Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

Thief?

Yes, all his books were lost, so how could they be in my little sister’s hands now?

As if he had thought of something, he looked at the little sister in front of him in shock.

Could it be that the thief who looted his entire house...bah...thief, is his sister.

Seeing that he had guessed it, Leng Youran rubbed his nose and looked at Old Man Leng with anger in his eyes.

"Grandfather, it's all your fault. You said that Big Brother knew everything was fine and asked me to hand over all those books to him. Look, now Big Brother must think I'm a thief and blame me for stealing his collection of books."

Old Master Leng scolded: "He dares. If he blames you, just throw these on the street. He is really flattering himself. He dares to blame such a good little sister."

Leng Yuze was left in a state of confusion by the two men singing the same tune.

He clearly hadn't said anything yet, so why was he blaming his sister?

He was just a little bit incredible.

"I know what you're thinking. I'm the only one in the family who knows about your sister's special ability. Now you're the third one, and Grandfather has always known that you're the most thoughtful of the brothers. I imagine you've had a lot of doubts along the way. Now that your little sister has brought out these things, I think you've understood."

"Yes, Yuze knows. Grandfather, don't worry, I will never reveal this to anyone."

Leng Youran had picked up an apple and was chewing it noisily. As she gnawed, she said, "It's okay even if I tell my parents and grandmother. I'll give them a lot more later, and they'll know sooner or later."

Seeing his granddaughter eating so enthusiastically, Old Master Leng said unhappily, "Give me some of the other fruits."

Leng Youran rummaged through his wide sleeves, and soon the table in front of them was filled with all kinds of fruits.

"I don't know which one you like to eat, Grandpa, you can choose it yourself."

Leng Yuze......

Can my little sister’s sleeves hold that much?

Can you create so many things out of thin air?

Could it be...

Before he could ask, Old Master Leng noticed his thoughts, "Don't overthink it, your little sister is not a monster, she just learned some things in another world..."

After this conversation, regardless of whether Leng Yuze believed it or not, he had dispelled his previous speculation that there was a rift between them.

After Leng Yuze left the study room with a beaming smile, Leng Youran whispered to Old Man Leng, "Grandfather, will Big Brother believe that our previous disagreement was due to my weirdness?"

"I don't care if he believes it or not. If I wasn't afraid that he would keep staring at us in the future, I wouldn't want to tell him your secret! Oh... But then again, your eldest brother is really smart. He is the only one in the family who often tests me to find out what happened between you and me.

Along the way, I was almost broken by his repeated temptations, and thinking of what you said before, I didn't dare to tell him directly. But don't worry, I talked to him and asked him what he would do if your actions in the future overturned his cognition.

"What did my eldest brother say?" Leng Youran was still very concerned about what her family thought of her.

"What can I say? He said that no matter what you want to do, he will always stand behind you."

Leng Youran nodded slightly, glad that big brother thought so.

Old Master Leng paused and continued, "Since you don't want other family members to know about that, then Grandfather will agree to your decision. However, it will be difficult for you. You will have to bear such a thing alone."

"What are you talking about, grandpa? Aren't we reconciled now?"

"Hey, you little girl! Grandfather really doesn't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything. I know Grandfather was very sad at the time. Since you've already been sad, don't mention such a bad thing again."

"Okay, whatever you say. So what are your plans next? Do you really intend to tell your parents about Jie Zi's space?" Old Master Leng knew that even if she didn't say it, the people in her family should have noticed her difference, but it would be different if she said it out loud.

His original intention was not to let too many people know about this matter, but if she decided, he would not stop her.

"Well, but I won't say it directly, just like my eldest brother did. If they find out one day, I'll confess. It's better for the space to be exposed than for them to know about it. Now that my eldest brother is at the forefront, when the family asks about it, I think he will use what we said to evade parents."

Old Master Leng looked at her with eyes full of heartache, "Good girl, grandpa is really sorry for you..." Not only did she have to bear all the pain by herself, but she also had to bear the consequences of his mistakes.

Fortunately, she didn't get too hung up on it.

Otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

"Grandfather, what are you talking about? I just couldn't figure it out a few days ago. Now that I've figured it out, Grandfather, don't think too much about it. As I said before, no matter what my fate is, my destiny is in my own hands. No one can control me."

Old Master Leng patted her shoulder gently. Even if the child didn't say anything, he knew that she must have had a hard time these days.

fine...

Fortunately, my granddaughter is back.

"By the way, Grandfather, is there any connection between Lingyin and Zhao Mingyao?"

Old Master Leng frowned slightly, "Why do you say that, Ran'er?"

"It's like this, that day..." Leng Youran told about his previous encounter with Lingyin in the palace.

Old Master Leng relaxed. "If that's the case, then the Taoist priest must have been concerned about the people of the world. If you had killed Zhao Mingyao that day, the capital would have been in turmoil again, and the people would have suffered. Although Zhao Mingyao was not a wise ruler, since he was able to ascend to the throne, he was a monarch. If he died, both those he left behind and the princes who remained in the capital would have rebelled again."

"Oh, is it that simple? I thought Lingyin had some personal relationship with Zhao Mingyao!"

Old Master Leng shook his head. "The Taoist priest doesn't like to be tangled up in worldly affairs. Back then, because of you... he made many exceptions. There must be a reason why he did what he did now."

"Well, now that Grandfather says so, I know."

From then on, she no longer cared about Zhao Mingyao's life or death. He would die when the time came.

**

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the house becomes busy.

The busiest one is Leng Youran.

Because the Leng family and the Li family were still guilty, they were unable to take part in many matters. Not only the miscellaneous matters but also the affairs of Nanshan Courtyard fell on her shoulders.

On the night of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Leng Youran and Huo Tong received the news.

The people in the north were restless and surrounded the governor's mansion. Zhu Dazhi suppressed the situation with force, resulting in countless casualties.

When Leng Youran, Huo Tong and others arrived, corpses were strewn all over the place in front of the governor's mansion.

The pile of corpses was as high as a hill, and the blood flowed on the white ground to form a river of blood.