Even so, Master Yan Er was still sick with frost.

Most of the good clothes he brought from the south were sent to the pawn shop. Now the half-old cotton robe was bought from the appraisal store. It looked quite neat, but when he looked carefully, the cotton inside was no longer warm.

Most men do not have the habit of bringing veils casually, not to mention that since they sold the house in Luogu Hutong, no one has taken care of Yan Zhaoshi's daily life.

Yan Zhaoshi had no veil and didn't want to apply it on his clothes, so he had to drag two snots into the White Bird Temple.

Of course, Pearl did not describe these details to Yan Xuehuai.

Don’t look at the separation between parents, Master Yan Er will always be Yan Xuehuai’s biological father.

Only Master Yan Er refused to recognize this daughter, but Yan Xuehuai had to recognize this father.

That's what Pearl thought. He grew up in the royal palace since he was a child. He knew what he should say and what he should not say.

Fortunately, Yan Jingguang was not dead, and one leg and two ribs were broken.

If he has relatives like him, the White Bird Temple will not be kept. The legs and ribs are already connected, so they can only be kept slowly. They also gave medicine to the wounded, and the two young Taoists asked Yan Zhaoshi to take the man away.

"You ask someone to help and carry the person away. He has injuries on his body and cannot carry him on his back."

Let’s not talk about whether we can find someone to help, but where to carry it?

Return to the board market?

Besides, Yan Jingguang cannot go to the ground or work. Do you still expect the Yan family to serve him?

If it were before, Yan Zhaoshi would have taken the person away without hesitation.

This is his nephew. Although he is not as popular as Yan Jingxiu, this is the blood of the old Yan family and he is a male.

But now, Yan Zhaoshi dare not think so.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say a lot of good things, and to leave Yan Jingguang in the White Bird Temple.

The Taoists kept shook their heads: "We are not a good hall here. The master told the government officials early in the morning that it is okay to help treat the disease and collect the corpse, but they just cannot take refuge in refugees here."

It is not the ruthless Taoist priests in the White Bird Temple. Now, no one knows whether the poor people who are taken in will become demons who kill and seize their births in a blink of an eye.

Yan Zhaoshi said all the good things, and Bainiao Temple did not agree to leave anyone behind.

The Taoists found a broken door panel and helped carry Yan Jingguang out of the mountain gate, and then left without looking back.

Yan Zhaoshi looked at Yan Jingguang, who was unable to move and was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, and sighed deeply.

Yan Jingguang broke his ribs and felt sore even if he was panting, he couldn't speak, so he could only cry silently.

Pearl hiding in the dark couldn't help it anymore. If the uncle and nephew sat here for a day, he would have to accompany him, which wouldn't work.

So Pearl walked over and asked, "Are you going to carry the person away? Do you need help?"

Yan Zhaoshi was overjoyed, but touched his pocket and only had the last tael of silver on his body.

He suddenly remembered that he used two taels of silver to open a room in the inn yesterday, but they were kicked out by the inn. The inn did not refund the money. No, that was because he left early, but the Yan family was still there. With the smartness of his elder brother and third brother, as soon as he left, they would go to the inn to get the two taels of silver back.

Can the Yan family do such a thing?

If it were before, Yan Zhaoshi would have said it was impossible, but now, he believes that one hundred and ten thousand, they will!

He took out the pitiful one tael of silver and said to Zhenzhu: "Thank you, brother, this money is not much, but I can't take more. Please help me carry it to Shantang."

Although it is embarrassing that the uncle sent his nephew to Shantang, it is also the most suitable place that Yan Zhaoshi could come up with.

Yan Zhaoshi didn't know where Shantang was, but Zhenzhu knew that in order to make Qi Ye safe in Xinjing, they all knew everything about the streets, alleys and corners of Xinjing.

Pearl confiscated the one or two taels of silver. He helped Yan Zhaoshi carry Yan Jingguang to Shantang. Shantang saw that Yan Jingguang was sent by his relatives and was already fifteen or sixteen years old. At first, he refused to take him in. It was Pearl who helped him tell Xiang that Shantang reluctantly accepted the person.

After coming out of Shantang, Pearl said goodbye to Yan Zhaoshi, but did not go far, and followed quietly behind as before.

The skill of Pearl tracking was trained as a scout, and he had his own set of methods. Yan Zhaoshi and a scholar were unaware of it.

"I saw Mr. Yan Er go to the back door of Ye Cifu's house, and it was obviously going to find someone. At first I thought he was looking for Ye Cifu or Ye Sheng, but soon a person came out of it. The man spoke loudly, and I was not far away, and I heard it all." said Zhenzhu.

"What did that person say?" Yan Xuehuai asked curiously.

"The man said that Wang Fang was no longer in the mansion a few months ago. As for his affairs outside the mansion, it has nothing to do with the Ye Mansion."

Guessing that Yan Xuehuai might not know who Wang Fang was, Pearl added: "Wang Fang used to be a Qingke in Ye's Mansion, but was not an aide. Later, the Chief Taoist Master lost power, and Ye Cifu was expected to be promoted to Chief Auxiliary. Maybe he didn't want to be dirty, so he dismissed all the Qingkes in the mansion. Wang Fang left at that time."

Yan Xuehuai's mind was spinning quickly, hesitating for a moment, and asked, "Master Yan Er shouldn't be entrusted to his relationship with this Wang Fang, right?"

Is there such a stupid person?

A Qingke accompanied Dongweng to talk about poetry and painting. In front of a politician like Ye Di, Qingke wanted to become an aide unless he was Dongfang Shuo.

Zhenzhu was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know why he was embarrassed. In short, Yan Xuehuai gave him the feeling that Yan Zhaoshi was his Zhenzhu's father.

Zhenzhu had to bite the bullet and said, "Later I checked and found that he was not the first to come to find Wang Fang like Master Yan Er. Two scholars came to him before. Wang Fang promised to help them introduce him to Ye Di and took their property. For this reason, the Ye family was also looking for Wang Fang. I think Master Yan Er should have been deceived by Wang Fang like those two people."

Of course, Zhenzhu would not tell Yan Xuehuai that they had an insider in the Ye family. Well, it was not about Qi Ye’s business, it was arranged by Lu Jinxing.

This is what the insider told him.

Yan Xuehuai...

Dong Wanqian, who had been lying on the road, could no longer help it. She laughed and pointed at Yan Xuehuai and said, "Yan Huaishui, is that old white face really your real father? Hahaha, why are you so stupid? Hahaha, my father is not so stupid."

Pearl: What did he hear? Yan Huaishui? Master Qi, I really didn't expect to hear it. I was careless, really careless.

Yan Xuehuai rolled her eyes. If she was angry about this, she would have made Dong Da Siu to death.
Chapter completed!