"Don't worry about my business!" Gu Qian poured a glass of water for him from the pot and said, "drink water! Don't fool around with me just because you're drunk. I'll throw you out the door like you. Do you believe it? "

"Letter! Of course I do. " Gu Heng giggles.

Gu Qian looked at him in disgust. "I was drunk before, but I'm not stupid. What's the matter today? Is it evil? "

"No! I'm the one who adores uncle Jiu most Gu Heng shakes his head. When he is drunk, his eyes are clear.

For a moment, Gu Qian was confused.

"In the future, no matter what happens, you will treat uncle Jiu the same?"

Gu Heng nodded, "of course!"

Seeing this, Gu Qian's heart suddenly seemed to be caught by something, and he felt pain in an instant. He sighed in his heart, "Alas! That's because we're not in opposition yet. "

Gu Qian couldn't help recalling his previous life. When did their uncle and nephew begin to oppose each other? And for what?

Yes! Because of Gu Yu's death.

Gu Yu was weak and ill, and did not marry Chu Yue. In the second year of Gu Heng's return to Beijing as a minister, Gu Yu, who had recovered a lot, died suddenly.

In the backyard of a wealthy family, there is always a fight between the public and the private. Gu's family is no exception. All the arrows of Gu Yu's sudden death point to Gu Qian. However, Gu Qian, who was busy with business at that time, neglected Gu's family and could not find any evidence to excuse himself afterwards.

Although, with the support of the old lady Gu and the emperor, Gu Yu's death was not blamed on him, but it remained in Gu Heng's heart.

Uncle and nephew have a gap, step by step to the development of the opposition court. Seeing that Gu Heng's sword is on the wrong side, Gu Qian sends Zhang Qiao to Gu Heng. Unexpectedly, there will be a tragedy in the end.

When he looked back at home, Zhang Qiao was dead under Gu Heng's hand. At that time, he only felt a roar in his head, and the whole world collapsed. He takes Zhang Qiao back from Gu Heng with his sword and leaves Gu's home and the capital with Zhang Qiao in his arms.

Gu Yu, right! The gap between their uncles and nephews was Gu Yu's death.

Gu Qian looked back at Gu Heng. He thought to himself that the tragedy of the last life could be avoided.

"Sir, the sobering tea is ready." Shijin comes in with a tray.

Gu Qian nodded, "put it down."

"Yes, sir."

"It's getting late. Let's have a rest."

"That Heng young master?" When Jin looks at Gu Heng who is very drunk, he is a little worried. Does his master have to take care of him himself?

"You go to rest, and don't worry about him. You tell Shi Song to have a rest after cleaning up. I don't need to be served here. " Gu Qian brought the sobering tea to Gu Heng, "ah Heng, drink it."

"Yes, sir."

"Uncle Xie."

Gu Heng's wine is very good. After he got drunk, he talked for a while and fell asleep. Gu Qian put him on the soft couch and took out the quilt from the cupboard to help him cover it.

Then I wash and comb myself to have a rest.

……

Creak The wind blows open the window of the guest room, and the cold wind comes in. It directly wakes Han Yifei lying on the bed.

He raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, frowned and got out of bed to close the window.

The wine has dissipated a lot, but I have a bad headache.

As soon as he reached the window lattice, there stood a masked man in black, "if you want to know the whereabouts of your little aunt, don't make any noise and follow me quietly."

In the ear is a hoarse voice.

Han Yifei immediately guessed that the other party was deliberately hiding the real voice, but when he heard about his sister-in-law, he still asked.

"What do you believe?"

"There's only one chance. If you don't believe it, I don't care." The man in black handed in a piece of paper and said, "do you recognize the jewelry on this paper?"

Han Yifei mentioned the paper. When he saw the jewelry on it, his eyes suddenly shrank and he looked up at the man in black.

The man in black put his look in his eyes. "Let's go. It's not far away With that, he jumped out of Gu's house.

Han Yifei quickly followed.

The man in black leads Han Yi all the way to a big and a small grave bag on the back mountain of Zhang Fu, where a torch has been inserted and the words on the tombstone are clear.

"What did you bring here for?" Han Yifei asked unhappily.

The man in black looked at the tombstone and said, "look, is this your little aunt?"

Smell speech, Han Yifei's heart fierce fall, a wave of despair quickly surge up. He stood there stiff, not daring to turn to look.

The man in black seemed to be aware of his mood

“……” Han Yifei clenched his fist tightly.

The man in black simply helped him. "The person lying in here, Zhang Qiao, called her aunt Qiu, is also the owner of the jewelry. Here is a large and a small tomb bag, but there is nothing written on the small tomb bag. Aunt Qiu's tombstone is Zhang Qiaoli's, which is a little strange.

If Zhang's children should set up the monument, it should be Zhang Liding, the eldest son. But why is it Zhang Qiao? Moreover, it is said that Liu Cuihua brings Zhang Qiao here every new year's day and festival. Although I sometimes take the other two children of Zhang's family with me, only Zhang Qiao is left behind every time.You say, why?

I'm afraid only Liu Cuihua knows the mystery. In addition, the jewelry is buried under a pot of orchids in zhangjiawen house. If you want to confirm, you can go there to find jewelry directly. "

With that, the man in black was ready to leave.

"Stop!" Han Yifei shouts an order, then jumps over and grabs the masked cloth of the man in black. For a moment, the man in black might as well open the cloth.

"Who are you?"

Under the mask is an old face. In Han Yifei's impression, he has never seen this person.

The man in Black said with a smile, "a man who does good deeds and helps you." With that, he clapped his hand open and quickly melted into the night.

Only Han Yifei was left in front of the grave.

He took a few deep breaths, turned and looked at the tombstone, which was exactly the same as what the man in Black said. The owner of the tomb was aunt Qiu, and the person who erected the tombstone was Zhang Qiao. According to the date above, it was the same as Zhang Qiao's birth.

When Zhang Qiao was born, the owner of the tomb died. But why is it Zhang Qiaoli's stele? The answer is almost out of the box.

Looking at the tombstone, Han Yifei felt heavy and sad.

"Little aunt, is that you? I'm Yifei. If it's you, can you come into my dream and tell me everything? If Yifei grows up, he can take revenge for you. "

Han Yifei stood in front of the grave for a long time. At dawn, he also sneaked into Zhang Jiawen's house and dug out a bag of jewelry from the orchid pot.

Looking at the jewelry on the table, Han Yifei almost determined the owner of the tomb on the mountain.

Little aunt, it's really you.

No wonder I haven't heard from you for so many years. It turns out that you were sleeping in Haitang village 17 years ago.

Little aunt, how do you want me to tell grandfather such a cruel fact? How can he accept such a fact?

Over the years, even without the whereabouts of my little aunt, we still have a glimmer of hope in our hearts, and we still don't give up.

But now

Han Yifei covered his face with his hands, tears dripping from his fingers.

Little aunt, you're such a nice person. It shouldn't end like this. It's all the fault of an's family. It's all the fault of Anding Hou.