Chapter 249: Eight Legs

Cheng Yaojin is not old, and he is only in his forties. He is in his prime, but in terms of age, he is not as old as Gongsun Wuda.

Liu Yi sat in Cheng Yaojin's lower head and carefully looked at this famous figure who had been passed down through the ages.

He was burly and sat there like a black tower, looking a little more powerful than Cheng Chumo.

When I speak, the glazed tiles on the room are about to fall off, which makes Liu's ear buzz.

He is not ugly, but he is still far from being handsome. I can only say that, well, his facial features are upright and there are no major flaws. I have known for a long time that Cheng Yaojin is not a white-faced boy, so Liu Yi was not disappointed.

"I, Cheng is a rough man, but I have heard of your name," Cheng Yaojin sat steadily on the head seat, looked at Liu Yiong with a smile, and praised loudly: "Nothing else, but the farm tools you made out are good!"

Cheng Yaojin was convinced that such a young man could have such a great reputation. Cheng Yaojin has always respected those who are capable.

"Duke Lu praised it. He admired Duke Lu very much. He was familiar with Duke Lu's heroic deeds on Wagang Mountain back then." Liu Yiuan lowered his head slightly to salute Cheng Yaojin to show his respect for this celebrity in his heart.

"Haha, okay, the hero doesn't mention the past, don't mention the past," Cheng Yaojin waved his hand to Liu Yiyi, glanced at Liu Yiyi, and said, "Now, what's wrong with you when you come to Cheng Mansion this time?"

Cheng Yaojin is a straight man. The one he doesn't like the most is to beat around the bush, so many times he always speaks straightforwardly.

"No, I'm just here to pay homage to the top of the mountain and get to know General Cheng." Liu Yi chuckled, raised the tea bowl on the table in front of him indifferently, and took a sip.

"Dear the mountain? Haha, I like this sentence!" Cheng Yaojin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Since he followed Li Shimin, he hadn't heard such a bit of bandit-like words for a long time.

He looked up at Liu Yiyi and said, "Actually, you don't want to say it. I know your purpose. I heard that last night, the old man Hou Junji had arrived in Sanyuan. He would be able to come back almost today. You kid aren't afraid, right?"

"General Cheng was joking. The boy was just an irrelevant civilian. He had no grudges with the Secretary Hou. If the Secretary Hou did not come back, it seemed to have little to do with the secretary. Why should he be afraid?" Liu Yi looked at Cheng Yaojin lightly and said softly: "But I heard that General Cheng and Secretary Hou seemed to be in a little wrong. General Cheng Chumo is still in Sanyuan now. Don't Duke Lu worry?"

"Hmph, I'll borrow ten courages from him!" Cheng Yaojin snorted lightly, a little bit of fire, but he didn't take this matter seriously. What Hou Junji dared to do was to beat that guy up again, and it was no big deal.

"General Cheng said so." Liu Yiuan said as he ordered, then picked up the tea bowl and drank the tea lightly. The tea in Cheng Mansion tasted more mellow than elsewhere.

Cheng Yaojin also took a sip of tea, suppressing the anger that was about to rise in his heart, looked at Liu Yiyi and said, "When talking about Xiao Mo, I remembered the letter he had just sent from Sanyuan. Last night, Sanyuan was very lively, especially in Brother Liu's mansion. It seems that many people broke one leg."

After hearing Lao Cheng's words, Liu Yi suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart. Could it be that something happened to his family last night? Could it be those eight servants?

When Liu Yi came out of the mansion, no one from Sanyuan had sent a message. Therefore, what he knew about the situation at home was only Wang An's situation before he came.

"I am very concerned about the affairs at home, so I ask General Cheng to explain it!" Liu Yiu put down the tea bowl and bowed to old Cheng. He didn't care about the property in the family, but if the eight servants had any accidents, it would be Liu Yiu's fault.

"It's nothing, it's just that the servants in your mansion and the soldiers sent by Hou Junji broke one right leg." Cheng Yaojin glanced at Liu and said, "I heard that they have also moved a lot of iron and wooden boxes from Liu's mansion. I wonder what they contained?"

"Broken right leg? Shouldn't County Magistrate Cheng be present at that time? How could he watch others hurt the people under his rule?!" Liu Yi suddenly stood up, his eyes began to turn red, and there was a trace of endless anger and hatred inside.

One of the most important reasons for sending Mr. Cheng Chumo to Liu’s Mansion was to let him protect those servants?

"But," Cheng Yaojin put down the tea bowl and did not take Liu Yi's words like questioning. He slowly said to Liu Yi softly: "Before Xiao Mo set off for Liu's mansion, someone seemed to have sent him a letter. He asked him to be in Liu's mansion with only one ear and one pair of eyes, and there was no need to ask about anything else. Brother Liu must have known about this matter."

"Actually, according to the situation at that time, even if Xiao Mo was willing, he was powerless." Cheng Yaojin glanced at Liu Yiyi and said, "The two hundred fully armed soldiers are not something that his yamen runners can stop. Xiao Mo is a mere eighth-rank county magistrate who can't deter the real soldiers who have eaten human blood."

Cheng Yaojin looked at Liu Yi, who was a little stunned, and shook his head slightly. He knew that Liu Yi's purpose was to let his eldest son go to Liu's mansion. He had a good idea, but he was still a little bit childish. Liu Yi was a civilian who had never brought soldiers to fight wars after all, and he didn't understand some things.

Commanding this thing is the only choice in the hearts of soldiers. They will not observe their appearance, take advantage of the situation, and will not be intimidated by any irrelevant person.

However, although the effect is not very large, it is rare for Liu Yiu to think about the servants in this way. If he were placed in another palace, who would care about the lives and deaths of the servants?

Liu Yi took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down his mood. He bowed to Cheng Yaojinshi and said, "General Cheng, you have urgent matters to deal with, so you are not inconvenient to stay here for a long time. You will take your leave first. If you have time another day, you will come to visit again."

He wanted to send people to Chang'an as soon as possible. If the treatment was prompt, he might be able to save his legs.

"In this way, I won't keep you anymore. Asong, I'll send you a gift for Brother Liu on my behalf." Cheng Yaojin also stood up and said to Cheng Song who had been following him and serving him, and then watched Liu Yi leave the hall.

I wonder if the old man Hou Junji, who learned that his adopted son suddenly had a serious illness and could not have had a child, would he regret that he had acted too quickly last night? Haha, Cheng Yaojin chuckled and sat down slowly, picked up the tea bowl on the table, and took a sip of it comfortably.

"Young Master, someone is here in the Marquis' Mansion." As soon as Liu Yiuan returned to the mansion, Liu Wuchen came to him and reported to him in a low voice: "I heard that it was Wu Zuijian's wound infection and the high fever did not subside. Master Sun was helpless about this, so they came to invite you."

"Oh? The wound is infected, haha, it's really time. Where are they?" Liu Yi chuckled coldly. Whoever hurt me last night, would they really dare to come back today?

"Two people came, one was Hou Yun, the butler of the Hou Mansion, and the other was Hou Kuan, who was in the side room. Is the young master going to summon them now?" Liu Wuchen also found the anger on Liu Yi's body and asked in a low voice.

"I don't see you, just say, Young Master, I haven't come back yet. If they are willing, let them wait forever. No matter whether they eat or not, they can handle it themselves." Liu Yiuan ordered Liu Wuchen with a cold face and said, "In addition, Wuchen, you will hire a few more carriages and go back to Sanyuan to bring the eight servants left at home here. Be careful on the way, their legs may have been broken."

"Yes, young master!" Liu Wuchen's face also changed a little. No wonder the young master's face looked so ugly. It turned out that something happened at home.

All the legs of the eight people were broken. Without thinking, Liu Wuchen could guess why. Hou Junji's accident this time killed his precious son. If such a situation happened, it would be strange if their young master was willing to treat Wu Zuijian.

After giving a gift to Liu Yi, Liu Wuchen turned around and left, following Liu Yi's instructions, he went to do his job.

Liu You didn't go to the living room, but went directly to the middle courtyard, entered his study, and began to think carefully.

The old thing Hou Junji was bullying too much. If their family had not moved out in advance, there would have been eight people who had broken their legs last night. Liu Yiu began to give up the idea of ​​only teaching Hou Junji a lesson. If people like Old Man Hou were not beaten to death with one stick, they would have endless troubles.

Once and for all, it seems that I have to plan again. Liu Yiu sat on the chair, rubbing his head gently, thinking in his heart.

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Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, and the rest of the wine was not eliminated after the thick sleep.

Asked about the person who rolled the curtain, he said that the crabapple was still the same.

Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
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