Chapter 5
Chapter 5
main house.
The eldest son of the Shen family lay down on the bench with a listless expression.
Ever since he ran away last night, he couldn't forget the little widow.
In his opinion, those who want to refuse and welcome, throw themselves into the arms, are all vulgar fans, vulgar things!
Only such a loyal little widow is interesting.
He wanted to touch the door to taste the taste of the little widow, but he was afraid that the man in white would appear again, after much deliberation, he still resorted to a trick to lure the little widow over.
The eldest son half-closed his eyes, calculated that the time was almost up, and looked towards the door impatiently.
A small sound came from outside the wall.
A weak and uneasy: "Where is this going?"
Another person said impatiently: "Don't worry about it, just follow me."
The eldest son immediately got excited and jumped off the bench.
He went up to him, just took two steps, then stopped again, reached out to straighten his side hair and collar, and flicked his sleeves, at first glance he was still a handsome nobleman.
With a flick of his hand, he accidentally bumped into a hard object in his arms. The eldest son paused, took it out and saw that it was the half piece of jade.
He looked at it for a while, but couldn't find a place to put it, so he simply hung it around his waist.
The figure shakes.
The young servant from the Shen family came out first.
The little widow from last night was a step behind, with a nervous expression on his face.
The sun was bright, but it was more clearly seen than last night.
As soon as he raised his head, his clear pupils reflected the rays of the sun and were filled with dense mist.The skin is fairer than snow, and the eyebrows are exquisite, just like the person in the painting.
The eldest son put one hand behind his back, calmly said: "Young Lord, don't come here without any harm."
Jiang Li's eyes widened, he turned around and was about to run.
However, the servant took a quicker step, cleverly blocked behind, and closed the door with his backhand.
The only way of retreat was cut off, and there was nowhere to retreat.
Jiang Li tried his best to stay away from the eldest son, and leaned his back against the solid wall, pinching the hem of his clothes with his fingers, his knuckles turned white.
The eldest son smiled slightly: "Little lord, what are you so afraid of doing?" He said meaningfully, "Can I still eat you?"
Jiang Li's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word.
The eldest son became more and more interested, cupped his hands and said: "Young Lord, please don't get me wrong, I drank some wine last night, my mind went into a daze and I behaved improperly, that's why I offended you."
"I invite Mr. Xiao Lang to come here now. I don't want to do anything else, but I just want to apologize in person."
The eldest son was very polite, completely different from last night.
Jiang Li hesitated, wondering if he should believe the man's words.
The eldest son poured out a glass of wine unhurriedly: "I'll punish myself." He drank the wine in the glass and filled another glass, "After drinking this glass, it's as if nothing happened last night. happened before."
Jiang Li bit his lower lip and didn't move.
The eldest son twirled the wine glass, and said abruptly: "I heard from the steward, you just came to Shen's house yesterday, is the place you want?"
The words were concerned, but they were actually full of threats.
It clearly shows one point: people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
Jiang Li also knew this truth, after struggling for a while, he moved slowly and walked towards the eldest son.
The eldest son smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. Sit down."
Jiang Li sat on the other side of the stone table, sitting upright, keeping a distance at all times, not daring to look casually.
The eldest son sent the wine glass over.
Jiang Li lowered his head, the liquor swayed slightly, reflecting a blurred face.He picked up the wine glass and drank it without saying a word.
He didn't drink well, and drank too fast, he choked on the strong wine, coughed hard, and crystal tears welled up from the end of his eyes.After a while, two groups of red clouds appeared on the cheeks, and the whole person became dizzy.
The eldest son pretended to reach out to help him: "Why do you get drunk after just one drink?"
Jiang Li's eyes were blurred, and he was muttering something.
When I listened closely, I could hear him vaguely calling her husband's name.
If you are an ordinary person, you will inevitably feel taboo.
But the eldest son is not an ordinary person, so he will be more excited if he likes this.Coaxed: "Your husband is a short-lived ghost, what good is it to make you a widow at a young age? Why don't you follow me, I will give you whatever you want."
The eldest son made it out of his mouth.
What kind of heart and flesh, even if you want to pick all the stars and moons in the sky, and so on.
Jiang Li listened blankly, without blinking, as delicate as a bottle of doll.
The eldest son kept coaxing, but he didn't know if he listened, and pointed at one place in a daze: "I want... this..."
The eldest son looked down.
The half piece of jade hanging on the waist swayed, reflecting a soft luster.
This is an heirloom given to him by the old master of the Shen family and asked him to pay tribute to the immortal master.
The eldest son frowned.
Why did the little widow pick the most precious one?
Just as he was hesitating, the little widow reached out and grabbed his sleeve timidly. He was probably drunk and spoke intermittently: "Looks good, my husband gave me one before. Later, when the family had no money, I sold it. gone, gone."
Hearing the little widow babbling about that short-lived ghost husband, the eldest son felt an unknown anger in his heart.
The husband of the short-lived ghost can give the widow a piece of jade, if he doesn't give it, wouldn't it be worse than a short-lived ghost?
Get drunk.
In addition, the Eldest Young Master was sure that the little widow would not be able to escape from the hands of the Shen family, and he would come back when he got tired of playing.
So he tore off Yujue and handed it over.
Jiang Li held Yu Jue in both hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
The eldest son was itching to see it, and approached him: "I gave you the jade too, shouldn't it be time to kiss me..."
He had long regarded the little widow as something in his pocket, and he had nothing to shy away from, so he just reached out and wanted to touch it.
When the eldest son thought that his wish was about to come true, he couldn't help but quicken his breathing.
Seeing Wen Xiangnunyu in front of him, but for some reason, his eyes blurred suddenly, and his body fell down uncontrollably.
thump—
The eldest son fell heavily to the ground.
Perhaps for the sake of convenience, the maids and servants in the courtyard had been sent away long ago, and no matter how big the disturbance happened now, no one would come for a while.
Jiang Li watched the eldest son faint on the ground coldly, his eyelashes flickered, and he was not drunk.He snorted and kicked the person on the ground with his toe.
The eldest son turned over, and a jade bottle fell from his arms with a "click".
The jade bottle hit the ground, split into several petals, and several pitch-black pills rolled out.
Jiang Li paused, squatted down, and picked up one of them.
The pill did not have a medicinal fragrance, but instead had a faint smell of blood. When I pressed it hard with my fingertips, the core of the medicine was scarlet and squishy, and there was a lingering stench.
It seems that this eldest son is hiding another ulterior secret.
However, Jiang Li only wanted to obtain the immortal inheritance, and he didn't want to get into other troubles.So with a wave of his sleeve, he threw the pill on the ground.
He got up and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw the man in white standing not far away, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.
Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and showed an anxious look properly: "The eldest son is drunk, and the servant girl is not here, I want to call someone to help..."
Shen Jiyun remained unmoved.
Jiang Li clutched the corner of his clothes, and begged in a low voice: "I was tricked by the eldest son, can you not tell others that my identity...if it gets out, it will not be good for my reputation." His eyes were moist, "Just For the sake of my late husband..."
Shen Jiyun: "..."
If he hadn't witnessed the ins and outs of the whole story, maybe he would have been deceived by Jiang Li.
How could there be such a cunning and treacherous person in the world?
Sweet words, made up casually.
At one time he was an ignorant boy in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, at another time he was a wandering doctor practicing medicine, and now he has transformed into a widow who lost his husband.
Obviously that "dead husband" was fabricated out of thin air, yet he could still pretend to be affectionate, loyal and faithful.
It's really... shameless!
Shen Jiyun's mood moved slightly.
It was like a stone falling into the lake, causing ripples that lasted for a long time.
Jiang Li talked for a long time, then raised his eyes timidly: "My lord...?"
Shen Jiyun was still indifferent, and walked forward slowly.
Jiang Li rolled his eyes and stood there without moving.
The man in white saved him once last night. He shouldn't be afraid of the man in white, so he didn't act rashly.
The white clothes flashed before his eyes, Jiang Li's wrist was grabbed, and he was lifted in front of him.
He subconsciously broke free, but couldn't.
A cold voice without any emotion sounded in his ear: "It took a lot of trouble, just to lie to this?"
Jiang Li looked down.
Holding half a piece of jade in the palm of your hand, it is crystal clear and moist.
Jiang Li felt pain, and withdrew his hand: "I don't understand what the young master said..."
Shen Jiyun didn't explain, but simply said: "Too Wangzong, Ye Jingxian."
Jiang Li's expression changed, but in just a split second, everything that was weak and helpless or steadfast disappeared completely.
It's still the same face, but somehow it seems to be a different person out of thin air.
Playing with half of the jade with his fingertips, he raised his eyelids and said casually, "Are you Ye Jingxian's senior brother?"
Shen Jiyun: "No."
Jiang Li raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that you see injustice and want to stand up for others?"
Shen Jiyun shook his head slowly.
Jiang Li: "Then you followed me all the way, what are you going to do?"
Shen Jiyun came to the appointment a hundred years ago, and after knowing that everything was a scam, the agreement naturally ceased to exist.
He should return to the Wangshu Peak of Taiwangzong, and be Wangshu Xianjun who is pure and ascetic.
But for some reason, he caught up with the boy in a strange way.
Jiang Li's eyes shifted, and he said confidently: "They gave me these things on their own initiative, so is this considered a lie? Besides..." He muttered, "I didn't lie to you."
Shen Jiyun frowned: "I..."
Before he finished speaking, the Eldest Young Master happened to wake up leisurely.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Jiyun standing there, pointing at someone and cursing: "Who the hell are you? How dare you break into Shen's house. When I report to the immortal master, the immortal master has boundless magic power and will definitely not spare you! "
Shen Jiyun glanced distractedly, and then turned his head, the boy had disappeared in the courtyard.
……
The alley is quiet.
Jiang Li took off his white linen clothes, took out a folding fan, and shook it lightly. His whole body was full of dignity and arrogance, and he looked like a noble young man.
No one can connect him with the weak little widow before.
Jiang Li smiled slightly, raised his foot and merged into the crowd.
It was noisy outside and people were coming and going.
Jiang Li was walking towards the outside of the city, and when he was about to leave the city gate, a person bumped into him accidentally.
He raised his eyebrows, arrogantly: "Do you have eyes?"
The man said sadly, "It's not long."
When Jiang Li heard the sound, he felt something was wrong, folded his fan and looked over.
The person who spoke was an old man with white beard and hair, dark skin, as thin as a bamboo pole, with drooping eyelids, revealing two naked eyes.
He grinned, full of malice: "You're the one who lied to my apprentice's family treasure?"
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