorant people, don't take it seriously! Hehehe, don't take it seriously!"

Chu Ming couldn't help him, and it was even more difficult to answer this topic, so he had to keep silent.

Bai Tingyu quietly tugged Fang Zhen aside, Fang Zhen was puzzled, followed his line of sight for a long time before he felt relieved, wondered why he didn't remind Zhou Jirong himself, and at the same time obediently tugged Zhou Jirong sleeves.

Zhou Jirong probably also felt that he was a bit of a victim, looked at Chu Ming, and assured him again: "But first, I did not reveal these words. I have been keeping my mouth shut and never mentioned a word to outsiders. He’s very tight-lipped!” In fact, Zhou Jirong didn’t know anyone in Yantong except Yan Huan, and even if he didn’t want to keep his mouth shut, he couldn’t find a suitable person to talk about it, so he couldn’t catch someone on the street and just say it. This issue.

"...It really has nothing to do with the little prince." Chu Ming rubbed his face wearily, showing an obscure wry smile.

He led Zhou Jirong to walk in, while saying: "Little prince, this way please."

As soon as he entered a door, he heard a burst of noise coming from nearby, in which Chu Ming's father's voice was vaguely mixed in, but just as he opened his mouth, he was suppressed by the other party's shrill voice.

Chu Ming's face became more and more ugly, but he pretended not to hear, and quickened his pace a little, just wanting to lead Zhou Jirong to the mourning hall early.

Zhou Jirong was the master of such a good thing, he didn't care if Chu Ming was embarrassed or not, he stopped and listened, looked at Chu Ming with a half-smile and said: "Little persimmon, it seems that your father is in trouble, you are a son Yes, why don't you go and have a look?"

He clearly showed his intention to follow Lao Tzu along the way to see the excitement, and only waited for Chu Ming to lead the way.

Seeing his attitude of refusing to let go, Chu Ming hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and said: "...that's my third uncle, he didn't learn well since he was a child, he's just like my grandfather... ..." Thinking that those two were his close relatives after all, he took back the slander later and said after a pause: "...he borrowed a lot of debts outside, and was urged to pay back the money. At that time, they were arguing about the separation of the family, and asked for 10 taels of silver. At this time, where there is extra money to send him..."

Zhou Jirong said with a smile: "It's only natural to pay back the debt!" But the voice over there was louder, and a few words could be heard indistinctly, all blaming Chu Ming and his father for plotting wrongdoing and deliberately luring those vixen who sang operas into the house. home, which killed his father and so on.

The source of those fueled rumors about the relationship is the master of the Duke's Mansion.

Zhou Jirong looked at Chu Ming in a blink of an eye, and saw that he had an embarrassing expression on his face, both angry and ashamed, he didn't know what to say embarrassingly.

Zhou Jirong saw that he looked so muddy that he couldn't get on the wall, and didn't expect him to have any decisive claims, so he despised him in his heart, and after listening to him for a while, he felt that the more the other party said, the worse he was. Like words, not only talking about the theater juggling troupe that was invited that day, but also talking about the guests that were invited that day. The inside and outside of the talk are even more bizarre than those rumors in the streets and alleys.Zhou Jirong was also a little annoyed, shaking his head and sneering: "...he knows the beginning and the end of this kind of thing clearly, as if he saw it with his own eyes that day, which is strange!... By the way, isn't your old man his elder brother? He is the head of the family again, it is only natural for the elder brother to beat the younger brother, why not beat him? I have the best way to deal with this kind of thing, just beat him to death, until he dare not let a fart go!"

He took it for granted, but Chu Ming was dumbfounded, and it took a long time before he said embarrassingly, "Isn't that good? After all, he is also my uncle. My grandfather said that the third uncle is the most similar to him among the sons. In the past, the third uncle was the most favored." of……"

"But now his father is dead, and he has no backing! He will have to go out of his way, and he will have to live according to your father's face in the future. There is no reason to let him do whatever he wants! He really is an ignorant young master! But let This kind of person climbed to the head, your father is also a little scared, it is useless!" Seeing these words, Zhou Jirong saw that Chu Ming's face was blue and red, but he didn't see him roll up his sleeves with any blood, and he was about to go help his father.

Originally, he didn't have high expectations for Chu Ming, so he didn't care when he saw that he failed to sow dissension, so he thought about it and put on a show: "...This is your family's business, and I don't like to interfere. But I have a few words If it's important, I need to discuss it with your father face to face. Please go and ask him to come over. If your third uncle still wants to pester you, you can call him over as well. It's interesting for me to listen to what he just said, but I want to listen carefully. He still has something new to say!"

Chu Ming was stunned for a moment, pondering the meaning of his words, seeing Zhou Jirong put on a serious expression as if he was rooted there, after thinking about it he had no choice but to say: "Yes, yes, I'll let someone invite me father."

"I'm afraid others won't be able to invite you, so you have to go there yourself! I'm just waiting here, and I don't need you to greet me." Zhou Jirong curled his lips secretly, paused and said: "A few days ago, the two of your family The generals are good, very bold and calm, you ask them to go with you!... That's right! He is your third uncle, and you have a second uncle, right? Where is your second uncle?"

He spoke plainly, but his eyes were so excited that they almost gleamed fiercely, and he didn't seem to have any kind thoughts.Chu Ming broke out in cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "My second uncle, my second uncle is very peaceful, so I won't bother my little lord!"

Zhou Jirong snorted, and said again: "Wait a minute, I asked Xiaobai to go with you, he is much more experienced and capable than you!" Turning around, he performed another trick of changing his face, and whispered softly to Bai Tingyu Said: "Xiaobai, you go with Mr. Chu!"

Bai Tingyu promised to leave, but he grabbed his sleeves and held his hand, and said thoughtfully: "Xiaobai, you are doing things for me, whoever doesn't give you face will not give me face! Whoever treats you You're welcome, you don't have to be polite as long as you deal with him, everything is up to me!" Zhou Jirong spoke righteously, but he took Bai Tingyu's hand very dishonestly, and his fingers gently touched the palm of his hand.

Bai Tingyu was so startled that she almost jumped up, but in fact she didn't dare to move a little, she lowered her head for a long while before she answered the word 'yes' dryly.

Zhou Jirong was still there, feeling a little bit more fun, and finally let go of his hand reluctantly, and said: "Xiaobai, be careful in everything!"

Bai Tingyu nodded and hurriedly followed behind Chu Ming.But his hands and feet seemed uncoordinatedly stiff. The road paved with black bricks was not narrow, but he bumped straight into a clover bush of sweet-scented osmanthus by the side of the road like sleepwalking. He didn't dare to turn his head back, instead he sped up his pace a few minutes and went around the corner of the corridor.

Fang Zhen was dumbfounded, and Zhou Jirong was looking for trouble, so he patted him and complained: "Fang Zhen, do you feel that Xiaobai has been so indifferent to me these two days! Take a look, I just talked to him After talking so many words, he only agreed to one word, and he didn't even look at Lao Tzu! Is Lao Tzu a tiger who will eat him!"