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

Chapter 880 It's Worth It
The prince's personal visit is such an honor for the Xie Mansion.

The people who came to express their condolences outside all took a deep breath.

After Xie Erli hurriedly wiped away his tears, he told Xie Buhuo, "Watch the mourning hall," and got up to pull Xie Zhifei away.

Without thinking, Xie Zhifei pushed him away and continued to stare at the coffin.

Xie Erli had no choice but to go out by himself.

After Yan Sanhe took a deep look at Xie Zhifei, he quietly walked out of the mourning hall, looking around the crowd.

Li Buyan noticed: "Who are you looking for?"

Yan Sanhe: "Thank you Xiaohua."

Li Buyan secretly marveled that this girl had even forgotten Xie Erli and Zhu Weixi and his wife, but she still remembered Xie Xiaohua.

She pointed far away.

Xie Xiaohua was following Xie Erli at this moment, respectfully going to greet the prince.

The prince came in a hurry wearing private clothes, followed only by Shen Chong.

Xie Erli was about to kneel down to salute when he helped him up.

"No need to be too polite. Thank you for being the pillar of your country. I will offer him a stick of incense."

Xie Erli held His Highness's hand and burst into tears: "Thank you, Your Highness... for your consideration."

Zhao Yishi clapped his hand and strode towards the main hall.

When passing by Yan Sanhe, he glanced briefly. Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan did not kneel down to salute like others, but only bowed slightly.

Yan Sanhe waited for him to enter the mourning hall, and whispered to Li Buyan, "Please help me keep an eye on it." He stepped out and moved lightly behind Xie Xiaohua.

Xie Xiaohua noticed someone behind her and turned around to look, "Miss Yan?"

Yan Sanhe pointed behind the wall and motioned for him to follow.

The two of them walked to the corner one after another and walked behind a big tree. Yan Sanhe turned around and lowered his voice to the lowest level:
"Xie Xiaohua, has your master made any large expenditures recently?"

Xie Xiaohua burst into tears when she mentioned the master.

He thought for a while and said: "Last month, I had an expenditure of 2000 taels."

2000 two?
The gap between the teeth is not enough.

Yan Sanhe looked at him: "Is there anyone who can move [-] yuan, around [-] to [-] yuan?"

This number scared Xie Xiaohua so much that her face turned green.

"Miss Yan, I have always been frugal, so it is impossible for me to spend so much money. Besides, there is not so much money in the public account!"

That's wrong!
Yan Sanhe thought for a moment, "Is it possible that he spent a lot of money and you didn't know about it?"

"The money from the shop outside the Xie Mansion all passes through the hands of the second master and goes into the public account, unless the master secretly asks the second master to withhold it..."

Xie Xiaohua said firmly: "Otherwise it would be absolutely impossible."

Yan Sanhe nodded: "I understand, go and do your work!"

Xie Xiaohua grabbed Yan Sanhe's sleeve and said, "Miss Yan, why are you asking about this? Is it because my master owes something outside..."

"Don't ask, and don't tell anyone."

Yan Sanhe lowered his gaze, "If you want to find out why your master committed suicide!"

Xie Xiaohua was so scared that she covered her mouth and nodded desperately.

"Take good care of your third master."

Yan Sanhe was silent for a while, "He will listen to your words to some extent."

Thinking of the mouthful of blood spit out by Third Master, two lines of hot tears flowed from Xie Xiaohua's eyes.

"Miss Yan, the person I was most worried about during my lifetime was the Third Master. Last night I went to the city gate to wait for him."

yesterday?

at night?

Xie Zhifei didn’t mention a word!

Yan Sanhe's eyes narrowed, "What did they say?"

"what?"

"Tell me every word without missing a word!"

……

"San'er, daddy only hopes that you will have less suffering and more joy from now on, and that you can live to be a hundred years old. Then it will be worth it, everything will be worth it."

Yan Sanhe thought about this sentence over and over again, not even realizing when Xie Xiaohua left.

This is obviously not quite right, especially the word "worth it".

The irony of "worth it" is "not worth it". These two words have a common premise - giving.

What you pay, you get, then it is worth it;

You get nothing for what you pay, so it's not worth it.

So, what did Xie Daozhi pay?

Is it just that big chunk of money?On the way to Yan'entang, Yan Sanhe was thinking about this question.

There was silence in Xi'en Hall.

When the maid saw it was Miss Yan, she wiped her tears and came forward and said, "The old lady is tired from crying. She just fell asleep. Miss Yan is sitting in the hall."

"No, you tell the old lady to take care of yourself, and I'll see her later."

When Yan Sanhe walked out of the yard, he turned and glanced at the east wing where the old lady lived.

Yang is such an only son.

The mother and son have been dependent on each other until now, and they have reached the highest point of prosperity and wealth. Their lives are almost over, and they did not expect that the white-haired person will give away the black-haired person.

What's the use of shrewd calculations?

What is the use of fine clothes and fine food?

In the end, he is still a pathetic person!

"Don't say anything, let's go back."

Li Buyan threw away the piece of grass in his mouth, walked to Yan Sanhe, and whispered:
"Third Master, do you want to go and take a look? I'm watching him from a distance..."

"No one can comfort him, including me."

"why?"

Yan Sanhe's eyes were dark: "Because none of us are in it."

Because none of us are him!
……

The two came quietly and left quietly.

When I walked to the main door and looked up, everyone inside and outside the threshold was stunned.

Zhu Qing stepped back and saluted: "Miss Yan, Miss Li."

Li Buyan: "Why are you here?"

Yan Sanhe: "You are finally here."

Li Buyan looked at Yan Sanhe and shut up.

Yan Sanhe took out his purse from his arms and said, "Please give it to Third Master for me."

Zhu Qing's eyes suddenly became hot.

Miss Yan has just come from the mourning hall. What can't be handed over to the third master in person and must be handed over by him?
She was afraid that the third master would reject her, so she came up with this idea.

"By the way, bring me a message for him."

Yan Sanhe said softly: "Just say that I don't care about the accounts, and I will leave them to him in the future."

"Yes!"

Zhu Qing took the purse and stepped aside, letting Yan Sanhe and the others go first.

Yan Sanhe crossed the threshold with his other foot, "No words, you go and lead the horse first."

"it is good!"

"Zhu Qing, come here."

Zhu Qing and Yan San came to the corner and said, "Miss Yan, do you have any other instructions?"

"Do you believe that your master will commit suicide?"

"I……"

"I do not believe!"

Yan Sanhe covered his mouth and said quickly: "Do one thing for me. Find a way to ask your second father if his father has made any large expenditures from his account in the past few months?"

Zhu Qing opened her eyelids and glanced at Yan Sanhe, unaware that Yan Sanhe was also looking up at him.

When their eyes met, Zhu Qing was shocked - how to describe the look in Miss Yan's eyes?
There was no sadness or worry inside, just two clusters of light, very bright and firm, as if nothing could trouble her.

"Don't worry, Miss Yan, leave it to me."

At this time, Li Buyan took the horse and asked: "Go back to the other courtyard?"

Yan Sanhe quickly walked a few steps down the steps: "No, go to the inn to find Han Xu."

Li Buyan was slightly startled, "Han Xu, do you still remember?"

Yan Sanhe: "I dare not forget her."

Li Buyan put his head close to her: "What are you looking for her for?"

Yan Sanhe whispered in her ear: "Please help me investigate someone."

Li Buyan: "Who?"

Yan Sanhe: "Yan Xi!"

Li Buyan's expression changed.

Isn’t everything over now? Why do we still need to check on him?

(End of this chapter)