Chapter 563: Prosperous Business Brothers Join Forces (2)
Chapter 563 Business is Prosperous Brothers Join Forces (2)
He looked at the man with burning eyes: "Who told you to do this?"
"Yes...it's him..." The man pointed to the third master with his intact left hand, "It's him...I can recognize...his voice...he bribed me..."
"You bastard!" The third master jumped up and pulled out his sword, "I, Xuan Yuqing, have been upright all my life, and I will use this kind of indecent method to frame my nephew? I swear to God, I'm sorry if I do My nephew's matter will be struck by lightning from the sky, and he will die!"
"You...you..." The man was out of breath with anger, and turned to Xuanyin for help.
Xuanyin blocked the third master's arm: "Third uncle, are you planning to kill someone to silence you?"
"This villain, if you don't kill him, is there still a bodhisattva offering him?" After the third master scolded him, he said earnestly, "Xiaoyin, don't be fooled by him, you believe in third uncle, third uncle Uncle definitely did not harm you! Third Uncle just found out about this. There is a war in the south, and our Xuan family must not make internal quarrels at this juncture!"
Xuanyin raised the corners of his lips playfully: "Then according to the third uncle, how should we deal with this person?"
The third master said seriously: "This person murdered you first, and then blamed me. He must die to relieve his hatred!"
"Then..." Xuanyin smiled faintly, "Let's let the third uncle deal with it."
The man was finally dragged down, and in the name of extorting a confession by torture, he was asked to confess to the mastermind behind the scenes, but he died without taking three sticks.
Regarding the result of such a disposition, Youshi heaved a long sigh of relief. No matter what, it would be good if the person died, and the deal between the third master and him would be buried forever.
The third master patted Xuanyin on the shoulder, showing a tolerant smile, as if an elder was forgiving a junior who had made a mistake: "Okay, let's make a false alarm, our uncles and nephews should not hurt our peace because of this kind of thing! "
Xuanyin's clenched fists slowly loosened. According to his original temperament, he would have rushed up to beat him up a long time ago, but now, he suddenly didn't want to do that anymore. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, smiling innocently Charming: "Third Uncle is right."
Seeing that the tense atmosphere in the room had finally eased, the princess couldn't help showing a slight smile: "It's fine as long as you're fine." She said to the prince, "It's probably the Sikong family's fault again, and the prince should be careful when he goes to the military camp these days. "
She had enmity with the Xuan family, and all she thought about was Sikong Shuo, "The last time Yue'er and the others went to the lake, I heard that they met the Zhongchang servant, did Xiao Yin burn his boat?" As she said, Her eyes fell on Xuan Yin's body.
Sikong Shuo lay down on the gun for no reason, but it was really out of Xuanyin's expectation, Xuanyin raised his lips in a funny way: "Yes, I burned his boat."
"So he has a grudge and sent someone to deal with you." The concubine sighed. She didn't like Sikong Shuo, and she didn't like it from the first time they met. With a sense of familiarity that made her feel bored, "He is really vicious. Fortunately, you are not in danger of your life. Does your hand still hurt?"
Xuanyin said in a neutral tone, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
King Zhongshan's complicated eyes fell on his younger son's gauze-wrapped fingers, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.
The "farce" ended here. The third master and the third wife returned to Ziyunxuan, and King Zhongshan went to the barracks. Before leaving, he took a look at his youngest son: "There is no need to come here these days."
Xuanyin hummed lightly: "Got it."
After all, it was his own, so there was no way to completely ignore it. The princess lowered her eyes and shook the cup in her hand, a trace of loneliness flashed in her expression.
(end of this chapter)