Daoist, I am not fragrant!

The room was quiet for another moment, Zhong Tang lowered his head and teased Huang Lier with Jin Ling, and casually asked: "Yes, Mr. Jiang, did you honor it afterwards?"

Jiang Yuanwai was speechless, and after a while he said: "Never... not only never, I also..."

He couldn't go on talking anymore, the old housekeeper Song hurriedly brought him a cup of tea, Jiang Yuanwai drank for a while, and then continued: "The second time I saw it, it was five or six years later. At that time, I have just been promoted to be the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and I have been appointed by the Holy Order to participate in the supervision of the construction of Baizi Terrace in Taiyuan Temple."

"The original site of Baizitai was originally a small hall. Because it has been abandoned for a long time, there are many birds living there. When I demolished it, I saw it again..."

"At that time, it should have built its nest in the ruined palace," Jiang Yuanwai recalled with great difficulty, with a bitter face, "It also saw me, and flew over and kept crying at me. I... I wanted to help it, thinking that at least some time would be left to send people in to move its eggs out."

"Yes, but I was not the only supervisor at that time. They had already ordered to demolish it. If I stepped forward to stop me because of such absurd things, someone would definitely report to the Holy One."

After Zhong Tang heard this, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile turned cold.But he suddenly felt that his hand was hot, and when he looked at it, it was Li Bizhi who put a cup of hot tea in his hand.

"Drink."

Zhong Tang raised his eyes and looked at him, shook his head and said in a low voice: "This tea smells bitter, I will send some red bean stuffed snacks to the Taoist priest later, it will match."

Li Bizhi didn't answer, just looked at him deeply for a moment, then turned his head and continued to listen to Yuanwai Jiang's complaints.

"After that day, I have had nightmares again and again, no matter day or night, I can always hear the wailing of the oriole."

"I couldn't take it anymore, so I went to see the master of the Taiyuan temple, the real person Fengkong, but the real person said that this was my fate, and I was afraid that I would not be able to get rid of it easily."

"I begged again and again, and it happened that I had an abandoned son in the temple back then, and Master Fengkong ordered me to adopt him, saying that it would be a temporary relief."

It was also the first time for Jiang Yubin to hear his father talk about the past, and he plotted the age in his heart, and it fell on the third brother.

But Jiang Yufeng was still in a state of drunkenness, hanging his head in the shadows, unable to see anything, murmured and listened carefully, it turned out to be the word "retribution".

Member Jiang looked at the third son, probably because this child was acquired in such a way. Although he took pains to raise him since he was a child, he still felt separated from him.Especially in recent years, Jiang Yufeng likes to leave home more and more, often not seeing each other for many days.

Thinking of this, he sighed heavily again: "Since adopting Feng'er, I haven't encountered any strange things, until... Over the years, their brothers have always had trouble getting married, so I went to Taiyuan to see and seek After asking, I realized that the karma of that year has not yet been exhausted.”

Most of the people were silent when they heard the two or thirty years old incident, but Zhong Tang raised his head suddenly and asked, "Mr. Jiang, if it is true that the bird has a strange appearance, come to tell you Seeking revenge, how are you going to deal with it?"

"This, this..." Mr. Jiang muttered several times, but he didn't say anything.

"How?" Zhong Tang glanced at a certain place, stroking the blood-stained wedding dress in his hand, and seemed to provoke it again, but was held down by Li Bizhi's hand.

Zhong Tang was stunned for a moment, the temperature from his hands was slightly cool, but it was extremely comfortable in such a sultry summer night after the rain, which made his heart suddenly peaceful.

On the other side, Jiang Yuanwai was speechless for a long time, and finally opened his mouth: "If you really want to seek revenge, then let it come to me alone, even if it hurts Yubin and his brothers, I will admit it." .”

"Just, don't implicate those irrelevant servants anymore."

"Father—" Jiang Yubin was dumb, and it took a long time to make a sound: "The past 20 years have been safe and sound. If this matter arises because of my marriage, and it will make my father suffer, this marriage is... just let it go."

"Yu Niang, I will personally explain and make amends."

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door dejectedly.

"Second young master, stay here." At this moment, Li Bizhi spoke and stopped him.

"The recent incidents in Guishan Villa may not have been caused by the oriole's revenge."

"What?" Jiang Yuanwai stood up from the couch in surprise, and asked in a daze, "What does the Taoist priest mean by that?"

"Poverty Dao doesn't judge the young masters' failure to marry their wives, but old man Zhao and Fang Xi, these two things are indeed not their actions."

After speaking, he looked sideways at Zhong Tang, and stretched out his hand.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Tang blinked his narrow eyes, pretending to be confused with understanding, and only put his hand into Li Bizhi's palm.

Li Bizhi clasped his backhand, directly clasping his wrist lightly, Zhong Tang became more honest, and with the other hand, he took out the two black and white feathers he had just taken from Li Bizhi while taking advantage of the chaos, and pushed them to the two of them. on the small table between.

Li Bizhi let go of Zhong Tang's hand, and Zhong Tang curled his lips, turned his head and ignored him.

"The coat color of that bird is the same as these two?"

Looking at the black and white feathers in Li Bizhi's hand, Jiang Yuanwai was stunned for a moment, but quickly shook his head: "No, I remember very clearly that although the fur on its body is light, there is a little yellow at the tail, and not like this."

After finishing speaking, he himself was a little dazed: "If it's not it... Could it be that we have messed with something else?"

Zhong Tang tilted his head, discerning Jiang Yuanwai's expression, it seemed that he really didn't know anything.

But... out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jiang Yubin who was thinking thoughtfully.

"Second Young Master Jiang, have you seen these two kinds of bird feathers?" Li Bizhi didn't miss his strangeness, so he asked.

Jiang Yubin, who was named, looked up and looked at the bird feather in Li Bizhi's hand hesitantly: "I don't know if it is... After all, there are many white-feathered birds in the world."

"Second Young Master, just say what you want." Li Bizhi was neither surprised nor urged, but just said calmly.

Jiang Yubin nodded and recalled: "Last autumn, when I returned to the villa from Lin'an, I passed by Baizi Temple to avoid the rain, and I picked up a white bird under the eaves."

"At that time, it was soaked and seemed to be wounded, so I fed it some food and put it next to the fire to dry... But the rain didn't stop the next day, and it disappeared."

"In this way, it's rare for the second young master to do something good." Zhong Tang said casually, and went to pick up the feather that Li Bizhi held under his hands. Take that fluffy feather.

"But if it's true, why would you want to kill old man Zhao and the others?" Jiang Yubin never imagined that the root cause of the villa's blood staining might be him.

Zhong Tang tilted his head, picked up the white feather, and brushed his chin lightly: "Who told you that it came to harm people?"

"It didn't come to harm people, so it came to—" Jiang Yubin's mind was really in a mess, but Zhong Tang stopped talking to him in detail, but put Bai Yu aside.

"I'm afraid it wasn't this one that really killed someone."

"It's not it?" Jiang Yuanwai smiled helplessly, he really didn't dare to go to the last black feather left on the table: "So, there are other injustices?"

Zhong Tang didn't talk to him, but just brushed the back of Li Bizhi's hand with the bird feather, until the other party looked at him with a frown, then he bent his eyes and silently retracted his hand.

Seeing that Li and Zhong didn't want to say anything more, Jiang Yuanwai had no choice but to turn his attention to his sons: "You guys, have you ever had any grievances with Qinniao?"

Jiang Yurong shook his head absent-mindedly, Jiang Yubin also swore no, and as for Jiang Yufeng... Forget it, he was still drunkenly reciting retribution at the moment, so he couldn't ask.

"I don't know where it came from, and I don't know what it wants, what should I do." Jiang Yuanwai was true, exhausted physically and mentally by what happened in the past few days.

"Since we have no clue this time, it is better to start with the person he harmed," Li Bizhi's cold voice sounded, and finally pointed out a way: "Mr. Jiang, why not think about the people who have been involved in these two incidents? Similarities."

"Similarities?" Jiang Yuanwai was slightly stunned, and said with some hesitation: "Old man Zhao and Fang Xi, one of them usually guards the backyard, and the other follows Bin'er with him. They basically have nothing to do with each other. Really... what do I have to say If so, they are all men."

"No," Zhong Tang played with Li Bizhi's hand for a long while, seeming to have calmed down a bit. He touched the bloody wedding dress with the black feather, and said with his lips drawn together, "The person who really attacked the second time should be Xiaoxian."

"It's just that someone blocked it for her."

"Well, why is this Xiaoxian again?" Jiang Yubin frowned and shook his head and said, "This Xiaoxian and old man Zhao have nothing in common."

"Who were they with before the accident?" Li Bizhi raised his eyes, his cold gaze made people calm down immediately, and he asked again: "What is the relationship between Fang Xi and Xiaoxian?"

"They are..." Jiang Yubin suddenly realized that he had heard about Fang Xi and Xiao Xian, "That's right, old man Zhao and his wife, Xiao Xian and Fang Xi are all lovers." Meet."

"This black bird, could it be that he can't see a happy marriage?"

Zhong Tang propped his chin with his hands, just looked at Li Bizhi, and said with deep meaning: "I'm afraid it won't stop."

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In the Furong Room in the east courtyard, the lotus lamp illuminated the screen curtain brightly, and the maid Xiaoxuan carefully bound up Yu Niang's wrist, and said worriedly: "Why did you make such a deep cut, I'm afraid it might be on the girl's wrist. There are scars."

Yu Niang was a little distracted, but she still smiled: "It's just on the wrist, if you cover it up, no one will pay attention."

"That also makes people feel distressed," Xiaoxuan pouted, and smiled again: "The girl saw it too, how distressed the second young master is."

"Okay," mentioning Jiang Yubin, Yu Niang's pale face finally showed a blush, and she gently pushed Xiaoxuan's shoulder: "I'm fine here, you can go and accompany Xiaoxian, she's here today." You won't be able to sleep well at night."

Xiaoxuan and Xiaoxian grew up together, and their relationship is extraordinary.When she thought about what happened to Xiao Xian, she was also worried, and hearing what Yu Niang said at this moment was exactly what she wanted.

So after tidying up the quilt for Yu Niang, she opened the door and left.

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There's nothing I can do with a father like Yuanwai Jiang~