Chapter 86 Chapter Eight Civil Disturbances in the Zhan Mansion

As night fell, lights were lit on the boat, and the whole boat was brightly lit from a distance.The cliffs and mountains on both sides of the strait are cut like knives, and the cliffs are towering. Occasionally, goshawks with huge wings fly away from the night, making sharp whistles, and flying away in the distance. In the dark and narrow cabin, the girl's shallow breathing was right next to her ear, and there was only a narrow aisle in the middle. Liang Shaoqing tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly, his elbow hurt and he slammed heavily against the cabin wall. "Can't sleep because of excitement?"

The girl's voice faintly rang beside her ears, and Liang Shaoqing rubbed his elbows while defending, "I'm hot, I can't sleep because of the heat." Chu Qiao laughed lightly, and didn't bother to expose him. She leaned against the head of the bed and said, "I can't sleep either, bookworm, raise the curtains, it's very stuffy here." Hearing this, Liang Shaoqing sat up and lifted the curtain in front of the window. The moonlight outside the window was like silver, pouring in faintly, and the thin girl's thin cheeks were all white.Chu Qiao looked out, her eyes were dark and her eyelashes were long, like the wings of a butterfly. Liang Shaoqing looked at her and was stunned for a moment.

"Nerd, what are you looking at?" Chu Qiao frowned and reprimanded lightly.Liang Shaoqing's face turned red all of a sudden, and after muttering for a long time, she finally said, "I'm thinking, thinking, wondering where you are from." Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows, looked at him sideways, and said, "How long have you known each other, and you've been asking people the bottom line, are you very familiar?" Liang Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "We can be regarded as life-and-death friends, so why don't you ask where your family lives?"

"That's good," Chu Qiao turned over and lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and said with a faint smile, "You should report yourself first." "I am from Shangyu, Chaoyang County, Great Xia." "Chaoyang Shangyu?" Chu Qiao frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Your surname is Liang, so who is Liang Yutang?" Liang Shaoqing was overjoyed and said, "It's my father. Why, have you heard of it?" Chu Qiao opened her eyes, turned her head, looked Liang Shaoqing up and down, frowned and asked, "Is he really your father?"

"Yeah," Liang Shaoqing said with a happy smile when he met an old acquaintance in a foreign land, "Why, isn't it like?" Chu Qiao shook her head: "It's not like that." Liang Shaoqing touched her head and smiled naively: "Hehe, my mother said the same." "Your father is alert, tactful, proficient in business, and has made a lot of achievements in Shangyu. The small Shangyu County is an important grain trading town in the south. The Liang family in Shangyu is also a wealthy party. With his mind, how can he Will give birth to a son like you?"

"There is a specialization in art. My father and I have different hobbies. What's so strange?" Liang Shaoqing frowned slightly after speaking, and looked over suspiciously: "How do you know my father so well? Xiao Qiao, who are you? Where did you come from? Why did those government officials hunt you down?" Chu Qiao said with a natural expression: "I also heard it from hearsay, so I just remembered this point casually. Although you and I don't know each other very well, you also know my character. I offended the government and had to keep my name anonymous. Please help me cover it up."

Chu Qiao spoke so politely, but Liang Shaoqing felt a little at a loss, patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, I promise I won't say anything." The night wind blows softly, the curtains of the small windows flip up and down slightly, the moon is as cool as water, the river is pulsating, and the big boat is slowly moving forward on the river, swaying gently.Chu Qiao leaned on the bed, eyes half-closed, and looked outside silently. The nerves that had been tense for many days slowly relaxed. She had forgotten how long it had been since she left Zhenhuang City and left the city without such leisure and tranquility. That huge cage, even on the way to escape, she felt that her life became brighter and brighter, even the wind blowing around was warm.

"Little Qiao?" Liang Shaoqing called softly, "Little Qiao?" "Huh? What's the matter?" "What are you singing?" Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment: "What am I singing? Did I sing?" "Sing, you are humming, it sounds very good, I have never heard it before." Suddenly her cheeks became hot. This girl who did not change her face when she went to battle to kill the enemy felt a little shy when she was caught humming unconsciously. She said softly, "It's a ditty from my hometown." Liang Shaoqing happily propped up her upper body, lay down on the bed, and said with a smile, "Can you sing me another song, okay?"

Chu Qiao shook her head and declined: "I don't sing very well." "It sounds good," Liang Shaoqing continued stubbornly, "Just sing one, okay?" "It's all slang ditty, you won't like it." "How do you know I don't like it?" Liang Shaoqing frowned, and came up with a special excuse ingeniously: "Just treat it as an apology from me, you caused me to lose my luggage and clothes, and now I'm being captured as a slave, you Can't you just sing a song to make it up to me?" Chu Qiao frowned: "You are such a big man, thank you for thinking of this reason."

"Little Qiao, sing a song, I won't be able to fall asleep anyway." Chu Qiao took a deep breath, a little nervous, and whispered: "Then, then I will sing?" "Sing, let's sing." Liang Shaoqing encouraged her quickly. Chu Qiao opened her mouth a few times, but she still couldn't sing, frowning depressedly: "I haven't sung for more than ten years." Liang Shaoqing pouted: "Ten years, how old are you this year?" Chu Qiao knew that she had made a mistake, and became angry from embarrassment: "Are you listening or not?"

"Listen, isn't this waiting for you?" "Then I sang." The girl cleared her throat, and then a hoarse voice sounded slowly, as gentle as mulberry leaves in autumn, softly sounding in the silent night. As the night fell, there was a faint wind blowing through the cabin, Chu Qiao's voice was like warm spring water, slowly washing the icy cabin.Liang Shaoqing didn't speak for a long time. The young man opened his eyes wide and looked at this side in the dark, meditating quietly, without saying a word for a long time. There was the sound of wheels rolling across the deck and creaking sounds outside the window, Chu Qiao looked out, but saw a white shadow flashing past at the corner of the cabin. The night falls, covering the surrounding fields, the river is long, and all sounds are silent. The doctor of Zhan's family is really clever. Within three days, Chu Qiao's wound has healed. The old doctor gave her medicine and felt the pulse. Naturally, he knew that she was a daughter. Uncle Qing, the housekeeper, was very considerate and didn't say anything. He gave her a bottle of ointment for promoting muscle growth and removing scars, and carefully told her the method to use. On this day, when the boat arrived at the Meicheng Wharf, it was not completely dark yet, and the boatmen disembarked to rest. Many local officials gathered on both sides of the strait, apparently to welcome the Zhan family's fleet.The crowd was surging and it was very lively.Chu Qiao looked out of the window, only looked at it for a while, then slowly frowned, Liang Shaoqing knelt on the bed, stepped forward and asked in bewilderment: "Little Qiao, what's wrong?" Chu Qiao stretched out her hand, pointed at the crowd in front of her, and said, "Look, the people who came here are not only small officials below the eighth rank, but also the staff masters of various families. Meicheng is also an important town for water transportation. How can there be even a decent town?" It seems that our new master’s background is not very optimistic, at least, it is far from reaching the point of bringing hundreds of servants with him when he travels casually.” "Really?" Liang Shaoqing squeezed forward, staring out: "Why can't I see it?" "If you can see it, maybe even a three-year-old child can see it." Chu Qiao rolled her eyes impatiently, thought for a while, but frowned again, and said, "But it's also very strange, if The Zhan family doesn't have such a big influence, and those county officials don't have to come to welcome them, so why bother to send out their own masters and staff?" "Maybe they are busy and have something to delay." Chu Qiao automatically ignored Liang Shaoqing's words, and murmured: "They didn't dare not come, and they didn't dare to be too solemn and enthusiastic. This shows that the Zhan family should have a certain strength, but there is some reason. Let them not dare to do too much, which means..." "Oh, I see." Chu Qiao sat up and said to Liang Shaoqing: "The Zhan family must have a powerful opponent in Tang Jing, these officials can't afford to offend both sides, so they can only do it vaguely. The Zhan family used to be a big family in Bian Tang, but they were squeezed out for unknown reasons and went to Daxia instead, but in name, they were still nobles in Bian Tang, which can explain why they were unknown in Daxia but They were treated courteously in Bian Tang. This time, they should not go to Beijing to congratulate them. They should return to the country with their whole family. That's why they brought so many servants with them, and even the husband's family of several sisters followed. Moreover, Although the Zhan family is prosperous on the surface, it is an empty shell in private, so they went to the slave market to buy slaves at low prices." "Little Qiao, you are so energetic, why don't you go out for a walk and bask in the sun." Liang Shaoqing was standing on the ground, and was meticulously arranging the folds on the robe. It was just a servant's coat, but he was wearing it as if it was something expensive. like silk. "You're babbling about researching other people's families here, and those who don't know think you have some intentions." "What's my plan? I just want to knock open your head to see if it's filled with grass or water!" Chu Qiao frowned and stood up, the wound still hurt a little during the action, but compared with the previous few days, this was almost negligible. "How are you? Will it hurt?" Chu Qiao said impatiently; "Shall I give you a knife to try?" "There's no need to try," Liang Shaoqing said with a chuckle, "It must hurt, I promise I won't be able to bear it." There was a cool breeze outside the cabin, and it was very refreshing. As soon as Chu Qiao stepped out of the cabin door, she felt refreshed. At this time, the bell in the dining hall rang. She had been eating in the cabin for a few days, and this time she was able to leave. , simply followed Liang Shaoqing to the dining hall to eat the slaves' big pot of rice. The so-called dining room is on the rear deck, where the servants are lined up and taking turns cooking meals in an orderly manner.Chu Qiao sat down leaning against the side of the boat, watching Liang Shaoqing, a rich man with great adaptability, line up behind a group of slaves. The few people in front turned their heads and greeted him with a smile. Pull it up, and smile slightly. It seems that it has been many years without such a leisurely life. She leaned back and raised her head, only to see a few white waterfowls circling in the sky, chirping with a very pleasant voice. At this moment, there was a sudden coldness on the top of her head, Chu Qiao was startled, she stood up suddenly, and saw a few big men in coarse clothes standing in front of her, one of them was holding a bowl, looking at her provocatively, just now It was he who poured water on his head. "what are you doing?" "What are you not doing?" The man said with a rascal face, "I want to sit here and eat, but I just want to borrow money from you." "Little Qiao! What's the matter?" Chu Qiao was about to speak when Liang Shaoqing suddenly ran back, and came forward like a hen and asked, "What's the matter?" Unexpectedly, before he ran to the front, a big man suddenly crossed his legs and fell in front of Liang Shaoqing. Liang Shaoqing was holding three bowls in both hands, with food and vegetables, and suddenly lost his balance. He fell to the ground! "What are you doing?" Chu Qiao stepped forward, helped up the fallen scholar, suddenly raised her head and yelled sharply. "This little brother has a big temper! Why, your brother can't walk himself, and you have to blame others?" "That's right, look at the looks of the two brothers. They are greasy-faced, and they look like pretty faces." Several people laughed together, and one of them laughed loudly: "Look at their bear-like, soft eggs that can be broken if you pinch them, and they say they are proficient in poetry, grandma, I really think I am the number one scholar." Chu Qiao's eyes narrowed slowly, like a civet cat, shining faintly.Liang Shaoqing was busy arranging the soiled clothes. The originally angry man was startled when he saw Chu Qiao's expression, and quickly said, "Xiao Qiao, I'm fine, don't be angry." "Little bastard! Learn more from your elder brother, where to worship what god, don't think that if you live in the upper class, you are the upper class!" After a few big men put down a word, they turned around cursing and left. Chu Qiao helped Liang Shaoqing up, only to see that the man was covered in mess and stains, his hand was cut by the broken porcelain bowl, and blood dripped down.Liang Shaoqing bared her teeth in pain, but she was still afraid that Chu Qiao would get angry, so she gasped for breath and held back, not daring to say a word. "That's Chen Shuang. He's the driving driver. He belongs to the elder uncle. He usually dares to contradict Uncle Qing. You have offended him. Be careful in the future." A man in his thirties came forward with a rice bowl in his hand, and reminded him cautiously when he saw that the group had gone far away. Chu Qiao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't the owner of this house Mr. Zhan? Why is he, a little royal hand, so arrogant?" The man said: "Are you talking about the young master? He is not in good health and has never been in charge of things. In the past, Uncle Qing took care of the affairs of the house. Later, when the eldest lady came back, she gradually took over. Now it is the eldest uncle and the second uncle. It's all over." "Oh," Chu Qiao nodded, "Thank you very much." Chu Qiao's lips were red and her teeth were white, and she smiled brightly, the servant was stunned when she saw it.Chu Qiao supported Liang Shaoqing to stand up, and said with a somber face, "Follow me back." With a bitter face, Liang Shaoqing said cautiously, "Xiao Qiao, I haven't eaten yet." Chu Qiao glared at him, and led him back to the cabin.Take out the wound medicine left by the doctor a few days ago, sit on the bed and wash and apply the medicine for him carefully. Liang Shaoqing had nothing to say and asked, "Xiao Qiao, are you hungry?" Chu Qiao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You are also Liang Yutang's son, and also the son of Shangyu Liang's family. How can you be so generous and eat anything?" "What should I do if I don't eat it?" Liang Shaoqing said with a sad face, "I also know that the food is unpalatable, but if I don't eat it, I will be hungry." With a "bang", Chu Qiao threw away the white silk in her hand, stood up abruptly and walked out. Liang Shaoqing was startled, thinking that she was going out to settle accounts with those people, so she stopped in front of her and said, "Little Qiao, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake. You really can't afford to get angry with them for such a trivial matter. We can't stay here anyway." How long, once I arrive in Tangjing, I will visit my father's friends, and we can..." "I'll go out and get you food." Chu Qiao said helplessly, "Aren't you hungry?" "Ah?" Liang Shaoqing widened her eyes stupidly, and after a long time, she nodded and said, "Oh, so, then, then you go." After a while, the sky was completely dark. Chu Qiao walked out of the cabin door and came to the deck, but saw that everything had been packed, and there was no leftovers.She was a little worried when the man who had talked to them before came forward again, handed over two large bowls, smiled honestly, and said, "I know you haven't eaten, I've kept them specially for you." The two bowls were piled with white rice, some vegetables and small salted fish. Chu Qiao felt warm and said sincerely, "Thank you, big brother." "No, everyone will work together in the future, so we should take care of each other. I don't think your brothers are like slaves. Why, is your family in trouble?" Chu Qiao nodded: "Nothing can escape the eyes of big brother." "Don't worry," the man patted his chest, "I can't help you with anything else. If you're hungry, just come to me. I'm on duty in the kitchen." "So, thank you, brother." After parting from the man, Chu Qiao hurried back. Just as she reached the corner of the deck, the sound of a wheel rolling across the deck was heard suddenly. Walk forward slowly. A man dressed in plain clothes was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, his hair was tied with a bamboo hairpin, and he wore a blue cloth gown. His face became more and more transparent pale, like white jade, like orchid, black eyebrows, knife-cut temples, straight nose, thin lips, in this night wind blowing and the moon like water At the end of the stern of the boat, sitting quietly against the wind, with his clothes fluttering, he looks like the person in the painting, without any fireworks. Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, she was supposed to go back to the cabin along this road, but for some reason, facing such a scene at this moment, she couldn't bear to walk over and disturb her, and just wanted to turn her head from another Walking around, a mellow and elegant voice sounded slowly: "Who is over there?" Chu Qiao had no choice but to walk out slowly, bowed first, and said, "Young master, the servant is going to fetch food, passing by here, I will disturb the young master's cleanliness." The man turned his head and looked at her quietly. He was clothed in plain clothes, not very noble, with a haggard face, emaciated, and slightly sick, but he had eyes that were colder than mountain springs, as if they contained indelible compassion , the vicissitudes that cannot be washed away, seem to read all the joys and sorrows in the world, and see through the heat and joy of the world. After a while, the man nodded and said, "Oh, it's you." Chu Qiao was taken aback, and asked, "Does the young master recognize the slave?" "You are the younger brother of the scholar who read the Lan Zhi Jing thoroughly." "Wow! Do you really recognize it?" Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then opened her mouth exaggeratedly, and said, "Master, you have a really good memory." Zhan Ziyu smiled soothingly, but did not answer, but turned his head away, facing the silvery river, and remained silent. Chu Qiao stood there, slightly embarrassed, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and when he was hesitating, Zhan Ziyu suddenly said: "Your singing is very nice." Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said "ah". "Three days ago, I passed the deck and heard you singing." "Oh," Chu Qiao didn't know what to say, and murmured, "The slave is just singing nonsense, thank you young master for the compliment." "If the injury is healed, go and serve Fifth Sister. She also likes to sing songs." Chu Qiao was going to leave after a while, so she didn't want to provoke such a right and wrong upper body, she said quickly: "Young master, the servant is a man, it's inconvenient to serve the lady, it's better to stay on the deck and do some rough work." Zhan Ziyu turned around, his eyes were like old wine, he smiled slightly, his teeth were white, and he said slowly: "Is it inconvenient? I think it is very convenient." Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, knowing that Zhan Ziyu had seen through her daughter, she didn't know how to answer. "Push me back," the man said, "Uncle Qing may have fallen asleep, he's not feeling well recently, he's very lethargic." Chu Qiao hurried forward, put the rice bowl on the deck, pushed the armrest behind the wheelchair, and walked towards the main cabin. On the second day after she came here, she heard that the young master was disabled. At the beginning, she couldn't associate the handsome man in the carriage with the disabled.But when she saw him now, she didn't think there was anything abrupt or inappropriate. Zhan Ziyu's calm and indifferent demeanor, gentle tone of eyebrows and eyes made him look very comfortable. Even with such a wheelchair, there was nothing wrong with him. An eyesore. The wheels of the wheelchair rolled across the deck, making a faint sound. The man's back was very thin and somewhat frail, and his shoulders also looked very thin.The breeze blew, bringing a faint aroma of sandalwood on his body, very peaceful and peaceful. Opening the door of the main cabin, a burst of quiet sandalwood came to the face immediately. The room is very simple, but the owner's subtle elegance is everywhere. There is a banjo on the mat in the center, the wood color is aloe, simple and elegant.A small bronze octagonal incense burner was placed aside, and three incense candles were still burning on it, most of which had been burned by now, leaving only incense ash. The floor is paved with green scrolls, embroidered with unopened lotus flowers, the windows, curtains and gauze curtains are all green and green, and the tables and chairs are smoked yellow, all of which are simple and unsophisticated. On the right side is a book case, the four treasures of the study are placed upright, an unclosed volume is placed on the book case, the ink is stained, it seems that it has just been written not long ago, next to it is a huge bookshelf, there are countless books, and there is a faint fragrance of ink. Come. Chu Qiao pushed Zhan Ziyu in, and seeing that there was no servant in the room, she walked to a corner on her own initiative, picked out the wick, and tested the temperature of the teapot with her hand, and poured a cup of tea when she saw it was still warm , handed it to Zhan Ziyu, and said, "Master, let's have a cup of tea." Zhan Ziyu took it, but didn't drink it, just held it in his hand. Chu Qiao stood at the same spot, a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "Do you want me to call servants to serve the young master?" "No need," Zhan Ziyu shook his head and said, "Go down first." "Yes." Chu Qiao nodded, turned around and was about to go out. "Wait," Zhan Ziyu yelled suddenly, Chu Qiao turned around and saw him pointing to the snacks on the desk and said, "After so long, your food is cold, you can eat this snack." Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, secretly thought that the master was kind to the slave, and quickly nodded in thanks: "Thank you, young master." "En." Zhan Ziyu waved his hand, pushed the wheelchair by himself, and walked into the layers of curtains and curtains. Chu Qiao picked up the snacks on the table and left the room. When they returned to the cabin, it was already late at night, Liang Shaoqing was still holding the injured hand, waiting anxiously, seeing her coming back, he immediately said aggrievedly: "Xiao Qiao, why did you come back?" "Why? Don't you dare to sleep?" Liang Shaoqing's face turned red immediately, and she held back for a long time before saying: "Xiao Qiao, you are a girl, you should speak politely..." "Gag your mouth!" He took out a piece of pastry and blocked Liang Shaoqing's mouth.The nerd was taken aback for a moment, glanced at it, and said in surprise, "Malefeuille? Xiao Qiao, where did you come from?" "Just eat it, it's not stolen anyway." Liang Shaoqing chuckled and buried his head in eating hard, as if he was starved to death, so he stopped nagging. Chu Qiao sat on the bed with her knees hugged, frowned, thinking about Zhan Ziyu she just met, and asked, "Hey, do you know how the young master of the Zhan family is disabled?" "I heard that he fell off a horse eight years ago." "Falling from the horse!" Chu Qiao sighed slightly. It is a pity that such a person who is like a banished fairy ruined his life like this. After Liang Shaoqing had a full stomach, he began to display his good qualities again, chattering endlessly: "What's wrong?" "It's nothing, I just met him outside, and I feel it's a pity." For some reason, Liang Shaoqing was suddenly a little dazed. He sat there blankly, his fingers were full of snack crumbs, and he didn't know how to wipe them off.Chu Qiao looked at him suspiciously. Seeing him bewildered, she asked in a deep voice, "Bookworm? Why are you in a daze?" "Little Qiao, you are a girl, don't go out casually at night, even if you go out, don't talk to men casually." Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "You are crazy." "I said good things," Liang Shaoqing said hastily: "Girls, sooner or later they will marry. If you are so informal, how will you get married in the future?" After spreading the quilt, Chu Qiao said dismissively, "If you talk to a man, you won't be able to get married? Then I will sleep in the same room with you?" Liang Shaoqing's face was flushed, and his expression was very serious. After thinking for a while, he stammered and said, "This... this... we have no choice but to. Even if I want... I have to ask my parents first, and then I can give you reply." Chu Qiao couldn't help but laugh, she looked at Liang Shaoqing's faltering expression in disbelief, slapped him on the head, and said, "Sleep, don't think about good things there." Liang Shaoqing was a little angry and said angrily, "Xiao Qiao, I'm serious." Chu Qiao raised her fist: "I am also serious, if I am not honest, I will beat someone up." With power over justice, Liang Shaoqing got under the quilt with his clothes on, staring at the girl's figure with squinting eyes. There are water birds singing on the river, and the sound is far away, and it is heard from afar. Chu Qiao closed her eyes, and saw Zhan Ziyu's cold spring-like eyes in a dream. Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, they were awakened by the sound of gongs and drums. Chu Qiao and Liang Shaoqing woke up together, hurriedly packed their clothes and ran out of the cabin, when they heard crying from far away. I saw that the deck was full of people. It seemed that the entire Zhan family was present. Several women were dressed in silk and satin, with their veils half-hidden, and their faces could not be seen.On the contrary, the three sons-in-law stood in front of the people, each of them showed talent and were in high spirits. "what happened?" A deep voice sounded slowly, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl pushed Zhan Ziyu out of the cabin. The man was wearing a satin blue shirt with silver cuffs, and he was bright and clear. "Ziyu," the leading woman walked forward slowly, covered her face with her hands, and said sadly, "Uncle Qing is old, and we just found out." Zhan Ziyu's complexion suddenly became pale, more and more bloodless, he frowned, looked at his eldest sister with complicated eyes, but couldn't say a word. "Ziyu, don't be too sad. Uncle Qing is getting old, and it will be a day sooner or later. He passed away without illness or disaster, very peacefully, without suffering." Zhan Zikui, the second daughter of the Zhan family, stepped forward and said, with a voice Sad, it just sounds, but no matter how you hear it, there are two falsehoods: "The important thing now is to arrange the funeral of Uncle Qing. He has been in our family for more than 50 years. He watched our siblings grow up. He is already half of our family, and we must let him go in a good way." Gu Gongen, the elder uncle of Zhan's house, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "But Uncle Qing used to take care of these things in the mansion. Now that Uncle Qing is gone, who will be in charge of this position?" "Brother-in-law! Uncle Qing just passed away, can't you wait?" Gu Gongen's face turned red, and just as he was about to speak, the eldest lady Zhan Zifang's expression darkened immediately, and she said in a deep voice, "Little sister, what are you talking about? Gongen is also thinking about Zhan's house, do you want you to buy it for Uncle Qing?" something?" "Sister, I..." "Forget it, Ziyun, push me back." "elder brother!" Zhan Ziyu frowned, and his voice became heavier: "Be obedient!" "Since Ziyu has no objection, let me recommend someone. Chen Shuang has been in the house for many years and has done his best in everything. Why not let him take over as the housekeeper and arrange Uncle Qing's funeral." The crowd in the arena was full of voices, and gradually became lively, and the sad atmosphere brought about by Uncle Qing's death disappeared in an instant.Chu Qiao was still concerned about the old man's care for her, and she didn't want him to die so soon. She felt a little sad in her heart. There was no way to bury the corpse on the boat, so a shed was built on the bank under the boat to store the old man's body.Chu Qiao poked her head out to take a look, then frowned. Liang Shaoqing leaned over and asked, "Xiao Qiao, what are you looking at?" "It's a bit wrong," Chu Qiao shook her head, "Uncle Qing doesn't seem to be dying of old age, but rather murdered." "What? You said Uncle Qing was killed?" Liang Shaoqing shouted out in horror, and it was too late when Chu Qiao wanted to cover his mouth. In an instant, everyone's eyes gathered. "What did you say?" Zhan Ziyu's voice was calm, his face was calm, but his sword eyebrows slowly frowned: "Say it again."