Chapter Sixteen: Qin Qiong

  "But why did he go to apologize to Gao Yang? There's something fishy going on." Qin Yu looked at Fang Er and then at Cheng Huailiang, his eyes darting back and forth, it was clear that he was cooking up some kind of scheme.

  The servants in Cheng's house wanted to laugh but didn't dare, each of them was so stifled that their faces were bright red, and they still had to be on guard against the people brought by Fang Yu'er, it was really unbearable.

  The servants of the Fang family were all angry but dared not speak, as their master Fang Yu Ai had been humiliated. Their faces naturally lost their luster, but they did not dare to vent their anger on Cheng Huai Liang, so their unfavorable glances turned towards the servants of the Cheng family.

  "Go die."

  A loud shout burst out of Fang Yiai's small body, startling Qin Yu. Don't look at Fang Yiai's small stature, but this voice was really not ordinary.

  Fang Yi stepped forward in three strides and threw a simple yet brutal punch straight at Cheng Huailiang's head.

  Due to excessive drinking, Cheng Huailiang's body couldn't keep up with his mind. As soon as he raised his right hand, Fang Yiai's fist hit Cheng Huailiang's eyes.

  "With a 'bang' sound, Cheng Huai-liang was hit and fell back, retreating five or six steps."

  "Pfft." Qin Yu looked at the black smoke ring surrounding Cheng Huai and suddenly burst out laughing, "Serves you right, I told you not to use your fists for no reason." However, he was also surprised by Fang Yi's martial arts skills, as her small frame didn't seem capable of exerting such great power.

  Qin Yu smiled secretly by himself on one side, Cheng Huai Liang subconsciously covered his own eyes, while Fang Yi Ai first froze for a moment before laughing smugly.

  It wasn't until now that Qin Yu remembered, historically, Fang Er was an oddball. The great name of the Green Hat King of the Tang Dynasty has been passed down through the ages, not to mention that he is a descendant of a literary family, but he is particularly fond of martial arts. Looking at his current attire, eight or nine out of ten chances are that he dressed like this for Gao Yang Princess.

  After all, the Tang Dynasty was a world of scholars and literary men. With Emperor Taizong ruling with benevolence, it's also reasonable that Princess Gao Yang liked literary men.

  "It stands to reason that Gao Yang Gongzhu should be around ten years old now?" Qin Yu secretly lamented the early maturity of men and women in this era, and at the same time, he had a relatively clear understanding of Fang Yiliu - this guy was a lovesick man.

  "House two, today you will know the ferocity of your Grandfather Cheng." Discovering Qin Yu stealing a smile, Cheng Huailiang felt extremely embarrassed and suddenly flew into a rage, his intoxication also clearing up a bit.

  In an instant, Cheng Huailiang was like a mad wild bull, crazily charging towards Fang Yiai who was as fragile as a leaf boat. One was very strong and had drunk wine, the other was not weak, with a clear head, the two people of equal strength were entangled in a fierce fight on the main street.

  The family members of both families would never dare to take action without receiving accurate orders, and if they did, nine out of ten times they would die a terrible death.

  In a few breaths, Cheng Huailiang tore Fang Yiai's clothes to shreds, and Fang Yiai pulled out a strand of Cheng Huailiang's hair. Qin Yu watched with relish on the side, almost clapping his hands in applause.

  At this time, a servant of the Cheng family couldn't bear it anymore. The only one who could come forward to help was Qin Yu. They were of low status, but Qin Yu was the son-in-law of the Cheng family, and they couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

  "Brother-in-law, look..."

  "Uh-huh." Qin Yu put away his smile and responded with a very serious tone. He naturally understood the implication of the housekeeper's words, which was to stop while he still could. If he went too far, it would be hard to explain himself, especially since he was about to become the brother-in-law of the Cheng family. Just standing by and watching Cheng Huailiang being bullied without helping him would invite gossip.

  "I thought this house would be no match for Second Uncle, but it seems that Second Uncle was just bragging. He said he was very capable." Qin Yu muttered to himself, finding a reason not to intervene, and then walked towards the two people who were rolling around on the ground.

  "Fang Ge, can you stop now? It's already 2 to 1." Qin Yu said it very lightly, but scared Fang Er one jump. Taking the opportunity, Cheng Huailiang made a sneak attack like a monkey stealing peaches.

  "Ao!" Fang Yi'ai let out a loud howl, "Cheng, Cheng Erhei, you little scoundrel, have the guts to fight one on one."

  "Cut it out, you're no good either." Cheng Huailiang pinched the little bird and spat viciously.

  "This guy, really." Qin Yu looked at Cheng Huailiang with a helpless expression, saying that he hadn't been to school, but could read and write, yet this sentence, no matter how you listened to it, felt awkward, actually admitting that he wasn't a good person.

  Cheng Huailiang, because his mouth was punched by a fist, sucked in a cold breath and then said, "Fang Er, open your dog eyes and take a good look. Did you see my brother-in-law make a move? If you can't beat me, don't make excuses."

  Cheng Huailiang finished speaking and pinched Fang Yiai's peach again, causing Fang Yiai to howl once more. "Let go, let go," he said repeatedly, yet refused to beg for mercy.

  Qin Yu saw that Cheng Huailiang was going to continue, and he had drunk a lot of wine. If something went wrong, Fang Xuanling would not find Cheng Yaoguang to fight desperately. He quickly spoke up, "Second uncle, you are indeed brave, hurry up, the delay is too long, General will be anxious soon."

  As soon as Qin Yu's words fell, Cheng Huailiang suddenly shuddered and quickly let go of Fang Yiai, grabbing Qin Yu's hand instead. "Let's hurry, if Father finds out, I'll get a beating again."

  Qin Yu wanted to pull his hand out, but this guy was holding the same hand that had pinched Fang Er Taozi's butt. At this time, the weather was hot, and he was wearing thin clothes. The Tang Dynasty clothes didn't have underwear, which was really disgusting. In the end, he still couldn't pull it out and was pulled by Cheng Huailiang to run forward.

  It doesn't matter whether Cheng Huailiang was afraid that Cheng Yaojin would find out about his fight with Fang Yiliao, or if he was worried that Qin Qiong would beat him up after waiting for so long. What's important is that before leaving, this guy kicked Fang Yiliao one more time.

  "Get out of the way, are you looking for death?" The housekeeper's servants were still blocking the road, and Cheng Huailiang couldn't run away. Seeing that these servants didn't move, he suddenly became furious, scolding and kicking them, and finally managed to drive this group of servants to one side. To be honest, if they really fought, this guy would probably get beaten up, but none of the servants dared to do so.

  Cheng Fu's family followed closely behind, showing off their might as they exited the street and entered the main road. They turned right at a corner and continued on for another mile before the golden plaque of the Qin estate came into view. In front of the gate stood a pair of majestic lions that seemed to be made of some unknown material, but Qin Yu didn't pay much attention to it.

  "Knock, knock." Cheng Huailiang carefully knocked on the door with a rather comical expression, like a mouse that had seen a cat.

  Before long, the gate of Qin's mansion creaked open. The one who opened the door was an old man with a missing arm, but Qin Yu felt an extremely thick killing aura from this old man, and his heart skipped a beat in an instant, "How many people has this old man killed?"

  The old man's eyes were particularly sharp, and with just one glance at Cheng Huailiang, he saw Cheng Huailiang shiver slightly.

  "Master Fu, I've brought Qin Yu," said Cheng Huailiang very obediently. Qin Yu looked at Cheng Huailiang in surprise, and at this time the old man known as Master Fu turned around, his murderous aura suddenly disappearing without a trace.

  Fu Bo glanced at Qin Yu, suddenly smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Young Master, follow me inside, the General is getting impatient."

  Qin Yu felt Fu Bo's kindness and his fear dissipated by half, nodding in response, "Good."

  Fu Bo turned around and walked inside, Qin Yu secretly swallowed his saliva and followed closely behind. Cheng Huai Liang looked at Fu Bo, then at Qin Yu who had gone in, and suddenly realized he was being ignored. However, this guy didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and respectfully closed the main gate of the Qin residence before leading the servants towards the Cheng residence.

  Qin Qiong's mansion was not small, but the entire Qin Mansion didn't see a single person, until arriving at the rear residence, where Qin Yu saw a man in his fifties standing in the courtyard staring over here. As soon as Qin Yu saw this old man for the first time, he froze on the spot.

  The old man in front of him was surprisingly similar to his father from his past life, except for the Tang suit and long hair, they looked similar by 60%, although it was clear at a glance that his body was weak, but his aura was very strong, the martial artist's breath not only didn't decrease, giving people a feeling like a silent volcano.

  Obviously, it was not only Qin Yu who was stunned, the old man opposite him was also stunned on the spot. "Indeed, indeed, cough, cough." The old man was very excited and had not finished speaking when he suddenly burst into a violent fit of coughing.

  Qin Yu's side suddenly blew a gust of wind, and after Qin Yu blinked his eyes, he found that Fu Bo, who was just by his side, had actually gone to the opposite side to help an old man who looked like his father catch his breath.

  It wasn't until this moment that Qin Yu realized the old man in front of him was probably Qin Qiong. Another doubt arose in Qin Yu's mind, "Could it be? Is Qin Qiong my ancestor? Otherwise, why does he look a bit like Father?"

  "There is no record of Qin Qiong's descendants in history, but it seems that a tombstone inscription appeared later, which records Qin Qiong's grandson Qin Huaidao, that is to say, Qin Qiong has descendants." Qin Yu thought for a moment, and the strange expression reappeared.

  "If these are true and the inference is correct, then could it be that the Qin Yong in front of me might actually be my own ancestor?"

  Qin Qiong raised his hand to signal to Fu Bo that he was fine, and then walked over to Qin Yu's side, sizing him up from head to toe for a while before throwing back his head and laughing loudly, "Haha, the Qin family finally has an heir!" His voice was booming and powerful, with no hint of illness whatsoever.

  Just as Qin Qiong finished laughing, a flush of blood appeared on his face, apparently, his body had not recovered yet.

  "Was that so-called epitaph just a rumor? Where's Qin Huai Dao? Why can't I see him?" Qin Yu was somewhat perplexed, but didn't dare to look around randomly.

  "Nephew, don't be puzzled. Follow Uncle Zhong to take a look at the family tree and everything will become clear." Qin Chong smiled slightly and pulled Qin Yu towards the house.

  "Fainted, did people in the Tang Dynasty like holding hands?" Qin Yu thought helplessly as he followed Qin Qiang into the palace.

  The Qin family tree was a bamboo scroll, which when spread out on the table, Qin Yu examined one by one. Finally, he saw Qin Ai's name on it, who was Qin Qiong's father. Underneath him, among the direct descendants, two names appeared prominently. One was naturally Qin Qiong, and the other was surprisingly his own father's name.

  "No wonder I was mistaken, the name is the same, the ancestral home is the same, and it looks like him too. If he wasn't mistaken, that would be strange. This clearly has Qin Qiong's son's name on it, but why can't I see it? If Qin Huaidao existed, why can't I see him?" Qin Yu looked at the genealogy, his mouth twitching involuntarily.

  Seeing Qin Yu's strange expression, Qin Qiong thought that Qin Yu was excited and slowly began to speak. It turned out that the person hiding in the mountains was Qin Qiong's older brother. During the war years, Qin Ai ordered Qin Qiong's older brother to take his wife and children away from home to preserve the Qin family's incense.

  Having heard this, Qin Yu became even more perplexed. He didn't have any token of identification, and he only resembled him in appearance. Moreover, he had only vaguely recognized the name and location. He was fundamentally not a person from this era, so why did Qin Feng insist that they were relatives?