"Mother!"
Outside the Yinwu Pavilion, Jiang Xuanyao's scream tore through the sky. His face was ferocious and twisted, his eyes were wide open, and crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
Although the pain all over my body was unbearable, even twitching and shaking was a luxury.
"Yao'er!"
Ning fell to the ground, anxious and angry, her heart was bleeding with regret, but Jiang Li couldn't get close despite the heavy shadow of his stick and the roaring wind.
He could only lie on the ground tremblingly, watching helplessly as Jiang Li violently struck Aizi with the stick, one after another.
Jiang Xuanyao lay on the ground like a sandbag, his body shaking as the stick fell, but his wailing became smaller and smaller.
"enough!"
The courtyard door of Yinwu Pavilion opened with a bang, like a dam collapsing, and a huge wave swept out.
Two figures walked out, one behind the other.
Qiu Tianhai, the chief steward of the Hou Mansion, walked behind with his head lowered. His hair was as white as snow and he was thin and short. However, he was wearing a wide and large black robe. It was empty and looked quite strange. .
The short figure is almost completely hidden in the shadow of Zhenwu Hou like a demon, without any sense of existence, as if it is just a pendant on the owner's body.
Jiang Shi's army marched like a dragon, as powerful as a mountain. As they walked step by step, it seemed as if the whole sky was pouring down.
His hair is black and thick, his eyebrows are like swords, and there is no trace of the passage of time on his face that has been cut with a knife or an axe.
With a glance of his narrow eyes, a huge pressure from Mount Tai was poured down on Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's shoulders suddenly sank, and he was almost pushed to his knees on the spot. It was like a huge stone was placed on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
But the young man's eyebrows were stern, his expression remained unchanged, his true energy was running wildly throughout his body, his spirit was concentrated, and he guarded his true heart.
Gritting his teeth, Jiang Li slowly raised his head, holding on to his half-broken gun, "Jiang Li has seen his father!"
"Master Marquis, look at how this good son of yours, who is a biological brother of the same blood, can be so ruthless, your Yao'er was almost beaten to death by him!"
When Ning saw Jiang Shirong, she felt like she had someone to rely on, and her momentum suddenly became strong.
She took two steps at a time and threw herself at Jiang Shirong's feet. She was crying so hard that I felt pity for her. "There are also these government soldiers, who were deceived by Jiang Li. They also came to bully our mother and son. Hou Master, I am a fifth-grade imperial concubine conferred by the imperial court. How can Yaoer participate in martial arts and bring glory to the Hou Mansion when he is injured like this!"
"You also know that you are the royal wife who was conferred by the imperial court!"
Jiang Shirong's eyes flickered and he glanced at Ningshi coldly, "Is it what you should do to instruct your servants to murder a concubine?"
"Master Hou!"
Ning was startled when she heard this, her eyes glazed over.
Of course she knew that what she had done could no longer be concealed.
What kind of person is Zhen Wuhou? He has insight into every detail. Wu Zhenxiao can see the cause and effect with just a glance.
But she is the common wife of the Hou Mansion, the wife canonized by the imperial court, and her words and deeds represent the face of the Hou Mansion.
Even if her behavior is a bit reckless, Mr. Hou must take into account the face of the Hou Mansion and help him cover it up!
How could he expose the truth directly in front of so many servants?
Doesn't the Marquis dislike this son who has the blood of the remnants of the Qin Kingdom the most?
Why would you stand up for him?
Is it because of Qianjunhou Liu Honglie?
Ning's heart was filled with confusion, fear and worry.
Suddenly I felt regretful.
She recalled Grandma Yan's sudden visit, and vaguely felt that she seemed to have fallen into the trap of the eldest lady.
"In just two months, you have cultivated to the realm of madness!"
Jiang Shirong ignored Ning, and his eyes fell on Jiang Li again, his brilliance looming.
"Replying to father, it was just a lucky break!"
Jiang Li nodded and acquiesced.
He dared to come to Yinwu Pavilion today, and he had no intention of continuing to hide his Qi realm.
As his martial arts realm continues to improve, no matter how well he hides it, some subtle flaws will inevitably appear in his movements and body shape.
Rather than being suspected and discovered by Jiang Shirong, it is better to take the initiative to reveal his Qi veins to hide the strength of his martial arts veins.
What's more, the higher the level of Qi channel cultivation, the more severe the loss of life span.
It can also reduce Jiang Shirong's wariness towards him to a certain extent, as well as the eldest lady's hostility towards him.
This is also the reason why he wants to participate in the martial arts competition with Qi Meridian Realm.
"I already know what happened today. Although Ning is wrong, she is your mother after all. You also punished Yao'er. The mother's sins are repaid by the son, and this matter has been revealed!"
Jiang Shirong waved his hand, with a firm tone that would not allow disobedience. He looked into Jiang Li's narrow eyes, with hidden swords and guns, as deep as the sea.
"Jiang Li, you have many suggestions on the three strategies to control Mang. You have made great contributions to our great Zhou Dynasty. It is indeed wrong for you to let you join Qianjunhou's mansion. I have written to Liu Qianshan, Qianjunhou's son, to cancel this sect. Marriage!"
Jiang Shirong paused and said: "However, your status has been reduced to a lowly status. If you want to get rid of it, you have to rely on yourself. Since you have a good Qi, I will write a letter for you, recommending you to go to the East China Sea to guard the border, where the Japanese invaders Bandits are rampant, but there are no fierce battles, so you can slowly accumulate merits!"
"Father's kindness is appreciated by Jiang Li, but today's matter must not be forgotten like this!"
Jiang Li's eyes flashed, and a chill rose in his heart.
If Liu Honglie had not ascended to the Holy Realm, Jiang Shirong might be able to appreciate this move.
However, the Qianjun Hou Mansion regained power, but Jiang Shirong broke off the engagement for him at this time and sent him to the East China Sea. Jiang Li didn't know what he was thinking.
This not only ended his path to becoming a marquis through martial arts, but also eliminated the possibility of Liu Honglie reviving his Qi.
The dignified Marquis Wu was so wary of him!
What Li Jia said is at least 80% true.
Jiang Li was filled with doubts, but he heard Jiang Shirong lecture: "Jiang Li, you must know that everything that goes too far is too little, and you must leave room for it. Even if I deal with the Ning family today, what benefits will you get? However, it will only make you feel comfortable for a while, but it will attract the hatred of your brothers and sisters." Hate!”
"Father, I am determined to get a result from the Ning family today, not just to vent my anger!"
Jiang Li refused to give in. He took a step forward, pointed his broken gun at Ning, and said: "My life is naturally insignificant, but as an important minister of the imperial court, my father cannot be framed for nothing. Ning said that I am a remnant of the Qin Kingdom. How can I ask? Father, if I am a remnant of the Qin Kingdom, who are you?"
"Ning, what did you say!"
When Jiang Shirong heard this, his originally calm eyes suddenly turned cold. In an instant, a bone-chilling chill almost enveloped the entire Zhenwu Marquis Mansion.
The calm face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years rarely showed anger. The originally moonlit sky with sparse stars suddenly became dense with dark clouds and thunder roared.
"Master Marquis, don't listen to the little beast's nonsense. I didn't say anything. I didn't say anything!"
Ning was so horrified that she had never seen Marquis Zhenwu so furious. She was so frightened that her hair stood up.
Under the pressure, blood flowed out of her eyes, ears, and nose, but she seemed not to notice it and just kept begging for mercy.
"Ms. Ning, I have been too indulgent to you over the years. Fortunately, you are also a woman from a rich family. You dare to talk nonsense. Do you want to drag the entire Hou Mansion into the abyss?"
Jiang Shirong's voice was cold, and he slowly held his hand with murderous intent.
