lcionline Chapter 69 Want to be an official?
Chapter 69 Want to be an official?
"I never imagined that a mere large couple's room could possess such charm."
Inside the Baoshen Hall, a fair-skinned young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, waving a folding fan, said with a smile: "Lord Chang'a, according to the information my father has gathered, Baoshen Hall not only has two-hundred-year-old ginseng, but also obtained a miraculous medical book by chance."
"The precious ginseng concerns the Prince's grand plan, and I dare not touch it. You may take it, sir. But what about this medical book...?"
"Only one copy is allowed. I originally intended to take it with me. But the young prince has ordered that all of Li Wanshan's secrets must be uncovered. Even if he refuses to confess to the death, so what?"
Two tall, imposing men in official robes looked at the mother and daughter huddled in the corner with cold smiles, their eyes flashing with icy light.
"You will get your comeuppance."
With tears streaming down her face, Zhao Xueqi held her daughter Li Xiaowan tightly in her arms and said fiercely.
These people barged into the mansion and immediately began to speak openly about some secrets... She knew then that her chances of survival were slim.
Especially when she heard her husband vehemently deny certain secrets, she felt like the sky had fallen.
One hand had already quietly rested on the dagger hidden in his bosom.
It's a pity that Xiaowan was so young when she died.
"Retribution? Haha, what is retribution? I've never seen it before."
Your husband colluded with the Taiping Rebels, the evidence of which is irrefutable, and he has already been executed. As his family members, you naturally cannot escape punishment either.
Lady Li, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Hand over the goods as soon as possible, and there's still a glimmer of hope.
If we find it ourselves, you're in for a world of trouble.
"And your daughter is still so young... She's so beautiful and lovely; the pills she refines will likely possess a greater degree of spiritual essence."
"Corrupt official."
Zhao Xueqi pulled out a dagger and plunged it into her daughter's chest.
Her eyes were filled with despair, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging. She was exerting a lot of force, clearly intending to kill her daughter and then commit suicide herself.
Unfortunately, her movements were far too slow in front of the people inside the room.
The thin, old man next to the fair-skinned youth was the fastest to act, tapping lightly with his slender bamboo stick.
With a snap, Zhao Xueqi's wrist was broken, and the dagger fell to the ground.
"Why bother? It's better to live a miserable life than to die. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your daughter."
The old man's right arm could extend and retract at will. He had been standing far away, not moving an inch. The tip of his staff extended more than ten feet.
His moves were swift and decisive, revealing not a trace of worldly skill.
"Old Wang's Tongbei acupoint striking technique is excellent."
A stern-looking man in official robes standing nearby exclaimed in surprise and glanced at the withered old man.
He had never taken the handsome young man Qi Yulang seriously, but now he couldn't help but look at him with new respect, realizing that Yong'an Hall was not without its own strengths.
"Auntie, it's no use if you don't confess. For a while, Master would wander around the jujube tree in the courtyard every night, and his gaze would occasionally drift to the base of the tree. Could he be hiding in the soil?"
The young man who had been standing silently to the side suddenly spoke up.
"Zhao Wenzhou!"
Zhao Xueqi gritted her teeth: "My family has always treated you well, and your uncle even took you in as his personal disciple and taught you with great care."
You were destined to inherit Baoshen Hall sooner or later, so why have you betrayed us, leaked secrets, and attracted external enemies? What exactly are you trying to do?
"Nephew wants to be an official. Wouldn't you be happy if our Zhao family produced an official?"
What use is this shabby clinic to me? Am I supposed to spend every day working hard to treat those poor folks and earn a pittance?
Aunt, please grant my request and tell me everything you know, so as not to make things difficult for everyone.
Zhao Wenzhou's handsome face showed a hint of ferocity.
"Alright, I'll tell you. There are indeed medical books and secret recipes under this tree."
But if I don't tell you about that precious ginseng, you will never find it.
"If you want me to hand it over, you can let Xiaowan leave first."
"mother……"
Li Xiaowan cried out in a hoarse voice, sobbing uncontrollably as if she were about to suffocate.
Blood-red tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
She couldn't understand why her father had left and never returned when everything was fine at home.
Wenzhou's brother is usually very close to me, how could he suddenly become so vicious and even bring some fierce and evil people into our home?
My mother is probably going to die.
Li Xiaowan wasn't worried about her safety at all; she simply looked around at the crowd and memorized their faces.
"Let her go. I hope Mrs. Li won't let us down."
Otherwise, no matter how well she hid, they could still dig her out…
This time, Chang'a hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
With his left hand behind his back, he quietly made a gesture, clearly to greet the gatekeeper.
Even if a little girl wanted to run, how far could she run?
Although I'm not worried about causing trouble by not eradicating the root of the problem, it's better to avoid trouble.
No matter what, if we catch them afterward, we can still refine a good elixir.
"Xiao Wan, do you still remember your cousin?"
"Remember."
"Find them, and tell them that their uncle and aunt have wronged their family..."
When a person is about to die, his words are also good.
Thinking back to when the three siblings came to my door seeking refuge.
He was somewhat unhappy, and his face looked grim. He guessed that the three siblings were also feeling very upset.
These days, she has been inquiring about her husband everywhere, but she accidentally heard some extremely shocking news.
"The Li residence at No. 72, Huoshen Temple, actually produced someone who made even the government have to give way."
There are also rumors that Nezha, the third prince, is Li Xin.
Everyone is talking about it, but no one dares to say it out loud.
But there are always some discerning people who can't help but feel excited and tell everyone around them about it as a strange and unusual story.
Whether you believe it or not, the person who said it was happy, and the person who listened was also pleased, so the news slowly spread.
"And coincidentally, his name is Li Xin, and he's also one of three siblings..."
Zhao Xueqi gave Li Xiaowan a few words of advice and then gave her a hard push, urging her to leave quickly.
However, they failed to notice the mocking expressions on the faces of the people inside the room.
"Don't bother looking for us, Auntie, Xiaowan, I'm late."
"Brother Xin."
Li Xiaowan burst into tears.
She buried her head in Li Xin's arms.
For some reason, she felt at ease whenever she saw Li Xin.
It seemed that none of the bad guys in the yard were scary anymore.
This feeling came on strangely; even her tall cousin Li Cheng, who was standing to the side, didn't give her this feeling.
"Xiao Wan, don't worry, it was all a dream. When I wake up, everything will be fine."
Li Xin sighed and touched Li Xiaowan's hair.
The fingers seemed to move, yet they also seemed not to move.
The two burly men who had quietly surrounded him suddenly had holes in their throats, and blood spurted out.
They raised their hands to cover their necks, their eyes wide open, and slowly collapsed.
what……
The expressions of everyone in the courtyard changed drastically.
The fair-faced young man, Qi Yulang, screamed loudly...
Before he could finish his call, the old man with the thin stick beside him had already taken a leap of more than ten feet.
With his arm extended forward, the sharp tip of the staff was already touching Li Xin's chest...
This old fellow is silent and cunning, like a venomous snake. He strikes without warning, and every move is a deadly attack.
"Tongbei Quan, using a staff as a spear?"
Li Xin sneered, spinning the three-edged dagger in his palm and flicking it slightly outward.
Clang!
The old man's thin, black stick suddenly hummed.
His arm went numb and tingly, and he couldn't control it; it flew outwards.
He felt an immense force, like a mountain collapsing, emanating from the small black ridge, and a shockwave shattered his tiger's mouth.
The old man could no longer hold onto the thin steel stick in his hand.
As the weapon flew from his hand, he retreated rapidly.
……