Wrong Changhuan

Murong Ji said slowly, "The Xie family, in name the head of the family is Mrs. Xie, but in fact the head of the family is her third daughter-in-law Xie Baitang."

There are different winds in a hundred miles, and different customs in a thousand miles.Chang Huan heard from Yang Yan that the custom of people in Jiangdong is for a woman to take her husband's surname after marriage, so there are Baitang and Xie Baitang.Just like, Huamanzhi was originally called Manzhi.

Murong Ji continued, "This old lady Xie originally had three sons. The eldest son, Xie Lufeng, married the daughter of a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. The second son, Xie Wenfeng, married a woman from a small family. The third son is the prodigal son of Jianghu. Xie Cunfeng, who is known as Xie Cunfeng, was originally the best able to take over the head of the family, but it is a pity that he died young, and his wife is the descendant of the Poison Immortal, Baitang, Xie Baitang."

Chang Huan was puzzled and asked, "Then Mrs. Xie, even if the third son dies, it is reasonable to pass the position of head of the family to the eldest son or the second son, right? Why Xie Baitang?"

Murong Ji had no choice but to smile bitterly, and said, "Old lady Xie was shrewd and capable all her life, who would have thought that none of her sons was like him. The only third son who had hope died young. Although this Xie Lufeng was the eldest son, he married the daughter of the Wang family in his early years. She had a son, but she became addicted to gambling, and later made more jokes. She was kicked out of the house by Mrs. Xie for the sake of a brothel woman. The young lady of the Wang family couldn't bear the humiliation, she was disheartened, and in a fit of anger Even cut off the three thousand threads of troubles, left home, often accompanied by the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, and ignored the mundane world."

Chang Huan put his hands on his chin, listened carefully, and asked again, "What about Xie Wenfeng?"

After drinking a glass of wine alone, Murong Ji continued, "The second son, Xie Wenfeng, is cowardly by nature and afraid of his wife. He only knows how to study all day long. He has a son and a daughter. He teaches his children to read and write on weekdays, and lives happily. , the matter of the Xie family can't be expected at all."

Chang Huan couldn't help sighing, and said, "From this point of view, then Xie Baitang took advantage of it."

Murong Ji shook his head, and sighed thoughtfully, "She is not someone who loves to fight for power, but the situation forced her to take the position. If the Xie family hadn't been supported by her, they might not have seen it before. gone."

That tone seemed to be talking about Xie Baitang, but it was more like talking about himself.

Chang Huan murmured, "The descendant of the Poison Immortal is also a master at using poison. When I think of being good at using poison, I feel that this person has a clever and vicious appearance."

Murong Ji smiled slightly, and said, "Little Fairy, you are judging people by their looks... by their name. She is not a vicious person. Twenty years ago, she was the most beautiful woman in the Jianghu. I don't blame you." I don’t know, at that time, you were not born yet.”

The number one prodigal son in the world and the number one beauty in the Jianghu are a perfect match for both talent and beauty.

Seeing that Chang Huan was silent, Murong Ji asked gently, "What are you thinking?"

Chang Huan pouted, and said, "I was thinking, women in this world are really the same as these flowers and mushrooms...the more poisonous the more beautiful."

In Chang Huan's cognition, there are two types of women in the world, one is Ah Cuo, and the other is women other than Ah Cuo.Obviously, she said this to exclude An Cuo.

It's just that the more beautiful women will probably do it, it is estimated that they embroider flowers every day, drink tea, and sometimes show a gentle and delicate appearance that can be blown down by the east wind.With appearance, there is everything, and things like brains are superfluous decorations on the neck.And a woman like Xie Baitang who has such a good looks and is so responsible is probably a different kind.

Chang Huan thought about it, and couldn't help feeling admiration in his heart, and said, "Then she's living a vigorous life, and she's living a comfortable life." He poured wine for Murong Ji as he spoke.

Murong Ji looked at the wine glass and said solemnly, "Like a drinker, he knows whether he is warm or not." As he spoke, he raised his head, and the wine glass bottomed out.

Chang Huan was surprised, and quickly asked, "Could it be that there is a story in it?"

Murong Ji smiled, but asked an irrelevant question, "Have you ever thought about how heroes and beauties in the world can be considered real heroes and beauties?"

Chang Huan said without hesitation, "Heroes are naturally strong in martial arts, and they are chivalrous. Beauty is naturally beautiful, gentle and virtuous. Isn't this a hero and a beauty?"

Murong Ji looked at Chang Huan seriously, and said, "If one key thing is missing, it's not considered..."

Chang Huan said, "What's missing?"

Murong Ji said, "Tragedy, tragic ending... Just like Xie Cunfeng, everyone feels that he is a hero. In addition to his being the best in martial arts and fighting for justice, it is also because he died young. Just like those in history The reason why they are called heroes and can live forever is because of a common code name, which is tragedy."

Chang Huan said, "I've never thought about this level before..." After thinking about it carefully, he asked again, "You haven't said, what does this have to do with Xie Baitang? Except for Xie Cunfeng's early death , what other tragic stories does she have?"

Murong Ji said, "Now she has only one adopted son, the son of the eldest son Xie Lufeng, but it's a pity that he is disabled... She once had a child, but it was lost many years ago and has never been found... ...if that child was still alive, he would be about your age."

It was the first time Chang Huan heard these words, his eyes widened and he said, "From your tone, do you think her lost child is dead?"

Murong Ji took a sip of tea and said, "The child was six years old when he lost it, and he was already at the age he can remember. If he is still alive, after searching for so many years, he should have found it. I'm afraid it has already been..."

Murong Ji stopped talking, with regret in his expression, he paused, and said, "Originally there was Mrs. Xie in the Xie family, and no one said anything about Xie Baitang as the head of the family. Now Mrs. Xie is here I can't afford to be sick, it seems that this Xie family is not peaceful recently."

Chang Huan didn't say anything, just quietly thinking about how the intricate relationship would affect his actions.

Seeing that Chang Huan was silent, Murong Ji said, "Even so, do you still want to enter Xie's Mansion?"

Chang Huan raised his head in astonishment, stabilized his mind, and said, "Who said I want to enter Xie's mansion?"

Chang Huan thought it was the shopkeeper Hai who said it, but in retrospect, he just asked him where he could find a way to find a job, and didn't say he was going to Xie's house.I never said that I was going to Xie's house, so the only possibility was that when I went to Huajian Restaurant, I was followed by someone.

Murong Ji smiled slightly, "Then I'll give you ten times the Xie family's monthly money, and you stay by my side as a little maid pouring water and adding tea, how about that?"

Chang Huan was drinking in his throat, and he coughed violently when he heard this. He didn't want this weird person to give up, and when he calmed down, he said firmly, "As I said, we have different paths... But, I appreciate your kindness .”

Chang Huan raised his glass and said to Murong Ji, "I hope you will find someone more suitable to pour water and tea for you as soon as possible." After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, stood up and saluted and said goodbye, and went back to his slightly cold room when he went out. Room.

In this world, what you can't get is always the best, including things and people.

Murong Ji poured the wine and drank it unhurriedly.

Chen Yu couldn't help but asked, "Master, this little girl is too ungrateful."

Murong Ji didn't raise his head, but smiled and said, "You don't understand. Although this person is dressed normally, in terms of thinking ability, speech and behavior, he is not as ordinary as she appears on the surface. This person is interesting."

Chen Yu said, "Although my subordinates don't know what other abilities this little girl has, there is one thing that my subordinates have seen."

Murong Ji said, "What?"

Chen Yu said with a smile, "The ability to make you happy. Since I met her today, you have laughed many times, more than the whole month before."

Murong Ji snorted, and then ordered, "Let Chenyang look up her details, this Lin Xiaonuan from Qingtian County, I would like to know who she is." To be able to decline twice in one day, Unmoved by such generous conditions, this person is either extremely simple, or extremely thoughtful.

Lin Changhuan was lying on the bed in the guest room with his clothes on, looking at the curtains above his head, thinking about the Xie family, and now at least he had a general understanding of the basic situation of the place he was going to.The more chaotic the current situation is, it is not necessarily a bad thing for him. Maybe this is his opportunity, and he can steal Hundred Days Red out smoothly while taking advantage of the chaos.

Chang Huan thought about this weird person today again. She seemed to have heard the word Jiangxia on the token somewhere, and it should be a place name, but she always felt that there was something she hadn't thought of.The man's speech and behavior are also unusual, he is either rich or noble, he may be the master of any official family in Jiangxia.

Chang Huan didn't think about it anymore, seeing the night outside, he stood up and turned on the lamp, and then pushed open the window.

The waves crashing against the shore in the distance seemed to be tired, but became quiet at night.

A crescent moon in the distance hangs high and still, the light is not very bright, but it also covers up the stars in twos and threes around.

In this season, on this sea, it looks cold and aloof.

Chang Huan murmured, "The moon is not yet full, but my thoughts are still there. Ah Cuo, I miss you..."