Jia Heng looked gloomy and said nothing.
Everyone in the Jia family also looked unhappy.
The second king was meant to watch jokes, and it can be said that the purpose of watching jokes has been achieved.
Jia Heng turned around and came to the pavilion. He glanced at Jia She and his son who were eating wine and food in the pavilion. "It's none of their business." He shook his head secretly.
At this time, Jia She took the handkerchief handed over by Mrs. Xing, wiped his mouth, and looked at Jia Heng coldly, his heart already filled with jealousy.
Jia Mu glanced at Jia She, turned around and ordered Yuanyang, "Bring those two packages over."
Yuanyang responded, took a package containing winter and summer clothes and scattered silver from Lin Zhixiao's family, and handed it to Jia She and Jia Lian.
On this side, Yingchun also went to the pavilion with the support of Yuanchun, along with the maid and the maid, and briefly exchanged a few words with Jia She and Jia Lian. .
Then, Jia She and Jia Lian finally set off. Under the escort of Fan Zi from the inner factory, they gradually disappeared from everyone's sight along the official road.
Jia Zheng looked solemn, came to Jia Heng and murmured: "Ziyu, just now Yucun actually took refuge with King Zhongshun?"
Jia Heng said: "This person from Jia Yucun has always been unjust and unjust. Even if he didn't lose his official position because of the Wenlong incident, if he sees my Jia family losing power, he will be hurt."
This is why he didn't recruit Jia Yucun, knowing that his political conduct was despicable, and still kept him under his command. What else was he to do if he wasn't laying mines around him?
Everyone watched Jia She and his son go away. The sky was gloomy and they got into the carriage with worries and returned to Jia's house.
The arrival of King Zhongshun and King Qi was like a dark cloud in the sky, covering the hearts of everyone in the Jia family except Jia Heng.
In the past, I only learned from words that the two princes and Rong Ning's second house seemed to be unwilling to deal with each other, and there was no such intuitive experience. But just now, although it was just a simple verbal confrontation, it was dangerous and scary.
Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall
At this moment, Jia Mu, Mrs. Xing Wang, Aunt Xue, Sister Feng, Baochai and Yingchun have all taken their seats. The atmosphere in the formerly noisy Rongqing Hall is still a bit depressing and gloomy.
Although the sadness on Jia Mu's old face was reduced a little, she still looked worried. She looked at Jia Heng and warned: "Brother Heng, today, the two princes, King Zhongshun and King Qi, have no good intentions. You have to be careful." That’s it.”
Now in the east and west mansions, only Jia Heng is serving as an official. If something happens, the sky will fall in Ning Rong's second mansion.
But facing these two kings, even Jia Mu couldn't say anything when she turned around, so she could only endure it for a while.
Jia Heng was sitting aside, sipping his own tea, and said in a deep voice: "Old lady, I know what's going on. There's no need to worry, old lady. I hope you can take care of yourself and your bones."
Jia She and his son have been exiled, and the dust has completely settled. The Jia family's internal troubles have been eliminated, so they should be happy.
Well, of course, it's hard to say this clearly, he can just enjoy it secretly.
Jia Mu sighed, opened her mouth, and finally swallowed back what she wanted to say.
Aunt Xue comforted Jia Mu at the side and said: "Old lady, although people hate our family, they are still afraid of our family after all, so they don't quarrel with each other. The so-called hemp pole is afraid of two wolves. Old lady, this is what we do outside. Guan'er, you offend me and I offend you, it's not that easy."
When Sister Feng is exhausted mentally and physically from worrying about Jia Lian, Aunt Xue, a relative, can play the role of a cheerleader.
"What my concubine said is that we are afraid of fighting from both ends, otherwise we wouldn't have given in..." Jia Mu nodded and said with emotion: "Actually, it was the same when the young Duke was here. I heard that outside It was also dangerously tight, but in the end it didn’t matter much.”
Mrs. Wang glanced at the young man and thought to herself, when the prince of Xiaoguo was here, people who were loyal and obedient were not bullied like this. Some people could only bully Baoyu in the east and west mansions. If she really met such a prince, He suddenly became mute.
Jia Zheng's face was solemn and he said worriedly: "Prince Zhongshun is the brother of the emperor, why don't you expect him to be so arrogant?"
"Tian Huangguiwei is often arrogant and frivolous. It's not easy for Brother Heng to deal with it." Mrs. Wang nodded, took the opportunity to take over the conversation, and whispered: "I was just thinking, at the beginning, The Prince of Chu's Mansion asked the sworn brother's daughter-in-law to come to propose marriage. If she marries the Prince of Chu at this time, Brother Heng may now have many helpers outside."
Yuan Chun was sitting on the embroidered pier not far away, his plump face slightly pale, his bright eyes looking at the boy in the python suit, and his lips pursed.
Jia Heng glanced at Mrs. Wang and said, "Second Madam, is it true that my eldest sister can be a better helper in the palace?"
Mrs. Wang: "..."
Jia Heng looked at Mrs. Wang and said: "My Jia family is a meritorious family and a dual-state family. As long as we focus on state affairs and be loyal to the emperor, why do we need to marry the vassal king and protect it ourselves? If we are talking about who can rely on behind, I, Jia Heng, The family has only one person to rely on, and that is the Holy Emperor in the palace! If Jia She and his son had not violated the national law, how could they be so ashamed today?"
Jia Mu glared at Mrs. Wang and said comfortingly: "Brother Heng, you are always the one who makes the decision about external matters. Baoyu's mother is also worried, that's what she said."
At this time, Rong Ning's second house is in harmony, so how can they start making trouble again?
Jia Heng put down the tea cup and said with a sullen expression: "We can close the door and say whatever we want, but I'm afraid some people always think about the royal family and relatives, thinking that they can climb the dragon and the phoenix, and that the mother is more noble than the daughter. They think about it day and night, which is almost the same as the devil."
Mrs. Wang was criticized by name in front of so many people, and her face turned pale. The hand hidden in her sleeve was holding the prayer beads tightly, and she felt extremely humiliated.
Now Dongfu almost shouted and scolded her, showing no dignity at all.
Aunt Xue's face also looked a little unnatural, she lowered her eyes and pinched her handkerchief.
Don't say anything short in front of a cripple.
Mother Jia's face changed slightly, and she pretended not to hear what she said. She looked at Yuan Chun and whispered, "Girl, just send your mother back to rest. She's tired too."
Yuanchun bit her pale lips, said "Hmm" softly, and was about to help Mrs. Wang to leave.
Jia Heng stood up at the same time and said: "Old lady, it's noon now. You should have a meal. I have finished my lunch and have official duties to attend to, so I will go back first."
He was going to discuss the matter of Eucalyptus with Miaoyu later, and then went to Jinyi Mansion to start planning a counterattack. He really didn't have time to "fight" with Mrs. Wang who "can't tell the difference between big and small kings".
Without further words, he stood up and left.
When Jia Mu saw this scene of people walking away, her expression changed slightly, she opened her mouth, and finally let out a long sigh.
Watching Jia Heng "leaving with a puff of sleeves", the atmosphere in Rongqing Hall suddenly became as solid as ice. Jia Mu scolded: "Mother Baoyu, why do you bother to say those things again? He knows it all."
I don't know why, but these two people are naturally incompatible. Now is the time to compete, which has hurt the feelings of the two houses.
Jia Zheng also sighed, frowned and said, "What you said is just a woman's opinion."
Being scolded by Jia Mu and Jia Zheng together, Mrs. Wang's eyes were slightly red, and she felt aggrieved. She choked and said: "Old lady, I had good intentions, but it's better for him. He was angry with the prince outside. If you don't like it, just throw it at me."
Jia Mu frowned. She didn't know why, but she always felt that what she said was a bit strange and inappropriate. She said: "Baoyu mother, didn't Brother Heng drive away the two princes earlier, and we didn't suffer a loss? It's not necessarily the case." If you are angry, why do you have to talk about the big girl's affairs?"
Although I didn't suffer a loss, I just couldn't help it.
At this time, Sister Feng winked at Ping'er, and then Ping'er left with Yingchun, Baochai and other maids. For a while, only Jia Mu, Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang Xing and Sister Feng were left in Rongqing Hall. .
"Speaking of the eldest girl, why did he agree in the first place? She patted her chest and said that the marriage fell on him. Now the eldest girl has not seen any movement from him day by day." As soon as they left, Mrs. Wang simply opened the skylight and spoke frankly. , laughed at himself and said: "And the master, he said it all."
Seeing this scene, Yuan Chun sighed and advised: "Mom, Brother Heng is worried about you. Brother Heng now has me in charge of many shop businesses. As for my father's affairs, I have to wait patiently." .”
Mrs. Wang glanced at Yuan Chun and sighed inwardly, they just need you to help. Anyway, after you leave the cabinet, you won't be able to take away a penny of the shop's profit.
But knowing that these words, my eldest daughter, who had been drunk by Uncle Heng, could not listen to a single word, which only hurt the relationship between mother and daughter.
Jia Mu sighed, feeling a little irritable, and said, "Big girl, take your mother down first and have a rest."
After all these things, she gradually became tired.
Anyway, she didn't have a few good years left, so she just couldn't let go of Baoyu. She waited for Baoyu for another two years and decided to get married to Yu'er first. At that time, her uncle and Brother Heng would take care of her from now on, alas...
Not mentioning that Jia's mother was disheartened in Rongqing Hall, she said that Jia Heng returned to Ningguo Mansion, picked up a stack of files in the study, and turned to the courtyard where Xichun was to look for Miaoyu.
In the wing room where Miaoyu lived, the light in the room was slightly dim due to the gloomy weather outside. There was a candle on the high table, and the orange firelight was as soft as water, soaking in the green gauze mosquito net on the bed.
Miaoyu looks better today. She is dressed in light blue monk's robes. She is sitting on the bed with a book in her hand. The words "Three Kingdoms" can be vaguely seen on the blue cover.
Miaoyu raised her eyes like water from the storybook, with a gloomy atmosphere lingering between her quiet and beautiful eyebrows, looking at the window and thinking.
She considered most of the Fanhua books to be the works of poor scholars who "teached adultery and thieves". They were not even as good as some ghosts and strange stories, with twists and turns, and were clear and interesting. Therefore, judging from the names, she had not read it much before, and I don't want to be sad today. Feeling something, I flipped through it and felt that the writing was... pretty good.
"We are happy to meet each other over a pot of turbid wine. Many things in ancient and modern times can be laughed and talked about." Miaoyu admired these two words, her crystal clear eyes flashed, showing a thoughtful look.
These words, seeing through the world, broad-minded and heroic, are almost the same as the saying "Even if there is an iron threshold for a thousand years, there will eventually be a soiled bun", but it has more powerful imagery and high aspirations.
Perhaps this is what he said was his lifelong ambition, to leave a name in history and make immortal achievements.
"How can a man stay depressed for a long time?" Miaoyu didn't know why, but she suddenly remembered a sentence from Lu Fengxian in the storybook, and she chuckled, and her face was as pale as paper, as if snow had fallen on the core of a pear, and she was so beautiful for no reason.
With the mind of a girl, she could predict some of Lu Bu's fate.
"What time is it?" Miaoyu put away some trivial thoughts and asked suddenly.
The girl Su Su was sitting at the door, doing needlework. She turned her head when she heard the words, and said crisply: "Girl, it's almost noon. The kitchen will bring some rice and soup later."
Miaoyu said "hmm", frowned her beautiful eyebrows, said nothing more, lowered her eyes and turned to the light, continuing to read the storybook.
Actually, that's not what she wanted to ask.
It's noon... The man probably came in the evening.
However, some people just thought about it without thinking. Suddenly, the grandmother outside the screen called "Uncle Heng." Not long after, as familiar footsteps approached, a tall figure appeared in the reflection.
Miaoyu's face paused slightly, then she bit her lips. She didn't know what her mentality was, but she hurriedly opened a corner of the quilt and hid the Three Kingdoms dialect book.
While talking, Jia Heng stepped into the back room, looked at Miaoyu sitting on the bed, took a look at the pure and cold face, and asked: "Master, are you feeling better today?"
Under Miaoyu's beautiful eyebrows, her bright eyes looked at Jia Heng, and she said in a cold voice: "Thanks to Uncle Heng's concern, I am much better today."
"It looks a little better." Jia Heng said softly, holding the file in his hand, found an embroidery pier, and sat in front of Miaoyu's bed. This undoubtedly made Miaoyu's bright eyes tremble, but he didn't say anything. What.
Jia Heng handed over the dossier in a cowhide bag and said, "This is the dossier and evidence of your father."
When Miaoyu heard this, she was startled. Her eyes fell on the file and she couldn't pull away from it.
When she was in the temple, she was only shocked to hear the bad news about her family. She didn't know what specific mistakes her father had made, which led to the court's investigation and implicated the family.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, his voice was a little lower, and he said: "There is something fishy about the case. It can even be said that it is not an exaggeration to conclude that it is an injustice."
Miaoyu's color changed slightly, and she stood up. She stepped forward to take the file in Jia Heng's hand, and then started to read through it.
Jia Heng didn't bother him, and quietly watched Miao Yu read the papers. He took the fragrant tea from the little girl Susu and sipped it with his head down.
Miaoyu read the file attentively. As time passed, her hands trembled, as if she was reading the painful scenes of the past from the text. At some point, her eye circles were red and her eyes were misty, but the girl pursed her lips tightly. Yingchun, silent, obviously has a stubborn temper.
Jia Heng whispered: "Your father somehow offended King Zhongshun and infiltrated him into the prince's remnant party. The key evidence at that time was a few letters exchanged with Hu Ji, the commander-in-chief of Fuzhou. But from my point of view, it should be It's a forgery. I just need to find your father's other letters and compare the handwriting in detail. Do you still have your father's letters or reading notes with you?"
Once in prison, the spirit of execution was strong, and the officials of the judicial department did not screen them, or in other words, under the instruction of King Zhongshun, they deliberately organized and implicated them, which naturally led to many injustices.
"I've got some letters," Miaoyu said, and then ordered, "Susu, go get a brocade box from the wardrobe."
Jia Heng nodded and continued: "This scandal is deeply involved. It is very difficult to redress now. We need to wait for the opportunity. Are you willing to wait?"
Miaoyu looked at the young man intently and nodded.
Jia Heng thought for a while and then said: "During this period, I am thinking of overthrowing King Zhongshun first, and then rehabilitating him when the time is right. This cannot be done overnight."
There are some things that are hard to reveal to Mrs. Wang and others, but there is no need to hide them too much from Miaoyu.
While speaking, Jia Heng saw that Miao Yu was about to cry. He was silent for a moment and said with relief: "If you want to cry, just cry. A monk is as ruthless as his family members who gave birth to him. How can he be compassionate to others?"
Wang Yangming advised monks to return to secular life, saying so, how can the nature of parents be destroyed?
Even Daoji looked half-crying, half-laughing when he was shocked to hear that his family had been destroyed and his wife had gone crazy. If he has no compassion for himself, how can he be compassionate to others?
When Miaoyu heard the words, her delicate body trembled slightly, her tear-filled eyes flashed, and then she turned her head towards the inner room and sobbed softly.
Seeing this scene, Jia Heng sighed softly, took the handkerchief and handed it over.
Miaoyu reached out and took the handkerchief. After a while, she wiped away her tears and gradually recovered her mood.
"Master, have you been watching my Three Kingdoms recently?" Jia Heng's eyes flashed and he asked in surprise.
But when Miaoyu turned around, she pulled the brocade quilt, and the Three Kingdoms dialect book was suddenly revealed and jumped into Jia Heng's eyes, but the position was somewhat awkward.
Because it was pressed under Miaoyu's thigh, the cover was even bent at a corner.
This... is hard not to think about.
When Miaoyu heard the words, she also noticed something. She said "Uh-huh" and subconsciously turned around. This time, she pressed it under her thigh again.
However, Jia Heng had already subconsciously reached for the storybook, and his hand was immediately pressed under his legs, of course only the back of his hand.
"You..." Miaoyu froze on the spot, dumbfounded. There were still tears shining in her bright eyes under her beautiful eyebrows, but they were hanging on her eyelashes. They were also falling due to panic at this moment.
Jia Heng frowned and asked, "Master, why don't you lift your legs and let me take it out?"
Miaoyu: "???"
Not caring about the tiger and wolf nature of these words, he quickly stood up with his legs bent, but a light red cloud couldn't help but appear on his pure and beautiful face, and his delicate body trembled slightly.
Jia Heng took out the Three Kingdoms dialect book as if nothing had happened and placed it between his palms, still warm, and "pretended" to read it, giving Miaoyu some time to calm down.
Miaoyu looked a little unnatural and muttered: "I... just had nothing to do and looked through it at will."
After thinking about it for a while, I felt that my words were unfounded, so I calmed down and said, "Your opening chapter "Linjiang Immortal" is indeed unique."
Jia Heng closed the book on Three Kingdoms and said softly: "Well, you might as well read it to relieve your boredom. This is the first volume. The second volume will be printed as a book soon. I'll have someone send it to you later."
Miaoyu softly said "hmm", but she didn't know what to feel in her heart.
At this time, the girl Susu said: "Girl, here is the letter."
Jia Heng took the letter and did not open it to read. Instead, he put it into a cowhide bag on the side and said seriously: "I took these letters back and asked someone to compare them. If there are any abnormalities, I will tell you."
Miaoyu nodded and said nothing more.
In other words, my mind is so confused at the moment that I don’t know what to say.
At this time, a nun said: "Girl, the kitchen has prepared meals and soup."
Jia Heng turned around and asked, "Have you made a lot of fast food? I'll accompany your girl to use some."
Mammy smiled and said: "Don't worry, uncle, the kitchen has done a lot. I'll ask for more rice."
Miaoyu's lips moved and she looked at the young man with complex eyes.
Today is her mother's memorial day, he also wants to eat fast with her?
No, he may have done it on a whim, but it was definitely not because of this.
With this thought in mind, his face remained as cold as ever, and his voice was like flowing jade from a spring: "I'm afraid it won't suit Uncle Heng's taste."
"Actually, it's not bad." Jia Heng took the Three Kingdoms dialect book and looked at Miaoyu's face as beautiful as a snow lotus. He was silent for a while and said: "Today is my aunt's memorial day. My aunt's spirit is in heaven, and I hope you will be well. "
When Miaoyu heard this, her heart was shaken. She was hiding in the quilt and holding the handkerchief, her fingers already clenched tightly.
After a while, grandma came over with soup and food and placed them on the small table aside.
"Drink the decoction first." Jia Heng stood up and took the steaming decoction. While stirring it with a spoon and blowing on the hot air, he said in a condensing voice: "Just now, the East and West Palaces went to see Jia She off, and King Zhongshun came over to watch the joke. .”
Miaoyu looked at the young man who was holding the soup, her eyes flickered, and she was worried deep in her heart. She pursed her pink lips and said, "You said just now that you have made arrangements. I guess you have a plan in mind."
People who can write the Three Kingdoms dialects are full of wisdom and planning, and they will not be completely unprepared.
Jia Heng handed over the decoction and said, "That's about it. Just wait a few more days."
King Zhongshun's son, if he got the key evidence, he was still hesitant whether he would light the fire or let others light it.
And after what happened this morning, he was wondering if he should light a fire himself? Anyway, the conflict is already on the surface. Maybe it would be better if we fight hand to hand?
Otherwise, it would be suspected of conspiracy.
At his age, it is not easy for him to give the emperor a feminine and cunning look.
At this time, the little girl Susu on the side handed over a towel. Miaoyu stretched out her hand to fold the towel on the quilt and spread a layer on the quilt in front of her.
Jia Heng watched this scene with interest, and for some reason, he felt a familiar sense of déjà vu.
As if her hands were burned by Jia Heng's gaze, or in other words, she had already saved some attention to notice Jia Heng's demeanor. Miaoyu paused slightly, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment. As she lowered her eyes, her thoughts were exquisite and clear, and she seemed to be thinking about a certain scene. , a flash of embarrassment flashed between his eyebrows, and said: "Uncle Heng, give me the medicine bowl."
Jia Heng nodded, handed the medicine bowl over, and said, "Slow down, it's a little hot."
Miaoyu said "hmm", lowered her head and used the decoction, spoonful by spoonful, and ate in small bites, no longer looking at Jia Heng.
A person like her is born with an ominous nature and has a bad fate. She can harm her parents and brothers. If... it will only bring disaster to him.
If he just sympathized with her or even pitied her, that would be unnecessary.
Thinking of this, Miaoyu sighed quietly in her heart, and suddenly felt that the soup in her mouth became more and more bitter.
Jia Heng didn't know what Miao Yu was thinking, because her grandma had brought her the vegetarian meal, and she was a little hungry now.
Miaoyu handed the soup bowl to the little girl. Under Liuye's slender eyebrows, her clear eyes looked quietly at the boy in the python suit who was eating rice and vegetables at the table.
The young man was wearing a beautifully embroidered python suit and a wingless hat with a mountain shape on his head. He was holding a kuaizi, picked up large pieces of vegetables, put them into a bowl, and ate rice. Even the food was very sweet, let her see I also had quite an appetite for a while.
"Master, this vegetarian meal is quite delicious." Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Miaoyu and asked: "Master, if that's better, why don't we come down and share some together?"
I am used to eating big fish and big meat, and occasionally changing back to the bland taste is another experience.
Miaoyu nodded slightly, lifted the quilt and stood up. The girl was wearing a blue pleated monk's robe, which could not hide her graceful figure.
At this time, the little girl Susu gave a big cloak and asked Miaoyu to put it on.
Jia Heng frowned, looked at Miaoyu, and asked, "Do you still have strength now?"
Miaoyu sat down, picked up Kuaizi, picked up the porcelain bowl, and said softly: "It seems much better."
The girl said, her eating movements were very graceful, and she had the gentle charm of Su Wu. However, her expression was cold, and she was ill, so she was undoubtedly a little more delicate.
Jia Heng didn't say much else and just slowed down a little.
In the afternoon, Jia Heng put down Kuaizi and wanted to wipe his mouth with a handkerchief. Suddenly he felt that his sleeve was empty, but he remembered that he had wiped Miaoyu's tears just now.
At this moment, a pair of slender jade hands stretched out from the lacquered wood table. Miaoyu handed over a plain silk embroidered plum handkerchief. Her voice was still cold and she said: "The one you just had can't be used, use this one."
Jia Heng reached out to take the handkerchief, wiped his mouth, then picked up the tea cup and sipped the tea.
"If you are busy, you can go and do it first." Miaoyu suddenly raised her eyes with stars and moons and said softly.
"It's okay, don't worry about it for a while." Jia Heng said in a low voice.
Miaoyu didn't say anything else and just ate the food quietly.
Jia Heng had a vegetarian meal at Miaoyu's place and went to Jinyi Mansion without staying too much.
Let’s talk about King Zhongshun later. This prince got on the carriage and returned to the capital with King Qi. The guards of Jinyi Mansion followed him all the way to the city gate cave and did not see him off again.
"My eldest nephew, it's already half noon. The braised lion's head at Wangyue Tower in front of me is not bad. Why don't we have dinner together?" Prince Zhongshun opened the curtain of the carriage, got out of the carriage, and invited him with a smile.
Prince Qi smiled and said, "Uncle, my nephew was ordered to stay away from home by his father." "
King Zhongshun twisted his beard with his hand and said: "I will ask the Holy One for a favor later. You have been grounded for a period of time. Even if it is a small punishment or a big warning, it is enough."
"Thank you very much, uncle." Prince Qi smiled, then looked at Jia Yucun aside, and said, "This one is nervous when he looks down."
"Student Bingchenke Jinshi, former Yin Jiahua of Tianfu Prefecture, met Prince Qi." Jia Yucun bowed his hands and bowed very respectfully.
It has to be said that Jia Yucun's background as a second-ranked Jinshi still carries considerable weight, and he has a square appearance, a tall figure, and a good sensory impression.
"Your surname is Jia?" Prince Qi heard a few keywords such as "Jin Shi", "Yin Ying Tian Fu Yin", his eyes rolled, and he said with a sneer: "I can see that no one named Jia is hanging around in front of me!"
King Zhongshun looked at this scene and said nothing. He just smiled and watched Jia Yucun respond.
Jia Yucun's expression did not change and he said: "Although the student's surname is Jia, he has a deep hatred for the Lord of Ning State, and his hatred is higher than that of the prince. It was originally because of the prince's service."
It's like being trained. Once the bottom line is breached, it will be breached step by step. At this moment, Jia Yucun no longer has any shame.
At this time, Zhou Changshi briefly told the story to Prince Qi, and Prince Qi suddenly realized it and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Yucun. Xiao Wang has heard of it, and he is also the person who was deeply persecuted by Jia Heng's son. I really misunderstood Mr. Yucun just now. "
Then he reached out and took Jia Yucun's arm and said, "I offended you just now, and I hope Mr. Yucun can forgive me."
King Zhongshun glanced at King Qi, feeling suspicious in his heart, and thought to himself, what is this Chen Cheng up to?
Zhou Changshi frowned and understood the meaning. The two ranking Jinshi, Jinling Prefecture Yin... these were enough to win over.
Jia Yucun was overjoyed. With the help of these two kings, perhaps his resurrection was not far away. He hurriedly said: "The prince has killed the student."
Then a group of people went to Wangyue Tower to discuss the plan to defeat Ning.
At the same time, when King Zhongshun and Zhou Changshi went to watch the Jia family's joke.
Zhongshun Prince's Mansion, inner study room
A dexterous figure sneaked in quietly, sneaked around the screen, entered the inner room, walked quietly to the bookcase, and began to look for something in the table and cabinet under the bookcase.
After a while, Qi Guan'er frowned and her eyes flashed coldly.
Thinking about it, from what I saw the day before yesterday, there should be a secret room or mezzanine in the study room, but where is the entrance to the secret room...?
Qi Guan'er stroked in front of the bookshelf, moved the vase slightly, and sometimes moved the table, but there was still no change.
As soon as my mind moved, I came behind the calligraphy and painting and started knocking on the wall.
"Dongdong..."
There are echoes within and differences within.
"Sure enough, it's here." Qi Guan'er felt happy and started looking around for the mechanism.
But at this moment, she suddenly heard the voices of a man and a woman outside. Qi Guan'er was startled and hurriedly ran towards the curtain on the side.
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