Bâtir une dynastie de chansons harmonieuse - Chapitre 63

Chapitre 63

Nangong Xue said, "Lin Xing's bedroom has a hidden room, which is furnished like a woman's boudoir."

Yang Nianqing could guess what everyone was thinking next. Maybe that "Lin Daiyu" was hiding inside. Every time Tang Jingfeng said he was going to find Lin Xing, he was actually going to find her!

"How could she have been hiding inside all this time? Besides, people need to eat. Didn't the servants and maids see her?"

Li You smiled wryly: "That's the problem. It's said that every time Lord Tang goes there, Lin Xing sends the servants and maids to the outer courtyard. They have never even seen this woman."

Yang Nianqing immediately said, "Didn't you say there was an old man named Huang in Shuijing Lane? He came here with Lin Xing back then, why didn't you ask him?"

He died two months ago.

Speechless.

Is my luck really that bad?

Nangong Xue found it somewhat amusing: "In any case, it seems there really is a woman living in the Lin family."

Looking at the woman in the painting, her charming and alluring features are unmatched, exuding the elegance of a mature woman. Although she looks very much like Lin Xing, she seems to be much more beautiful than Lin Xing.

This makes the argument between Madam Ye and Lord Tang much easier to explain. Lin Xing, to protect his family, naturally had to lie, but in the end, he was silenced. Who exactly is this "Sister Lin"? Now, only an empty room remains; where has she gone? Yang Nianqing had a strange feeling in her heart.

Could all of this really be Mrs. Ye's revenge for her husband's infidelity?

Half a day.

He Bi suddenly spoke up: "Don't forget one thing."

Yang Nianqing immediately asked, "What is it?"

"Was the painting actually created by Lord Tang?"

He paused, stunned.

"That's easy!"

Although the person is gone, the desk remains spotless, without a speck of dust, and the writing implements are neatly arranged. Some calligraphy and paintings hang on the wall; the characters are bold and powerful, but the paintings depict desolate landscapes, shrouded in mist, with gloomy tones that evoke a sense of melancholy and depression.

Seeing an object reminds me of someone.

Tang Kesi said sadly, "This is Father's study. Mother comes here to sit every day."

Seeing that she seemed about to cry again, Nangong Xue remained silent for a long time, and then a lot of sorrow gradually appeared in her gentle phoenix eyes: "Since so many innocent people have been killed, the murderer will eventually not escape. Why should you be sad, young lady?"

Hearing him comfort her personally, Tang Kesi immediately blushed.

Li You shook his head as he looked at the calligraphy and paintings.

"Why must such a beautiful scene be tinged with so much melancholy? It turns out that Lord Tang has a penchant for this kind of thing," he said after looking at the scenery for a while, then turned to Nangong Xue and smiled, "What do you think, Brother Nangong?"

Nangong Xue nodded silently.

He Bi immediately frowned.

Regarding calligraphy and painting, Nangong Xuexia's conclusion was naturally correct. Compared with the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, it seemed that the three paintings were indeed made by Tang Baozhu.

Tang Kesi had no idea what they were thinking. She just kept pouting. It turned out that after she found out from Xiao Ling'er that the so-called "Li Yang" was actually Li You, she was very dissatisfied with Yang Nianqing.

She glanced at Li You secretly, then whispered in Yang Nianqing's ear, "What Li Yang? Sister Ling'er said that's Young Master Li You. You even lied to me!"

Yang Nianqing was embarrassed and didn't know how to explain.

Li You suddenly turned around and asked, "May I ask, Miss Tang, who were the people your father mentioned most often when he was alive?"

Tang Kesi was stunned for a moment: "It's my mother and Uncle Lin."

"Besides those two, is there no one else?"

Tang Ke thought for a moment and said, "And then there's Uncle Tao."

Li You quickly exchanged a glance with He Bi.

Tang Kesi pretended they didn't know and explained, "I heard that Uncle Tao passed away before my brother and I were born. Father often misses him these past few years, and sometimes he locks himself in his room and grieves. Mother said it's because Father blames himself for not avenging Uncle Tao."

Back then, Tao Huayu, the leader of the Tao Clan, along with Tang Jingfeng and Liu Ru, were known as the "Three Heroes Who Walk Hand in Hand," and were as close as brothers. Madam Ye also lived in the Tao family at that time. Unfortunately, Tao Huayu was later accused of treason, and his entire family of over a hundred people was executed. Madam Ye escaped by chance and married Tang Jingfeng.

Everyone looked regretful when the matter was brought up.

Li You looked at the somber paintings again and sighed softly, "For more than twenty years, the truth about the Tao Gate incident has remained unclear. The three 'armchair heroes' were like brothers back then, so it's no wonder that Lord Tang is so sad."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a cold laugh rang out from behind him.

It was Qiu Bailu.

He kept looking at the chrysanthemum painting on the screen and said calmly, "It's laughable that Lord Tang and Liu Ru swore an oath back then to find out who made the false accusation and clear my brother's name. It turns out that they still haven't found out after more than 20 years. Of course, they should be sad!"

While the statement itself is correct, the sarcasm is quite evident.

Tang Kesi's expression changed: "You..."

Li You immediately interrupted her, laughing, "That's not right. Over the years, Lord Tang has done his best. Although he couldn't avenge Master Tao, his intentions are commendable. Besides, everyone witnessed the discovery of gunpowder weapons in the Tao family's backyard. The Tao family is one of the seven major sects. How could outsiders easily bring these things in? How can Brother Qiu be so sure that he was framed?"

Qiu Bailu scoffed.

Nangong Xue nodded and smiled: "Brother Li is absolutely right."

Seeing Nangong Xue speak up for her father, Tang Kesi's face immediately lit up with joy: "Yes, Father and Uncle Liu have been investigating the murderer who framed Uncle Tao, but unfortunately the court won't tell us about these things..."

Li You interrupted, "Are you referring to the great hero Liu Ruli?"

Tang Kesi said sadly, "Yes, Uncle Liu came a few times, but Father didn't seem to like him. A month after Father left, he was also murdered."

Everyone was stunned.

The three heroes, known as "The Three Musketeers," were as close as brothers. How could Tang Jingfeng not like Liu Ru?

Qiu Bailu said calmly, "As time goes by, even the best of friends are not as good as they used to be."

He Bi frowned.

Li You shook his head: "Old Qiu, why are you in such a hurry? If you really forget us someday, I will go to the Nanshan Formation and make a few more bets until you remember us."

Nangong Xue is funny.

Qiu Bailu stared blankly, speechless.

Yang Nianqing nudged him and whispered, "Stop joking around with other people!"

Li You looked at her and whispered, "I'm not joking, I just think it's better if he remembers us. If he gets sick in the future, at least he'll have a great doctor to treat him, wouldn't that be much more convenient?"

Although her voice was soft, Qiu Bailu's face had already turned green.

Nangong Xue suppressed a laugh: "Since we've already seen it, why don't we go outside and discuss it further?"

Everyone nodded and was about to leave when suddenly someone walked in—

Li You got the first move; well, what can you do when it comes to being bolder in matters of the heart? But the main romance scenes are in Volume Four, hehe. Don't worry if you don't like Li You—

I can't post a long review, perhaps because it's not long enough (over 1000 words), or perhaps it's because the wording violates Jinjiang's rules. Just change the sensitive words. :)

Volume Three: Where in the world is there no fragrant grass for love?

Upon seeing that person, Tang Kesi immediately rushed towards her in a sweet voice: "Mother!"

Dressed simply and without makeup, she possessed an innate gentle grace, still as pure and beautiful as when they first met, and a familiar feeling welled up in Yang Nianqing's heart again.

Upon seeing everyone, Madam Ye was taken aback at first, then smiled: "So you are all here."

They rarely saw her, so no one expected her to come.

Madam Ye didn't ask why they were in her husband's study. She just reached out and touched her daughter's hair, scolding her, "How many times have I told you? Young Master He and the others are here to investigate a case. They're not allowed to come out and play around if they have nothing to do."

Seeing Tang Kesi's aggrieved expression, Yang Nianqing felt apologetic. She was the one who had asked Tang Kesi to bring everyone to the study to verify the handwriting. Now that Madam Ye was blaming her, she quickly defended her, saying, "It has nothing to do with Miss Tang. Actually, I have some things I would like to ask her for help with. Please don't blame her, Madam."

Upon hearing this, Madam Ye smiled and said, "It seems I misunderstood you."

Tang Kesi deliberately lowered her head and pouted, but secretly winked at Yang Nianqing. To be honest, Yang Nianqing really liked her, seeing how cute she was. Unfortunately, her own feelings didn't count; Nangong Xue…

Lost in thought, Madam Ye suddenly looked her over and hesitated before saying, "This... must be Miss Yang?"

Yang Nianqing paused for a moment, then nodded. It turned out that although they had met before, He Bi and the others were mainly discussing serious matters, so Madam Ye hadn't paid much attention to her.

After confirming, Madam Ye's eyes dimmed slightly, but then she smiled and said to everyone, "I had nothing to do, so I came to visit, and I didn't expect to run into you all."

As she spoke, she offered her a seat.

"You all have done your best for my late husband's affairs. As a lowly woman, I am often inconvenienced, and my young son is unfilial. Please forgive any neglect. If you need anything, just tell the servants. Please don't be shy."

Nangong Xue smiled and said, "You're too kind, Madam."

Madam Ye nodded and was about to speak when a cold voice rang out.

"Why doesn't Madam inquire about the case?"

Madam Ye paused for a moment, then smiled: "With everyone here, what is there to worry about?"

He Bi remained silent.

She asked in surprise, "Could there have been an accident in the case?"

Li You glanced at He Bi and said, "Madam, have you heard about the big case that happened in the city the other day? Young Master Lin Xing from Little Stone Street was murdered."

"What?!" Madam Ye couldn't help but exclaim, and she stood up.

Li You immediately asked, "Does Madam know her?"

After a while.

She slowly sat down and nodded: "Of course I recognize him. That young master Lin is my late husband's sworn brother."

Yang Nianqing was extremely surprised and suspicious. Her surprised expression didn't seem to be feigned. Could it be that she really knew nothing about it? Was there someone else who was plotting to kill Lin Xing?

Nangong Xue asked, "Does Madam know anything about the inside story?"

Madam Ye was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "He hasn't come to visit for more than a year. Besides, even when he did come, it was only with my late husband. I don't know anything about these things."

This answer was expected, so no one found it strange.

Li You looked at her: "But while we were investigating the case, we also heard about some other things."

Before Madam Ye could speak, he blinked and smiled, "These matters are indeed related to you, Madam. I am very curious, but I don't know if they are true or false. If I were to ask, I fear you would blame me."

Madam Ye couldn't help but smile: "Go ahead and speak."

“In that case, I apologize for my intrusion,” Li You said, casually flipping through the books on the table, “I’ve heard… that Madam’s original surname wasn’t Ye?”

Mrs. Ye was stunned.

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