Chapter 8, The Aesthetics of Violence

Yet, how can the human heart be so easily bound?

Moreover, she also noticed that there was something off about Qin Sheng's appearance, and she had to test it out; there was no better raft than Chu Yu.

Madam Liu Er exchanged a glance with her husband, and they were not in a hurry. They knew that the true authority in the Qin family was not this esteemed Lord Qin; some matters still required the decision of Qin Sheng

Qin Sheng nodded gently: "Hmm"

Chu Yu suddenly raised her eyes to look at Qin Sheng, speaking in a tone that she herself found rather cheesy: "Ah Sheng ... ... "

The excessively quiet man made her almost afraid to call him by name, even speaking in a low and submissive tone

Chu Yu shuddered and instinctively took a step back

If she is constantly referred to as a "servant", then let her be a "servant".

Too ... ...

In the eyes of outsiders, Master Qin Sheng and Master Qin San are like a transcendent Guanyin, untouched by the mundane world, a divine figure in the art of embroidery, and a celestial being of the qin with a jade-like bone and an icy heart

Chu Yu once again became the focus of everyone's attention, the probing, guarding, and disdain in those gazes felt so familiar; having stayed here for these days, she had long since become accustomed to it

The planted person, Lady Shen San, was in a state of disarray, half of her body buried in the ground. She was sobbing in terror, coughing up blood, and fearfully reaching out her trembling hand to those around her for help

This gesture instantly provoked the previously silent Madam Shen San, who suddenly slammed the table and coldly said: "Qin Sheng, Qin San Ye, how could you abandon us elders and leave with this lowly maid? When did you fall to such a level?"

Lady Liu Er has a profound understanding of this; beneath that person's calm and elegant smile lies an unfathomable depth, like a boundless silent sea.

A bronze flower pot is deeply submerged in the ground, and a convulsing figure is being inserted into the center of the pot, resembling a plant being planted.

Master Qin: "Ahem, a big man should not drink milk!"

Yet this single step caused Qin Sheng to halt as well, his originally gentle and elegant smile gradually fading from his face

In recent years, anyone who has opposed the Qin family, or more specifically, those who have stood against the Qin Sheng, has quietly vanished without a trace from the world.

The kind of cruel and equally filled with a bizarre sense of beauty violent and bloody means left her utterly speechless, once again completely reshaping her worldview

The cool breeze gently lifted his robe and dark hair, and he remained an untainted figure, exuding an ethereal presence, as if his earlier actions were merely the trimming of a potted plant

However, it is precisely for this reason that she directly labeled Chu Yu as a seductress in her heart

Looking at the indifferent Qinshi in front of her, Madam Liu Er swallowed hard. The authority of the head of the Qin family still lingered, but the desire for power made her grit her teeth and step forward, softly saying: "Qin... Qin Shi, Master Qin San?"

This time, he did not add too many blood-curdling modifiers for Chu Yu, but simply stood up and took her hand to leave

The qin, sheng, and amber eyes shimmer with a subtle light, and the smile at the corners of her lips is gentle and soft: "She is my aunt, not a servant."

He elegantly flicked his sleeve, and a branch as thick as a person's arm suddenly pierced through Madam Shen San's shoulder, carrying a fierce wind into the ground, directly nailing Madam Shen San firmly into the flower pot

Such a tragic and bizarre scene left everyone present trembling, as shock and fear gripped the hearts of all.

Chu Yu captured the astonished gazes of everyone in her eyes, feeling immensely pleased in her heart. She maliciously waved her hand at the crowd and said, "Farewell, everyone"

It is too violent

Madam Liu Er secretly felt annoyed and let out a cold snort—was it necessary to feign high-mindedness at such a time

Everyone was trembling in fear, and for a moment, they did not know what had happened

A sharp sound of flesh and bone grinding echoed.

Blood splattered everywhere, a sea of crimson

Even if no one from the Qin family can approach the clearly gentle and jade-like head of the Qin family, that person is like the snow on Kunlun Peak, like the cold jade Guanyin statue in the Buddhist hall; even getting a little closer makes one involuntarily hold their breath, not daring to act rashly, unable to distinguish whether it is respect or fear

Now, the opportunity has arrived

Over the years, she and her husband have not refrained from attempting to intervene in the affairs of the Qin family. However, each time they made a move, they found that the people they had placed and the network of relationships they had secretly arranged all vanished overnight, as if those individuals and those things had never existed in the world at all, leaving not a trace behind

Everyone in the world of musicians knows how much Qinshi cherishes his hands—those hands that produce the sound of a hundred birds coming to greet, the divine hands of the zither, the hands that embroider the secrets of heaven

It's a disaster, it's going to be terrible

Anyone who was once tempted by the beauty of that jade-like hand and harbored any thoughts soon found themselves losing arms and wrists due to various 'accidents', yet no one ever suspected that ethereal figure

Yet no one still paid her any attention, and Lady Liu Er's composure was about to give way.

This scene reminded Chu Yu of the night filled with the ominous glow of fire when she first met Qin Sheng

Everyone's gaze was fixed intently on the hand of Chu Yu that held the qinsheng, and within those gazes were expressions of shock, bewilderment, and even fear

Chu Yu stared at Qin Sheng in shock, unable to utter a single word

Help ... ... Help me ... ...

However, before she could voice her complaint, the qinsheng vanished before her eyes. In the next moment, a loud bang echoed through the hall, and smoke and dust filled the air

Although she did not understand how a woman like Chu Yu, with an ordinary appearance and an air of the marketplace, could possess the ability to captivate the unblemished Qin Sheng

Boom

... ...

From a distance, she resembled a strange humanoid plant newly planted in a flowerpot, supported by wooden stakes

At this moment, the 'Goddess of Violence and Bloodshed' seemed to have completed her masterpiece and turned to walk towards Chu Yu, smiling: "Auntie."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently raised his hand

And who else could it be but Qinshi, leisurely stirring the soil with a broken branch while planting that 'human tree'

The only thing left was the gaze of the qin and sheng that occasionally fell upon them, clearly calm and indifferent, yet sending chills down their spines

Madam Shen San was not without fear of Qin Sheng in her heart, but she dared to show her displeasure in front of Qin Sheng. This was partly because she remembered how her niece Shen Zhi Nuo had ended up in her current state, still lying in bed and spitting blood.

However, they are musicians, and how could they not have a sense of numbers in their hearts? They simply do not dare to speak of it outwardly

She hesitated for a moment, then walked gracefully to the qinsheng and respectfully said, "Qinsheng, are you feeling better?"

Two words suddenly sprang to Chu Yu's mind, and she widened her eyes in surprise. Although she did not understand why she thought this way, she had always trusted her keen intuition, which was as sharp as that of a small beast

Chu Yu naturally did not know the relationship between Madam Shen San and Shen Zhi Nuo, but the hostility and disdain of Madam Shen San were so evident that she could clearly understand it

Moreover, aside from the differences in their relationships, Madam Shen San's favoritism towards Shen Zhi Nuo, her own lofty and solitary temperament as a female scholar, cannot tolerate women who engage in seductive behaviors

She raised her eyebrows slightly, impatience flashing in her large eyes. Had she ever provoked them? Did these so-called noble families take pleasure in trampling on others so casually?

Originally, there was a gigantic bronze flower pot in the shape of a cauldron, large enough for four people to embrace, positioned in the center of the ceiling. Inside it grew a massive ancient banyan tree. Now, the ancient banyan has been uprooted and discarded to the side, while the enormous bronze cauldron-shaped vase has been violently thrown onto the floor of the main hall, shattering numerous gold bricks and sending fragments flying everywhere

Even if he has become a fool

Yet even her husband was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his face pale and unable to move

Ahーー ! ''

The rest of the people: "... ..."

Qin Sheng actually took the initiative to hold a woman's hand, and...! ... someone actually dared to hold Qin Sheng's hand in return!

She held the qinsheng with her hand in a reverse grip and said with a smile, "Well, my aunt also wants to drink sour milk"

She glanced down at the zither player's amber-colored, clear and bright eyes, and suddenly felt that amidst the murky air in the hall, these eyes were indeed very comforting

Madam Shen San let out a piercing and inhuman wail, instantly fainting, only held up by the broken tree branch that had pierced her body.

Only those from the Qin family know that even their so-called elders do not dare to act recklessly in his presence. Although the Qin family rose to prominence during the time of the elder Qin, their achievements today are all due to Qin Sheng's efforts. He is an irreplaceable presence in the Qin family

Qin Sheng suddenly moved; he set down the pastel porcelain cup in his hand. Under the expectant yet subtly fearful gazes of Madam Liu Er and others, he turned around, gently grasped Chu Yu's hand, and said softly: "Aunt, I would like to drink sour milk"

Qin Sheng stood elegantly to one side, leisurely wiping his fingers, which were as white as jade, with a handkerchief, without a single drop of blood staining his body

Although they had been secretly observing for a long time, they still could not determine whether this qinsheng was truly as 'foolish' as the rumors they had heard.

Lady Liu Er: "... ..."

Madam Liu Er cast a glance at Madam Shen San, only to find that Madam Shen San had turned her face away, quietly sitting with Master Qin San, resembling a clay statue of a Bodhisattva.

The kind of fear that extends a hand yet can only touch the void of darkness ultimately renders them too afraid to act recklessly, causing them to quietly nestle in their own small embroidery workshop

She is a daughter of the Liu family, born into the dominant merchant class of Xiangnan; how could she possibly be content with this situation

However, regardless of how those around him urged him, Lord Qin did not respond at all, but instead fixed his gaze intently on Qin Sheng.

Only after the smoke and dust had settled did they clearly see the situation inside the hall, and everyone was momentarily stunned