the other side, flower festival

Chapter 29 The Unfamiliar Family

When Manzhu returned to Zhuijin Tower, she seemed to be full of thoughts. When the old man saw her, she originally wanted to greet her with a smile, but when she saw Manzhu's expression, she hurriedly dodged and backed away, and bumped into the thorn behind her.

Thorn cast a cold look at the old bustard, who quickly apologized.Who knows where Thorn put the old bustard in his heart, he raised his foot and walked towards Manzhu.

Thorn walked to the door of Manzhu's room and saw that the door was closed tightly. He wanted to knock on the door, but his raised hand didn't come down.

Linglong stood in the corner, watching from a distance, she knew why Thorn was sad, she walked forward gently, and tugged on Thorn's sleeve.

Thorn turned around and saw Linglong, his face was even colder.

"I know you're blaming me for my appearance that night, but you have to know that if I'm a step late, you might make a more serious mistake."

Linglong's voice is cute and sweet. A young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is not too young in the current Chang'an City. Many girls like her have already talked about marriage, and some even have children. Linglong, Because she has been raised by Manzhu's side all the time, although she is in a brothel, she doesn't need to do anything. She just listens to the news according to the order of the procuress, but in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Manzhu is raising Linglong as her daughter. Therefore, Manzhu will hand over to Linglong the important matters in dealing with people.

Thorn watched Linglong's eyes soften, but didn't want to speak up, turned around and left.

Linglong looked at Thorn's back and said, "If you have a problem, you can come to me at any time."

Thorn didn't look back, and Linglong's eyes, which were still watery just now, instantly dimmed.

Manzhu's voice came from inside the room: "But Linglong is here? Come in and talk."

Linglong came back to her senses, although she knew that Manzhu was in the room and couldn't see herself, she still bowed her head respectfully: "Yes, girl, then I'll come in."

Linglong opened the door and entered, and saw Manzhu sitting at a low table drinking tea, her ankle had a deep wound, which was hidden under her blood-red skirt, at the same time, she saw Manzhu's other ankle There, more wounds can be vaguely seen.

Manzhu noticed that Linglong was looking at her, and didn't dodge: "Come and drink tea with me."

Linglong felt that she had lost her composure, and hurried forward, sat beside Manzhu, and poured tea for her.

Originally they looked almost the same age, but when they sat together, they could clearly see that Manzhu was much more mature than Linglong, but Manzhu had the rare girl Huaichun in front of Jiang Jichen. feeling.

"You haven't come to talk to me for a while, what have you been up to lately?" Manzhu seemed to be indifferent, but Linglong felt that some emotions were subtly changing.

"Miss has been taking care of Mr. Jiang recently. I think she is too busy, so I seldom meet face to face with you."

Manzhu looked at Linglong and smiled slightly, and looked carefully: "15 years have passed before I knew it, and I almost forgot that you have grown into a big girl."

Linglong's originally petite face blushed, "Girl."

Manzhu took a sip of tea: "Do you have a sweetheart?"

Startled, Linglong raised her eyes, got up immediately, and knelt down in front of Manzhu: "Linglong is willing to stay by the girl's side for the rest of her life."

Manzhu smiled, holding Linglong's arm with her slender hand: "This is not right, good or bad, I am your adoptive mother. Although I don't take care of you much on weekdays, my daughter still has to worry about it when she is old enough to marry. go."

Linglong still lowered her head, not daring to look up at Manzhu: "The girl is because of Mr. Jiang?"

"Huh? I don't understand what you said." Manzhu just looked at Linglong indifferently.

Linglong continued: "Linglong knows that no news can escape the girl's ears. Linglong didn't intend to hide it on purpose, but the girl has been planning other things. I didn't find a suitable opportunity to tell the girl about it."

Manzhu looked away: "Sit down."

Linglong looked at Manzhu, seeing the expression on Manzhu's face that was neither happy nor angry, she was in a trance.

"Sit." Manzhu spoke again.

Linglong sat down obediently: "The son of the official secretary's family, Wang Ziyu, he looked for me."

Manzhu said lightly: "Yes."

Linglong looked up at Manzhu: "Girl, I just...just because he mentioned Mr. Jiang and exchanged information about my family on the condition of Mr. Jiang, so I"

Manzhu smiled: "You mean to say that you were confused for a while? Did you inquire about Mr. Jiang for others?"

"Girl, I don't dare anymore."

Manzhu took a deep breath: "Although I raised you from a young age, I am not my biological mother. From the perspective of outsiders, you and I are probably just sisters. I can understand that you want to find your own family, but you To mistrust others."

Linglong's two hands were tightly clasped together, tightly clasped by the well-manicured Koudan's nails, her fingers were almost bleeding from pinching.

Manzhu took Linglong's hand, Linglong trembled subconsciously, Manzhu noticed it, but didn't show it: "In that case, you go and do something for me."

Linglong raised her eyes and met Manzhu's four eyes: "Please tell me, girl."

Manzhu put down Linglong's hand and stood up: "Supposedly, for you, this matter is nothing more than returning to a normal life. For you, it should not be difficult, but, these years, I have been somewhat helpful to you. Emotional, do you know?"

Linglong followed Manzhu to her feet: "Girl, my life is yours. No matter what, as long as I can do it, I will never let you down."

Manzhu looked back at Linglong: "Marry Wang Ziyu."

Linglong thought she had misheard, and she was surprised: "Girl, he is the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, what can I do?"

Manzhu smiled shallowly: "I will send you back to the place where you should go back. It's time for you to do something important for me."

"Girl, I don't understand what you mean."

Manzhu hugged Linglong leisurely, with a sad face: "I know you have someone in your heart, I can promise you, as long as you complete this task, I will fulfill you."

Linglong doesn't know that Manzhu knows that there is someone in her heart. Could it be that she has always seen her feelings for Thorn?But Thorn clearly knew that Manzhu was alone.

"He should have told you that you already have a marriage contract, and I just need to send you back. The rest is up to you."

Linglong was taken aback: "Miss, do you know where my family is?"

Manzhu turned her head away from Linglong: "I know."

"You knew it all along?" Linglong couldn't believe it.

"Not really, it's just that all of this may be due to fate. When you first met you, you were just a three-year-old child. I ordered Thorn to inquire about your family, but I didn't expect that I found something useful to me. Therefore, I kept you by my side, Linglong, I am not going to lie to you."

Linglong's eyes were already red: "Girl has raised me all these years, just to take advantage of me?"

Manzhu was not strict for a while, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Linglong lowered her head, but her tears had already hit the ground, splashing a burst of water: "Thank you for your kindness in nurturing the girl. From now on, I will correct my mentality and share the girl's worries."

Manzhu still looked at Linglong and said nothing.

Linglong raised her head and looked at Manzhu with some reluctance in her eyes: "What kind of mission does the girl plan to give me?"

Seeing Linglong's appearance like this, Manzhu actually felt a little bit reluctant and sad. After all, she was a child raised by herself, but she still tried her best to control her emotions: "Looking at Siming Yu and Yang Ting protecting Jiang Jichen, try not to Make another mistake, and at the same time investigate what the Shangshu Wang's family is planning."

"Then who am I?" Linglong asked softly.

"Seventeen years ago, the wife of the Minister of Rites gave birth to a pair of twins, and you were one of them. Your original name was Si Wanruo"

For several days in a row, Si Yang Ting couldn't find Jiang Jichen's whereabouts anywhere. He even brought in Dali Temple's staff to conduct a blanket search, but he couldn't find any trace of Jiang Jichen.

Rumors started to spread outside, and it was almost certain that Jiang Jichen was the murderer. On the contrary, there were many complaints against Dali Temple, saying that Si Yangting, one of the young ministers of Dali Temple, and the murderer of the serial murder were brothers, and that the murderer was The son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, the officials and officials protect each other, and he has no intention of giving an explanation to the common people.

Even the personification of Jiang Jichen from the outside is even more miraculous. Why did Jiang Jichen leave home? In fact, it was not the so-called leaving home at all, but because the Si family discovered that Jiang Jichen's true identity was heart-eating According to legend, more and more monsters have come to Chang'an City recently, and I am afraid that in the future, Chang'an City will not be peaceful because of the arrival of these monsters.

Just because Jiang Jichen was an orphan who was picked up, some people rumored that he was not an orphan at all, but a cunning nine-tailed fox by nature. In order to take root in Chang'an City, Jiang Jichen's arrival was nothing more than an illusion. Those who explored the way for the other nine-tailed foxes wanted to destroy the city of Chang'an.

In the teahouse in the corner of West Market, Si Yangting was sitting at a low table drinking. Hearing such gossip, he lost his temper for a moment and cracked the low table with a slap. Man, drew his knife and pointed at the man: "How dare you say it again!"

The man didn't recognize Si Yang Ting, but he could see Si Yang Ting's angry aura, but he refused to admit defeat: "Why? In this West Market of Chang'an City, do you still want to kill people in public?"

Si Yangting gritted his teeth tightly, and the hand holding the saber became tighter and tighter, forcing his own impulse.

Someone next to him recognized Si Yang Tinglai, so scared he quickly pulled him back, and whispered in his ear: "Do you know who this person is?"

The man was puzzled: "No matter who it is, don't you and I have the right to speak? Not to mention whether these are right or wrong, everyone says this, but I can't say it? Besides, I didn't say it! "

Si Yangting was so angry that his whole body trembled, and with all his strength, he inserted the saber into the low table in front of the man: "You know, to wrong a good person, you only need one mouth, but if you want to get rid of a good person, you need [-] mouths." It's hard!" Si Yangting grabbed the man's front collar, and the man was lifted up by Si Yangting, barely touching the ground, "If I hear you talking nonsense again, Be careful I won't let you off so easily next time!"

After Si Yangting finished speaking, he threw the man out with his hands, with such strength that the wine on the low table was spilled all over the floor.

After the man got up, he still wanted to go forward to argue, but was pulled back by others: "Don't say it, he is Yang Ting, the Shaoqing Secretary of Dali Temple, that is, Jiang Jichen's younger brother!"

When the man heard this, not only was he not afraid, but he laughed instead: "I said, who is so arrogant? In this world where officials and officials protect each other, I don't believe that ordinary people really don't have any freedom of speech! How prosperous and open the Tang Dynasty is! Freedom, if you can't even speak, how can you accept people from other countries?"

Si Yangting's patience had reached its limit, he flew up and punched the speaker.

When the fist was close at hand, another fist suddenly struck Si Yangting, and before Si Yangting could react, he was knocked down by the person who appeared suddenly.

How could Si Yangting bear this kind of anger? He raised his eyes full of resentment when he was angry, and was about to clench his fists to fight back, but he saw that the person standing in front of him was not someone else, who had watched him grow up since he was a child, and was also his current immediate boss. , Fu Lingtian.

All of Si Yangting's anger went limp in an instant: "Master Fu, I"

Without saying a word, Fu Lingtian stepped forward and kicked Si Yangting hard in the stomach.

Si Yangting was forced, and he flew out, hit the wall heavily, bounced back, and fell to the ground. He looked up at Fu Lingtian's stern face.

Fu Lingtian was also standing not far away, glaring at him.

(End of this chapter)