Riding the Pheonix Chapter 15: Confrontation

Just as Mrs. Mingsan was about to speak, a voice came from behind her: "Uncle Four."

Mr. Ming Si looked over following the sound and saw a young girl walking slowly across the corridor.

This niece was someone he watched grow up. The Fourth Master remembers her appearance very clearly.

Mrs. Mingsan is extremely beautiful, and Miss Mingqi looks 70% to 80% similar to her. In terms of looks alone, no daughter in the family can match her. It's just that she was born stupid, and she was always dull and dull on weekdays. No matter how well-groomed she was, she still looked like a wooden person.

Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. Without this charm, Mrs. Mingsan's very color only retained five points on her body, which made her not so attractive.

But this Miss Mingqi in front of me...

The demeanor cannot be said to be very elegant, and the appearance cannot be said to be very graceful. It even seems too casual and lazy, but the whole person seems to be alive and vivid.

The fourth master of the Ming Dynasty discovered that although his niece's facial features looked more like those of a widowed sister-in-law, the outline of her eyebrows actually looked more like her brother's.

He is exactly the same as his brother, so naturally he is just like him.

Facing such a face, he was filled with anger, but it was half extinguished.

Mingwei walked up to the Fourth Master, bowed and saluted, and then said, "I asked them to push."

Master Ming Si came back to his senses and frowned: "I heard that you have recovered from your illness. This is a happy event. In recent years, because of your illness, my daughter has not learned the lessons she should have learned. It is time to seize the time. Why are you meddling in these nosy things?"

Ming smiled slightly: "I asked them to push it because the wall was useless."

The fourth master was angry when he heard this: "What do you know? It was you, Yu Fangyuan, who first caused the trouble and said there was a ghost. In that case, wouldn't it save you troubles if we were separated?"

Mingwei sighed.

"Why are you sighing?"

Ming Wei said: "If my niece says she understands, will my fourth uncle believe me?"

The fourth master paused and looked at her with a scrutinizing expression.

Mingwei continued: "My fourth uncle must have heard that the reason why I am better is because my mother's sincerity moved Empress Xuannv. And my lost soul has been following and serving Empress Xuannv. You will understand these things naturally."

Seeing the Fourth Master frown, she seemed to know what he wanted to say: "Does the Fourth Uncle want to say that there are no ghosts and gods in this world?"

After she intercepted Mr. Mingsi's words, his momentum was a little weak: "What the hell, you are a boudoir lady, you shouldn't care about these things."

"Then who should take care of these things?" Mingwei looked up at the Fourth Master with a smile and a calm expression, "Both my mother and I will keep in mind the care that our fourth uncle has taken for our mother and daughter over the years. But right now Our mother and daughter are about to be driven to death, and there is nothing our fourth uncle can do!"

Master Mingsi was startled at first, and then became furious: "Why are you forcing me to death? You are a girl, so don't talk nonsense and sensationalism!"

Ming smiled but did not answer, turned around and said to Mrs. Ming: "Mom, the sun is so bright, please invite my fourth uncle inside for a cup of tea."

Mrs. Mingsan nodded: "That's fine." Turning around, she told Aunt Tong, "Tell them to rest first and we can start working again in the afternoon."

In response, Aunt Tong dismissed the servants and asked Su Jie and Bing Xin to prepare tea.

Ming Sheng finally arrived: "Dad!"

Looking at his father, then at Mrs. Mingsan and Mingwei, a few words rolled in his throat and he swallowed them back.

The atmosphere is a bit strange...

Suddenly I didn’t dare to speak.

"Fourth brother is here too." Mingwei looked as usual, "Then let's have a cup of tea together."

Master Mingsi’s expression changed several times, but he finally rolled up his sleeves and snorted: “I’ll just listen to what you can say!”

……

In the small hall where Yu Fangyuan entertained guests, Mrs. Ming San personally poured tea for them and his son, while saying: "It's almost noon, you have some refreshments first, don't go hungry."

Mingsheng didn't dare to accept it, and stood waiting for her to finish pouring before sitting down again.

How could the fourth master think about what kind of refreshments to serve? From the beginning to the end, he stared at Mingwei eagerly, making sure to give her an explanation.

Mingwei turned around and said, "Mom, I want to eat eight-treasure duck for lunch. Can you go to the kitchen and take a look?"

The fourth master sneered as the third lady enlightened her so clearly.

Mrs. Mingsan frowned and wanted to refuse. Meeting Mingwei's pleading eyes, he hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Although it had only been a day, she clearly felt that her daughter was different from before. It was just now that I realized that Master Si was so angry, and Xiao Qi was not weak at all in front of him.

This is what she herself cannot do.

In that case, just believe her.

As soon as Mrs. Mingsan left, there were only three people left in the room.

The fourth master was still covered in chill, sitting there with a cold face.

Ming Sheng was a little uneasy. He first glanced at Ming Wei and then stared at his father nervously.

But Mingwei didn't react at all and just drank tea slowly.

After drinking the tea three times and she still hadn’t spoken, Mr. Mingsi finally couldn’t help it anymore: “What on earth do you want to say?”

Mingwei smiled: "I thought my fourth uncle wasn't interested in this matter!"

The fourth master said coldly: "Don't think that because you are a junior, you can act nonsense. You suddenly got better, and you still can't explain it clearly! Who knows if your lost soul is really back, or it has been taken over by some lonely ghost. Lost my body!"

Mingwei raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The fourth master's expression turned cold: "What, am I right?"

Mingwei said calmly: "Fourth uncle misunderstood, my niece is just weird, don't you not believe in ghosts and gods?"

"You..."

Mingwei immediately continued: "Okay, let's get down to business first. ~IndoMTL.com~ It's not good for us, orphans and widowers, to leave our fourth uncle to eat. It's not good for him to be hungry for a long time."

"..." The fourth master's face became even more gloomy. Who has been holding it back? It's like he refuses to tell the truth!

Before he could show his face, Mingwei continued: "Fourth uncle wants to know why I said just now, are our mother and daughter going to be forced to death?"

"Humph!"

Ming Wei smiled slightly: "Isn't this obvious? With such a fierce evil spirit lying in Yufangyuan in plain sight, and the family refuses to invite Xuanshi, isn't it going to kill our mother and daughter?"

I thought she would say something, but this is what happened!

Master Mingsi had a sullen face and tried his best to suppress his temper: "This is not your business. Please let your second uncle decide whether to invite Xuanshi. The wall was built for your mother and daughter's sake. Don’t get entangled!”

Mingwei looked at him and smiled.

Master Ming Si was a little embarrassed by her smile: "What, you still have some unreasonable reasoning?"

"Fourth Uncle misunderstood." Mingwei said softly, "My niece just discovered that Fourth Uncle said he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but in fact he believed in it. It seems that I misunderstood Fourth Uncle. I'm really sorry."

Master Mingsi became angry when he heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I believe it?"

"No?" Mingwei raised his eyebrows in surprise, then slowly took out something from his sleeve and put it on the table.

This is a very ordinary paper bag, but there is a little red inside.

Master Mingsi stood up suddenly, pointed at Mingwei, and was so angry: "You... are just messing around!" As he said this, he grabbed the paper bag, stood up and wanted to go out.

A voice came from behind: "Uncle Fourth, do you want to fill it back with the cinnabar? No, actually I didn't dig out the cinnabar. I just asked Grandma Tong to prepare it."

Master Ming Si stopped there, neither advancing nor retreating.