"Why don't you let him enter the inner house?"

When Xue Qian heard this, she felt like she had been stabbed in her chest, her eyelids twitched, and she looked at me with a sneer: "You ask me this, do you think I didn't let him enter the inner house?"

“…”

"Hmph, I can tell you that this is not my decision, and I don't need to treat a younger generation like this. Although he has a short-lived mother, it's just that mother, and she is still a mother!"

A short-lived mother? My second aunt, what Zhengjue said - Axian?

I subconsciously frowned: "Is this matter related to my second aunt?"

This sentence seemed to pierce the needle that pierced her heart a little deeper. I could almost hear her taking a deep breath and trying to suppress something. After a while, I was silent and slowly said: "This matter cannot be blamed on Axian, nor on Qinghan's body. If you want to blame - you can only blame the second uncle of the great monk."

I was even more surprised: "Why?"

"Why?"

Xue Qian sneered again and walked back slowly: "Why do you think your second uncle, the second young master of the Yan family, would marry a shawl girl?"

My heart skipped a beat.

When Zhengjue mentioned Ah Xian’s identity as a girl, I just listened to it and didn’t pay attention. Now when she mentioned it, I remembered that as a big family in Xichuan, the marriage of the young master is naturally the biggest deal and the biggest bargaining weight. Just like the engagement between father and Xue Qian, it is naturally a family marriage.

But Yan Yizhi, the second son of the Yan family, married a powerless girl.

I looked at Xue Qian in shock, but saw that her face became gloomy and said, "Your second uncle, Yan Yizhi, has been wise since childhood, and I am dedicated to the Buddha. Many famous monks and masters from all over the world have come to the Yan family to save him and become a monk, but how could your great-grandfather and your grandfather agree?"

I couldn't help but frown: "How could he be——"

"How could you marry your second aunt, right?" At this point, Xue Qian's face also sneered: "This is probably their bad fate."

“…”

"Your second uncle just went out of the door and passed the bridge and fell in love with her."

"……What?!"

"Yan Yizhi fell in love with her, a girl who was washing her silk. She lost her practice and didn't want Buddhist scriptures. She must marry the girl who was like a demon. Your grandfather and your great-grandfather have always hoped to pull him out of Buddhism. Since there is this opportunity, how could he not agree to him?"

“…”

"It just happened that the girl washing the silk had just been engaged and was about to pass the door."

My heart suddenly sank and said with a trembling trembling: "Then, what did they do?"

"What did they do? Of course they caught Axian and her fiancé to the Yan family... But they were not suffering or threatened. Your great-grandfather just presented ten silver notes of one hundred taels, a total of one thousand taels in front of that man, and asked him to leave Axian."

“…”

"Say the word 'no' and one less."

“…”

"Actually, they hadn't even seen each other before that, so this choice is not difficult."

“…”

"In the end, the man left Xichuan with seven hundred taels."

I stood on the corridor and felt a gust of wind blowing the fishy cold of the lake, which made me stagger, maybe because of the sudden coldness, or maybe because my body was too weak, at this moment I felt so stuffy and even wanted to vomit.

Seven hundred taels of silver...Axian...Yan Yizhi...

For a moment, the words of Zhengjue kept ringing and echoing in my mind, as if a heavy hammer was constantly hitting my mind—

"I am probably the disaster of Axian in this life..."

It turns out...it turns out that it is true!

He is really Axian's disaster!

The soft rouge was deeply hidden in the monk's robe. It was a little troubles between the world that he could never get rid of outside the secular world, because it was his fate and his evil deeds!

At this time, I remembered that when the monk Wuwei talked to me about my parents, he once said that the Yan family did some evil things to bully men and dominate women. I thought he was just talking about my father and said that my father had been locked up for more than two years, but now I understand that what he was talking about was the two young masters of the Yan family!

I just felt a chill on my back, and I felt cold sweat, soaked in my clothes.

Xue Qian was originally looking at me coldly, but at this time, whether it was because of Axian's fate or for her own fate, her voice was a little eased, and even a hint of dumbness was raised, and she said, "And Axian, I married your second uncle like this, and then, when she gave birth to Yan Qinghan, she left like this."

“…”

"As soon as she leaves, your second uncle seems to have become another person."

“…”

"He became back to his original self. He began to practice again and began to recite the Buddha's name again. In the end, he gave up this child and went to Tianmu Temple to become a monk."

When she said this, I felt a cramp in my chest.

I can almost understand what happened later.

A child, from birth, died of dysfunction due to his birth, and his father gave him up to become a monk, and he was born with a serious illness. This is almost the most unacceptable in all major families, an anomaly with evil deeds.

And later, I knew it completely.

He was taken to Tianmu Temple to receive the full precepts when he was in the cradle, but later he left the temple and went to Xishan to study. When he was young, the Yan family gave him a fortune and he completely left the Yan family.

Although his name is Yan Qinghan over the years, he is actually a rootless and unsatisfied floating in this world. He has his own home but cannot go back, and he has his own father but cannot recognize him.

As an anomaly with evil deeds, he was even more allowed to enter the Yan family's inner house!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But all this is only about Yan Qinghan.

Where is Axian?

My second aunt, the woman who was engaged, gave up for seven hundred taels, and finally married into the Yan family and became the noble lady. What about her?

Does anyone know her joy, anger, sorrow, sadness and despair?

What was her mood when she became a woman who was almost the top in Nishikawa but passed away in such a short time?

I looked up at Xue Qian, but saw that the grief that flashed from her face had disappeared, and all that was left was coldness and disgust, and said to me: "I have said everything you need to know, don't bother me again!"

Seeing her turning around and leaving, I suddenly asked, "Madam, who do you think is wrong in this matter?"

She frowned, turned to look at me, and sneered: "Would I say it's wrong to Axian?"

“…”

"Your second uncle, his sins are finally over now. I just hope he will practice hard in the next life!"

After saying that, she was about to leave again, but I stepped forward a few steps forward and stopped her and said, "Since that's the case, why do you hate my mother?"

“…”

Xue Qian could hardly believe her ears, could not believe that I would say such words, and for a moment, she opened her eyes wide and looked at me: "What did you say?"

"I said, since you know that this is the second uncle's sin, why have you hated my mother for the past few years?"

I saw her pupils suddenly shrink. Before I could react, she raised her hand and slapped me hard.

The slap was crisp and loud, making my head tilt to one side, and the cheeks immediately hurt.

And she gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, what are you talking about?!"

“…”

"Dare you dare to criticize your father?!"

“…”

"What are you? You dare to say that to him!?"

"..." I slowly turned my head and looked at her. The lights were dim. I could hardly see the vicious expression on her face, nor could I see the raised outline of her cheeks when she gritted her teeth. Only the silver frost on her temples was seen, which was a little dazzling in such a night.

I stretched out my tongue, licked the corner of my lips that was numb, took a deep breath, and said, "I didn't criticize him, I just wanted to know if these two things are different."

“…”

"If this matter is not different, why do you have a different view?"

Xue Qian was almost furious. I could tell from the back of her hand that was holding the Panlong Staff with force and the blue veins bulging. But this time, she swallowed her anger, gritted her teeth, and said word by word: "That woman also knows about Yan Yizhi and Axian--"

I was stunned for a moment when I heard this, but I immediately reacted.

That woman, she refers to my mother.

"Do you know how she said it?"

"She, what did she say."

"The practice of Buddha cannot be achieved without demons."

My brow frowned suddenly: "Buddha's cultivation cannot be achieved without demons"?

What's the meaning?

Xue Qian sneered: "Do you know, who is the Buddha and who is the demon?"

“…”

"You know again, your mother, who is that woman?"

“…”

"You don't know these things at all. Why do you judge these things and why do you criticize your father?!"

After saying this, her eyes were almost blood-cold and red. She paused the dragon stick in her hand heavily, and turned around and left without looking back.

And I stood there and felt her departure bringing a cold wind that pierced into my heart.

The practice of Buddha can’t be achieved without demons?

Who is the Buddha? Who is the demon?

What kind of person is my mother? What is the right and wrong between her and my father?

...

I stood in the empty corridor for a long time, until the night dew wet my temples, until the night wind cooled my fingertips, I slowly lifted up and felt a little lost, and my slightly trembling hands stroked my chest.

Who is my mother?

Maybe this is the mystery I really need to uncover.
Chapter completed!