In the end, there was no result about the marriage between Master Su and Hong Su.

There was no decision, no agreement, nor no agreement.

A long-lost meeting for the Su family ended like this.

Su Qing led Hong Su back to his yard. Under Su Dingyuan's slightly dark face, his eldest son smiled shamelessly and was very attentive to the woman.

Ye Ziyun naturally lived with Zhou Zijin. The two left with a smile and said that they wanted to have a midnight snack first.

Su Daqiang was carried away by his servants.

In the hall, Su Dingyuan sat in the hall, lowered his head and stroked his forehead.

Su Che looked at him and felt that his father seemed a little tired, but he didn't know the reason and couldn't guess.

"Why haven't you returned to your room yet?" Su Dingyuan raised his eyes and asked.

When there are many people, his eyes are always confident and calm, but now, what Su Che can see is the bloodshot that appears at some time and the fatigue.

Just like when you are powerless, it is rare fragility.

"Is it because of Uncle Yan's affairs?" Su Che's heart moved and blurted out.

Su Dingyuan looked at his youngest son for a while, smiled, and the emotions in his eyes disappeared as they blinked.

"He did something wrong, but he asked others to be worried." He said: "A sage book has been read into the dog's belly. What a bastard."

Su Che didn't say anything. He knew the relationship between Yan and Su families for generations, and his father and Yan Cong were both the only sons in the family. They grew up together and their friendship was as strong as Jin Jian.

And tonight, when he came back, there were hurrying yamen runners and police officers everywhere on the street. Of course, he understood what these people did.

But no one came on the long street in front of the door, and there was nothing to do in Yan's house tonight.

People always sound high-sounding when they see some disgraceful things, but when they are born to themselves or close people, they will find various reasons to excuse them, and even run around in a tired way to make them have nothing to do.

This is a contradiction in being born human.

Su Che has a vague understanding.

"What will happen to Uncle Yan?" he asked carefully.

Su Dingyuan took a breath and smiled, "I have been involved in this matter for four years and nine months, and have accepted bribes and bribes, and have facilitated the thieves and have been in charge of the government and the country. He only handled the matter, there were more than 300 children, 30,000 taels of gold and silver, and 12 lives in his hands."

He said with a smile, his tone did not fluctuate at all, and the only possibility was that he had already vented his anger and was almost numb at this time. These numbers and these words had been twisted and turned in his heart in just one day.

But Su Dingyuan was still as calm and powerful as a pillar in front of others. No one knew what was hidden in his heart, as well as the torture and pain caused by it.

He is the most tormented one.

Yan Cong is a gentle scum, with a serious sin and bloody hands.

Who would believe it?

"Okay, these things are not something you need to worry about." Su Dingyuan waved his hand, "Go to go to bed earlier."

Su Che pursed his lips, bowed his hand, took the door and stepped down.

The lobby is quiet and you can hear the needle.

Su Dingyuan looked at the shaking lights on the table, leaned on the chair, squinted his eyes, as if he saw the two small figures chasing and fighting in the military camp. They laughed and made a fuss, without worries, nor would they have any sorrow.

...

The next day, Su Che got up very early, or he didn't fall asleep last night.

He practiced all the stances first, then washed up and walked out of the mansion.

The earliest people who started in the mansion were always servants. They were busy, some went to the vegetable garden to pick, some went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, some went to the vegetable market to make firewood, and so on.

At this time, when they saw the second young master who was rushing, they were all a little surprised.

In addition to his early rise, he also felt an indescribable temperament because he seemed to be a little different from the past.

When passing by the school ground, Su Che saw two figures like flying geese on the ground.

They were fighting, and they were extremely fast. The wooden swords collided with each other and were as loud as gold and iron.

Su Che couldn't help but pause.

The sword energy is like the wind. Even if it is several feet apart, you can still feel the awe-inspiring and sharpness. Cut marks appear on the ground made of black iron.

The two collided and separated immediately.

Zhou Zijin was covered in blue clothes and half wet, sweat dripping from her white chin, but her hand holding the sword was still very stable.

Ye Ziyun didn't sweat, but her breathing was slightly shortened.

"Your sword is too straight." She inserted the wooden sword back onto the rack.

Zhou Zijin gasped and said, "How can I kill someone if I don't have a sword straight?"

Ye Zijun frowned.

"The master is right, you are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship." She said, "Your heart has never calmed down, it will be very dangerous."

Su Che stood under the school ground and was a little curious. In the past, Zhou Zijin was preaching to him, but he had never seen anyone teach her these things.

Moreover, it seems that he makes some sense.

"The heart does not need to be calm, as long as the sword is stable, it is enough." Zhou Zijin threw the wooden sword back to the weapon stand and took a towel to wipe the sweat.

Ye Ziyun took the water bag and drank the water, but neither of them spoke again.

Regarding the concept of practice, we cannot say who is right or wrong, but what is suitable for the individual.

Only when facing life and death can you understand whose Tao is more suitable for survival.

Only those who can survive are correct.

Seeing that the two of them were resting for the time being, it was obvious that they were fighting for the next time, Su Che walked away.

There are taboos in martial arts, and they are not allowed to watch. This is disrespectful and offensive.

"He is suitable for learning swordsmanship." Ye Ziyun glanced at the figure walking outside the mansion and said.

Somehow, Zhou Zijin suddenly felt a little unhappy. Perhaps it was because he had been with Su Che for a long time to determine that the other party was suitable for learning swords, and the person in front of him was so sure that he only met a few times.

They were once the same family and were often together when they were young, but in some things, they could not be relieved by being close to each other.

Zhou Zijin put the towel and took the sword again.

Ye Ziyun chuckled and drew her sword.

...

The morning on Zhuque Street is very lively, today.

There were many people watching outside the censor Yan Cong's mansion, and Su Che squeezed in.

It was the constable of the Ministry of Justice who was taking people, or in other words, raiding the house.

Boxes of gold, silver and antiques were carried out and placed on the carriage. The maids, servants and family members of Yan's mansion were driven out, looking terrible.

"How much are you greedy?"

"That's right, this is the censor, the honest official."

"I didn't expect that Lord Yan, who has always been honest and honest, would be such a person."

"It's really a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a dis

It is sarcastic that there are never a few people watching the fun. Seeing others suffering from disasters seems to have touched their excitement.

How cynical and outstanding you are when you stand at the height of morality.

Su Che clenched his fists and saw Yan Cong wearing shackles. The other party's original straight and gentle face was calm, but his temples were completely white and his waist was no longer so straight.

The other party seemed to see him, but he didn't, and his eyes just glanced over.

Su Che saw Yan Yushu who followed the constable silently.
Chapter completed!