"If that's the case, why would the head of the Qiu Family be Yan Lin's … biological grandfather?"
Yang Si had an indescribable expression on his face. If it weren't for Feng Zhen, who was a gossipy person, this relationship would probably never see the light of day again.
"Both the Qiu Family and Yan Lin care about their reputation. The head of the Qiu Family is willing to risk everything, but do you think Yan Lin would like the Qiu Family?" Feng Zhen sneered. "Yan Lin is not stupid. How can he not know what kind of person the Qiu Family is? If he accepts them as relatives, wouldn't his mother be the daughter of the Qiu Family's concubine? Not only is she the daughter of a concubine, but she is also the daughter of a prostitute. Even if she has turned over a new leaf, her bloodline is still impure. If he doesn't want to admit it, she is still the daughter of a rich merchant. She is more upright than the previous one. "
Yang Si sneered. "That's true."
Feng Zhen glanced at Yang Si. Seeing that he was not affected by the words' daughter of a prostitute ', he was not worried anymore.
"Even the daughter of a rich merchant can't marry a noble family, right?"
Yang Si knew that decades ago, the social atmosphere was much harsher than in troubled times. There was a clear distinction between the gentry and the commoners, not to mention the daughter of a rich merchant.
Even marrying an unfavored son of a concubine from a poor noble family would be like reaching heaven in one step, let alone marrying Yan Lin's father.
"So, Yan Lin's father didn't want the girl to be a concubine, so he found a way to hide her real identity. He even asked a good friend to take the girl in as his foster daughter. Two years later, she got married as the foster daughter of an aristocratic family."
Yang Si sighed. "He is a man who is infatuated with love."
For many men from noble families, if they fell in love with a girl from a poor family, they could take her as a concubine. Why would they worry about her? If the girl felt wronged, they could visit her more often and give her more gifts to please her.
To marry a girl from a poor family, the Wanderer Yan had put in a lot of effort.
Feng Zhen said, "Deep love does not last long, and extreme intelligence does not last long. Yan Lin's father had both, so he did not live long."
A short sentence had washed away Yang Si's sorrowful feelings of spring and autumn.
"Did the Qiu Family not react?"
Even if the Yan family's status wasn't high, the Qiu family was still a weakling. It was better for the two families to work together than to fight alone.
Feng Zhen laughed coldly. "How could there be no reaction? Unfortunately for them, they were rejected by Yan Lin and his son. "
In fact, Madam Qiu also wanted to recognize Yan Lin as her grandson. Even if she couldn't, the two families could establish a friendly relationship and visit each other during the holidays. Who would have thought that Yan Lin's father would fall in love with his wife? He would never allow anyone to hurt her. If she recognized Qiu as her relative, wouldn't that mean that her mother was a prostitute who had been raised by the head of Qiu's family and couldn't see the light?
Yang Si nodded as he listened. He was thoroughly enjoying this big melon of the aristocratic family's scandal.
He didn't expect such a "good man" to exist in the world. He was even rarer than a national treasure.
If he were Yan Lin's father, he wouldn't be able to do what he did when he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, even if he met a girl that he liked.
It was precisely because they couldn't do it that they admired those who could.
Feng Zhen said, "The Qiu family has been in dire straits these past few years. They don't have much money left, but their children are running away one after another. The more they have children, the poorer they are, the more they have children. Not to mention the side branches, even the main branch is doing the same. The large family has become a huge burden that they can't get rid of. On the contrary, Yan Lin has become Duke Yang Tao's most trusted confidant and is often entrusted with important tasks. Madam Qiu is jealous, jealous, and afraid … "
Yang Si was confused. "Afraid?"
Feng Zhen said, "Afraid of silencing them. They are afraid that every day that Yan Lin oppresses them, they will never have a chance to make a name for themselves."
Yang Si almost laughed at Madam Qiu's words. He opened the golden fan in his hand and covered his gloating smile.
"I'm afraid that Yan Lin doesn't care about them at all, let alone killing them. They have too many tricks up their sleeves."
Yang Si knew himself very well. He knew that he and Yan Lin were two different kinds of people.
The former was the kind who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. He didn't care if his enemy was a noble or a commoner. If they offended him, they would have to pay the price. The latter was different. It wasn't right to say that Yan Lin didn't care about anything, but he really didn't care about the barking of an ant.
What was the difference between Madam Qiu and an ant in front of Yan Lin?
There was a huge difference in their status. If nothing went wrong, they would never meet again. How could Madam Qiu be afraid of Yan Lin oppressing them?
Feng Zhen laughed. "No matter what, despicable people like Madam Qiu are the puppets we need. It's the best way to kill people with a borrowed knife."
Yang Si closed the golden fan and played with the jade pendant.
"Take it easy. Don't capsize."
He rowed his boat not by oars but by waves. But a big wave could capsize. Didn't Feng Zhen capsize once before?
On the other side, the unlucky Madam Qiu, who was targeted by Feng Zhen, was also uneasy.
Yan Lin made Feng Zhen suffer a great loss. Then, Feng Zhen spread rumors, but it was easily resolved.
In the eyes of outsiders, the whole situation was in Yang Tao's favor. This news was like a shot in the arm for Yang Tao's fans, but it was a bolt from the blue for the fence-sitters who couldn't help but join the enemy. These days, Feng Zhen had been deliberately avoiding the public eye. They were even more anxious. At this time, Qiu shi and the others had finally gotten a response from the countless favors they had gone through.
The best way for gentry to keep their status and reputation was to become an official. With power, money and influence were not far away.
Seeing that Yang Tao was dying, they hurriedly joined the enemy. They tried their best to find a way and recommended themselves to be put in an important position.
However, Jiang Pengji's side was harder to deal with than Yang Tao's. There had been no news about her.
Now that there was finally news, it should have been a good thing to be happy about, but they couldn't smile.
First, the job they got was to go to the front line. It was too dangerous. They could lose their lives if they weren't careful.
Second, the status of the job was too low. There was limited room for promotion. It was basically a job to send people away.
Third, the scales of victory were tilted in Yang Tao's favor. They were also shaken. They questioned the correctness of their previous action of climbing the wall.
They didn't know that the kind of lord was like the kind of minister. Feng Zhen was also an old hand at fishing.
In order to further intensify Madam Qiu's determination to defect, he secretly played many small tricks.
"Father, I thought Liu Xi was destined to fail."
The son of the leader of the Qiu family was about to go crazy from being tortured by his superiors. He felt humiliated when he thought of the face of a villain who was intoxicated by success.
Old Master Qiu asked, "Did you suffer again today?"
His son felt wronged. For the past few days, his superiors had made things difficult for him, picked on him, and humiliated him. He was about to collapse.
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