Even in peaceful times, death is a common occurrence.

But if there is deliberate publicity behind this, a very ordinary death may become an extremely serious political incident. After all, this is Bianjing, at the feet of the emperor.

The medicine shop sells ordinary medicinal materials. Even if you eat the wrong medicine, you will only get diarrhea at most, but it is far from the point of eating a dead person. According to the doctor who consulted in the shop, the person who came over that day was a poorly dressed beggar. I had a cold, so I prescribed two packs of medicine and left.

Later, when the person died, his family came to make trouble. As for why a beggar still had a family, and why Shen Yourong was asked to explain by name, it became even more intriguing...

Seeing the little maid's pear blossoms looking like rain, Yang Lin reached out and rubbed her head, whispering a few words of comfort.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Xiaoyun ran over and opened the door. Standing at the door was a richly dressed young man, holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked very energetic. Behind him were the middle-aged men who had appeared in the yard that day, and several others. A servant followed.

Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment and said: "Third Master..."

The middle-aged man nodded and ordered: "This is the nephew of the Liang family in Beijing. He heard about what happened to the Shen family and came here to take a look. Go and get Rong'er down quickly."

"Miss just fell asleep..."

Xiaoyun was about to speak, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man: "You girl, you don't know what's important, it's time like this!"

The little maid's eyes turned red after being scolded.

"Uncle Shen, this is not urgent. Let's walk around first. It won't be too late to wait until Rong'er wakes up."

The young man said with a smile, looking quite reasonable and without any sign of anger.

The third uncle of the Shen family nodded when he heard this and said with a smile: "That's fine, Xiaoyun, go and prepare some tea."

Xiaoyun responded, and before leaving, she glanced at Mr. Liang and then at Yang Lin in the yard, her expression becoming a little complicated.

Yang Lin felt that Mr. Liang sounded a bit familiar, and suddenly realized that it was not Mr. Liang who had tricked him into participating in some "Royal Shooting Conference".

If I remember correctly, he

His father was Liang Shicheng, the favored eunuch of the emperor. He was an official at the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Academy. Although he was only one of Liang Shicheng's many adopted sons, he was considered a prominent figure in Bianjing City. No wonder the third uncle of the Shen family was so enthusiastic about him.

Mr. Liang obviously did not expect to meet Yang Lin here. He was slightly startled, and then smiled from a distance and said: "This is Mr. Yang."

If it were 'him' before, he might have been angry or inferior, but now Yang Lin doesn't care about these at all and just nodded: "Hello."

Hello, very strange way of greeting.

Mr. Liang was stunned for a moment, looking at Yang Lin who seemed to be a little different before him, and said: "Uncle Yang fell down at the imperial archery competition that day and is seriously ill in bed... But it seems to have recovered, so I'm relieved. "

On the opposite side, Yang Lin seemed a little embarrassed and said with a regretful smile: "It's good, it's good, but my brain is a little hard to use and I can't be stimulated."

"Haha, Mr. Yang was joking. It's also my fault that Mr. Liang didn't take good care of me. I feel a little ashamed of Yourong."

"Well, I don't blame you." Yang Lin nodded silently and glanced at the other party: "I don't know whether you are ashamed of her, but you should be quite ashamed of me."

The young master named Liang Yu was slightly startled when he heard this. Even the third uncle of the Shen family on the side turned his head and frowned, thinking that this man would not really fall into confusion.

Yang Lin shrugged and said, "Even the seven-year-old Que'er knows how to bring candied fruits when he comes to play with his second sister. You tell me, how can he come to see a patient empty-handed?"

Liang Yu's face twitched obviously, and then he laughed loudly: "I was negligent in this matter..."

Yang Lin said casually: "It's okay, I don't blame you."

"..."

Liang Yu felt that something was wrong with the situation. He was obviously here to give this person a slap in the face, but why did he seem to come here to apologize in the end?

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a few days, and Mr. Yang is really good at talking."

"My skills are also good. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

Hearing this, Liang Yu squinted at the Confucian scholar in front of him, his face darkened, and said, "Are you provoking Liang?"

Yang Lin spread his hands and said helplessly: "Obviously you asked me

ah……"

As soon as he finished speaking, a punch hit the man in the face.

Blood spilled an arc in the air.

Chaos, screams, and scoldings came in an instant.

"Yang, you are crazy..."

"Bastard thing!"

No one expected that things would suddenly turn out like this. Liang Yu was knocked to the ground with a punch, blood flowed from his nostrils, and half of his face was bruised and swollen.

Yang Lin rubbed his slightly numb fists and said to himself: "I told you, my brain is a little hard to use, why are you stimulating me?"

Several servants were frightened by Yang Lin's sudden burst of momentum and froze on the spot for a moment.

"You bastard, why don't you kowtow to Mr. Liang and apologize? Isn't it in vain that you have read the books of sages for several years, and you just trampled on the etiquette and laws like this!" The third uncle of the Shen family was also so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly helped Liang who fell to the ground.

Yu, but was pushed away by the latter with one hand.

Liang Yu's nose was crooked and bleeding continuously. He didn't wipe the wound. He just stared at Yang Lin with terrifyingly gloomy eyes and said, "Whether you are pretending to be stupid or really stupid, this matter

, the Shen family owes me an explanation."

He never thought that this person would dare to actually take action. The other person was already a son-in-law, so he didn't care about it, but he still wanted to face it. Even if this matter spread, it would be a blow to his reputation.

It wasn't until this moment that he calmed down from his anger and carefully thought about whether anyone else was involved in this matter.

He didn't believe that the son-in-law in front of him had such courage. Maybe that woman could do it, but why did she do it? How dare she do it?

If he stayed any longer, he would only be embarrassed. Liang Yu slammed the door and left. The third uncle of the Shen family followed closely behind him, bowing his head and apologizing.

Yang Lin looked at the retreating figures of everyone, shook his head, and said to himself: "So, don't be a gentleman. You talk but don't do it. It takes ten years to get revenge. How tiring..."

After Liang Yu left, Yang Lin shook his head and was about to go back to the house when he suddenly saw Shen Yourong coming down from the second floor.
Chapter completed!