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Chapter 94: A Great Disgrace

As the saying goes, the spring night is worth a thousand gold, Miss Dong San’s romantic wedding night passed like this.

The next morning.

Miss Dong San woke up quietly, and she reached out to pat the person beside her and said in a soft voice: "Husband, I will be yours in the future."

At this time, the maid's voice came from outside the door, saying that Dong Zhuo was waiting in the lobby.

After hearing this, Miss Dong San said shyly: "Husband, you're up, and your father is waiting for us."

"Husband...husband..." Miss Dong San shook several times, but the people around him did not respond and ignored her. He couldn't help but increase the strength. But no matter how she shook, the people around him were just not awake, which annoyed the spoiled Miss Dong San.

"Jia Mu, I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you," Miss Dong San turned the body of the person beside her and saw an old face with wrinkled eyes, white eyes and foaming at her mouth.

"ah……"

Then a deafening roar echoed throughout the Dong Mansion.

When it comes to good things, bad things are spreading thousands of miles away. The news that Miss Dong San and the old housekeeper of the Dong Mansion were sleeping together like a whirlwind, sweeping across the entire Lintao County in an instant. Countless people rushing to tell each other, talking about the affairs of the Dong Mansion, and talking about the scene of relish.

No matter which dynasty is in, some ugly or interesting things can always be remembered by most people, and they are very concerned about digging deep and slapping. This is the most real side of ordinary people.

‘No one asked about the martyr’s grave, but the actor’s family affairs are known to the world.’ He said he was ridiculous, a bit sad, and it was sad, and it was also lamentable. Don’t talk about it. The incident that happened in the Dong family became well-known in just a few hours.

In the lobby of Dong's mansion, the Dong family was all in the family. Miss Dong San was kneeling in the hall, and the dead butler Dong was lying beside him.

Dong Zhuo pointed at his little daughter, and his whole body was trembling with anger. He cursed angrily: "You have thrown away my face. You slept all night. You don't know who it is, ah!"

Mrs. Dong, who was beside Dong Zhuo, kept muttering words. When she heard it, she was unfortunate and miserable at home...

Miss Dong San also looked sad. She didn't dare to refute Dong Zhuo's accusations, so she replied tremblingly: "Father, I..." When she was about to say something, she didn't know what to say, and just cared about being timid.

Dong Zhuo cursed and finally walked into the study, with Niu Fu and Li Ru following closely.

Dong Zhuo and his two sons-in-law sat down and said first: "You guys say, why did I give birth to such a prodigal thing? It's a disgraceful family style and an indifference. I wish I could choke her to death in the cesspool."

Niu Fu remained silent, but Li Ru was thinking. He only saw him shaking the feather fan lightly and laughing: "Jia Xu is extremely wise and his children are not comparable to ordinary people. I believe that with foreign aid, Jia Mu could successfully leave. Jia Xu had been away for more than a month, but no good news came, and there might be something wrong with it."

Niu Fu then said in a deep voice: "I have found out. At noon, more than ten people entered the mansion, all of whom were innocent. Then he investigated from multiple sources. This group of people stayed in the Yuelai Inn in the city for half a month. They suddenly left Lintao City today. The son-in-law thought that this group of people must have something to do with Jia Mu."

Dong Zhuo frowned and asked, "What? Is there any premeditation in this matter?"

Li Ru smiled and said, "The son-in-law has asked the owner of the Yuelai Inn. The accent of this group seems to be in Bingzhou. It is estimated that Jia Wenhe has followed Yang Fan. This group of people should be Yang Fan's people."

Dong Zhuo was stunned. He had just applied Zhang Liang's plan, and Yang Fan came over the wall ladder. Thinking of this, he immediately said angrily: "During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Yang Bowen was a ghostly boy. He didn't want to share any contribution with me at the beginning. I really hated this boy."

After hearing this, Li Ru thought that Dong Zhuo was shameless and asked someone to give you the credit. Who are you? He muttered to himself and said in person that he didn't have the courage. Although he was helpless at this time, he still said, "My father-in-law, the emperor is terminally ill. At this special period, we must not make a strong enemy. When the dust settles, it will not be too late to settle the score in the autumn."

Dong Zhuo punched the table with a punch and said with a wry smile: "How come I don't know? I originally wanted Jia Wenhe to restrain the boy Yang and make a fuck, but unexpectedly, he would lose a lot of rice after stealing chickens. It's hateful, hateful."

Seeing that Dong Zhuo was calm, Li Ru asked, "What's going on with that little sister?"

Dong Zhuo's face changed, and he closed his eyes and raised his head for a while, then said lightly: "Let her be confined, go and release the news. Whoever talks about this matter will be my enemy."

"Abide by the order!"

Niu Fu and Li Ru responded quickly.

A few days later, Su Shuang and his group finally returned to Linrong City.

Yang Fan led Jia Xu, Xi Zhong and Guo Jia to wait at the city gate. After seeing Jia Xu, Jia Mu quickly turned over and dismounted and bowed to him, "Go to see my father!"

Jia Xu met his son again in a different place at this time, and the emotions that came out were not something that ordinary people could understand. Jia Xu reached out and grabbed Jia Mu's arms tightly, and said even more: "Today, my father and son can only meet again with the help of the enemy. At this moment, I know the value of family affection. In the future, no matter what, I will never let my family fall into danger again. I promise."

Yang Fan, who was standing aside, was also infected by Jia Xu's words. He said, "The delicacies of mountains and seas are not as good as simple food and rice at home. How can you always be with your relatives? Cherish the people in front of you! Your family gathers together and talks. I will serve you wine to welcome you to the evening."

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left. No one knew what he was thinking at this time. It might be the distant relative or the wife and children who were together day and night.

Looking at Yang Fan's back as he left, an indescribable emotion surged into everyone's hearts. After a long silence, Jia Xu murmured: "Are you lonely? No, you are not lonely, because you still have me."

When Yang Fan returned home, he locked himself in the study, a volume of history books and a pot of old wine, a lonely man, said that if you don’t get drunk, you will be drunk by yourself, and if you don’t get charming, you will be confused by yourself. If you taste history and drink old wine, you will not stop your homesickness in your heart.

In the evening, Yang Fan invited everyone at home.

During the meal, the atmosphere was a little heavy. Perhaps due to Yang Fan's influence, everyone was drinking silently.

"What's wrong with everyone? Come and drink." Seeing that everyone was in a bad condition, Yang Fan raised his glass first and said.

After everyone had drunk, Jia Xu immediately stood up and went to the center of the lobby, knelt down to Yang Fan and said, "The general's kindness is unforgettable. Today, the villain's family was able to reunite, and it was entirely up to the general's help. He asked himself that literature could not promote the country and the country could not be safe, and martial arts could not open up the territory. It was entirely up to a clear heart. I hope the general would take it in."

Jia Xu's words were also a resignation. When Yang Fan heard this, he quickly stood up and helped Jia Xu up and said, "Wenhe has no choice but to make any decisions, and his integrity is better than peace!"

Jia Xu was deeply moved and replied: "The general started from a small period of time, and his military achievements were brilliant. His civil and military officials were all modern powerful, with tens of thousands of armors. If the situation suddenly changes, he can turn into a dragon and go straight to the nine heavens."

Yang Fan was naturally happy to accept Jia Xu's flattery. He took out a bronze medal engraved with the words "Yang Family Army" from his arms and put it in Jia Xu's hand and smiled: "Wenhe, we will be a family in the future. Wan Wang Wenhe should not dislike our bitter and cold place."

Jia Xu solemnly took over the bronze medal and said in a deep voice: "The gift from the lord, Xu must cherish it."

During the banquet, everyone saw Yang Fan accepting talented people and raised their glasses to congratulate him. Only Xun Yu, Xi Zhong, and Guo Jia were surprised and looked at Yang Fan and Jia Xu with shock. They really didn't expect Yang Fan to give Jia Xu such an evaluation, comparable to Zhang Liang and Chen Ping. That was the highest honor of a strategist. At this point, the three of them also had a new understanding of this new colleague. With such a high evaluation, their status will definitely not be inferior to those of them in the future.

What a character Jia Xu? He had noticed the expressions of the three of them. He quickly clasped his fists at the three of them and said, "Xu is here for the first time, and he will be negligent in the future. I hope the three colleagues will remind you more."

Xi Zhong smiled and said, "That's natural. We should work together under the lord's command."

Guo Jia then smiled and said, "As long as Wen He can drink, you can chat with Jia."
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