Lian Shurong saw Tian Lei being carried into the car by the guards like a corpse without any cooperation. He muttered to himself: "Losing his relatives and his partner who depended on each other for life. He is old and heartbroken. Maybe for him,

Death may not be a relief."

Yu Qingfeng heard Lian Shurong's thoughts and couldn't help but reply:

"Death is the last thing you need to worry about. Maybe Tian Lei has been accumulating luck for the past fifty years. After passing this hurdle this time, he can find his lover, love his career, and be happy in the next three years.

How about living the happiest and most comfortable life in this life for forty years? Only by living is it possible."

"But he is already over fifty years old..."

"You can only live once. Let alone half a hundred, you have to work hard to live well even if you are a hundred."

Lian Shurong had nothing to say. He thought about it carefully and gave Yu Qingfeng a thumbs up sincerely. Then he poured some cold water on it and said, "Okay, then quickly think about how to win your three-day bet."

After entering Suzhou City, the convoy headed towards the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion.

The scale of Suzhou City is not small, and in terms of the most magnificent courtyard, if Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion claims to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.

After all, he was a brave and skilled general ten years ago, a great hero of the Yong Dynasty, and a nobleman of the Hou family who was rewarded by His Majesty. In Suzhou, even the prefect had to bow and worship.

The guards in front of the door went in and held the incense. I don’t know whether it was the guards at Dali Temple who didn’t explain it clearly, or the guards at the Hou Mansion who didn’t understand. In short, it only took a stick of incense to hold the incense.

Finally, the door of the Hou Mansion opened, and a middle-aged female family member led the housekeeper and attendants behind her to welcome him out.

Lian Shurong was stunned for a moment and then got out of the car. Obviously, he didn't recognize who this female family member was for a while. Getting out of the car meant that he recognized her and she must be his cousin.

Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan got out of the car and stood in front of the car to observe the discussion.

"Looking at her dress, this woman is of high status. She should be Lian Shurong's cousin and the hostess of the Marquis's residence. But she looks submissive and has no aura, and she looks like a female manager and housekeeper."

Yu Qingfeng told the truth, and what she meant was that if this woman was her cousin, it would be a pity that her cousin was not living well.

Pei Wuyan echoed in a low voice:

"It should be the Marquis's wife. As far as I know, the Marquis of Zhenyuan's wife did not have a title. His Majesty once mentioned it, but the Marquis of Zhenyuan declined, saying that the wife was of a bad background. It is conceivable that her status in the Marquis's mansion is very important.

The weight in the heart of Marquis Zhenyuan."

"She is Master Lian's cousin. Doesn't she have a bad background?"

"Lian Shurong's father was the previous minister of Guanglu Temple. When Marquis Zhenyuan was still a general, he was wild and unruly. He uttered truth after drinking and degraded the Taipu Temple of Guanglu Temple to nothing."

"I understand, I think I am a great hero with great military achievements, so I look down on the logistics department." Yu Qingfeng looked inside the grand gate again and exclaimed, "Not only does he look down on Taipu Temple of Guanglu Temple, but Dali Temple is also not in the eyes of Marquis Zhenyuan. No wonder he

He didn’t come out to greet him personally. My lord, why don’t you let Lord Lian live here by himself?”

"What? Are you still afraid of being offended?" Pei Wuyan pointed at Yu Qingfeng's mouth.

Mrs. Ji greeted her warmly and even cried with emotion when she asked about the situation of the Lian family, especially Lian's father and Lian's mother.

Lian Shurong was at a loss and could only act like an obedient junior and answer whatever was asked.

Mrs. Ji wiped her tears and began to apologize for her husband again. She said that Lord Ji was not in good health and was still resting in the room, so he could not get up to greet him. He wanted to invite the distinguished guests to Jinsong Hall to rest and enjoy tea. Lord Ji then followed

Arrive soon.

As for Tian Lei, Mrs. Ji also sent someone to the guest room first and asked her servants to invite the doctor.

Jinsong Hall does not live up to its name. It does not have the quaint atmosphere of green pines and strong cypresses. Instead, it is flashy and shows the nouveau riche temperament of its owner.

In the main halls of large mansions that Yu Qingfeng has seen, there are two main seats, separated by a table in the middle, with the couple on one left and one on the right.

The Jinsong Hall is different. There is only one main seat. It is like a mini-clumsy version of the main hall where the emperor went to court.

How Lian Shurong's cousin, Mrs. Ji, is doing is once again revealed.

There was no main seat to sit on, so Pei Wuyan had no choice but to sit at the bottom. Yu Qingfeng followed him obediently and stood behind him.

The maid came to pour tea, and Pei Wuyan specially asked for an extra teacup for Yu Qingfeng.

Lord Ji was late, and he couldn't stop talking about family matters. Pei Wuyan deliberately changed the subject and winked at Lian Shurong.

Lian Shurong understood and changed from an obedient junior to a public official. He changed the topic and asked:

"Cousin, Dali Temple came here this time to review the murder case of Jia Qin and the so-called revenge case of Cao Ruyi's ghost. I heard that before Jia Qin, Cao Ruyi's father Cao Dayong was also killed?"

Mrs. Ji was startled, and the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground and broke.

Yu Qingfeng smiled bitterly. What was the most expensive prop for the crew? Porcelain and glass.

Sadness makes the hands slippery, surprise makes the hands slippery, fear, guilt, worry, and anxiety are all expressed by slipping hands and throwing things.

The inner portrait of Mrs. Ji could not be clearer: she was afraid.

Yu Qingfeng originally thought that Mrs. Ji was afraid because she believed in the revenge of evil ghosts, but she was wrong.

"This, this, Shurong, you'd better go ask others. I, I can't say. Mr. Marquis, he doesn't like me talking about these things."

Lian Shurong nodded in embarrassment and started to blame himself unconsciously, "Blame me, blame me, I shouldn't have mentioned official business at this time."

After finishing speaking, Lian Shurong did not forget to glance at Pei Wuyan with complicated eyes.

Just as he was talking, hearty laughter came from the distance.

Yu Qingfeng looked up and saw a middle-aged, fat man entering Jinsong Hall with long, high steps.

At first glance, he looks like a big and thick man, and his walking posture exudes a domineering temperament, but because of the height changes of his disabled legs and feet, he looks somewhat funny. His hairline is like a low-tide coastline, and his face is full of flesh. Although he is smiling, he still looks fierce.

Baba, hang the reckless man label on your chest for fear that others will not see it.

They say that the face is born from the heart, and this casting is truly amazing.

I think this is the arrogant Lord Ji Zongyuan.

Everyone in the hall stood up. As the most distinguished guest, Pei Wuyan first bowed his hands to Ji Zongyuan and introduced himself.

Mrs. Ji quickly introduced both parties one by one.

"I have admired you for a long time, but I didn't expect that Mr. Pei is as handsome as the rumors say. He is young and promising! Mr. Lin and Shu Rong are also talented people. With the presence of these great leaders, Pengpi will shine, Pengpi will shine, hahaha."

Next, Ji Zongyuan began to recall the glorious past in a routine manner. To put it nicely, it was reminiscing about the glory of the past, but to put it badly, it was arrogance and bragging.

Yu Qingfeng didn't have a good impression of this Lord Ji. The garbage he output was heard in one ear and out the other. Her mind was filled with thoughts on how to regain Tian Lei's hope of living within three days.

"Presumptuous!" Ji Zongyuan suddenly shouted.

Yu Qingfeng's train of thought was interrupted, and she happened to have a tea cup in her hand when her train of thought was interrupted. This time, her hand slipped due to fright.

Don't say it, art, oh no, it's routine art, it really comes from reality.

The tea cup fell to the ground and broke.

"How dare you, this lowly maid, attack Master Pei!" Ji Zongyuan raised his voice again, his tone was horrifying.

Yu Qingfeng was smart and emotional. Ji Zongyuan was yelling at her.

Yu Qingfeng looked innocent and didn't know why. What did she do? If Ji Zongyuan hadn't suddenly roared, how could she have slipped?

Pei Wuyan, Lin Ming and Lian Shurong were also confused. They also didn't understand what Yu Qingfeng had done?

Mrs. Ji hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Oh, oh, it's all my fault. I should have sent someone to take this girl to the guest room just now. Girl, you are a servant after all, and you can't do anything arrogant when the adults are discussing matters."

"Overstepping? Why did I overstep?" Yu Qingfeng still didn't understand.

"How dare you, a servant, dare to answer the conversation casually? You have no right to speak here!" Ji Zongyuan slapped the table, "Come here, pull down the cane and punish twenty..."

Mrs. Ji hurriedly reconciled, "Master Hou, please calm down. Since she is Lord Pei's maid, I still leave it to Lord Pei to deal with..."

"Shut up, you have no business talking!"

Ji Zongyuan's eyes were sinister, as if he could shoot flying knives, and he glared at Mrs. Ji.

Mrs. Ji was like a frightened rabbit, she kept shrinking back, wishing that there was a hole behind her to crawl into. She subconsciously shrank her neck and touched her head with both hands, but she quickly put it down.

Yu Qingfeng was confused when Pei Wuyan raised his eyebrows at her and pointed at the broken tea cup on the ground with his eyes.

I understand, the so-called transgression is that she, Yu Qingfeng, actually drank tea! But it was Pei Wuyan who ordered the tea cup to be refilled for her.

"Master Pei, Qingfeng has been wronged. You have to make the decision for Qingfeng."

Yu Qingfeng's face suddenly changed, and she took Pei Wuyan's hand and shook it from side to side. She believed that there was a tacit understanding between Pei Wuyan and her, and that they could tacitly resist foreign enemies together, and that Pei Wuyan could help her vent her anger.

Pei Wuyan was used to this sudden move, so he wasn't too surprised. Lin Ming and Lian Shurong, who were opposite him, each choked a sip of tea in their throats and started coughing.

Little did they know that Yu Qingfeng's sudden behavior as a drama queen had become their daily routine, and Pei Wuyan had long been accustomed to it.

Seeing that Pei Wuyan was still giving her face, Yu Qingfeng did not move away her hand and continued to complain sweetly:

"Master Pei, we outsiders have no control over how Lord Ji treats his wife and family. Similarly, Lord Ji has no right to interfere with the people and affairs of our Dali Temple. Otherwise, wouldn't it be overstepping the mark?"

Ji Zongyuan had probably never met a servant who dared to challenge him, so he was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

"There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. How is this inappropriate?" Ji Zongyuan blew his beard and glared in anger. He turned to Pei Wuyan and asked, "Does Mr. Pei indulge a lowly servant girl in such a presumptuous manner? Doesn't he care? Is Dali Temple so unruly?"

Master Pei, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed by taking such a cheap servant with you?"

Pei Wuyan frowned slightly. He originally wanted to watch the show quietly, but he didn't expect Ji Zongyuan to point the finger at him.

"Mr. Ji has misunderstood, Qingfeng is not a servant." Pei Wuyan put down the teacup and said calmly and lightly. After saying that, he did not forget to hold Yu Qingfeng's hand, showing the close relationship between the two.


Chapter completed!