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148 Aspiration(1/2)

Gu Yuan was a worker in the palace last night and rushed back from the palace this morning. As soon as he returned to the palace, he learned from his servant Wutong that Gu Yanfei was punished by the grandmother to kneel on the ancestral hall.

Although my sister is smart and has not suffered any losses, over the past two months, the lady has targeted her sister again and again, which is simply too much.

Gu Yuan looked at Mrs. Gu's eyes as cold as ice, and as determined as a sword.

The entire front hall was silent, and everyone else was looking at the grandparents and grandchildren in silence.

Gu Jian frowned and said high above in the tone of an elder: "Brother Yuan, today is a big day to worship ancestors. Don't be stingy or mess around!"

"Elders do everything for your own good!"

He looked earnest and earnest.

Gu Yuan raised his sword eyebrows slightly, his eyes were distant, and Liangliang said, "It's better for the marquis to do tamper with the bowstrings?"

What does it mean?! Most of the other Gu family members present didn't know about this and couldn't help looking at each other.

"..." Gu Jian's face turned slightly blue and his speech was a little stuck.

He wanted to say that Gu Yuan had misunderstood and wanted to vaguely evade the matter, but saw Gu Yuan greeting with a smile: "Mr. Marquis, are your arms ready?"

While speaking, Gu Yuan's eyes turned meaningfully on Gu Jian's wounded arm, attracting the eyes of others.

Immediately, someone remembered that the reason why Gu Jian's right arm was injured seemed to be caused by the broken string of the rhinoceros horn bow. But judging from the meaning revealed in Gu Yuan's current words, isn't this an "accident"?

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes became meaningful and each had their own guesses.

"..." Gu Jian felt that their eyes were like thorns, and his face darkened three times, and he felt a slight pain from his right shoulder to his right arm.

Of course not good!

Now his wounded arm is fixed in a cast and his right forearm is hung on his chest with a bandage. His appearance is equivalent to writing the words "I am an injury" on his body. Anyone can tell that his injury has not healed.

This kid Gu Yuan was asking questions knowingly!

The more Gu Jian thought about it, the more he became unhappy he felt. He couldn't help but think more and more. He repeatedly chewed Gu Yuan's words, feeling that the needles were hidden in the cotton. Gu Yuan was clearly mocking him as he deserved it.

In the past, Gu Yuan did not dare to be so rude to his uncle. This kid relied on his current pride in Luanyiwei and was so proud of his youth!

Gu Jian gritted his teeth secretly, pretended to be Dingyuan Hou, raised his voice and shouted: "Brother Yuan, you are so unruly and disobeying your elders. Do you believe me or not? I will refer to your book..."

As he spoke, Gu Jian was somewhat angry and embarrassed. In front of his two sisters and a group of juniors, he was ridiculed by his nephew so much that he really felt that he was blind.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mrs. Gu’s cold voice:

"Enough."

Mrs. Gu's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it was loud and loud. At the same time, she gave Gu Jian a wink and signaled him not to talk nonsense.

Gu Jian had no choice but to close his mouth awkwardly, feeling not convinced.

Gu Yuan ignored the lawsuit between the mother and son. He casually dusted the dust on his shoulders that did not exist at all, and a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his lips, sighing:

"Madam, Marquis, it's such a big style. One wants to send his granddaughter to the temple, and the other wants to write a book about his nephew..."

"Sister, aren't you scared?" Gu Yuan turned his head seriously to look at Gu Yanfei, and took out a new veil for her, "Don't be afraid, there's an older brother."

Gu Yanfei took the handkerchief handed by Gu Yuan in a very good manner, wiped the corners of his eyes in a pretentious manner, and nodded straight: "I'm not afraid of having my brother here."

Her voice was crisp and she looked so well-behaved.

Gu Yuan was very helpful to this and rubbed her soft hair.

Mrs. Gu's mouth twitched, and she glanced back and forth between Gu Yanfei and Gu Yunzhen.

She could smell the smell of alcohol on these two girls so far away. I guess she drank a lot this night. Gu Yanfei was almost lawless and had the nerve to say "fear"!

This brother and sister are clearly taking advantage of the problem!

Gu Yanfei had no intention of covering up the smell of wine. He continued to wipe away the insignificant tears in the corners of his eyes with a veil, as if he was wearing a sachet with a special smell.

The vestige fell into a dead silence and a surging tide.

Looking at Gu Yuan and Gu Yanfei in front of him, Mrs. Gu's eyes became deeper little by little, and she held the string of Buddhist beads tightly in one hand.

Before the emperor won the title of the pen, the Ministry of War sent the Hou Mansion to the Hou Mansion, saying that Gu Jian was injured in his hand and could not take up his original position, so he was transferred from the deputy governor of the Zuoye Army to the Left-Back Office.

Although the grade has not changed, the Zuoye Army is one of the five military camps, while the left-behind department only protects the imperial tomb and has no real power at all. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "cold bench".

For this order, Mrs. Gu has been upset for several days.

If this continues, the Marquis' Mansion will continue to decline and become a declining Marquis' Mansion with only titles but no real power.

Now only Gu Yuan’s job in Luanyiwei is worthy of the table, which has supported the last layer of face for the Hou Mansion.

At this time, we must not separate the family, and we must not make the scene uncontrollable.

The silence lasted for too long, so long that others subconsciously held their breath and felt a kind of depression before the storm.

The eldest house was suppressed for eight years. Now with Gu Yuan's rise, the pattern of the Marquis' Mansion seems to have changed.

Finally, Mrs. Gu took the lead in breaking the silence: "Brother Yuan, what do you want?"

She asked word by word, her voice calm and her words were clear, which made people feel stressed.

"Splitting the family." Gu Yuan said coldly.

"Impossible." Mrs. Gu opposed without saying a word, and her firm tone was unquestionable.

This is her bottom line!

Gu Yuan looked directly at Mrs. Gu without hesitation, his pupils were as quiet and cold as the frozen lake.

His attitude of not increasing the salt made Mrs. Gu feel a little confused: Gu Yuan has always been stubborn and stubborn.

So Mrs. Gu lowered her figure and angrily advised: "Brother Yuan, your parents are gone, but I am still here."

"There is no separation of families in my parents. This is a principle that will last forever. It is not like this in any household in the capital."

"How can you and your second sister start their own business if you are not as tall as the crown, the other is not as tall as the head, and the other is not as old as the adults!"

Gu Yuan's eyes were cold, but his eyes remained motionless. He remembered the teachings he taught when he was alive.

At that time, Dad asked him: "Brother Yuan, what would you do if you want to find someone who doesn't like you and ask for a sword?"

He waved his fist and said, "Beat him."

Dad laughed and said, "What if I can't beat him up?"

When he frowned and thought hard, his father smiled and taught him: "You just open your mouth and put all the other party's weapons over, and then bargain step by step. Do you understand?"

At that time, Gu Yuan was only four or five years old, and he didn't understand.

And now Gu Yuan already understands it.

Gu Yuan raised his chin slightly, outlining a cold curve, as if he was pondering. This time he slowly said: "It's okay not to separate the family."

"Then let the grandma and the marquis leave the matter behind the scenes of the family."

"My sister's marriage will be decided by me, my elder brother, so as not to let the too lady decide my sister out for some messy people."

Gu Yanfei was slightly stunned.

She didn't expect that the elder brother made this happen just for her.

Marriage matters are related to the fate of parents. When the eldest wife loses her father and mother, it is logical that the Grandma is indeed qualified to decide her marriage.

Although for Gu Yanfei, if she didn't want to, no one in the world could barely force her.

However, the elder brother's consideration for her every detail still made her heart warm and sweet, as if she had drunk sweet sugar water.

Mrs. Gu slowly looked away and suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

The hall became quiet again, and the needles could be heard.

After careful consideration, Mrs. Gu barely squeezed out a word from her teeth: "Okay."

"I promise you."

She finally nodded with difficulty, feeling uncomfortable, as if something had left her palm.

She doesn't like it.

Gu Jian widened his eyes and wanted to object intuitively, but he was afraid of Mrs. Gu, so he shut his mouth and his face was as deep as water.

Gu Yuan snapped his fingers loudly: "It's no point to say anything, then please ask the Grandmaster to write a letter and sign and seal it."

The word "nonsense" has reached Mrs. Gu's lips, but she still bit her tongue hard and swallowed it.

Gu Yuan didn't care about Mrs. Gu's reaction at all. Wutong, the servant who greeted him, took silk paper and pen and ink, and placed it on a large table of red sandalwood.

"Madam, please." Gu Yuan reached out to Madam Gu to make a letter of invitation and asked her to write a letter.

Mrs. Gu didn't like this feeling of being forced, and she wanted to leave, but she had already given up to this point and could not fail at this time.

She is now like the arrow on the string and has to be fired.

The sycamore beside the trees quickly ground the ink, and a faint ink fragrance mixed into the surrounding sandalwood and candle scent.

Mrs. Gu swallowed her saliva, slowly walked to the table, slowly picked up the wolf brush and wrote it.

Looking at her stiff back, everyone else was stunned.

No one expected that things would develop in this direction.
To be continued...
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