Xin Shisi Niang couldn't help but look at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Why are you worried?"

Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Xin Shisi Niang and said, "Why am I worried, don't you know, fiancée? A fiancée suddenly appeared. Do you think I shouldn't be worried?"

However, Xin Shisi Niang said with a look of course: "Sei Si Niang thinks that the old lady is right. The young master is the only seed of the Fang family. He is a single generation. Naturally, he has to shoulder the responsibility of marrying a wife and having children and prolonging children. There are three unfilial things, and there is no descendant...."

"stop!"

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but waved his hand to let Xin Shisi Niang stop, and looked at Xin Shisi Niang in surprise and said, "Shisi Niang, where did you see these messy things?"

Xin Shisi Niang said embarrassedly: "The Four Books and Five Classics, Women's Rings, etc., the Siniang's affairs at home, my father once asked the gentleman to teach us sisters..."

Fang Xiaoyu was speechless. It seemed that Xin Shisiniang's family was still a well-educated fox fairy. No wonder there were always legends about scholars teaching foxes. This is an example in front of him.

After rubbing his eyebrows, Fang Xiaoyu said, "You also know that I am a practitioner and have a long life. If I really marry that lady of the Nie family, wouldn't the so-called appointment to be together for a long time? "

Seeing that Xin Shisi Niang, who was obviously poisoned by feudal ethics, wanted to persuade her again, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but wave her hand and said, "Forget it, you'd better go rest and let me calm down."

Xin Shisi Niang turned around and left, while Fang Xiaoyu had been wandering for a long time, and in the end she could only take one step at a time. There would be a way before the car arrived at the mountain. Perhaps they would not look down on her. If she could stage a big show of retiring from marriage, it would be great.

The next morning, Fang Xiaoyu prepared the carriage early and waited until Mrs. Fang got on the carriage under the service of Xin Shisi Niang and her maid Haitang.

The speed of returning to Jiuhua City is relatively fast, and it is true that the mountain road is difficult to walk, but who told Fang Xiaoyu to drive? The carriage was galloping, and even if it was turning, it didn't have to slow down, but there was no vibration.

In just half a day, they passed through Lianyun Mountain. When the next day, Fang Xiaoyu and his friends stayed at that inn again.

It was still the old postman at the post station. This time, there were obviously not as many people staying in the post station. It was rare to encounter a ghost incident. It was impossible to be haunted frequently in a short period of time.

After a safe and sound all night, Fang Xiaoyu and his party set off again. After most of the day, a majestic city appeared in sight. Isn’t it the center of Jiuhua County, Jiuhua City?

The carriage slowly entered Jiuhua City, and the hawking sounds on the side of the road came. Mrs. Fang, who was originally sitting in the carriage, heard the familiar voice, opened the window curtain and looked out, and sighed: "I'm back, I'm finally back."

Only those who are rarely left their place of residence in their lifetime will feel this emotion.

The car stopped smoothly before the Fang family mansion. When he saw the door of Fang's mansion was closed, Fang Xiaoyu got out of the car and knocked on the door. Soon he heard a creak and a familiar figure appeared.

When Uncle Fu saw Fang Xiaoyu, he looked surprised on his face and quickly opened the door and said, "Young Master, you are back."

Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Fu."

At this moment, Mrs. Fang also walked down from the carriage under the service of Haitang and Xin Shisiniang.

Uncle Fu hurriedly said, "Old lady, young master has worked hard all the way."

The old lady smiled and nodded at Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Fu, I've driven the carriage to the backyard to settle it."

When he walked into the yard, he suddenly heard a voice coming from afar: "Young Master, Young Master, you are back."

Who is Awu, who is not the book boy? When Awu looked resentful, he ran to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Young Master, it's too much, it's too much. That person is simply too much."

Looking at Awu who was angry, Fang Xiaoyu was a little puzzled. What was going on? Who made Awu look like this?

He signaled Haitang and Xin Shisi Niang to serve Mrs. Fang Xiaoyu then turned around and looked at Awu and said, "Awu, what's wrong?"

Awu said with grievance and resentment at this moment: "Young Master, do you still remember the beggar I saved before?"

Fang Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, remembering that he had indeed rescued a beggar with evil sores from the ruined temple. He went out for more than half a month. If Awu had not mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten it.

With a look of confusion on his face, Fang Xiaoyu looked at Awu and said, "What's wrong with the beggar? Has the evil sores on his body been cured?"

Before leaving, he had prescribed a prescription and handed it over to Uncle Fu and Awu for both of them to take care of. As long as he was taking the medicine according to the prescription, he thought that the evil sore should have been cured at this time.

Awu said: "Young Master, the evil sores on the beggar's body have been cured in just a few days, but... but this beggar is really too much."

He looked at A Wu with a funny look, and didn't know what the beggar had done, which made A Wu so angry.

Seeing his young master looking at him with a smile, Awu said angrily: "Young Master, you don't know anything. The beggar is simply too much. After the evil sores healed, he actually wanted to eat and drink under the sign of the master. If it was just food and drink, it would be fine. The key was that he had to drink and eat meat. He was just a beggar. The young master was kind and he was not grateful for saving his life. He dared to ask for wine and meat with a thrift..."

With a raised brow, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he heard Awu's description of the beggar. It was said that such beggars were extraordinary. After all, there were really few beggars who dared to ask for wine and meat.

Fang Xiaoyu pondered for a moment and said, "He wants to eat, drink, drink, and eat, just buy it for him. Although our family is in decline, this amount of wine and eat is still available."

Awu couldn't help but stomp his feet and said, "Young Master..."

He waved his hand to Awu and stopped talking. Fang Xiaoyu said, "Apart from this matter, is there anything else at home?"

Awu slapped his head suddenly and said, "By the way, young master, the young master of the Li family has passed away. The young master and the young master of the Li family are also friends. Let's go to worship. Yesterday, Zhang Yan and the young masters came to find the young master..."

As he said that, Awu took out a post and Fang Xiaoyu glanced at it and saw that it was Zhang Yan's post.

However, Fang Xiaoyu said in confusion: "Mr. Li? I wonder who it is?"

A Wudao: "Have you forgotten that the young master of School Li, the son of the Li family, is a pity. Mr. Li has such a huge family property, only the young master of School Li, but now he is a white-haired man who gives away the black-haired man..."

Fang Xiaoyu rubbed her chin and said, "Oh, Sister Li is gone?"

After relocating Xin Shisi Niang, Fang Xiaoyu was about to see the beggar when he saw Uncle Fu coming to report, and Zhang Yan and his friends came to find him.

When Fang Xiaoyu arrived at the front hall, he saw Zhang Yan and others waiting there.

"Brother Xiaoyu, you are finally back."

Fang Xiaoyu signaled to sit down and said, "Looking at your hurry, is it someone important to you?"

Zhang Yan said: "Brother Xiaoyu returned from his way out, I'm afraid he doesn't know the news of Li's death."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "I just heard Awu mention it. I remember well. Didn't Li Jiao accept that courtesan not long ago? How long has it been? Why did it disappear if it was gone?"

Although Li Jiao was indifferent to his feelings, he was only about twenty years old in the grade. He was strong and had no hidden diseases, which made him disappear just by saying that he was gone. It was really strange.

Zhang Yan looked around and whispered: "Brother Xiaoyu doesn't know anything. There are rumors in the market that Li Jiao died on the belly of the courtesan. It is said that he died of yang and died. It is true that he is a ghost under the peony flowers."

Fang Xiaoyu said lightly: "It's just not that simple. After all, Li Jiao is a regular guest in the entertainment industry. How could he die in such a thing? It's strange? There's something strange about it."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "We don't care how he died, but we have acquaintances at least, as students, so let's go and worship for a while."

Zhang Yan and his friends were very clear about the meaning. They wanted to invite Fang Xiaoyu to visit Li School with them. They had no deep friendship with Li School, just to go and have a formality.

Fang Xiaoyu stood up and said, "Since that's the case, let's go here."

After preparing a few things, the group headed straight for the Li family.

I have to say that the Li family is really the richest family in Jiuhua City. The mansion covers a vast area, with two large stone lions in front of the door, painted gates, and servants stand.

But now there is a white cloth hanging on the lintel, which is a desolate scene.

After all, the group was also scholars, and they came to pay homage to Li School. Naturally, the Li family would not be too slow and had their own managers to bring several people into the mansion.

White cloth and white flowers were hung everywhere in the Li Mansion. The servants and servants all had a tense face. It is said that just a while ago, Mr. Li beat a smiling servant to death. As a result, these servants did not dare to smile at any time, and they might be beaten to death by Mr. Li.

The sadness of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man is imagined, especially Li Yuanwai has only one son like Li, and the death of Li Jiao means that Li Yuanwai does not even have a descendant. It is conceivable how much this will hit Li Yuanwai.

Leading by the manager, he soon arrived at the front of the spiritual shed of Li School. He could see several graceful figures kneeling in front of a coffin wearing mourning clothes. A crying sound came. Fang Xiaoyu glanced at him and saw a figure with a weak face, with tears on his face, just like rain hitting pear blossoms, which made people feel pity.

Zhang Yan and the others who stood beside Fang Xiaoyu just glanced at each other and stared at each other blankly, hoping to step forward and hug him in their arms and feel pity for a while.

Frowning, Fang Xiaoyu coughed lightly, awakening Zhang Yan and the others, and at the same time, the manager began to sing a greeting.
Chapter completed!