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Chapter 32 The Clue of the Storm (1)

Dou Wei did not live in Luoyang City, but in the old house in the clan village.

The night was dark and the stars were missing. But the old house in the clan village was brightly lit. Outside the vermilion gate, two lanterns of dying wind swayed in the wind. On the horse stake, there was an old and thin horse tied to the horse sniffling weakly.

The oil caravan stopped at the door of the old house. The door hurried forward and helped Dou Wei get out of the car.

"Mr. Li hasn't left yet?"

Dou Wei glanced at the thin horse at the door and asked casually.

Menzi quickly replied: "Mr. Li is in the back garden pavilion, saying he is waiting for you to come back..."

"Oh, unload the car. I won't go out tonight. No matter who comes, I'll say I'm not here. Have you heard it clearly?"

In fact, it's so late, no one will come.

Dou Wei ordered this, just to tell the disciple: I will see no one tonight.

The door quickly agreed and called someone to unload the carriage. Dou Wei walked into the gate, walked through the front hall patio, entered the corridor from the small door, turned several turns, and came to the back garden. At this time, candlelight flashed in the pavilion in the garden.

Li Ji was sitting in the pavilion, staring at a chess game, dazed.

"Kyuro, can you come up with a solution?"

Dou Wei walked into the pavilion, but Li Ji was not aware of it.

It was not until Dou Wei sat down opposite him and spoke, that he woke up.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

Looking at Li Ji's anxious expression, Dou Wei was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Everything is done, the matter is explained clearly, and the kid will naturally not have anything to do."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment.

"Kyuro, do you know the baby's origin?"

Li Ji bit his lip and nodded, "I know, he is the grandson of the Zheng family's slaves."

Dou Wei suddenly snorted, "Since you know that he was a slut, why do you still want to accept him as a student? Jiulang, do you know that if this is spread, how many people will be ridiculed by your brother? Why are you so ridiculous?"

Li Ji was silent.

After a moment, he whispered: "Uncle, do you think someone will spread it?"

Haha, if someone really spread it, my head would have already landed, so why should I care about these things again?"

"you……"

Dou Wei was choked and closed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, no one will know about this. I have asked Zheng Renji to send the grandparents and grandson back to Xingyang, and I guess there will be no chance to come back in the future."

"Uncle..." Li Ji's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Dou Wei and said, "You, how can you do this?"

"Kyuro, I'm doing it for your own good.

If that baby continues to stay in Luoyang, you will be exposed sooner or later. That will not be good for you and the child. Now, he is gone... I have done a lot of effort in the Zheng family today. As long as Master Zheng is not a fool, he will definitely not make things difficult for the child in the future. In this way, you will be safe and the child will be better in the future.

On the contrary, if you let him stay in Luoyang, if you are exposed, you will still implicate him. Wouldn't this harm him?"

Li Ji was silent all of a sudden!

In fact, he knew Dou Wei's idea, but he still looked down on Zheng Yanqing's background.

But what he said makes sense. With Dou Wei’s actions today, even if Zheng Yanqing returns to Xingyang, he will not have a hard time.

After breathing a long sigh, Li Ji picked up a chess piece and landed it on the chessboard.

"Uncle, do you know why I accepted him as a disciple?"

Dou Wei was stunned, shook his head and smiled, "I really want to know about this."

"You also know that I started a family back then and had a son."

Dou Wei's cheek twitched, and he nodded and said, "Of course I know... For this matter, you are still single and refuse to reopen."

Li Ji said: "Uncle, do you know what my child is named?"

"You have never said this, but I really don't know."

Li Ji whispered: "Call Yanqing."

"ah?"

"Ying Yang, Qing Yun Xiangfeng." Li Ji's eyes turned red, and tears flashed faintly. "The son of the Zheng family, also known as Yan Qing. When I first saw him, I almost thought that he was my dead child... Later, I realized that he was the child of the Zheng family's slave, but I couldn't control it. When I was with him, I always felt that he was my child... In fact, I also knew that my child might have become a mortar of dead bones!"

Dou Wei said: "Jiulang, don't be too sad, you can't blame you for this.

Besides, after that incident, I sent someone to inquire about it and found Xiaoyu's body. Xiaoyu's brother must have run away with the child. Maybe the child is now with his uncle, hiding somewhere, waiting for the opportunity to find you."

Li Jiqiang smiled and said nothing.

He stared at the chess pieces on the chessboard in a daze, looking particularly sad.

Dou Wei couldn't persuade him anymore, so he sighed and stood up. When passing by Li Ji, he whispered: "Jiulang, the dead are gone, and he is born like this. It has been so many years since then, it's better to be more open about everything.

As for the children of the Zheng family, I will help you stare.

You should stay in the school and stop thinking too much... Your brother wrote to him that Chang'an's body is not as good as before. When he passes, things will be almost gone. When he has the chance, he will find a way to send you to Xiazhou, and the situation will be much better. At that time, if you still miss the baby of the Zheng family, I will give it my face and ask Master Zheng for it and send it to you. But now, it's better to be more stable, so don't cause trouble again."

Dou Wei's words are also old-fashioned words.

Li Ji didn't agree, so he picked up a chess piece and slapped it on the chessboard for a long time, and there was no more movement.

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Zheng Renji sat in the back hall, his temples thrust and his blood vessels seemed to explode.

Mrs. Choi sat at his lower head, while Choi Dolin and Choi Sheng knelt in the hall. Outside the door, Zheng Weishan led the warriors of the clan to guard it to prevent anyone from approaching the back hall.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Jung In-ki closed her eyes and didn't raise her eyelids, and asked coldly.

He was not a fool, but he used to believe in Mrs. Cui too much, so he ignored the matter at home.

But today, he lost a lot of face.

First, the ancestral jade belt was stolen, and then Zheng Yanqing scolded him. In the end, he found that his jade belt still had not come back.

At this point, even a fool can detect the tricks in it.

Mrs. Cui closed her red lips and lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. Cui Daolin and Cui Sheng had their faces turned blue, kneeling on the ground, trembling.

"Aren't you all very good at saying this just now? Why are there no words now?"

Jung In-ki suppressed his anger and said viciously: "Madam, in my opinion, you should be the clearest about this matter. Should you give me an explanation?"

Mrs. Cui raised her head, "No rules, no order.

There are lowly slaves in the family who do not know the ranks and inferiors. They rely on the support of the old master and do whatever they want. If it is difficult to rectify, it will sooner or later cause disaster. I know that you don’t like the grandparents and grandchildren, but it’s because of the old master’s face, it’s difficult to get into trouble.

I just want to share the worries of the master, so I set up this plan.

Master, I think you have seen it too. That little bastard doesn't take you seriously at all and should have killed you long ago. It's a pity that these two useless slaves have done something so good that they did it like this, which makes the little bastard cheaper."

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