The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 398

When Han Yu said this, many people immediately responded, "Let someone say something!"

"Let my son speak."

"Let that rogue cultivator say something too, you guys are the ones who said the broken sleeve, and the two of them haven't admitted it yet!"

... The scene got out of control for a while, the elder of the Yang family discussed with the two people behind him, and still took away the rags that were stuck in the mouths of the young master of the Yang family and the loose cultivator.

An Zhicheng looked at this side from a distance upstairs in the inn and laughed, "Don't tell me, Han Yu really has two brushes. He blocks people with words, which is better than those old guys in the court who only know the principles of ethics." Too strong!"

The appreciation and admiration in An Zhicheng's tone was completely undisguised, and Feng Qiwu suddenly felt like an adult whose own child was being praised, and said proudly: "That is, you don't even look at whose relatives, I think back then I was also a female general who was fighting against Confucianism in the court, how could I let my subordinates suffer under the hands of these little bastards?!"

"The little bastard you're talking about is..." An Zhicheng pointed at the elder of the Yang family who was arguing with Yang Xu and the casual cultivator on the burning platform with trembling fingers, and said in an extremely uncertain voice, "It's him? "

Feng Qiwu nodded as a matter of course, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the "little bastard" in his mouth and the white-bearded old man on the burning platform who was old enough to be his grandfather. ?"

"Okay, that's fine."

An Zhicheng turned his head silently, and continued to watch Han Yu fanning the flames, adding oil and vinegar to create chaos.

On the burning platform, after the rag stuffed in his mouth was taken away, the little boy from that family shouted with tears in his eyes, "Grand Elder, the one who corrupted the style of the Yang family knew me, and I was the one who had the habit of breaking sleeves. Zhou Ze, he is not from the Yang family and has nothing to do with me, you have no right to burn him in the Yang family law!"

The casual cultivator named Zhou Ze just moved his jaw and didn't say anything after he got his mouth free. When he heard Yang Xu's words, he just blinked his eyes a few times and didn't say anything.

The elder of the Yang family heard the words, frowned and said: "Master Xu, you said that you are the one who has the habit of breaking sleeves, and Zhou Ze has nothing to do with you, but when you first found out that you two were disheveled, how can you explain it?"

"I was the one who got drunk and went to him by myself. He didn't even bother to ask me, otherwise you thought you would see just two disheveled people?!"

Yang Xuhong's eyes were almost roaring, dignity was completely out of his consideration, and he only wanted to get Zhou Ze out of this matter.

When the elder of the Yang family heard the words, a glint of joy flashed in his eyes. Yang Xu had better maintain this attitude. The more he lost face to the Yang family, the more chance his son would inherit the Yang family business. It's a look of hating iron but not steel, "You, it's not right to leave the young master of the Yang family alone, why do you have to humiliate yourself like this?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be thinking about Yang Xu, and asked Zhou Ze, "Zhou Ze, Master Xu said that you didn't have anything to do with him at all, it was all his wishful thinking, is that so?"

"If I say no, will you let him go?" Zhou Ze looked at the elder of the Yang family sarcastically, "And even if I say yes, you won't let him go, let me think about it, wait a minute." These people are all gone, so rumors about Zhou Ze’s treachery and betrayal will spread one day, and after a few days, I will be overwhelmed by the pressure of public opinion and commit suicide, right?”

Compared to Yang Xu's heart-piercing roar, Zhou Ze was too calm, which made the elder of the Yang family flustered.

Upstairs, An Zhicheng's nervous nails dug into the back of Chu Bozhao's hand, "What's going on with Zhou Ze this time, he must be a scumbag, right?"

"I don't think it's that simple." Feng Qiwu frowned, realizing that it was not that simple, and turned to look at Shen Youliehan who was only a punch away from her, "What do you think about this?"

"Zhou Ze should belong to the Great Elder." Shen Youlie said indifferently: "The person who was placed next to Yang Xu by the Great Elder to monitor him, or to harm him."

"Then, did you just fall in love with your mission target?" Feng Qiwu was a little incapable of accepting Shen Youliehan's bold guess, and said in a tangled way: "But Yang Xu's behavior just now is clearly unrequited love. Zhou Ze didn't respond at all. Does this mean that he overfulfilled the task? In Yancheng, for the elder of the Yang family, killing Yang Xu directly makes people suspicious. It should be much safer than ruining his reputation and being drowned by everyone's saliva Bar?"

"That's right, Yang Xu has humiliated himself like that. If Zhou Ze really has that kind of intention, he should at least agree to it, right?" An Zhicheng looked at Yang Xu who was vowing to protect Zhou Ze from being implicated, his eyes widened. A little sour, he said angrily: "Who is this? It's so heartless to deceive people's feelings!"

"That's right." Feng Qiwu nodded in agreement, "There are many conspiracies in the world, and there are thousands of ways to achieve your goals, but using other people's feelings is indeed the most despicable."

"My mission is here!"

After Feng Qiwu finished speaking, he suddenly said something loudly, and the person changed from a listless paralysis to a strong woman sitting upright.

An Zhicheng also jumped up, "Damn, this old bastard burns as soon as he says he wants, hurry up, you will burn to death if you keep grinding!"

"Go away." Feng Qiwu kicked An Zhicheng away, and moved himself to sit cross-legged in the direction of the burning platform, pinching his fingers with one hand, and slightly shaking the index finger and middle finger of the other hand pointing in the direction of the Yang family's ancestral hall.

"Hey, the wind direction has changed!" An Zhicheng cried out in surprise, Shen Youliehan didn't speak, but Chu Bozhao held An Zhicheng down forcefully, "Look obediently, don't move around."

An Zhicheng remembered that Feng Qiwu was still doing business, so he was so frightened that he quickly silenced, obediently sat in the chair in front of Chu Bozhao, and said in a low voice, "I see."

All the firewood on the execution platform was poured with oil, and the torches crackled as soon as they were thrown over. The flames soared into the sky, and it was impossible to approach within three meters of the burning platform. With a glance, the voice said sadly: "I'm sorry, I'm still hurting you in the end. Don't worry, I will walk faster on Huangquan Road, drink Mengpo soup earlier, forget you, and never pester you again!"

Zhou Ze was speechless, his lips moved, and he wanted to say, "You didn't implicate me, as long as I'm with you, even if I'm burned at the stake, I'm willing."

But think about my original intention of getting close to Yang Xu, think about how every time Yang Xu sees him with that happy, pure and beautiful smile, he is planning how to ruin him silently, kill him, he will He felt that even if he was reincarnated, he would have no face to face Yang Xu's heart that was willing to hold him in front of him. Not to mention, when Yang Xu abused himself in order to protect him, he didn't say a word to support him. What qualifications do you have to say that you will go to hell with him?
"The shrine is on fire!"

"The shrine is on fire!"

……

Panicked voices came and went, Feng Qiwu's command changed slightly, and he turned around, An Zhicheng asked suspiciously: "Didn't the ancestral hall be burned down, what are you doing?"

"I suddenly changed my mind." Feng Qiwu grinned coldly, "Besides the ancestral hall, there is another place that hinders my eyes even more."

"Where?" An Zhicheng was puzzled, but admired Feng Qiwu's fact that he set fire to the Yang family's ancestral hall just by sitting here.

Shen Youliehan calmly said, "The ancestral hall of the Yang family is punished by heaven for disregarding human lives, and the house of the great elder of the Yang family was burned down to complain about Yang Xu."

"The home of the great elder of the Yang family?" An Zhicheng turned this sentence in his mind, which was similar to a tongue twister, and then slapped his thigh, "The burn is good, so there should be so little, damn old man, he deserves everything for being so calculating. No!"

An Zhicheng was out of anger, but there was a mess on the side of the burning platform. It couldn't be any more chaotic. After the ancestral hall caught fire, some members of the Yang family rushed to put out the fire. Soon there were reports that the mansion of the great elder of the Yang family was on fire. News, the elder of the Yang family was almost fainted by anger.

This time it didn't even start with the cold rain, and someone in the crowd said: "We burned the Yang family's young master and Zhou Ze here, and the ancestral hall and the elder's mansion over there caught fire. Son!"

"That's right, who can say clearly about the love between a man and a woman? Why do people have to be burned to death if they like someone? This kind of thing can't be compared with adultery anywhere!"

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and save people, after they are burned to death, maybe us onlookers will also be punished by God!"

"Yeah, hurry up and save people!"

……

A group of people were bustling and clamoring to bring water basins and the like to rescue them. No matter how strong the fire on the execution platform was, it was only such a big place, but the onlookers gathered more than half of Yancheng's people, not far away. There is Peach Blossom Pond again, and the fire will be extinguished if it is said to be extinguished, but the fire on the execution platform was extinguished after a while.

Yang Xu had already fainted from the thick smoke, his clothes were scorched and stuck to his skin, his hair was also scorched, his hands tied to the cross, and his exposed face were all burnt. It looked like he was in a mess, but Zhou Ze was fine. Although he was injured a little bit, he was still awake after all.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Han Yu jumped onto the execution platform and patted Yang Xu's face, "Young Master Yang, are you alright, wake up!"

While talking to attract people's attention, he went to untie the rope that restrained Yang Xu. Zhou Ze was also rescued and rushed over, "How are you, Yang Xu? Are you okay? Don't scare me, Yang Xu... ..."

Hearing the rambling voice, Han Yu was upset, and was about to open his mouth to stop drinking, but Yang Xu woke up, looking at Han Yu with misty eyes, "Thank you for saving my life, sir, please trouble me to take me to the small courtyard in Peach Blossom Lane, please forgive me." Rest for a while, and thank you son."

(End of this chapter)