Xin Zhuo had to re-examine this eldest sister. He felt that there was no reason why she was locked up at home. He was afraid that she was going crazy!
"You don't believe me?" Jiang Huan's face was full of disappointment, and she said in the voice of only two people: "You should believe me! Back then, the Jiang family was too powerful and too big, with disciples and former officials all over the world, and when the Heavenly Emperor seized the throne, the government and the public During the turmoil, many people tried to persuade your grandfather to ascend the throne. Did you know that?
In the end, my great-uncle did not agree, but he also laid the root of the disaster and was taken into consideration by the imperial court, which eventually led to the battle of the Kunxu Demon. The day I came back to report the message, that is, the day you were lost, the Shenwu Army and the Dianqian Army rebelled, mixed with Feng Jian. Si, Zhenwu Si, Qin Tianjian and the masters in the palace.
Basically all the boys and girls of the Jiang family were killed, the old lady died tragically, and even Princess Zheng, Princess Beihai, Princess Feihuang, and Princess Liyang were also killed. I think... I saw it with my own eyes, I can’t remember clearly. .
Later, it was your mother who returned from the Taiping Palace to calm the chaos and stabilize the situation! As a result, in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the old lady and the others disappeared, and they ran out alive. I suspected that they were taken away from their bodies, or they were disguised by secret magic!
If not, why don't they take revenge?
correct! Do you know? The reason why you are lost is actually your father's arrangement. Xin Si is not a man slave at all. He is your grandfather's milk brother. Before your father died, he had predicted everything and asked me to come back secretly and tell him that he would take you. Fly far away! "
Xin Zhuo looked at her hesitantly, feeling cold all over his body. He didn't weave the story this way. He hesitated for a moment: "Does my mother know?"
Jiang Huan grabbed his hand, her eyes dim with tears: "What can your mother do if she knows? Can she fight against all the ministers on her own? In her heart, she only hopes that you are safe. When you come back, she will stick to you, and she won't go anywhere. Go, right?”
Xin Zhuo's scalp was numb: "So, what method do you have to teach me?"
Jiang Huan said in a deep voice: "Now there is only the Western Qin Army, Third Uncle..."
"Bang!"
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the old lady appeared at the door with a group of servants. She was in tears and choked with sobs: "Huan'er, what on earth do you want my grandmother to do? Grandma, please Stop talking nonsense, haven't you caused enough trouble?"
As he spoke, he rushed over and hugged Jiang Huan. Tears were pouring down his face and he was sobbing loudly. His white hair was a little messy, which was very sad to see.
Jiang Huan's body trembled and she suddenly hugged her: "Grandma, please forgive me. The elders of the family died tragically. Huan'er feels uncomfortable in her heart. Huan'er is going crazy."
Then she choked and cried bitterly to Xin Zhuo: "Brother, eldest sister is talking nonsense. I really can't control myself. All my thoughts are about the death of my father and brother...I'm sorry..."
Xin Zhuo sighed and patted the old lady and Jiang Huan on the shoulders: "Grandma, please unchain the eldest sister. The meridians have been severed, so what can I do? I have tried it, and she still has one month at most to live. Even gods can't." Can’t be saved!”
Jiang Huan has indeed lost her vitality and is seeking death. No matter how amazing the medical skills in the world are, she cannot save her. She is about to die mentally and mentally.
Got up and walked out.
The crying behind him was louder.
Xin Zhuo's steps were very slow and his expression was awkward. When it came to things like seizing someone's body, he was the number one player! Not so straightforward!
"Your eldest sister Jiang Huan has suffered all her life."
The old lady walked aside at some point, "He was a genius back then. He was betrothed to the son of Duke Xu Guogong at the age of fourteen. The boy died of illness the next year. At the age of fifteen, he was betrothed to the grandson of Prince Liang, and then the boy disappeared.
At the age of sixteen, she went to war with her father, her whole family was destroyed, and she became confused. She was immersed in fantasy all day long. Sometimes she believed what she said, and it was difficult for us to question the truth. Grandma had no choice but to trap her in this way. , the human heart is made of flesh, and grandma also feels pain.
That day, your grandmother and several of your aunts were indeed on the verge of tragic death and fell in a pool of blood, but they were desperately escorted to safety by the masters of the mansion.
What happened about your mother may be true, but if your mother doesn’t tell you, who knows?
At that time, your eldest sister also said that today's life has been changed. She said it so vividly that all the officials in the court were at a loss. Alas! "
With a long sigh, he took a different path and left, as if he had aged more than ten years and his steps were hobbled.
Xin Zhuo paused for a moment, then turned to the other side.
As soon as they arrived at Lanxian Pavilion, Li Yun was waiting, holding a letter in her hand and handing it over respectfully.
Seeing the familiar pattern, Xin Zhuo knew who it was. He took it and opened it, and saw a line of beautiful small words: "Little bandit, I will arrive in the capital in two days. Is it unexpected? What can I treat..."
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but smile as he thought of that handsome girl who was dignified, virtuous, principled, had her own ideas, and had a very special temperament.
"Little lover?"
I don't know when my mother sat on his desk and looked at him with a smile on her face.
Xin Zhuo was a little embarrassed: "Mom, can you stop doing this? I'm so embarrassed."
"You know how to be shy." Ji Jiuwei patted the side and Xin Zhuo sat over. She then said: "Jiang Huan is indeed crazy, but she is not completely talking nonsense. One thing she said is true. Xin Si is your father. The arrangement, not just him, the whole government arranged for thirty-nine people to take thirty-nine children of similar age to you. Even the mother was hidden. He guessed that some people would take the opportunity to kill the Jiang family. Heir. Mom doesn’t even know if it’s right or wrong to let you come back and bear so many burdens?”
Xin Zhuo was silent. I thought he was here to win.
Ji Jiuwei was silent for a moment and then changed the topic: "If you like Su Miaojin, that girl, you can take advantage of this opportunity to cook the rice. Mom supports you."
Xin Zhuo was a little surprised: "Is it appropriate?"
Ji Jiuwei hated the iron and said: "You boy, that girl has looked carefully for my mother. She is a good girl with a kind heart. She has helped you so much. If you are interested in her and hesitate, it will be someone else's, let alone her." She was your wife."
Xin Zhuo was completely embarrassed: "Are you...sure?"
"Why are you not sure, mother?"
…
September twenty-two.
Ji Jiuwei, the elder of the Taiping Palace and the eldest princess of Qin in the Great Zhou Dynasty, brought her son Jiang Yuqing into the Taiping Palace!
The nine thousand members and disciples of the Taiping Palace, who had free time, all gathered around to watch, and all they saw were people with wide robes and long sleeves, handsome, free and easy-going, or handsome people.
There is no ordinary curiosity, excitement, or watching the excitement, but only calmness and respect. They are neat and tidy as if they are well-measured wooden stakes. No matter how the Jiang family prince looks outside, he is extremely inconspicuous in the Taiping Palace. There is no shortage of true Shinto masters in the Taiping Palace.
What they respected was what Elder Ji Jiuwei and the onlookers looked like, the unparalleled and arrogant elder Ji's son, and whether he was qualified to participate in Fengtian Tower.
Xin Zhuo was already immune to the attention of the crowd. He just took a cursory glance at the crowd, and then he was surprised to find that there were so many masters that he could easily ignore them. He looked at the majestic palace and the misty clouds behind the crowd.
How many monuments are there? Isn’t this going to be posted?
