Chapter 166: carry out

"It was the young master who gave Deng Lin a place to live and live, and Deng Lin was willing to help the young master." Deng Lin lowered his eyes.
When he came to this unfamiliar place alone, the money bag was stolen and no one was reliable. At that time, he was really desperate.
Deng Lin is self-reliant on his literary talents and is proficient in history books. No one in the world can compare with him. Who would have thought that he, who has always been arrogant, would actually end up as a beggar and suffer the humiliation and bullying of other beggars.
If it weren't for the young master to make a living and take him in Fan's house, now I don't know how ruined it will be, and maybe he wouldn't even have a face to see people.
But the beautiful woman in her heart has no destiny after all.
He worked hard to study, hoping to one day be among the top three in high school and have the ability and identity to marry his beloved, but he doesn't need it now.
There is no one you love to accompany you to enjoy the boundless wealth, even if you are in a high position or alone.
"Brother Deng, the homework I will assign has been completed." A four or five-year-old boy ran over excitedly, his face still a little sweaty because of running too fast.
There was a touch of joy on the young boy's frail face, he held the little boy in his arms, stroked his hair and said: "When you are done, let's play. If you don't understand the words or don't understand, you can ask Brother Deng."
The little boy nodded obediently, came out of the boy’s arms, ran to Deng Lin’s side, rubbed his head against his thigh: "Brother Deng, please accompany me to play in the afternoon. Third brother is always so busy, second brother and The fourth elder sister ran when I saw me, as if I didn't want to see you. Fortunately, you are here, Brother Deng, I only have you, so you promise me! You promise me!"
Deng Lin looked at the boy, who nodded with a smile.
Deng Lin also laughed, and petted the little boy's head: "Okay, then Big Brother Deng will play with Young Master Five in the afternoon. Where do you want to go?"
"I want to fly a kite. The little girl in Wei's family has a kite that her sister bought for her. It looks like a butterfly, but it's pretty. I want to fly a kite." The little boy's face was full of longing.
That girl from Wei's family is too hateful. She doesn't let him play if she has a kite, and he will have a kite soon.
"How about I personally make a kite for you? What kind of kite do you want?" Deng Lin asked.
"Her is a butterfly, I want an eagle, I want to fly higher than her." The little boy raised his head and said unconvinced.
Deng Lin couldn't help but touched his head again.
Thoughts are flying, kid! He used to fly a kite with someone before, the high-flying kite, the crisp and sweet, the sound like a jade and silver bell, the turquoise figure...
At that time, they didn't know what feelings are. They only knew that they were very happy together. If only they could stay together forever.
At that time, he was brave and bold, thinking that as long as they persisted, they could really be together, but until his persistence killed his mother and made Qin'er unable to advance or retreat, he knew that sometimes blindly persisting might be wrong. .
The two of them are so different in their identities, one is a young lady, and the other is a poor scholar. What else does he have except some decent literary talents and books he has read?
She and the prince are the right ones. To others, he is a high climber, right?
That's good, he has something to do every day, he doesn't have to worry about food and clothes anymore, he is content.
The teenager also bent his mouth, his eyes dimmed, and he looked at the little boy tenderly, Weier, my brother is running out of time, and there are fewer and fewer days to be with you to help you, and I will rely on you in the future. I confronted my second brother.
As long as he is in one day, he will not let the second child regain the family's inheritance rights.
...
After listening to Huzi's report, the prince didn't recover for a long time, and tapped his fingers on the desktop unconsciously.
"Young Master?" Huzi stood by, shouting worriedly.
The prince said, "Pour me a cup of tea!"
"Yes."
Huzi nodded, and poured a cup of green tea made by the maidservant next to Prince Wang: "Master, please have tea!"
"Miss Qin's family is fine now?" Prince Wang asked slightly, raising his head.
"Yes, I heard that Miss Qin's family suddenly ran out last night, and was later found rescued, and then she was fine. I heard that I went to Yamen to surrender early this morning." Huzi said honestly.
I am also very puzzled. If the young master wants him to inquire, others will give him ten taels of silver, and he will not go to the streets and alleys to ask alone.
It's better to be a handyman. He is honest and can't talk, communicate, and ask questions is really not suitable for him.
"Which drama is this? After the last visit, this son has confirmed that Miss Qin's family is really crazy, and suddenly it's all right. An anecdote, really an anecdote!" The Prince said with a frown. , Puzzling.
I feel very wrong in my heart. This series of things is just like a story told by a storyteller, which is a bit...untrue.
that's true! The person is crazy and healed suddenly, and then he was better. He even went to the county office to surrender. Is this person a brain problem?
After a pause, he said, "Tell this son, why did Miss Qin surrender? What is the relationship between those killed and her?"
"Back to the young master, Miss Qin said that she was the murderer, and those who were killed in the Qin and Wang families were all her hands." Huzi hesitated for a moment, glanced at the rare face of the solemn Prince, and bowed his head. Said.
"She is the murderer?" The Prince Wang was surprised, shaking his hand, and the tea cup fell to the ground with a clear sound, and then he laughed: "She will be the murderer? That's the hell. She has always been fair and honest. The magistrate of Rushen investigated for more than a month without finding any clues. If she is really a murderer, then I am a in the sky."
Others don't know, but he knows that Ms. Qin Jia, who has been raised in a deep boudoir since childhood, can push her to the place with a gentle push from a slightly strong person.
The maid waiting outside the door heard the noise inside, came in and cleaned up the debris on the ground, and met the prince again and replaced it with a new tea cup.
This episode didn't seem to affect the conversation between the two at all.
"It's true, Master." Huzi said anxiously: "Miss Qin said that she was only killed by a ghost, and that ghost would become her own appearance. It will automatically grow into sharp claws that are several feet long. It is really scary to hear what Miss Qin Jia describes. No wonder the people who were killed were so terrible."