Concubine Survival Guide

It is unlucky for a black cat to die.

Therefore, no matter what Sheng Yan refused to do or how he tried to stop him, some young servants still obeyed the orders of the fourth and fifth young masters, dragged Xiao Si's body away, and threw him into a broken well.

When Long Bisheng got the news and came to look for Sheng Yan, he saw him lying on the mouth of the well and staring in a daze, his hair scattered in a mess, and he didn't know what expression was on his face.

Xing'er on the side waited anxiously, but she didn't dare to persuade him to go back.

"Okay, Sheng Yan... don't be sad, second brother, can I buy you another one?" Long Bisheng only thought that he felt sorry for the death of the black cat, but he couldn't know the hatred in Sheng Yan's heart.

As the eldest son's son, Long Bisheng had never been wronged since he was a child, and if something went wrong, it was a rare and fleeting little trouble.

Naturally, he didn't understand the feelings of an unfavorable bastard who was bullied by others.

Sheng Yan shook her head lightly, with a sad light in her eyes, "Second Brother, Xiao Si is a very obedient cat...Every time Xiao Shi can't sleep in the middle of the night, or can't help but miss Fourth Aunt, no one knows ...only with me."

Fourth aunt?Long Bisheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that Fourth Aunt was his biological mother, and it was said that Sheng Yan watched her die, but during the funeral for Fourth Aunt, the child did not shed a single tear.

He is stubborn and strong, but that doesn't mean he won't be sad.

After all, he was just a child, so there was no one who didn't grieve when his biological mother died.The death of the black cat probably aroused his sadness.

Sighing, Long Bisheng stretched out his hand to help him up, and asked again: "If you want, I'll find someone to bring Xiao Si up."

"No need...it's quiet here." It's too noisy outside, this noisy Dragon Mansion is really too noisy.

Sheng Yan reluctantly raised the corners of her mouth, rejected Long Bisheng's kindness, and returned to Lianxiangju with Xing'er looking lonely.

Xing'er wanted to untie him, but Sheng Yan closed the door as soon as she got back to the house, saying that she should go to bed early when she was tired.

Said it was a rest, how could Sheng Yan sleep, tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, still stepped on his shoes and walked to the window, bent over and looked up at the treetops with wide eyes, watching the birds returning to their nests, the sunset on the west mountain, watching Pieces of clouds in the sky were gradually swallowed up by the darkness and returned to silence.

It was night, and Sheng Yanku sat there until the third watch without feeling sleepy.

Because of this, when the little beggar came in through the window, he immediately opened his eyes, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Little beggar, you are finally here..." If you don't come, I don't even have anyone to talk to.

The little beggar squinted his eyes and sat on the edge of the bed, and poked his hard-faced face, "Hehe, you are so pitiful by yourself, so naturally I want to come, and the master is here too, how about we go outside to see him?"

"Really? It's not good to keep your master waiting, I'll just change my clothes!" Sheng Yan cheered up immediately.

It is still the flower-picking path they are familiar with to the rest garden. The little beggar is walking in the early summer night with Shengyan, and occasionally smells the fragrance of wild flowers blooming in the weeds under the wall. Shengyan will always turn his head to look at them more .

Inconspicuous wild flowers actually have a strong fragrance.

However, many people don't know it, because they never want to get close, even if it is an extravagant look.

The little beggar tugged on Sheng Yan's wrist, and turned to look at him with a slight frown, "What's wrong with you today... something's wrong."

Sheng Yan pursed her lips deeply, not knowing what to say to him, so she could only keep silent, her body trembling slightly.

"What's the matter?" Why didn't he know that it was like this when he was frightened and uneasy, the little beggar clenched his fingers a little bit, pulled him to continue walking, and turned around until he got into the resting garden lift his face.

Sheng Yan's small face was already wet, and his eyelashes were all glued together.

"What's the matter?" The little beggar looked anxious and distressed, and held his hand a little too hard.

"Oh, little wolf, what are you in a hurry for... You are born with great strength, don't hurt him." A voice came from behind the broken wall, and Sheng Yan saw the head of Yuangu Longdong popping out, He showed a mouthful of white teeth.

Sheng Yan blinked in surprise, wiped away tears, and asked the little beggar, "Is this uncle who looks like Maitreya Buddha your master?"

Before the little beggar could answer, the fat drunkard crawled out from there, laughed and said: "You porcelain doll speaks well, you are much better than a little wolf cub!"

The little beggar rolled his eyes and continued to shake Sheng Yan's shoulders, wondering what happened to him, "Who is bullying you again?"

Sheng Yan wasn't sure who killed Xiao Si intentionally or unintentionally, but the grievance in his heart spread endlessly, and he was not willing to swallow his broken teeth and blood into his stomach!

"Xiao Si was...beaten to death." Sheng Yan felt that the wound on his body was kicked, and it hurt when he thought about it, and he trembled unconsciously when he spoke.

"What did you say?" The little beggar looked at him angrily, "Why... who did it?"

"I, I don't know." You let go of my arm, it hurts so much, Sheng Yan saw a trace of questioning in the eyes of the beggar, and suddenly felt his eyes became more sore.

The fat drunkard flashed up to him at some point, pulled the little beggar away, and said with a puffed stomach, "Someone died? Who, who, whoever kills will pay with his life!"

"No, little beggar, Master, Xiao Si is a little black cat we raised...it's very cute." Sheng Yan lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, tears dripping down the back of his hand.

"Hey, you really are a porcelain doll." The fat drunkard ignored the little beggar's tugging, and said with a face down.

"Master little beggar, I'm not a porcelain doll!" Sheng Yan retorted, biting his lip.

"What is it if it's not a porcelain doll? Are you ashamed to cry for a kitten? Look at this wolf cub..." He pinched the little beggar's ear and lifted it up. Heartless, silly, but he never cried! He never cried when his finger was pricked!"

Sheng Yan was startled, and asked, "Why did you get needled?"

"His elder brother was vicious, so he secretly tied him up and gave him an injection. Because of this, his elder brother wanted to bully him again. The little wolf cub couldn't hold back, so he stabbed his elder brother." He slapped the little beggar on the back hard.

The little beggar quickly pouted at Sheng Yan, "Don't listen to him, let's talk about you, don't you have any clue how Xiao Si died?"

Sheng Yan thought for a while and said: "I just suspect, there is no evidence." Turning to the fat drunkard, he said seriously: "Actually, if it's my own grievances, then I can bear it... But, Xiao Si also has a life, if he If I die because of me, I will be ashamed for the rest of my life."

The fat drunkard touched his round belly, looked at Sheng Yan and nodded, "Okay, then what are you going to do?"

He had thought of many ways, but none of them could guarantee success. Sheng Yan looked at his legs in embarrassment, and said softly: "I look like this, and I can't do many things myself..."

"Hahaha, is that right? I don't think that you are still young and probably don't understand what a real strong man is like. A real strong man will not show his sharpness. He can knock down opponents invisibly and come and go without a trace. That's the real master!" The fat drunkard shook his head and said, his eyes were burning with energy.

The little beggar kicked him impatiently, "Master, let's get to the point!"

"Really, little wolf cubs aren't cute at all~" He glanced at him, and in a blink of an eye, he squatted on the ground with Shengyan in his hand, and the fat drunkard dug in an arched soil, beckoning them to come and see, " You see, this ant is very weak. I can crush him with one finger, but some ants are very smart, let's try this one..."

He raised his arm and waved it, and when he spread his palm again, there was a caterpillar in his palm.

This movement was so fast that even the little beggar didn't see clearly, let alone the smoke.

I saw the fat drunkard put the caterpillar near a black ant, and poked the caterpillar's fat butt with a small wooden stick.

After a while, they saw the ant kept retreating, as if it was desperately trying to escape, and the caterpillar was chasing it closer and closer... But in the end, when the ant climbed to the root of a flower, it dodged to the side. A caterpillar crashed into a small hole and couldn't get up again.

Immediately, they witnessed the little ant returning to the nest and calling for a companion, carried the caterpillar out of the small hole, and returned to the ant nest in a mighty manner.

"That's amazing." The little beggar stood up thoughtfully.

Sheng Yan also pondered for a while in a daze, then raised his face and said to the fat drunkard: "The ant seems to be retreating, but it is deliberately showing weakness. In fact, it is retreating to advance, because it knew there was a trap there!"

"That's right, so the final victor is the weak-looking ant... What are the weak and the strong? Those who look weak are not necessarily weak! So people should not be judged by their appearance." The fat drunkard laughed, and pointed Pointing to himself, he yawned, opened the wine gourd tied around his waist, took a sip, and licked his mouth contentedly.

"I seem to understand a little." Sheng Yan smiled slightly, raised his eyebrows at the little beggar and said: "Little beggar, let me do it by myself this time! People...you have to learn to grow up by yourself."

The little beggar pouted slightly worriedly, "Sheng Yan...don't be brave. Master and I can help you!"

"No need, this is my family matter, so it's better for me to solve it by myself..." She gave him a confident look, and the tears on Sheng Yan's face had dried up.

After sending Shengyan back to the room, the little beggar jumped down from the eaves with a heavy heart, stared at the fat alcoholic and asked, "Master, you touched his leg just now, this time it wasn't fast enough, I saw it."

"Did you really see it?" The fat drunk asked him, shaking the wine gourd, "Go and give me another gourd, and I'll tell you if it can be cured."

Reluctantly, the little beggar climbed over the wall again, leaping lightly across rows of roofs like a monkey.

Starting from this evening, Sheng Yan did not go out for three consecutive days.

He didn't go to the family school anymore, so he sent Xing'er to send a letter to his second elder brother, saying that he had knelt by the well for a long time that day, and he might have to rest for a few days.

The second elder brother sent Xiping over with him, bringing a piece of red ginseng.

On the fourth day, Sheng Yan walked slowly into the Qiong Xue Hall, and respectfully and distantly saluted Long Bisheng, and the same for Brother Siwuliu, with a very trembling expression on his face, cautiously I sat all morning and peeked at my brothers from time to time.

"Tenth brother, are you okay?" The first one who came to care about him was the fifth brother, Long Bichen.

Sheng Yan avoided his eyes, and said falteringly: "Oh, it's all right, Brother Lao Wu, don't worry."

Seeing him take two steps back on purpose, Long Bichen raised the corners of his brows suspiciously, and looked at him several more times.

Followed by the fourth elder brother Long Bixun, came over with a stack of books, put it on his shoulder and asked: "Tenth brother, maybe you were frightened by the black cat's body that day, and have been having nightmares all night these days?" Bar?"

Long Bichen pushed him and glanced at him, don't say too much!

Seeing that he was biting his lip and became more timid, and his face became paler and paler when he was caught between them, Long Bisheng hurried over and knocked on their heads one by one with his folding fan, "Come on, it's not too hot on a hot day! Ten Number one, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"No, I'm fine." Keeping saying it's okay, Sheng Yan turned his legs and walked out the door.

Long Bisheng watched anxiously from behind, why Xiao Shi's leg...is worse than before.

Looking back at Long Bixun and Long Bichen, I found that there was still a ray of smile hidden in the corner of their mouths.

He frowned and walked out, trying to catch up with Sheng Yan Wenwen, when he caught sight of Long Bilian who was blocking him on the steps.Sheng Yan seemed to want to avoid him, but Long Bilian took his arm and forced the book boy to hand him the bamboo basket.

Sheng Yan refused to take it away, he stepped on the ground between pushing and shoving, and was about to fall down the steps.

Long Bisheng lifted his feet and jumped down a few steps, trying to stretch his arms and grab him from the air.

But his movements were still slow. Fortunately, another arm appeared from below, tightly wrapped around Sheng Yan's waist, and sent him down the steps half-embracing and half-embracing him.

"Big brother?" Sheng Yan looked at him in shock.

Long Bifei frowned, and asked Long Bilian: "What's the matter? I don't know that my tenth brother has trouble with his legs and feet. Is this dangerous?"

"Xiao Liu just wanted to give this white cat to him, big brother... Who knows, the tenth brother didn't like it, and even rejected me, that's why... big brother, I'm sorry, Xiao Liu knew it wrong..." Lowering his head in an instant, Long Bilian spoke with tears in his eyes.

But compared with Sheng Yan's expression of biting his lip and enduring the severe pain, it's clear at a glance who is acting.

"Brother! I can see that I can carry Sheng Yan back. I don't think his leg is a small problem." At this moment, Long Bisheng walked down, glanced coldly at Long Bilian, looked at his bamboo basket and said: " Little white cat? The sixth brother really has a heart... have you prepared a replacement cat for the tenth brother so soon?"

Long Bilian's brows trembled, and he silently bent the nails in his hand.

Sheng Yan, who was held in Long Bifei's arms, opened his eyelids and looked back, and when he raised his eyes again, his expression became more silent, and he tugged on his cuffs slightly and said, "Big Brother, Sixth Brother is Some good intentions... But Xiao Shi doesn't want to have another cat anymore, they say cats have nine lives... But if it follows my little master, nine lives may not be enough."

Long Bifei listened in amazement, and exchanged a glance with Long Bisheng, frowning for a while, without speaking.

After returning to Chenxiang Pavilion from Zhu Luanyuan, Long Bifei lifted up his clothes and sat at the table of the Eight Immortals. He slowly picked up the teapot and poured hot tea into the upside-down purple sand teacup.

A burst of "woo hoo" sounded at his feet.

Staring only at the teacup in his hand, Long Bifei said lightly: "Mingyan, do you know where I went wrong?"

Ming Yan had a wooden stick in his mouth, and his hands were tied tightly with hemp rope. When he heard the little master asking himself, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground and nodded, his forehead was already bleeding.