Only two days later, the results of Yang Wenxuan's trial were posted in the form of an announcement. Everyone in the city was shocked by this parricide case.

When talking about the Yang family and the wealthy businessmen in this city, whose ancestors produced several Jinshi, the people of Yuncheng feel nothing but pity.

In the early morning of the third day, Yang Wenxuan had eaten his head meal and was escorted out of the west city gate.

There is an open space there, and almost no one lives around it.

Because this open space is the place where beheadings take place, which is unlucky.

Yang Ruoqing and others received a letter from the county guard and knew the exact time of the beheading, but neither Old Yangtou nor Yang Huazhong went.

Seeing this kind of thing affects my mood even more.

The old housekeeper went to collect Yang Wenxuan's body.

At this point, the turmoil in the Yang family that had been causing a stir in Yuncheng for some time finally ended with the destruction of the family.

In the small room where the Yang family's ancestral tablets were placed, Old Yang lit a handful of incense and inserted it into the small incense burner in front of the tablets.

"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust, eldest cousin, nephew Wenxuan, all your sins will be cut off in this life. In the next life, you will each join a good family."

"I don't want to be rich and powerful, but I want to be an honest person, act with magnanimity, and never do things that harm others, myself, or harm the world and justice." Old Yangtou said.

The old man's eyes fell on the aged tablets again: "Ancestors, I am also going back to Changping Village. I am also in my early sixties this year, and most of my body has been buried in the ground."

"I don't know how many years I can live or how many years I can run like this."

"On Qingming Festival next year, if I am still here and can withstand the long journey, I will come to see you again, burn incense for you, kowtow, and talk about our lineage in Changping Village."

"If I don't come any year, don't blame me. I will ask my descendants to come over and burn incense and make offerings to you."

After saying all this, Lao Yang knelt down on the futon and bowed deeply.

Behind him, Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing also knelt down and kowtowed.

When it was done, he came up and helped Lao Yang's head up, turned around and slowly left the room...

This courtyard was the place where the golden house hid their beauty when Yang Wenxuan and Xie were fooling around.

It's not the property of Lao Yang's family, it's rented by Yang Wenxuan.

Later, things happened one after another, and the old man died here again. The original owner thought it was unlucky and didn't want it, so Yang Ruoqing bought it with her own money.

She gave the key to the yard to the old housekeeper.

The old butler's son, the new butler who worked with Yang Wenxuan, was also brought out of the prison.

This yard will be used by the housekeeper and his family to live in from now on.

Because they are homeless.

Yang Ruoqing left a sum of money to the loyal father and son to repair the yard, and with the remaining money, she asked the housekeeper's son to start a small business to make a living.

The errand she gave them was to take care of the small room where the ancestral tablets of the old Yang family were kept.

Burn some incense during festivals, because every Qingming Festival, people from Changping Village come to visit the tombs and offer incense.

After explaining all this, things here have come to an end.

The weather is hot, and Yang Huazhong is thinking about the drought resistance of late rice and cotton at home.

After the matter was settled, he could no longer stay in the restaurant peacefully and began to press for the departure date.

Old Yang blew out a puff of dry smoke, and the smoke rings spread out, making his face a little blurry.

In the blur, people feel worried.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about something?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Old Yangtou sighed and turned his attention to Yang Huazhong, who was looking out the window to see if the sun had turned westward.

"I'm wondering where your fourth uncle is." Old Yang said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and guessed that the master was thinking about this matter.

"It shouldn't be in Yuncheng. In the past few days, the county guard has sent troops to search Yang Wenxuan throughout the city. I have said hello to the county guard in private,"

"Ask him to also help me keep an eye on my fourth uncle. I guess my fourth uncle has slipped away a long time ago and is no longer in Yuncheng." She said.

"Aren't you here?" Old Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Originally, he thought that Yang Huaming was also arrested and thrown into the jail. Later, he came to know that a lot of people in charge of the Yang family's incident and the acting shopkeeper were involved in the jail, but Yang Huaming was not seen.

"Your fourth uncle probably really ran away," Old Yang Touye said.

"The kid's wishful thinking this time was really wrong. He didn't eat a few pieces of meat and was implicated."

"It's better now. He's still hiding outside on a hot day. I don't know if he knows that the storm here has subsided and he can go home?" The old man said to himself, as if he was asking Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was not stupid, and she had some meaning in the old man's words.

"Sir, as people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. It was my fourth uncle who despised the restaurant clerk in Qingshui Town and wanted to defect to Yang Wenxuan. It was not one of us who ran away from him."

"Moreover, when he left, I asked him what he meant in front of you and tried to persuade him to stay."

"I said, it's a carrot and a hole. If he leaves, that hole can't be kept for him."

"You all heard it then, right?" she asked.

Lao Yang nodded, "Yes, we heard it. It's your fourth uncle who doesn't hesitate to be blessed."

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's right. Fourth uncle is an adult, in his early thirties, and he is already a father-in-law. He should know what he is doing."

"So, where he is now is his business. If you want to find him, please go find him secretly and don't tell us."

"Because you said that you are kidnapping us to help you find him, and deep down in our hearts we don't want to talk to Fourth Uncle anymore, because he chills our hearts!"

Yang Ruoqing got straight to the point and made her words clear and clear.

Old Yangtou was silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

"That's all, after seeing your great grandfather's final outcome, I don't want to worry about your fourth uncle anymore." The old man said with a sad look on his face.

"He can do whatever he likes. It's not like we, the whole family, haven't given him a chance."

"If he refuses to change despite repeated admonitions, it's him who suffers the consequences, and it has nothing to do with us."

After saying this, Lao Yangtou put away the dry tobacco pole in front of him and said to Yang Huazhong who was still looking at the window: "Lao San, don't look around anymore. When the sun goes down, we will set off back to Changping Village.

Go for it!”

Yang Huazhong was waiting for this sentence, and he was so excited that he hurried to the backyard of the restaurant to check the carriage.

And Yang Ruoqing also breathed a sigh of relief. This trip took several days.

Today is the sixth day of July, and tomorrow is the seventh day of July, Chinese Valentine's Day.
Chapter completed!