sbdcsierra Chapter 111 Sent to the Charity Cemetery
Chapter 111 Sent to the Charity Cemetery
Zhao Liangchen returned to his yard to rest, and a servant immediately came to help him change clothes and wash up. After a while, hot meals were served.
Madam Zhao assigned six more servants to his courtyard, all of whom were newly bought. There were young servants and older ones who did rough work. She also gave him a woman to do laundry and a maid to tidy up the house.
This maid is good-looking and has a plump figure. She should be the maid who serves Madam Zhao personally.
When these people came, Zhao Liangchen did not refuse and served them as he should. However, the maid was not allowed to serve them closely except for cleaning the house and serving tea and water, and she was not required to keep watch at night.
With more people in the yard, it becomes more lively and the whole yard becomes more lively, no longer dilapidated and deserted.
Of course, with more people, there is more competition, especially Lai Fu and Lai Xi, who are afraid that they will not do a good job and be replaced by others, so they work extra hard.
Zhao Liangchen never had to eat cold rice or take cold showers again.
Zhao Liangchen was eating when a new servant came running in to report, "Master, the second young master has left. I think he's gone back to the Imperial College. He doesn't look very happy, he looks gloomy."
Zhao Liangchen nodded: "Well done."
He picked up a plate of cakes from the table and handed it out: "Take it and eat it."
This young man was only ten years old, with a chubby face and a lively, adorable tiger cub. He was a disaster victim who had been sold outside the city. He still retained the simple and lively spirit of the villagers, so Zhao Liangchen named him Fuqi.
Fuqi took the snacks and was as happy as a little mouse that stole oil. After saying thank you, he ran out like a gust of wind and shared them with his friend Fuman who was bought with him.
Lai Fu saw how kind Zhao Liangchen was to Fuqi, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart. He hurriedly said to Zhao Liangchen, "Master, from now on, please leave this kind of inquiries to me. After all, I am familiar with the mansion as if it were my own home, and I will definitely be able to find out everything for you clearly and thoroughly."
Zhao Liangchen didn't even give him a glance, but just said lightly: "Do what you should do, and I will naturally not treat you unfairly."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Lai Fu's face, but he still said flatteringly: "Master, let me take care of the night for you today."
Zhao Liangchen refused without hesitation: "No need."
Then, he slowly put down his chopsticks, stood up and said, "I'm tired. Don't let anyone disturb me tonight."
Lai Fu knew that he had been beaten today and was in a bad mood. He didn't dare to say anything more and hurriedly took the food away.
Zhao Liangchen was indeed tired. He had lost a lot of blood today, so he felt a little drowsy and went to bed early.
However, when everything was quiet, he suddenly woke up from his sleep.
He stood up gently and changed into a black tights with deft and skillful movements. The clothes seemed to blend into the darkness, making him almost unnoticeable in the dark.
After dressing himself, he quietly made his way to the wall, scrambling over it with the effortless grace of a nimble black cat, and left the Zhao residence. His goal was clear: to head straight for the Imperial College. Along the way, he moved like a ghost through the quiet streets, unnoticed.
Soon, he arrived at the Imperial College. Gazing at the towering walls before him, he leaped without hesitation and entered. Then, he headed straight for Zhao Liangsi's dormitory. Judging from his familiarity, this wasn't his first time there.
Soon, he arrived outside Zhao Liangsi's dormitory. To avoid waking up the other residents, Zhao Liangchen carefully lit a special smoke incense stick and gently slipped it into the crack of the window. Then, he stood quietly by and waited.
After a long while, Zhao Liangchen slowly opened the door and walked in, assuming the smoke had taken effect and everyone in the room had fallen into a coma. He quickly scanned the room and accurately found Zhao Liangsi, who was sleeping soundly and unconscious.
Walking to Zhao Liangsi's bedside, Zhao Liangchen squatted down and carefully searched the box beside the bed. It wasn't long before he found the banknote that Madam Zhao had given him today. Seeing the eye-catching "Five Hundred" on the note, Zhao Liangchen couldn't help but sneer and quickly put the note into his arms.
After doing this, he randomly picked out a piece of clothing and wrapped Zhao Liangsi tightly. Then, he lifted Zhao Liangsi's heavy body with both hands, turned around and walked out of the room. The whole process was smooth and flowing, without making any unnecessary sounds.
Zhao Liangchen carried Zhao Liangsi directly to a charity cemetery in the north of the city. The charity cemetery was unusually quiet at night, and there was not even anyone on guard. There was a faint stench of corpses in the air near the gate of the charity cemetery.
Zhao Liangchen turned over and entered the charity cemetery. He pushed open a room and the stench of corpses inside became more pronounced. There were four coffins parked on the open space in the room, two of which were already closed, indicating that they already had occupants.
Zhao Liangchen put Zhao Liangsi into an empty coffin and closed the lid. However, he didn't want to kill Zhao Liangsi directly, so he left a gap to prevent the people in the charity cemetery from burying him directly tomorrow.
In fact, he wanted to throw Zhao Liangsi directly into the mass grave, which was more creepy. However, the city gates were closed in the middle of the night and he could not leave the city, so he had to choose the charity cemetery as a second best option.
After doing all this, he returned to Zhao's house, hid the banknotes, and then took a nap.
Because he had been busy all night and didn't have to be on duty the next day, he didn't get up in the morning. Anyway, he didn't have to greet anyone.
I slept until noon.
He was awakened by a loud, thunderous kick on the door. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see Zhao Jian, Madam Zhao, and Zhao Liangsi, all with furious faces, entering his room. Behind them were Zhao Gupan, Zhao Qingning, several other illegitimate sons and daughters, and a group of servants.
The moment Zhao Liangsi saw him, he rushed towards him like an angry lion, with his fangs and claws bared, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Zhao Liangchen sneered in his heart. This was a whole family mobilized. Facing the rushing Zhao Liangsi, Zhao Liangchen did not sit still and wait for death. The moment Zhao Liangsi rushed to him, he stood up like a cheetah, reached out and grabbed his hand, then twisted it and pressed it against the bedpost. He was so tired when he came back in the early morning that he did not wear pajamas to sleep. When he sat up, the quilt slipped off, revealing his chest and abdomen that were as hard as steel and as smooth as flowing water.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Zhao, who was already extremely angry and had a gloomy face, froze and turned around hurriedly. Zhao Qingning and the other concubines behind her also turned around hurriedly.
The detained Zhao Liangsi was still madly shouting, "Zhao Liangchen, let me go. I'm going to kill you."
Zhao Liangchen pretended not to hear anything and ignored the man in front of him. He simply looked at Zhao Jian calmly and said slowly, "Father, I don't understand why you've made such a big fuss and sent your entire family to come to my place. But before that, could you please ask Mother and everyone else to leave for a while so that I can get dressed and talk to you?"
Zhao Jian glanced at the female relatives who had turned their backs and said, "We'll go out and wait first. You'd better hurry up."
The servants and Madam Zhao all left the room, but Zhao Liangsi kept shouting, "I won't leave. I'm going to kill this beast. I'm going to kill him."
Zhao Liangchen held him tightly and looked at Zhao Jian helplessly: "Father, my second brother has been like this all the time. I can't put on my clothes."
Zhao Jian suppressed his anger, stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Liangsi's collar and dragged him out.
Zhao Liangsi kept struggling: "Father, please let me go. I want to settle the score with him."
Zhao Jian said nothing and threw Zhao Liangsi out the door. The moment the door slammed shut, Zhao Liangchen's lips curled up slightly, and then he began to walk slowly, not knowing whether he would have to kneel in a while. He did not wear the new clothes Su Qin made for him, but chose an old set of clothes to put on. He tidied himself up, drank a cup of cold tea, and then walked out of the room.