Chapter 39： eccentric (1/2)
Mingguang Base City, Shangcheng District, Xue's old house.
As the top clan in the base city, the Xue family's old house is obviously too crude.
There are only three wooden attic buildings with three floors and broken roof tiles.
Among the three attic buildings, there is a small pond, and a rough old locust tree slanted by the pond.
The fluffy tree canopy has many branches and branches, and it is obvious that it has not been pruned, and the scattered leaves are all gray and white.
Everything here seems to be out of step with the drunken Shangcheng district.
Dilapidated, depressed.
Under the tree, there was a chessboard on the locust wood tea table, and Xue Mingfang accompanied his father to drink tea quietly.
”Ming Fang.”
”Yes.” Xue Mingfang put aside his teacup and waited for his father's question.
The skinny old man seemed to be able to be blown away by a gust of wind at any time. At this moment, he was squinting his eyes and enjoying the shade. ”Why didn't Zhengyang come today?”
Xue Mingfang said, ”Dad, didn't Zhengyang just be here yesterday?”
”Oh?” Xue Zhen rubbed his temples, ”Confused, old, no one talks with the old man for a few rounds, time is very slow.”
Xue Mingfang smiled elegantly, ”Dad, don't make my mind. You know, I am not born to play chess. In your hand, I have never made more than forty moves.”
”Or, I will let you six sons?” The old man came in interest.
Xue Ming let go, ”Then you can give me the chessboard too!”
”Master! It's not good... Master, Second Master!”
Xue Zhen stood up tremblingly, with both hands behind, the old servant who hurriedly shut up immediately.
”Take me there!” Xue Zhen lowered his gaze and said calmly.
In one of the attic, two female guards wearing hooded and black robes were shaking and kneeling by the door, while Xue Mingyang was lying on a small bed in the house unconsciously. The white gown had become a dark red color and smelled of blood. Tangy.
”what happened?”
The old servant lowered his voice, ”The second young master said in the morning that he was going to have a look outside the city. It was like this when he came back.”
”Say!” Xue Ming took a step forward and looked down at Xue Mingyang's guard.
”Yes, it is the owner of the Lin Family Doomsday Xiaoguan! A young man! He poisoned the young master!”
Xue Ming shook his fingertips and looked at his father.
”Ge Wu, take her down.”
”Yes.” The gray-clothed old servant responded.
”follow me!”
The female guard suddenly panicked and screamed, ”No, no, I'm telling the truth!! I didn't lie! I won't go! I won't go!!!”
Xue Zhen was unmoved.
The female guard opened her hood, revealing a gorgeous face, but a thin, narrow white scar from her forehead to her left face destroyed this beauty.
The female guard looked at Xue Mingfang with horror, and begged, ”Uncle, uncle, save me, I really didn't lie!”
Kneeling on the ground violently hugged Xue Mingfang's legs, firmly grasping his pants, ”Uncle, help me, please look at...”
The female guard's eyes were tearful, the pear blossoms were raining, and Xue Mingfang couldn't help but think that at that time the two had been entwined with each other, and the love was deep...
No way!
Xue Mingfang glanced at his father from the corner of his eye, his eyes wide open, like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture.