bestfiction Chapter 15 The Desire for Power
Chapter 15 The Desire for Power
The sudden task made Ying Yu calm down.
This matter must not be simple, otherwise the system will not give the task.
The people behind the corruption of ink soldiers' pensions must be high-ranking and powerful.
Although Ying Yu is the son of Daqin, he has no money and no power now.
Wanting to uphold justice for these soldiers is tantamount to nonsense.
But since this happened, Ying Yu would naturally not stand by and watch.
"Don't worry, no one can take away the honor that belongs to you."
"As for the person who is greedy for ink pensions, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will dig him out."
Liu Quan stared blankly at Ying Yu, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Ying Yu patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked into the house.
At this time, little Jiang Shu had stopped crying and was wiping his grandfather's body with a towel.
"Big brother..."
"Grandpa...Grandpa he..."
Seeing Ying Yu coming in, the little girl immediately ran over, hugged Ying Yu and choked up.
Ying Yu picked up the little girl and said, "Big Brother will take you home!"
"But...but what about grandpa?"
"Zangta, bring people up." The Zangta, which was like a hill, walked in and carried the little girl's grandfather on his back.
"Let's go home!"
After saying that, Ying Yu hugged Xiao Jiang Shu and walked towards Yuxuan Pavilion.
A group of four people soon arrived in the west of Xianyang City!
"Here we are, the big brother's house is in front of us!"
Ying Yu pointed to the majestic Yuxuan Pavilion in front of him and said.
"Wow... Big brother's house is really big!"
The little girl's answer was somewhat perfunctory, Ying Yu smiled and patted her on the head.
"This place will be your home in the future."
"Come on, let's go home!"
At this moment, there is a person squatting at the gate of Yuxuan Pavilion, who is Qin Feng's attendant.
Seeing the four people slowly appearing in the field of vision, Qin Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then showed ecstasy.
He hurried over: "Young master, are you back?"
"That's great, where are you going? Don't worry about the dead servants!"
"You are still sick, you can't run around in the future!"
Seeing the chattering Qin Feng, Ying Yu suddenly felt dizzy.
"Okay, go and order the servants to clean up a few rooms."
Qin Feng looked at Zhao Yun, Zangta who were following Ying Yu, and little Jiang Shu who was in his arms, and ran back to Yuxuan Pavilion without asking any further questions.
Several people walked into the mansion, and a beautiful girl in red was oncoming.
This person is Ying Yu's personal maid: Maid Hongxiu!
"Hongxiu, I've seen you, Young Master!"
Seeing the red sleeves, a smile appeared on the corner of Ying Yu's mouth. He was not in a particularly good mood, but it has improved a lot.
"Hongxiu, take the little girl to wash and change her clothes, and then let her rest. From now on, you will be responsible for taking care of the children."
Hongxiu blushed when she heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to take Jiang Shu.
"What's your name?"
Hongxiu pinched little Jiang Shu's face and asked.
"Big sister, my name is Jiang Shu!"
"Good name, come and go with my sister."
Little Jiang Shu shook her head and looked at Ying Yu: "Big Brother, Grandpa..."
"The dead are the ones who are safe in the ground. The eldest brother will ask someone to prepare a good coffin to bury Grandpa Haosheng."
"Thank you big brother!"
Tears flowed from the little girl's eyes again, and she knelt down on her knees, kowtowing desperately to Ying Yu.
Ying Yu hurried forward: "Get up!"
"I recognize you as my sister. From now on, no one in the whole world will dare to bully you!"
Hearing this, the little girl hugged Ying Yu's thigh and burst into tears.
"Qin Feng, where did you die?"
Following Ying Yu's roar, his attendant Qin Feng trotted forward.
"My lord, what are your orders?"
"Go buy a good coffin and come back."
"What, buy a coffin? Young master...this..."
Ying Yu raised his foot and lightly kicked this guy's ass: "Hurry up!"
Qin Feng trotted all the way again and disappeared from everyone's sight.
After handing over the little girl to Hong Xiu and arranging everything, Ying Yu lay on the big soft bed and began to meditate.
It is not easy to thoroughly investigate the corruption of ink pensions by officials.
There are two options before Ying Yu. The first is to report the matter to Brother Zheng.
Second, it is natural to check it yourself.
After thinking for a while, Ying Yu gave up the first idea.
The system has already given a task for this matter, so you must complete it yourself.
But if he wants to do it himself, his first step is to take power.
With no rights in hand, everything is empty talk.
Ying Yu never thought that he was a person who loved power.
But at this moment, he was extremely eager to gain rights.
In this day and age, no rights means no dignity.
Not even free.
He thought a lot that night, a lot.
In the cool night, Ying Yu slowly fell asleep.
The next day, early morning!
The sky was getting brighter, and Hongxiu's voice came from outside the house:
"My lord, is it time to wake up?"
During the several calls, Ying Yu opened his eyes helplessly, and said angrily:
"Come in, don't call yourself a ghost."
squeak~!
The door opened, and Hongxiu came in with a washbasin in his hand.
Seeing that Ying Yu was still lying on the bed, a smile appeared on his face: "My lord, this servant will wait for you to get up."
Seeing Hongxiu who was about to lift the quilt, Ying Yu had no choice but to get up.
"My lord, you have recovered from your illness now, don't act like you used to, or His Majesty will definitely blame you if you find out..."
Seeing Ying Yu reluctant to get up, Hong Xiu asked.
Ying Yu looked at the little beauty in front of him, smiled and said, "How old are you this year?"
Hong Xiu was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the young master to ask this question.
Then his pretty face turned bright red: "My lord...this servant is seventeen this year."
"You're only seventeen, why are you more verbose than my mother..."
Hearing this, Hong Xiu's expression changed drastically, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop: "My lord, forgive me, my lord, forgive me."
Ying Yu was stunned, "What are you doing, get up quickly."
Pulling up the red sleeves, Ying Yu also realized that what he said just now was inappropriate.
Now that I am in Daqin, I have to pay attention to every word and deed, and I can't do whatever I want like the later generations.
After finishing dressing, the master and servant walked out of the room talking and laughing. When they passed by Jiang Shu's residence, Hongxiu said:
"My lord, the food is ready, do you want to call Miss Jiang Shu to eat together?"
"Ok!"
Ying Yu responded and walked forward on his own.
Hongxiu pushed the door open and entered, and then there was an exclamation: "My lord, Miss Jiang Shu is gone."
Ying Yu turned around, walked quickly into the room, looked around and only Hong Xiu was alone: "Where did he go?"
"Slaves...Slaves don't know."
Hongxiu was a little scared and said: "Last night, after the maid washed Miss Jiang Shu, she watched her fall asleep with her own eyes."
Ying Yu heard the words, and started searching in the house without talking nonsense.
Seeing this, Hongxiu hurried forward to search together.
Opening a wardrobe, I found Jiang Shu curled up inside, sleeping soundly.
"Little girl...little girl!"
Ying Yu called softly a few times, but the little girl didn't respond.
In desperation, she could only use her hands, and after a while of shaking, the little girl opened her eyes in a daze.