While the people clapped their hands and applauded, some people rose up and complained about the nine thousand years old.
Meanwhile, another rumor spread.
Nine thousand years old is a loyal minister, but King Yu is the treacherous minister who plans to usurp the throne.
Because Jiu Qian Sui had always oppressed King Yu and had cut off many of his wings and forged a deep hatred, he used a sinister trick to frame Jiu Qian Sui.
The rumors turned out to be correct.
Just three months after Fu Yanqing's death, King Yu forced the emperor to abdicate and ascended the throne himself. He was cruel and unkind, and for a while the people were in dire straits.
In her previous life, Lin Fushuang had always been afraid of, and even disgusted with, this nine-thousand-year-old man who was rumored to be more terrifying than tigers and wolves. Only later did she realize that she, like most people in the world, had a deep misunderstanding of him.
Those who have always offended officials, especially civil servants who use pens, know how to create public opinion, and have the right to speak, have a bad reputation. Fu Yanqing has the blessing of being a eunuch, which makes him even more scolded.
Those who work for the people are plotted by villains and are brutally executed, but the real traitors and evildoers ascend to the throne and enjoy eternal glory. This is an unfair fate and an unfair world.
After rebirth, Lin Fushuang naturally couldn't watch such a person being killed. She wanted to change Fu Yanqing's tragic fate.
Therefore, her proposal to serve the Nine Thousand Years Old was both selfish and public.
For selfish reasons, he wanted to take advantage of him to leave the Hou Mansion, hoping to take revenge by killing Lin Cong and Liu's mother and daughter in the future.
With a public heart, she wanted to save this true national warrior.
"You idiot who can't even embroider a flower, what's so special about you? Go back quickly, don't waste nine thousand years." Lin Cong went over and grabbed his daughter, trying to drive her into the house.
Lin Fushuang shook off her hand and said, "Don't touch me!"
"you……"
"master."
Before Lin Cong could get angry again, Mrs. Liu rushed over with Lin Fuyi.
The mother and daughter first bowed to Fu Yanqing and were shocked when they saw Hongzhu lying on the ground.
I just heard the maid say that Lin Fushuang was beating Hongzhu. It seems to be true!
"What's going on? Why are you making such a fuss? What if you startle the nine thousand-year-old Jia Ke?" Mrs. Liu spoke softly and softly, and she dressed and behaved in a manner that a mistress of the Hou Mansion should have. .
Fu Yanqing smiled and said nothing.
Lin Cong said with a sullen face: "Isn't it you? As a mistress, you can't even control a maid, but you let her climb on Shuang'er's head. Look, this is a joke in front of Jiu Qian!"
"Is there such a thing?" Mrs. Liu seemed to be surprised. She turned around and held Lin Fushuang's hand, "Shuang'er, mother is really too busy right now and has not bothered to deal with these slaves. I am derelict in my duty and asked you to I’ve been wronged, I’ll choose a few more capable girls to serve you later, okay?”
Lin Fushuang lowered her face and pushed her away.
"No need to pretend. It was you who killed my mother, and your daughter who poisoned me. As for my father, he knows everything but doesn't care about anything. I've had enough of you."
Mrs. Liu was stunned on the spot.
Why did this little bitch become so bold today? Dare to show off your face to her?
"What nonsense are you talking about? When have I ever poisoned you?" Lin Fuyi couldn't hold back her anger and immediately exploded, "Young man is spitting!"
How did Lin Fushuang know that she was poisoned? Could it be that Hong Zhu told her?
"Don't worry, when one day I let you taste the feeling of being tortured by poison and your body collapses day by day, you will know if I am spitting blood." Lin Fushuang looked at her coldly, but she was smiling at the corner of her mouth.
Lin Fuyi's spine was chilled by this look.
Why is this bitch so annoying today? Wasn't the meekness in the past all just an act?
"How dare you? If you dare to hurt a hair on my head, my parents won't let you go!"
Lin Fushuang approached her slowly and whispered in her ear: "There will always be a day when your parents can't protect you, because they will also die in my hands."
"Presumptuous!" Lin Fuyi's eyes widened.
In the past, she was used to being arrogant and would often beat and scold Lin Fushuang to vent her anger. Now, he also habitually raised his hand to hit her.
Lin Fushuang took a quick step and punched her directly.
"Well..." Lin Fuyi fell to the ground with dizziness and blood dripping from her nostrils.
Mrs. Liu hurriedly went up to help her, extremely anxious: "Yiyi? How are you?"
Lin Fuyi covered her nose and cried in pain.
"Mom, how dare she bully me!"
"Shuang'er, Yiyi is outspoken and occasionally offends you, but she is your sister after all. You can just scold her a few times. How can you do anything? Mother usually treats you very well." Mrs. Liu said with a smile in her eyes. Tears.
You little bitch, let her squeak for now, wait until Jiu Qian is gone and see if she doesn't kill her!
Lin Fushuang scolded: "What kind of mother do you think I am? How dare a lowly concubine be my mother? Save some face!"
"Why do you talk like that?"
Mrs. Liu had a lump in her throat, trembling shoulders and shedding tears.
Lin Cong couldn't help but say: "You evildoer! Please make amends to your mother!"
Lin Fushuang snorted, turned around, stood on tiptoes, and said something in Fu Yanqing's ear.
Fu Yanqing raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with a little more scrutiny.
"Nine thousand years old, this rebellious girl..."
"Your love has said that she is willing to serve this governor, and I have approved it. Marquis Ding'an should have no objections, right?"
Lin Cong looked stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.
Nine thousand years old can actually fall in love with this girl?
However, if Shuang'er can really win the favor of Nine Thousand Years Old, it might not be a bad thing.
"It's Shuang'er's blessing to be able to fall into the eyes of a nine-thousand-year-old noble man. The father of Xiaguan is also happy for her, so how can he have any objections?"
Lin Fushuang sneered in her heart.
This scumbag is still dreaming, trying to sell his daughter to gain the favor of a nine-thousand-year-old? Soon she would let him know that he had made the wrong calculation.
"Okay, the governor will take her away." Fu Yanqing politely cupped her hands and turned around to leave the yard.
Lin Fushuang followed slowly and left the Hou Mansion without looking back.
After they walked away, Lin Cong turned around and warned Liu and her daughter: "Don't cause trouble to Shuang'er in the future. If you ruin my important affairs, you will never be lenient."
Mrs. Liu gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement.
"I understand."
After walking out of the Marquis Mansion, the retinue drove a carriage over. Fu Yanqing lifted the corner of his robe, stepped up lightly, and entered the carriage.
Lin Fushuang also wanted to go up, but was stopped by the retinue.
"This girl, you..."
Fu Yanqing's instructions came from inside: "Let her come up."
The servants looked at Lin Fushuang in astonishment, and they were all stunned.
What kind of ecstasy soup did this woman pour into the governor? The governor never lets anyone get into his car.
"yes."
Lin Fushuang lifted up her skirt and got into the car, then got into the car.
Fu Yanqing was sitting on a soft cushion with her eyes closed. She said nothing and found a place to sit far away.
The carriage drove slowly towards the long street.
Lin Fushuang sat upright, not daring to relax for a moment.
Nine Thousand Years Old is indeed a big demon who makes corrupt officials frightened. He is full of aura. Even if he closes his eyes and does not speak, he can still make people feel a strong sense of oppression.
"Do you know who the governor is mainly looking for?" Fu Yanqing suddenly opened his eyes, but did not look at Lin Fushuang.
When she was at the Hou Mansion, what she said to him was, "I know where the person you are looking for is hiding."
