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Chapter 13 It turns out that this is the reason why our Yang family is unlucky
Chapter 13 It turns out that this is the reason why our Yang family is unlucky
Under Yang Quanjie's interested eyes, the housekeeper Yang Hongzai carefully explained how Yang Mudan met Kong Qing when he went to the Fa conference today, how Yang Mudan decided to try to calculate a divination, and how Xixiang questioned the other party. liar...
Then how did Kong Qing tell Yang Quanjie everything about Xixiang's downfall and Xingke's death in full view of all the people related to him. .
At the beginning, Yang Quanjie listened with gusto, but the more he listened, the more ugly Yang Quanjie's expression became...
"Okay, you don't need to say anything!"
Yang Quanjie slapped the Hu bed in the flower hall, his face was livid.
"No wonder my grandfather died violently in the army. It turned out that it was because of this bad spirit who entered the door of my Yang family..."
In normal times, Yang Quanjie might have carefully considered whether what the fortune-telling Taoist said was true, but for this Taoist who accurately calculated his aunt Yang Mudan's wedding date, Yang Quanjie had subconsciously approved of her.
After slapping on the Hu bed, Yang Quanjie didn't seem to vent his anger yet, so he turned over from the Hu bed again, walked quickly in the flower hall, thinking while walking, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
After seeing Yang Quanjie get angry, Yang Hong also stopped talking very tactfully, and stood aside obediently with his hands down.
After two more laps in the flower hall, Yang Quanjie stopped and asked the butler Yang Hong in an emotionless voice.
"Is that guy named Wang Ergouzi really the same as that little Taoist said?"
"There should be nothing wrong with this..."
Yang Hong lowered his hands and replied respectfully.
"I can't remember the time when he sold himself into the big house, but before the death of His Majesty Yang Jian, they did buy a group of slaves, and when Xixiang came into our house, it was indeed like that The Taoist said that when the old Patriarch went to Liaodong..."
"In other words, my grandfather was indeed killed by him..."
Yang Quanjie gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.
"It's no wonder that our family began to decline day by day after my grandfather passed away. It turned out that there was a Shuaishen who came in. If I remember correctly, this Shuaishen named Wang Ergouzi seems to be the steward of our mansion?"
"You remember well, sir!"
The housekeeper Yang Hong lowered his hands and replied politely.
"He was promoted to the steward of our mansion four years ago..."
"Four years ago, that was the second year of Wude..."
Yang Quanjie's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, it was chilly.
"I, Aye, died that year, right?"
"That's right, sir!"
Yang Hong replied without hesitation.
"The owner is indeed..."
"hey-hey……"
Before Yang Hong finished speaking, Yang Quanjie interrupted his words, sneered, his chest heaved up and down, and he walked around the flower hall again.
"I was just promoted to a manager here, and I, Aye, who was in Luoyang over there, died, hehe... What a badass!"
Now, Yang Quanjie, who is angry, has completely believed Kong Qing's comment on Wang Ergouzi's... Xixiang's downfall.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with Wang Ergouzi being just a servant of the Yang family.
Because the identity of Wang Ergouzi is insignificant, Yang Quanjie didn't intend to carefully judge whether what Kong Qing said was right or not. Instead, he directly blamed the death of his father and grandfather, and most importantly, the decline of the Yang family over the years. The situation has turned to the past.
That's right, it's definitely not because my father and I are incompetent that the Yang family has turned into what it is now, but because there is such a degenerate spirit that is restraining us.
It's purple in sauce!
And this is just in Kong Qing's prediction!
"Lang Jun..."
After watching Yang Quanjie walk around the flower hall again, the butler Yang Hong asked cautiously.
"This old slave of Xixiang has placed him in the firewood house on his own initiative. I don't know how the gentleman plans to deal with it."
"How to deal with it?"
Yang Quanjie waved his hands calmly, as if killing a cat or dog.
"Just kill it!"
"Yes, sir!"
Yang Hong lowered his head, first agreed respectfully, and then continued.
"But this Faint God seems to be very rare, can we take advantage of it?"
After hearing Yang Hong's words, Yang Quanjie first had a look of emotion on his face, and then he shook his head the next moment. "Forget it, his affairs are too big, and too many people know about it, so it's not easy to operate,"
Then, the muscles on Yang Quanjie's face twitched a few more times, and he said with a ferocious expression.
"This kind of fate that corrupted our Yang family, killed a certain family's grandfather and father, and caused a certain family to be so unlucky for so many years, a certain person didn't bother to take advantage of it, so he directly beat him to death."
"Yes!"
Yang Hong nodded seriously. "Where is the big lady?"
"It's okay, my aunt won't intercede with this bad god..."
When Yang Hong mentioned Yang Mudan, Yang Quanjie immediately realized that he still had a task to complete when he came back from duty early today, which was to persuade his aunt to agree to the marriage of Duke Ying.
"One day, I will go to my aunt and talk about this in person."
Although Yang Mudan agreed or not, the marriage was settled, but after all, the two families were married, not enemies, so Yang Quanjie still hoped that his aunt could figure it out on her own.
Because Yang Mudan's Xushen Buddhist sect was established so well, Yang Quanjie was still thinking about how to present the facts and make his aunt agree to marry on the way home from his next duty.
As a result, when he came back, he found out that there was already an ambush for him in advance...
"Yang Hong..."
Yang Quanjie thought for a while, then raised his hand to stop Yang Hong who was about to go out.
"Don't beat that dog Wang to death today, after two days this matter has passed, you are looking for an opportunity to deal with him."
"Yes!"
Yang Hong bowed his head respectfully to Yang Quanjie.
"Please don't worry, sir, this old slave knows well..."
"and also,"
Yang Quanjie touched his chin with his hand, and said in a deep voice.
"Tomorrow, you will send someone to tell that Taoist fortune-teller...that what..."
"Qingdu Guanzhangyuan, Qingwei Daoist."
Yang Hong reported Kong Qing's Taoist name to Yang Quanjie in time, and even investigated the identity of the Qingdu Guanyuan that Kong Qing didn't tell Yang Mudan and the others.
"Oh, yes, send Wuguan money to Daoist Qingwei..."
Yang Quanjie pondered for a moment.
"Forget it, why don't you just send ten guan coins over there? Remember, you must send it in an open and aboveboard manner. When there are the most people in front of the Zhuangyan Temple, let everyone in Chang'an City know that Taoist Qingwei has a clever plan, and you can see it at a glance. This is where the marriage of the noble daughter of the Yang family lies."
"Yes!" Yang Hong agreed again.
When Yang Hong was going out, Yang Quanjie gave another word of concern. "Remember, you must send it off in an open and aboveboard manner. The bigger the trouble, the better..."
"Your Majesty, please rest assured,"
Yang Hong said seriously.
"The old slave will specially send people to spread the news in Chang'an City, so as to ensure that everyone in Chang'an City knows that there is a Taoist priest who has a clever calculation, and he can see the news of the destined marriage of the noble daughter of the Yang family at a glance."
"Ok!"
Seeing that Yang Hong had completely understood what he meant, Yang Quanjie nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand, indicating that Yang Hong could step back, then turned around, walked through the flower hall, and walked towards the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion past.
Asking Yang Hong to release the news was a flash of inspiration for Yang Quanjie after hearing about it.
The advantage of doing this is first of all, it can make my aunt feel that her marriage this time is indeed destined by the heavens, thereby reducing her resistance.
Secondly, this matter was done for His Majesty Li Yuan and Prince Li Jiancheng to let them know that they have followed their will without any compromise.
It can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone!
Yang Quanjie nodded his head very satisfied, and his heart was about to bloom with joy!
Today is really a good day. First, His Majesty Li Yuan finally thought of the Yang family again, and then he was about to be reused by the crown prince Li Jiancheng, becoming the crown prince Zuo Nei led...
After the ancestor Yang Shida, the Yang family has finally regained its lintel again!
It seems that the guy named Wang Ergouzi is really a bad spirit lurking in his home. Today, the mansion just discovered and arrested him, and his home immediately ushered in a turning point.
That Taoist priest named Qingwei is indeed a master!
Yang Quanjie, who felt that his timing had finally come, came to the cross yard of the inner house with excitement, stood in front of the gate of the yard, bowed deeply to the inside of the yard, and shouted loudly.
"My nephew is visiting during the festival, please take the time to see me!"
(End of this chapter)
Under Yang Quanjie's interested eyes, the housekeeper Yang Hongzai carefully explained how Yang Mudan met Kong Qing when he went to the Fa conference today, how Yang Mudan decided to try to calculate a divination, and how Xixiang questioned the other party. liar...
Then how did Kong Qing tell Yang Quanjie everything about Xixiang's downfall and Xingke's death in full view of all the people related to him. .
At the beginning, Yang Quanjie listened with gusto, but the more he listened, the more ugly Yang Quanjie's expression became...
"Okay, you don't need to say anything!"
Yang Quanjie slapped the Hu bed in the flower hall, his face was livid.
"No wonder my grandfather died violently in the army. It turned out that it was because of this bad spirit who entered the door of my Yang family..."
In normal times, Yang Quanjie might have carefully considered whether what the fortune-telling Taoist said was true, but for this Taoist who accurately calculated his aunt Yang Mudan's wedding date, Yang Quanjie had subconsciously approved of her.
After slapping on the Hu bed, Yang Quanjie didn't seem to vent his anger yet, so he turned over from the Hu bed again, walked quickly in the flower hall, thinking while walking, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
After seeing Yang Quanjie get angry, Yang Hong also stopped talking very tactfully, and stood aside obediently with his hands down.
After two more laps in the flower hall, Yang Quanjie stopped and asked the butler Yang Hong in an emotionless voice.
"Is that guy named Wang Ergouzi really the same as that little Taoist said?"
"There should be nothing wrong with this..."
Yang Hong lowered his hands and replied respectfully.
"I can't remember the time when he sold himself into the big house, but before the death of His Majesty Yang Jian, they did buy a group of slaves, and when Xixiang came into our house, it was indeed like that The Taoist said that when the old Patriarch went to Liaodong..."
"In other words, my grandfather was indeed killed by him..."
Yang Quanjie gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.
"It's no wonder that our family began to decline day by day after my grandfather passed away. It turned out that there was a Shuaishen who came in. If I remember correctly, this Shuaishen named Wang Ergouzi seems to be the steward of our mansion?"
"You remember well, sir!"
The housekeeper Yang Hong lowered his hands and replied politely.
"He was promoted to the steward of our mansion four years ago..."
"Four years ago, that was the second year of Wude..."
Yang Quanjie's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, it was chilly.
"I, Aye, died that year, right?"
"That's right, sir!"
Yang Hong replied without hesitation.
"The owner is indeed..."
"hey-hey……"
Before Yang Hong finished speaking, Yang Quanjie interrupted his words, sneered, his chest heaved up and down, and he walked around the flower hall again.
"I was just promoted to a manager here, and I, Aye, who was in Luoyang over there, died, hehe... What a badass!"
Now, Yang Quanjie, who is angry, has completely believed Kong Qing's comment on Wang Ergouzi's... Xixiang's downfall.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with Wang Ergouzi being just a servant of the Yang family.
Because the identity of Wang Ergouzi is insignificant, Yang Quanjie didn't intend to carefully judge whether what Kong Qing said was right or not. Instead, he directly blamed the death of his father and grandfather, and most importantly, the decline of the Yang family over the years. The situation has turned to the past.
That's right, it's definitely not because my father and I are incompetent that the Yang family has turned into what it is now, but because there is such a degenerate spirit that is restraining us.
It's purple in sauce!
And this is just in Kong Qing's prediction!
"Lang Jun..."
After watching Yang Quanjie walk around the flower hall again, the butler Yang Hong asked cautiously.
"This old slave of Xixiang has placed him in the firewood house on his own initiative. I don't know how the gentleman plans to deal with it."
"How to deal with it?"
Yang Quanjie waved his hands calmly, as if killing a cat or dog.
"Just kill it!"
"Yes, sir!"
Yang Hong lowered his head, first agreed respectfully, and then continued.
"But this Faint God seems to be very rare, can we take advantage of it?"
After hearing Yang Hong's words, Yang Quanjie first had a look of emotion on his face, and then he shook his head the next moment. "Forget it, his affairs are too big, and too many people know about it, so it's not easy to operate,"
Then, the muscles on Yang Quanjie's face twitched a few more times, and he said with a ferocious expression.
"This kind of fate that corrupted our Yang family, killed a certain family's grandfather and father, and caused a certain family to be so unlucky for so many years, a certain person didn't bother to take advantage of it, so he directly beat him to death."
"Yes!"
Yang Hong nodded seriously. "Where is the big lady?"
"It's okay, my aunt won't intercede with this bad god..."
When Yang Hong mentioned Yang Mudan, Yang Quanjie immediately realized that he still had a task to complete when he came back from duty early today, which was to persuade his aunt to agree to the marriage of Duke Ying.
"One day, I will go to my aunt and talk about this in person."
Although Yang Mudan agreed or not, the marriage was settled, but after all, the two families were married, not enemies, so Yang Quanjie still hoped that his aunt could figure it out on her own.
Because Yang Mudan's Xushen Buddhist sect was established so well, Yang Quanjie was still thinking about how to present the facts and make his aunt agree to marry on the way home from his next duty.
As a result, when he came back, he found out that there was already an ambush for him in advance...
"Yang Hong..."
Yang Quanjie thought for a while, then raised his hand to stop Yang Hong who was about to go out.
"Don't beat that dog Wang to death today, after two days this matter has passed, you are looking for an opportunity to deal with him."
"Yes!"
Yang Hong bowed his head respectfully to Yang Quanjie.
"Please don't worry, sir, this old slave knows well..."
"and also,"
Yang Quanjie touched his chin with his hand, and said in a deep voice.
"Tomorrow, you will send someone to tell that Taoist fortune-teller...that what..."
"Qingdu Guanzhangyuan, Qingwei Daoist."
Yang Hong reported Kong Qing's Taoist name to Yang Quanjie in time, and even investigated the identity of the Qingdu Guanyuan that Kong Qing didn't tell Yang Mudan and the others.
"Oh, yes, send Wuguan money to Daoist Qingwei..."
Yang Quanjie pondered for a moment.
"Forget it, why don't you just send ten guan coins over there? Remember, you must send it in an open and aboveboard manner. When there are the most people in front of the Zhuangyan Temple, let everyone in Chang'an City know that Taoist Qingwei has a clever plan, and you can see it at a glance. This is where the marriage of the noble daughter of the Yang family lies."
"Yes!" Yang Hong agreed again.
When Yang Hong was going out, Yang Quanjie gave another word of concern. "Remember, you must send it off in an open and aboveboard manner. The bigger the trouble, the better..."
"Your Majesty, please rest assured,"
Yang Hong said seriously.
"The old slave will specially send people to spread the news in Chang'an City, so as to ensure that everyone in Chang'an City knows that there is a Taoist priest who has a clever calculation, and he can see the news of the destined marriage of the noble daughter of the Yang family at a glance."
"Ok!"
Seeing that Yang Hong had completely understood what he meant, Yang Quanjie nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand, indicating that Yang Hong could step back, then turned around, walked through the flower hall, and walked towards the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion past.
Asking Yang Hong to release the news was a flash of inspiration for Yang Quanjie after hearing about it.
The advantage of doing this is first of all, it can make my aunt feel that her marriage this time is indeed destined by the heavens, thereby reducing her resistance.
Secondly, this matter was done for His Majesty Li Yuan and Prince Li Jiancheng to let them know that they have followed their will without any compromise.
It can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone!
Yang Quanjie nodded his head very satisfied, and his heart was about to bloom with joy!
Today is really a good day. First, His Majesty Li Yuan finally thought of the Yang family again, and then he was about to be reused by the crown prince Li Jiancheng, becoming the crown prince Zuo Nei led...
After the ancestor Yang Shida, the Yang family has finally regained its lintel again!
It seems that the guy named Wang Ergouzi is really a bad spirit lurking in his home. Today, the mansion just discovered and arrested him, and his home immediately ushered in a turning point.
That Taoist priest named Qingwei is indeed a master!
Yang Quanjie, who felt that his timing had finally come, came to the cross yard of the inner house with excitement, stood in front of the gate of the yard, bowed deeply to the inside of the yard, and shouted loudly.
"My nephew is visiting during the festival, please take the time to see me!"
(End of this chapter)
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