novelhk Chapter 397 Yes!
Chapter 397 Yes!
"Ah, where are you going?" asked Aratake Ichito.
"Go out and get some fresh air. I'll be back in the evening. Please help me look after dad."
Xiao Gong left without looking back.
"What's wrong with her?" Kamisato Ayaka was puzzled.
Arata Ichito shrugged, "I don't know, let her be."
"Ahem, dear son-in-law, what happened just now?"
Ryunosuke walked out with a kind look on his face.
Arata Ichito was speechless, "Uncle Long, what new title have you given me?"
.........
Xiao Gong walked down the street with an expressionless face, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into the flesh.
She felt an inexplicable irritation, which filled her body and mind like a fire, and every cell in her body was transmitting the emotion of venting.
She quietly walked to an empty alley, shadows covering her entire face, and her devilish mumblings echoed in the air.
"That guy Yidou is a bastard. He has no sense of propriety and is sharp-tongued with no emotional intelligence. He does things without thinking about anything else and doesn't care about the consequences. He even ate the fruit directly for me..."
"He's still a bad person. He has no respect for life and likes to cheat his friends. This kind of guy is really not likable at all..."
"But...but..."
As if a switch had been touched, Xiao Gong covered his face with both hands, and his sharp nails scratched it bit by bit, and the sound became more crazy and extreme.
"But... he is my friend, we used to get along very well..."
"Not only Ichito... but also Linghua, Leihu, Manye... they are all my friends..."
"Why do you have to bully them? My friends are all good people. They didn't do anything. Why..."
"Since you want to bully my friends, I will also completely destroy you..."
There were a few shallow bloodstains on her face, but she didn't care. She wiped her face and walked out of the alley.
The sunlight shone on her face, reflecting no warmth at all, only coldness.
As if realizing that this was inappropriate, Xiao Gong slapped his face, and his stiff expression turned into his usual bright smile.
She took a few steps forward, caught up with a passerby, and said with a polite smile, "Hello sir, do you know where Qingpu Village is?"
.........
Masano returned to Qingpu Village, the hometown where he was raised.
I have to say, the efficiency is really high. The patient was injured in the morning, rescued at noon, and sent back in the afternoon.
The two shogunate soldiers who escorted him back happened to be two of the more than thirty people who surrounded Arata Ito in the morning.
The look he gave him was inevitably filled with resentment, and his escort was extremely perfunctory. He just dropped him off at the village gate and then left on his own.
In fact, according to the normal process, he didn't need to come back. At least he could recover from his injuries in Inazuma Castle, receive compensation and then go home to relax.
But among those 30-odd people, several of them were children of aristocrats. Although they were not as good as the Three Magistrates, they were still among the upper class of the entire Inazuma.
Originally they were just trying to get by, so if they had a chance to gain some military merit, everyone would be happy.
But because of Zhengye, he didn't get any benefits, and his life and property only had one month left. Who could bear this? !
So in this situation, Zhengye skipped most of the process and went home to retire.
If it weren't for General Kujo holding him back, Masano might have died right after the rescue efforts failed.
Zhengye sat in a wheelchair, his face full of grief and anger.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, a woman who came out to wash clothes found and recognized him.
He quickly pushed the wheelchair to the home of the current village chief.
"Village chief! Village chief! Something big has happened, Zhengye is back!" the woman shouted, her voice revealing a hint of panic.
The village chief slowly walked out of the room. He was a middle-aged man with black hair mixed with strands of silver and several wrinkles all over his face. He looked a little older than his peers.
"What happened? Yelling and yelling."
As soon as the village chief stepped out of the door, he was stunned when he saw the miserable condition of his son and stood there in a daze.
"Dad..." Zhengye called out hoarsely.
The village chief finally came to his senses and ran over anxiously, "Zhengye? Is that you? How did you get hurt like this?!"
He brushed his rough fingers across the intact half of Zhengye's face. Looking at the image of his son sitting in a wheelchair with his face wrapped in bandages, his heart ached and tears streamed down his face.
"Who... who is so cruel and murderous?!"
"It was...it was that red devil! Dad, he was the one who beat me!"
Zhengye shouted in grievance.
Upon hearing this, the village chief's mind immediately recalled that more than ten years ago, the previous village chief, who was also his father, ignored the advice and kept the red ghost mother and son.
He stamped his feet repeatedly, tears streaming down his face, "What a sin! Old man! Did you see that? The evil offspring you adopted is now here to claim the debt from your descendants!!"
"I've said it before! You can't accept them! There will be endless troubles! You insisted on having your own way, and now even your grandson has fallen into his hands!"
"Old man! You are confused!"
After venting his emotions, he quickly asked Zhengye about his health, "Zhengye, I'll push you into the house. Don't catch a cold. You should take good care of your injuries first, and we'll talk about the future later."
Having said that, he hurriedly walked into the house.
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"So...you came here to ask me to remove the marks from your young masters?"
Aratake Ichito sat on a chair, crossed his legs, holding a half-peeled orange in his hand, and raised his eyebrows to ask the people standing in front of him.
The man standing in the front bowed first, with a humble smile on his face, "Mr. Arotaki, my name is Kiyosuke Harahira, and I am here to discuss the matter of Master Shinsuke and others."
"It seems like there are quite a lot of scoundrels in the army." Aratake Ito stuffed an orange slice into his mouth and said with emotion.
Qingjie Yuanping's expression did not change at all, and his smile was still humble. "What you are teaching is that the young master and his men were indeed impolite before and made the rash move of drawing their swords against you. The head of the family said that you can punish them as you wish, but just ask that the young master be spared."
Arata Ichito said nothing and just kept eating oranges.
"In addition, the patriarch also said that as an apology for the young master's attack on you, if you want anything in the future, the patriarch's servants will serve you wholeheartedly without any complaints!"
The people behind him also noticed something and hurriedly bowed to express their gratitude.
"The same is true of what my master proposed. If you need me, just follow my orders!"
"It's the same for me!"
Qingjie Yuanping knelt directly on the spot and continued, "I know that the forces behind us are nothing but a mob to a strong man like you, and are not worthy of your attention."
"But there are some things that are exactly what a mob like us need to do. I beg you to give us this opportunity."
After he finished speaking, he knocked his head heavily to the ground.
Aradaki Ichito finally took action.
"Oh my, you guys are so smart, I don't know what to do."
He pretended to be distressed and said, "Originally, I thought you would threaten me and do something to me."
"How dare I." Qingjie Yuanping didn't look up.
"Okay, I agree. I also have something for you to do."
"You said that you must do your best to complete it."
Qingjie Yuanping's tone was sonorous and powerful.
Ara Taki Ichito's mouth showed a cruel and elegant smile, "Kill that Zhengye from this morning and his father for me, can you do it?"
Qingjie Yuanping raised his head and uttered only one word, "Yes!"