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Chapter 4 Who Are You Asking Me?
His complexion changed drastically!

For a moment, the pupils shrank slightly.

Then there is a tactical slide, the body shakes slightly...

"Dengdengdeng!"

After a series of retreats, Chen Xiaoer's body seemed to have been pulled out of the bones, pale and limp by the side of the table, knocking over the inkstone.

"Is what mother said just now true?"

Chen Xiaoer's lips trembled, and he looked up at Wen Ruxian. In his eyes, there were expectations, doubts, and disbelief.

Wen Ruxian felt a little unnatural when Chen Xiaoer looked at him. After moving his eyes slightly down an inch, he sighed:

"An hour ago, Uncle Chen received the news.

Zhou Xiaoyu was ordered to apprehend the fourth-order river demon who was in trouble in Wannian County, but he didn't want to be ambushed by many monsters and fall off the cliff, leaving no bones..."

Chen Xiaoer naturally knew that the hour Wen Ruxian mentioned meant that she received the news an hour ago.

In fact, he already knew it!
"Go, go to Zhou's house!"

The monsters in Wannian County were causing trouble, and Chen Changshou's complexion was also a little ugly.

The family set off in a hurry.

Along the way, Chen Xiaoer's expression darkened slightly,

Wen Ruxian beside him kept chattering and comforting.

Regarding this, Chen Xiaoer was always miserable on the surface, but in his heart he was secretly thinking about what to do next.

from afar,

The mourning flags fluttered in front of the Zhou mansion, and the lanterns in front of the gate were also covered with a layer of white gauze paper.

All servants and servants are dressed in white clothes.

In front of the gate, dignitaries and dignitaries from the capital came one after another, exchanging greetings with each other, and it was very lively.

"Xiao Er, remember not to lose your composure later." Chen Changshou's voice rang in his ears.

"The child knows."

Chen Xiaoer nodded silently.

Along the way, Chen Changshou talked a lot about Dali Siqing and Zhou Xiaoyu.

Dali Temple Minister Zhou Hongyu's wife, Nanshi, is the elder sister of the imperial concubine.

The whole world knows that the little emperor of the Shengyang Dynasty is just a puppet, and it is the concubine who really dominates the power.

Because of this, the Zhou family is in full swing.

The only daughter, Zhou Xiaoyu, was favored by the concubine because of her outstanding talent in martial arts, and she was hired as the "Embroidered Clothes Yushi" as a thousand households.

To monitor the world, kill first and play later, the imperial power licenses it.

Regarding Zhou Xiayu, Chen Changshou knew very little because of his relationship with the 'Embroidered Clothes Censor'.

But after all, he is the governor of Jingzhao, and he still knows some inside information, but Chen Changshou's evaluation of this woman is very short:
"Excellent talent, a genius who amazes his peers..."

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"Brother Chen!"

Square face, full of righteousness, brocade clothes and robes.

In a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, the light flickered from time to time.Dali Temple Minister Zhou Hongyu bowed his hands to Chen Changshou.

"Li Qilin..."

Seeing Dali Siqing, Chen Xiaoer squinted his eyes.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the woman wearing a red dress and a long sword who looked like a banished fairy.

... Li Qilin was arrested in Dali Temple in the capital.

"Brother Zhou!"

Chen Changshou bowed his hand in return.

Chen Changshou also knew that Zhou Hongyu had just lost his daughter, so he was not in a good mood at the moment, so he didn't show too much courtesy.

In addition, he didn't have much contact with the Zhou family, so he was able to come to express his condolences this time mainly because of Chen Xiaoer.

For other things, for Chen Changshou who doesn't like officialdom and sophistication, even if the Zhou family is backed by a toffee.

He also won't be too courteous.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Chen Changshou led Chen Xiaoer and Wen Ruxian to offer incense.

The atmosphere in the mourning hall was heavy.

After everyone came to light a stick of incense silently, they gathered together and chatted quietly.

All the visitors were dignitaries from the capital.

In the spacious and spacious mourning hall, mourning flags fluttered, and wreaths on both sides were placed neatly. There were hundreds of them by visual inspection.

Looking all the way over, looking at the elegiac couplets on the wreath, Chen Xiaoer laughed a little.

Full of nonsense, such as:

"A life of simplicity and a model, half a life of hard work to tell good stories", "Peach blossoms and flowing water go away, where can you swim in the bright moon and spring breeze"...

"Flowering through the ages, enlightening future generations", "Celebrities' descendants, virtue reaching the village", "Leaving their fragrance forever, leaving their love forever"...

The elegiac couplet consists of the upper half and the lower half.

In terms of writing and form, there is a certain rigorous formula. When writing, you must carefully choose the words used in the late language.
Especially in the Shanglian, the eulogies, titles and achievements of the deceased should not be half-sloppy, and they should pay attention to the use of words according to the person, which is appropriate.

Even the thoughts and feelings here and now are considered in detail, and they must be fully adapted to the thing and the occasion.

Look at what these are?
Not only was there none that matched Zhou Xiaoyu's identity, even the politeness was not right.

No sincerity!

In addition, Chen Xiaoer also discovered a phenomenon.

The visitors were in a hurry, in groups of twos and threes, and the dignitaries who gathered together chatted in low voices, and even smiled when they said something.

Maids and servants are indifferent and numb...

Except for Nan's constant tears as the biological mother,
Even Zhou Hongyu, who is his father, has to deal with his colleagues who are close to each other in the officialdom at this time.

A huge mourning hall to bid farewell to the dead,

Invisibly, it has become a large-scale social place, and it is still the Qing family of Dali Temple with a strong background, which is unbelievable and ironic...

More and more people gathered in the Zhou Mansion, and basically all the big and small dignitaries in the capital had already come.

The mourning hall is becoming more and more noisy...

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Royal Palace.

"Xiao Yu, do you regret it?"

In the resplendent bedroom, a young and gentle voice came from behind the gauze curtain.

Above the bedroom hall.

A tall and straight girl in a black robe with a sheathed long sword in her hand stood standing.

His long black hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of his head.A sharp cold light flickered in the black and bright eyes.

The girl pursed her thin lips lightly, and her skin was delicate and delicate.

A little tear mole is a little dotted under the corner of the eye, and the brows are full of heroism.

The most amazing thing is that in front of the girl, there is an oval bronze mirror inlaid with sandalwood that is half the height of a person.

The ancient mirror actually showed the picture of Zhou Mansion.

The girl looked at Gu Jing's eyes, and finally her eyes fell on the weeping mother Nan, and said after a while:

"For Shengyang, I have no complaints or regrets!"

A moment later, the young woman's voice sounded again behind the gauze curtain, saying, "Now that Shengyang has internal and external troubles,
I have to entrust this matter to someone I trust enough to ensure that it will be safe, but I will wrong you. "

"The subordinate's responsibilities..." Zhou Xiaoyu had just finished speaking, when his tone suddenly stopped.

The pretty brows also frowned slightly.

Just because at this time, she has been completely attracted by the scene that happened in the ancient mirror...

In the picture of the ancient mirror——

The thin Chen Xiaoer, dressed in coarse linen, stood in front of the wreath in front of the mourning hall, with his back to everyone.

There are elegiac couplets torn off at his feet.

There were also servants of the Zhou family holding sticks and a group of Dali Temple arresters.

Beside Chen Xiaoer, stood the sixth-rank master of martial arts, butler Chen Bo——

"...Who am I, you ask?"

Chen Xiaoer's hoarse and deep voice sounded, and when he turned around, his face was already covered with tears.

"I'm Zhou Xiaoyu's fiancé!"

wow——

The crowd was in an uproar.

Even Zhou Hongyu and his wife, Mrs. Nan, were full of disbelief at this moment.

"Nonsense, absolutely impossible!"

"It is rumored that although the only daughter of the Zhou family is born with stunning beauty, she will not lie to any youngsters of her generation! How can she have a fiancé?"

"She is only two decades old, and she has already reached the sixth-rank realm of martial arts!"

"...Zhou Xiaoyu likes to kill someone in his dream, how could it be possible..."

There was a lot of discussion, and no one believed Chen Xiaoer's words.

Even Zhou Hongyu and his wife, Mrs. Nan, stared wide-eyed at this moment, looking at Chen Changshou who was next to him incredulously.

"Alas." Chen Changshou sighed, and under Zhou Hongyu's gaze, he nodded in recognition and said:
"Xiaoer was born to her when I was young.

Apart from admitting relatives, he came to Beijing this time to marry Ling Ai! "

"...And I have already promised this child to come to propose marriage, but I didn't expect Ling Ai to be..."

Chen Changshou stopped talking when he said this.

The Hanhan Wen Ruxian on the side also nodded his head seriously, for fear that others would not believe him and said:
"Yeah, it's all true, we've tested it."

Chen Xiaoer's face was still miserable, but in his heart he gave Chen Changshou and Wen Ruxian a thumbs up.

This is simply an assist!
In fact, what Chen Changshou told Wen Ruxian was Chen Xiaoer's identity, but because he mentioned a marriage proposal first, this created an illusion for Zhou Hongyu and his wife that Chen Changshou was testifying for Chen Xiaoer!
A wonderful misunderstanding was thus made.

But for Chen Xiaoer, it was a perfect assist.

Chen Xiaoer was happy, but someone was angry...

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