Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

Lu Yi washed his hands and walked into the mountains for more than half an hour before finding a secluded cave to spend the night.

I will set off for Bian Jing early tomorrow morning to show my filial piety to the original owner's parents.

It took Lu Yihua quite a long time to rush from a remote little place to Bian Jing.

Whenever she arrived at a busy place, she would stay there for most of the day to look around, to see if there were any new hairpins made of fashionable and rare materials, or any rare books that the original owner's father and elder brother were interested in, as gifts to acknowledge her mistakes and apologize.

Half a year passed quickly. Lu Yi popped his head out of the cabin and looked at the shore receding.

A gust of wind blew his hair up, and the boatman kindly reminded him, "Sir, it's better to go back to the cabin. This wind will give you a headache if you stay in it for too long."

"No problem." Lu Yi found a stool and sat down outside the cabin. He took out the purse from his waist and handed the fare to the boatman.

"Oh my! This...this...the young master gave me sixteen extra coins! How can I afford this..."

The boatman had a look of surprise and helplessness on his face. He was old and his boating skills were just so-so. No one wanted to ride his boat, and he hadn't received any reward for many years.

Lu Yi waved his hand and said, "I haven't been back to Bianjing for many years. Tell me something new."

"Hey, sir, you've asked the right person!" The boatman's eyes lit up as he rowed the boat. He usually had very little business, so he often waited by the shore all day, listening to a lot of gossip about Bianjing.

"I heard that the emperor's favorite prince, His Royal Highness Prince Yuan, was targeted by thieves! He looked so miserable when he came back, even holding a begging bowl in his hand. His face was simply unbearable to look at, tsk tsk."

The boatman looked around and saw that he was the only one in the boat, and he and Lu Yi were the only ones on the boat. Then he lowered his voice and spoke frankly.

"I heard it was done by He Wang, or maybe it was one of those high-ranking officials or royal family members. It's hard to say. Someone saw Prince Yuan write a letter in blood, and many of the families that had dealings with He Wang were listed on it."

"But the emperor just smiled after seeing it and didn't punish anyone. He loves his son so much that he has hired many excellent doctors for Prince Yuan. The palace physicians have seen all of them, but to no avail. There's even a notice in the imperial city asking for a famous doctor. The reward could buy me a hundred ships like this!"

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and made a few remarks from time to time.

"Yeah!"

The boatman made a "whoosh" sound, and then the boat went "bang bang bang"...

"You know all this? You're so well-informed!"

The boatman's eyes lit up one after another, and he continued to chatter...

"I can't believe there are still people like this! The world is going downhill! People's hearts are no longer as they used to be!"

The boatman's face flushed red, and he became more and more excited as he spoke, telling everyone what he had found! He didn't care whether it was true or not, because he had heard it from others.

Guojia Village.

Guo Fuyue sat uneasily on the bed, her eyes flickering as she fell on the folding fan that she had stroked countless times.

Ever since the eldest brother survived that reprimand, his health has been weaker than before. A gust of wind would make him cough heart-wrenchingly. Not to mention the third brother. His original leg injury, which had not fully healed, and the injury from the cane, have left him with a serious underlying illness. He is completely disabled...

"Mom, the porridge is ready, please have some."

The sound of Lu Qian pushing the door open, mixed with the noisy sound of people smashing the wall in the small room, brought Guo Fuyue back to her senses.

Guo Fuyue smiled slightly, "Good Qian'er."

Now only the second son is in good health, but she is just a girl who is the icing on the cake. Even if she is recognized as a relative, I am afraid she will not hold much weight in that person's eyes.

Guo Fuyue looked at the thin porridge in the bowl and sighed.

"Mom, there is not much food left at home." Lu Qian thought of the almost empty food in the kitchen, and saw Guo Fuyue's expression, and her head lowered lower.

"fine!"

Guo Fuyue said this with gritted teeth. Thinking of the empty box under the tree, she closed her eyes and finally made up her mind.

"Good Qian'er, pack your things and let me take you to Bianjing, okay?"

Lu Qian was startled. The pounding sound beside her ears became more and more disturbing. It was her third brother making trouble again. She looked at the wall and said, "Mom..."

"Why bother with him!" Guo Fuyue yelled in frustration, then smiled soothingly and continued:

"Mom will take you and Li'er to Bianjing. It's very prosperous there. You will like it there."

"Are you...going to find Dad?"

"Yes, he will be very happy to see you." Guo Fuyue gently closed the folding fan and said slowly, "Go and contact someone for mother."

"Come here, I trust you to handle this matter."

Guo Fuyue motioned Lu Qian to listen attentively, and lowered his voice to recite a long list of arrangements.

"what?!"

Lu Qian's pupils trembled noticeably, she was even more shocked than when she heard that he was suddenly going to Bian Jing, her eyes were filled with panic.

Guo Fuyue's eyes flickered slightly. There was nothing she could do. As a weak woman, she could only choose one who was slightly useful from the sick and disabled people.

"We need money to go to Bianjing. Li'er's body can't stand the hardship. My dear Qian'er, we can't take care of Yang'er forever. This is the best choice."

"I can't sacrifice all three of you. I have to save two of you. You understand me, right?"

Guo Fuyue touched Lu Qian's hair seductively. The moment her warm palm touched her, Lu Qian felt her heart go cold.

Is mother going to sell out my third brother?!

Mother used to dote on my third brother the most, but now she wants to sell him off!

Were all those beautiful memories from the past fake? !

Lu Qian did not notice the coldness in Guo Fuyue's eyes, and stood there motionless. If she wanted to raise money for the journey, she might save some money from selling the house and land, or she could borrow money if that didn't work.

Did my mother sell my third brother to raise more money... or to get rid of a useless burden...

"Okay Qian'er, go ahead. Why are you still standing here?" Guo Fuyue urged with a smile in her eyes.

Lu Li's eyes widened outside the door. He suppressed his cough and endured the red bloodshot in his eyes, but the two people in the room did not notice.

Lu Yi was still on the boat admiring the rippling water.

She rested her chin comfortably in the cool breeze, and when she heard the boatman mention the Earl of Jingwen's Mansion, her originally calm brows frowned.

"Earl Jingwen's Mansion? I'm quite interested."

The boatman was delighted and the rest of his conversation revolved around Earl Jingwen's Mansion.

When a family member passed away, the eldest son inherited the title, the second son moved out of the Earl's Mansion, the eldest son of the second son died young, and the second son went out to study and disappeared...

The original owner was the second son of the second wife. Now he has been found. He just arrived in Bianjing, and the original owner's parents are hard to find. The smile in Lu Yi's eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the luggage in the cabin.

Bianjing City is so big, we have to find out where they are living now.

Lu Yi rented a two-story house in the eastern alley and paid rent for half a year.

When the next morning light came up, Lu Yi took the gifts and walked towards Earl Jingwen's mansion.

The head of the family who inherited the title was the original owner's father's half-brother, that is, the original owner's uncle.

Regardless of whether this uncle is a good uncle or not, he can always ask something related to the original owner's parents. Lu Yi looked at the big words on the plaque, straightened his clothes and stepped onto the steps.