Chapter 288 Seeking death and survival
After leaving the house and arriving at Xia Zihan's yard, Princess Qinghui said, "My brother Wang has to ask you to take care of him for a while. The mother and concubine did not spread the news about brother Wang's injury. What the mother and concubine meant was to let you take care of me for a while." Brother Wang, take care of yourself here and then go home.”
"Well, I understand. You go back and tell the second princess that I will take good care of the young prince so that she can rest assured."
Since she has asked for three favors from Ao Tianchen, she will take good care of Ao Tianchen and make him feel that it is worth the money.
Princess Qinghui didn't think much about it. Seeing Xia Zihan's willingness to agree, she was moved. "Thank you for having you, otherwise, my mother and concubine would have collapsed from exhaustion this time."
Then a pair of Bambi eyes stared at her, "Chu Yu, will you teach me martial arts?"
Originally, she had two powerful maids by her side, who were specially invited by her father to protect her, but they were all killed by the refugee killers last time.
After the last incident, she also understood one thing. No matter how many people protect you, they are not as strong as being able to protect yourself.
Like Chu Yu, who is so powerful that one person can defeat five or six refugee killers. If she had been as powerful as Chu Yu at that time, maybe Brother Wang would not have been injured, right?
Xia Zihan looked her up and down, "Practicing martial arts is very hard, so you can't give up halfway. Have you thought about it, do you really want to practice martial arts?"
"Don't worry, I can endure hardship."
Princess Qinghui slapped her chest and swore.
Xia Zihan thought for a while and then said, "My grandmother is old and there are many things going on in the house. I can't leave. How about this. I'll let Chu Cong go to your house to teach you for a while."
"Don't worry, I know everything Chu Cong can do. We were taught by the same master." Xia Zihan added.
Princess Qinghui was about to refuse, but when she heard what Xia Zihan said, she nodded in agreement, "Okay then." Since they are from the same master, Chu Cong can also be regarded as Chu Yu's senior sister, not half of the maids. Really?
Xia Zihan summoned Chu Cong and told the matter. Although Chu Cong was a little reluctant, she could not refute the master's order. When Princess Qinghui returned in the afternoon, Chu Cong followed her to the Second Prince's Mansion.
Ao Tianchen stayed in Chu's house to recuperate, and the Chu family gradually got over the nightmare that night and gradually returned to the peaceful and warm life of the past.
At this moment, the Chu family is in misery and mist.
After Mr. Chu learned that his youngest son was dead, he hurried to Chu's house. What he saw was a shocking corpse covered in stab wounds and bloody flesh.
Mrs. Chu took one look and was so frightened that she fainted.
Chu Jingxiu and Chu Jinglan were frightened after taking one look. They haven't come back to their senses yet. They are dumbfounded. If anyone touches them, they will scream desperately, as if they were touched by a ghost.
Chu Jingwen was neither scared to death nor fainted, but he was too scared to get close.
Chu Haoyu's whole body was chopped into pieces by the refugees. It was so shocking and intrusive that no one alive in the Chu family dared to take a step closer.
Even Mr. Chu didn't dare to take a second look after taking one look.
And just that one look was enough to make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.
Although the younger son was a bastard, he was still of his blood. If he hadn't beaten him too hard with the whip, he wouldn't have had the strength to hide when the refugees came.
The younger son was indirectly killed by him.
Mr. Chu was in tears, heartbroken and regretful.
When his youngest son died, there was always a funeral. After Mr. Chu shed a few tears, he ordered the steward he brought to prepare for the funeral.
Go buy a coffin.
"Old man, all the coffin shops on the street are out of stock..."
So many people died and there were not enough coffins to sell.
Mr. Chu had no choice but to take out the coffin he had prepared for himself a few years ago and give it to Chu Haoyu.
With trembling hands, several elders put Chu Haoyu's body, which looked like meat paste, into a basin and washed it. They washed seven or eight large basins of blood. After washing it, they could really see Chu Haoyu's body clearly.
The whole body was torn apart. In addition to the previous whip wounds, there were also wounds cut by knives. There were so many knives in total that it was hard to count.
Like the petals on the fried kidney flower, flowers bloomed all over the body.
When Mr. Chu walked in, his face turned pale when he saw his youngest son dying so miserably, his body swayed, and he fell forward.
"Old man, be careful."
A senior attendant threw away Chu Haoyu's clothes and rushed over to support the old man, "Old man, people cannot be resurrected after death, so please show your condolences and obey."
"The eldest master is not in the capital, and the second master's family affairs have to rely on the old master to come forward."
"It's so miserable that the second master died."
The person on the side gave the man a tug and said, "This is an accident, no one expected it."
"Old man, don't think too much. It's important to take care of your body and bones." Several elders tried to comfort the old man, and then the old man knelt down, shook his hands, and dressed and wrapped Chu Haoyu himself.
After the burial was completed and the mourning hall was set up, the Chu family members were notified.
After Mrs. Chu woke up and saw Mr. Chu, she acted like crazy. She jumped up, grabbed Mr. Chu's front, and cried loudly, "Old thing, you are so cruel, you are so cruel." My son was killed, and now you are happy, why don’t you kill me too? You kill me, and I don’t want to live anymore..."
"I know that we, my mother-in-law, have always been a thorn in your side. You have always disliked me and Haoyu. I have been married into your Chu family for decades, but I have never had a good day. I have grown old. , my son is still gone..."
"Woo... My life is so miserable, my Haoyu..."
"Tiger poison doesn't even eat its seeds. You old thing is more ruthless than a tiger. Wuwu... Even if you don't like it, it's still your biological son. Why are you so cruel? Give me back my son. Give me back my son. Come..."
Mrs. Chu was like crazy, pulling Mr. Chu's clothes and throwing them around. Mr. Chu's face was ashen and his lips were purple, but he did not stop Mrs. Chu.
The Chu family members who came over saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to start a fight. However, Mrs. Chu cried even more when she saw that there were many people.
"You have long disliked our mother and son. You killed my Haoyu. You should kill me too. I am an old man and I don't want to live anymore. You kill me. Kill me. Wow Woo..."
The sound is sad and can make people cry.
Finally, the old lady from the third room of the Chu family came over and yelled, "Sister-in-law, please don't talk nonsense. The second brother was obviously killed by the refugees. Why do you blame the eldest brother?
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The grandfather of the third brother of the Chu family is a biological brother to the grandfather of the third brother of the Chu family. The third brother of the Chu family can be regarded as a relative who has just left the fifth server in the generation of his grandson and Chu Jingqi.
The third old lady said bitterly, "If you want to blame, you should also blame the refugees who repaid kindness with hatred."
The third old man's eyes were also burning, and he rushed over angrily, pointing at Mrs. Chu's nose and scolding, "The second brother died. This is also an accident. No one expected it, but the eldest brother and Xuan Yu are today, and it's not all because of you mother and son." of , If you hadn’t instigated Haoyu and his wife to cause trouble all day long to bully Xuanyu’s family, would the Chu family’s title that had been passed down for hundreds of years be lost, and would the direct descendants of the Chu family have ended up like this?”
"The Chu family can be defeated like this now, and it's not all because of you, a shrew. Even if you die now, you don't have the face to meet the ancestors of the Chu family. The title that the ancestors of the Chu family have inherited for hundreds of years has been destroyed. If you lose it, you still have the nerve to cry, even if your eldest brother divorces you."
"Yes, divorce this shrew. Our Chu family doesn't want such a prodigal shrew to come in. Drive her out."
"Drive out, drive out..."
"Dive her, divorce her."
The Chu family members surged up, muttering that they wanted to drive Mrs. Chu out of the Chu family.
Mrs. Chu was not to be outdone. She screamed and sat on the ground to play, "Oh, God, don't open your eyes. Seeing that my son is dead and I am homeless, this heartless family will drive me away. God, Open your eyes and take all these people away, ah wu wu..."
Sitting on the ground and crying loudly, she looked a little bit like a noble lady, she was just like a shrew on the street.
Mr. Chu looked tired and waved to everyone, "I understand what you mean, but... hey... I owe my ancestors, so everything should be blamed on me."
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Chu Haoyu's death was a thorn in his heart. He always thought that he was responsible for Chu Haoyu's death.
He couldn't bear to divorce his mother in Chu Haoyu's mourning hall.
He was afraid that Chu Haoyu would die with his eyes open.
Mr. Chu, who was bald and bald, said to Mrs. Chu, who was still crying with squinted eyes, "Okay, you have been acting in a lifetime of bad acting, and it's not enough? Do you want to continue to act in your son's mourning hall?"
Mrs. Chu choked up and couldn't cry anymore.
"If you don't want to be divorced by me, just stay here honestly."
After Mr. Chu finished speaking, he staggered out.
The third old man stamped his feet, glared at Mrs. Chu, and chased her out.
Everyone in the Chu family looked at Mrs. Chu with angry expressions. Mrs. Chu snorted twice, climbed up from the ground, got into the mourning hall, threw herself on Chu Haoyu's coffin and cried.
Chu Haoyu lost all his money when the Chu family split up. Now that he is dead, he doesn't even have money for funerals.
Mrs. Chu still had some private money with her, but when Mrs. Chu came forward, she kept her private money tightly and refused to use a penny for her son's funeral.
Old Mrs. Chu came in a hurry and didn't bring much money with him. Just when he was about to borrow money from Mr. Chu, the steward of the Chu family came.
The steward promptly sent him one thousand two hundred taels of silver.
"My wife asked my servant to bring it here." The steward whispered in Mr. Chu's ear.
Chu Haoyu and Chu Xuanyu have separated, and Chu Haoyu can only be regarded as a branch of the Chu family. It doesn't take much money to organize funerals. One thousand taels is enough.
Mr. Chu's eyes were wet and he murmured, "Okay, my Chu family finally married a good and magnanimous daughter-in-law."
(End of chapter)