The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 537
Geng Songsheng was wearing a gray gown, his hair was a little messy, the gown was soaked with sweat and clung to his body, making the frame under the gown look very weak.

The boy's name was Qingfeng, and he was wiping his master's sweat with a wet handkerchief.

When Qingfeng saw her, his eyes suddenly became fierce and he pushed Geng Song Sheng hard.

Geng Songsheng raised his face in confusion, took a blank look, and then fell down again.

Zhu Weijin felt like his heart was hit hard by something.

His face was so thin that he lost his features, and gray hair sprouted from his temples at some point, but he was clearly only in his early twenties.

Seeing that his master was not awake, Qingfeng didn't know what to do. When he stood up to pour water, he gave Zhu Weijin and his party a loud sigh and cursed: "Bad luck!"

Before Zhu Weijin could say anything, her personal maid Xiao Qian became angry and yelled at him, "You are the ones who are unlucky!"

Qingfeng scolded: "There is no good person in your Zhu family,"

Xiao Qian scolded back: "You and your master are not good friends!"

Several guards gathered around.

Zhu Weijin hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't make any trouble. Just rest for one night and then leave."

Qingfeng was also aware of the situation. Seeing that there were many of them, he glared at Zhu Weijin angrily and ignored them.

Zhu Weijin was also helped into the guest room by Xiao Qian.

Coincidentally, Zhu Weijin's room and Geng Songsheng's room were only separated by a wall.

In the middle of the night, waves of uncontrollable sobs passed through the wall, mixed with a few curses in the breeze.

Yan Sanhe: "What are you scolding?"

"It's the Zhu family."

Zhu Weijin glanced at Zhu Weixi again, "There is also dad."

The atmosphere in the main room suddenly became stagnant, as if something was pressing down on every child of the Zhu family.

Very heavy, very stuffy.

Yan Sanhe: "Then what?"

"The noise next door slowly subsided in the second half of the night..."

Zhu Weijin couldn't sleep.

She stared at the tent ceiling with her eyes open, wondering why Qingfeng was scolding the Zhu family and her father. It was obviously his master who made mistakes again and again.

and also.

She had never heard such muffled crying.

The cry seemed to be stuck in the throat. It could neither be suppressed nor come out, and it was making me gasp for breath.

Like a wounded beast surrounded by hunters, it can only use such sounds to scare the hunters and protect its fragile body.

She kept her eyes open and survived until dawn.

At dawn, she washed up and prepared to leave early. She didn't want to meet Geng Song Sheng's eyes when she walked out of the inn.

"At that time, he was saddling the horse. When he saw me, he was stunned for a moment, and then he gave a cold and abrupt smile."

Zhu Weijin: "I turned my head away and ignored this man. He obviously didn't want to pay attention to me, so he quickly got on his horse and drove away."

However, just as Xiao Qian was helping her to get into the carriage, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves approaching from far away.

"The horse almost rushed towards me, scaring me half to death. When it was almost in front of me, Geng Songsheng tightened the reins, and while the horse's hooves leaped high, he shouted at me."

Yan Sanhe: "What did he shout?"

"He shouted..."

Zhu Weijin gave Zhu Weixi a faint smile.

"...Go back and tell your sister that I, Geng Songsheng, have never done anything sorry for her!"

Zhu Weixi's face was shocked at first, then angry.

The anger grew stronger and stronger, until her eye circles were so red that blood seemed to drip from her eyes. She shouted miserably:

"Zhu Weijin, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"say what?"

Zhu Weijin seemed to have expected her reaction and was not panicked at all. "I said that I met Geng Songsheng and that he did not let you down? Would you believe it?"

"..."

"You won't believe it."

Zhu Weijin sneered: "Not only will you not believe him, but you will not believe me. The fraud is true, and the girl's belly is true."

Zhu Weixi was unable to refute a word, lowered his head, and cried silently.

Yan Sanhe couldn't bear to look at Zhu Weixi's expression at this moment, so he changed the topic and said, "Zhu Weijin, you should believe it."

"Yes, I believe it."

Zhu Weijin: "I drank, got drunk secretly a few times, and hid in bed and cried. If a person is drunk and doesn't dare to cry loudly, then there must be something sad."

Yan Sanhe: "Did you investigate secretly?"

Zhu Weijin shook his head: "I just want to be more careful."

Yan Sanhe: "What's the problem?"

Zhu Weijin: "That pregnant woman."

"The dewy couple on the way, they are in love with each other, they are in love, it doesn't matter who you are or who I am."

Yan Sanhe: "There is no need for Geng Songsheng to explain his background so clearly. If he wants to explain it, it should be the Geng family in Luoyang, and it is unlikely to be the Zhu family in the capital."

Zhu Weijin looked at Yan Sanhe in surprise for a long time before nodding.

Yan Sanhe: "This is a doubtful point, are there any more?"

"Have!"

Zhu Weijin looked at Zhu Yuanzhao, "My second brother secretly tested Geng and Song Sheng's fortune a few days before the Spring Festival."

Zhu Yuanmo was shocked: "Did you help Geng Song Sheng test the bad luck?"

Zhu Yuanzhao's eyelids twitched and he nodded helplessly.

He had the best relationship with his eldest sister. He admired Geng Songsheng quite a bit and couldn't help it, so he secretly took a test a few days before Chunwei.

Zhu Yuanzhao looked at Zhu Weijin with disgust, "How do you know about my private affairs?"

"After Geng Songsheng's accident, my second brother got drunk one day and kept muttering, 'It's obviously a good thing, how can it be a big disaster'?"

Zhu Weijin: "The Zhu family can't hide too many secrets. During that time, the servants in the house were talking about the eldest lady and Geng Song Sheng. I overheard it."

"You are really thoughtful!"

Zhu Yuanzhao sneered, turned around and said, "Miss Yan, I was not good at studying at the time and made the wrong test."

Zhu Weijin sneered in response, "This kind of thing can be wrong. It's not that my second brother is not good at studying, but that he is not worthy of being a member of the Zhu family."

Zhu Yuanzhao gritted his teeth: "You..."

"Zhu Yuanmo, what's going on?" Yan Sanhe quickly interrupted the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two brothers.

Zhu Yuanmo's eyes darkened: "This kind of bad luck is unexpected for our family."

Yan Sanhe: "Why?"

Zhu Yuanmo: "Because it's too simple, and also because it offends people."

To determine bad luck, especially in academic matters, just taking the person's birthday and horoscope and adding three copper coins is more than enough.

Those who came to take the test were all rich or noble, but few children from such families would study hard and rely on their ancestors to get by in the Imperial College.

No need to test, nine times out of ten it is bad luck.

The Zhu family's family status does not need to be supported by these small things, so they simply don't accept it.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sense of death in the already depressed main hall.

Zhu Lao Er said it was simple, which meant that the possibility of Zhu Lao Er's test being wrong was very small; it also meant that Geng Song Sheng could have passed the examination.

But there happened to be fraud again.

Yan Sanhe looked at Zhu Weijin in horror, "Tell me, what did you discover secretly?"

(End of this chapter)