"The father-in-law and the son are all blinded by lard, and they are confused for a while...... And the son took the head guarantee of the item, and the son definitely did not have the intention of framing his father-in-law...... He also asked the father-in-law to forgive his son's momentary confusion. ”

After Yan Song's roar, Zhao Wenhua's hoarse, decadent, and remorseful voice came out of the courtyard.

"Who is your stepfather?! The old man doesn't have this blessing! You go, my Yanfu Temple is small, and I can't accommodate your towering Buddha. The anger in Yan Song's voice did not diminish in the slightest.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law......" Zhao Wenhua cried repeatedly.

"Roll !!"

Yan Song's roar almost pierced the eardrums.

"My lord, let's ...... We..... It's better to go back first, and then come back to say goodbye to the lord later. ”

The maid listened to Yan Song's angry roar from the courtyard, her calves and stomach couldn't be softer anymore, for fear of being harmed by the pond fish, she couldn't help but raise her little face, looked at Zhu Ping'an pitifully, and stammered.

Although Zhu Ping'an was very curious about what happened between Yan Song and Zhao Wenhua, he rationally told himself that the best choice when leaving at this time was that the more he knew in his life, the more dangerous it was.

"Hmm."

Zhu Ping'an nodded lightly.

Seeing Zhu Ping'an nodding in agreement, the two maids breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned around, and left lightly.

However, the more careful she was, the more she made mistakes, and when she turned around, she didn't notice the dead branches on the ground, and the other accidentally stepped on the dead branches, and the branches broke and made a crisp "pop" sound.

Although the "snapping" sound was not loud, it was unusually clear and piercing in this oppressive and silent environment.

At the moment when the "pop" sounded, the maid who stepped on the dead branch looked down and burst into tears......

"Who's out there?"

Soon, almost at the moment when the dead branches were broken, a loud shout of questions came from the courtyard.

Listen to the voice, it is Yan Shifan's voice.

Hearing Yan Shifan's shouting, the two maids outside the door with cats on their waists had pale faces, as if a catastrophe was coming.

"Hehe, Lord Yan, it's me, Zhu Ping'an. I just woke up from alcohol, and I have come to say goodbye to Lord Yan. ”

Zhu Ping'an signaled the two maids to calm down with his eyes, then laughed, took the first step, and walked into the courtyard generously.

The two maids followed Zhu Ping'an tremblingly and also entered the courtyard.

Stepping into the courtyard, everything in the courtyard was reflected in Zhu Ping'an's eyes.

There are bamboos planted in the yard, and in the middle of the bamboo is a study, Yan Song is standing at the door of the study, blowing his beard and glaring, with an angry face, his chest rises and falls violently, and his hand holding the door frame is still trembling with anger.

In front of the door of the study, on the dirt floor, Zhao Wenhua knelt on his knees, kneeling in front of Yan Song, his waist bent like a bow, and his head was on the ground.

Yan Shifan stood beside Yan Song, holding one of Yan Song's arms with both hands, and looked at Zhu Ping'an.

"Xiaguan Zhu Ping'an, I have seen the elder of the pavilion, and I have seen Lord Yan...... Ever seen...... Lord Zhao. ”

Zhu Ping'an walked into the courtyard, and after bowing to Yan Song and Yan Shifan, after hesitating for a while, he also saluted Zhao Wenhua, who was kneeling on the ground.

Zhao Wenhua, who was kneeling on the ground, still kept his head grabbing the ground and was silent.

"Well, it's thick." Yan Song nodded.

"Oh, it's thick." Yan Shifan also nodded, and then asked again, "You are sober." ”

"Well, Ping An has just woken up, and it's not too early to see the time, so I asked the maid of your mansion to lead the way and come to bid farewell to the lord." Zhu Ping'an replied honestly.

After finishing speaking, Zhu Ping'an glanced at Zhao Wenhua who was kneeling on the ground again, the courtyard has come in, and he can't turn a blind eye.

So, Zhu Ping'an made a puzzled face, with concern and relief, and asked Yan Song: "Ping'an doesn't know what happened, but the elder of the pavilion still asks for anger, don't be angry, I'm afraid there is no misunderstanding in the middle." ”

Persuasion.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Zhu Ping'an's tone was still inclined to persuade peace, because Zhu Ping'an knew history.

Historically, until the last period of Zhao Wenhua's life, when Emperor Jiajing offended Emperor Jiajing because Xiyuan built a new pavilion, and Emperor Jiajing wanted to condemn Zhao Wenhua, Yan Song helped Zhao Wenhua wipe his ass and cover it up.

Therefore, during the intervening period, no matter what conflict happened between Zhao Wenhua and Yan Song, in the end, they would turn their rivalry into jade silk and continue to join forces.

Choosing persuasion is the best choice.

After the two of them turned their rivalry into jade silk, they thought of the scene of their persuasion of peace, how could they add some points.

This is a quarrel and divorce with two people, and you are asked to judge as a friend, and you will persuade you to divorce if you go up. It's okay if people really leave, but what if they reconcile after a few days of quarreling. You said that you, a friend, will leave a certain image in the minds of the two of them, "Heh, what kind of friend, he actually persuaded us to divorce, he just can't see us...... okay" This level of complaining is light, and even hatred is possible.

What's more, Zhu Ping'an also knows that Yan Song and Zhao Wenhua will still be filial piety and filial piety in the future.

At this time, persuasion and peace may be a little unpleasant to Yan Song at that time, but in the long run, it will definitely be beneficial and harmless.

"Misunderstanding?!"

When Yan Song heard this, he looked at Zhu Ping'an, shook his head vigorously, and said with an injured look: "Zihou, you don't know the inside story."

Zhao Wenhua, who was kneeling on the side and putting his head on the ground, listened to Zhu Ping'an's words, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, walked a few steps to Yan Song's feet, hugged Yan Song's thighs with both hands, and cried and begged for mercy: "Yes, misunderstanding, father-in-law, Zihou is right, this is a misunderstanding......

At this time, Zhu Ping'an was able to persuade peace, and Zhao Wenhua couldn't help but feel a little more grateful to Zhu Ping'an in his heart.

"Misunderstanding?!"

Listening to Zhao Wenhua's words, Yan Song sneered, became even more angry, and regardless of his old body, he kicked Zhao Wenhua away with a force, "Zihou doesn't know the inside story, and he can also say that he misunderstood." But Meicun, you, what kind of cheek do you have to shout misunderstanding! ”

"Father-in-law, it's really a misunderstanding. The righteous father treats his son like a mountain, how can the son frame the righteous father. ”

After Zhao Wenhua was kicked down by Yan Song, he got up again, knelt at Yan Song's feet, hugged Yan Song's thighs and cried.

"Misunderstanding?!"

Yan Song kicked Zhao Wenhua away again, then took out a bright yellow oracle from his arms, slammed it on Zhao Wenhua's face, and roared angrily: "Then you explain to the old man this edict of the Holy Master!! ”

The bright yellow oracle smashed on Zhao Wenhua's face, fell to the ground, rolled at Zhu Ping'an's feet, and spread out.

The font on it is clearly visible: "Such a human immortal wine, elixir and jade liquid, why don't you let the widow enjoy it?" ”

Although there is no jade seal mark on it, Zhu Ping'an recognized it at a glance, this is the font of Emperor Jiajing.