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After Zhang Liuyuan asked who was behind the scenes, Jiang Rao and his party split into three groups. Liao Qiubai led people to search Shen's residence, Rong Ting escorted Zhang Liuyuan to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and Jiang Rao went back to Ning'anbo's residence first.
She wanted to tell her mother and younger brother the news immediately.
Jiang Jinxing was shivering in the snow.
His face was purple from the cold, as were his hands. His small body hid behind the stone lion in front of the uncle's mansion, hooked the slingshot he used to shoot birds, and the stone aimed at the officers and soldiers guarding the Ning'an uncle's mansion.
He had a good aim, but the stones that bounced off the officers and soldiers were nothing more than small scratches to these strong and strong adult men in iron armor, like raindrops accidentally splashed on their bodies in a rainy day.
The child behind the stone lion turned red-eyed.
The officers and soldiers surrounding Ning Anbo's mansion ignored him at all.
The little nobleman looks exquisite, he used to be fat and fat, but now he is no longer fat, only Bai Bai is left, he still looks like a doll in a New Year painting, very gratifying, those officers and soldiers have been guarding here for a few days, and they have recognized this man at dawn The little guy who wanted to beat them back, but kept fighting and losing.
In the beginning, I sent the little guy back when I saw him making a fool of himself. Later, I indulged him day by day, and let the little guy mess around. Anyway, the teeth haven't grown yet, so I can't make any troubles. I waited until the officer came to patrol. , Some of them went out, picked up Jiang Jinxing's back collar, and threw him back to Ning Anbo Mansion.
This time, after hearing the movement of a carriage from the alley, another officer and soldier walked out.
Jiang Jinxing got out directly from the armpits of the officers and soldiers, shouting "Sister, Sister" like Fei Ye, and ran towards the people who got off the carriage.
Jiang Rao hugged her younger brother who was rushing towards her.
Jiang Jinxing glanced behind Jiang Rao, "Wow" and burst into tears, "Sister, take me to find Daddy, I'm going to save Daddy."
He shook his lips, his face was blue and gray, only the red color of his lips was alive, he hiccupped "Father" and "Father" twice, and uttered an idiom, "Father's debt is repaid by son."
"No need." Jiang Rao squatted down and wiped away the tears on his face, "No need, daddy is fine."
Jiang Jinxing was in a daze, and the crying stopped for a moment, and soon his mouth puckered, and he cried loudly again, "You lied to me, and mother lied to me like this, but dad was taken away again, there is clearly something wrong!"
Jiang Rao lovingly hugged her tearful younger brother.
Obviously, he believed what others said before.
"You believe what my sister says." Jiang Rao patted his back, while her eyes were moist, "It's really all right."
Zhang Liuyuan and Shen Que were imprisoned one after another, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate quickly reported the matter to Emperor Zhaowu.
Emperor Zhaowu's face was ugly for a while, and then he flew into a rage, and ordered the Metropolitan Procuratorate to thoroughly investigate Shen Que, and ordered people to rush to Ning'anbo's mansion to dismiss all the imperial guards surrounding Ning'anbo's mansion.
Jiang Xingzhou was released.
It was a long-browed eunuch who came to proclaim the edict. After reading the imperial edict word by word, he gestured for one of the eight young eunuchs who followed him to come forward, and lifted the cover on the square plate in his hand. cloth, revealing the precious inkstone made of jasper underneath.
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"It's your majesty's compensation for causing fourth master to suffer unjustly. After that, there will be other things."
Jiang Xingzhou's eyes did not stay on the precious inkstone that was overflowing with beautiful light, he asked the eunuch who came to announce the decree, "Elder-in-law, do you know how this matter was found out?"
He heard the imperial decree just now, saying that the person who forged his handwriting was arrested, not confessed.
So who is going to arrest him
He himself has given up any hope, but regrets that he lived too much in his youth, which has planted the root of disaster for himself in the future. Although his words are tough, he will not accept the crime of disrespect anyway, but in his heart... he has already admitted up.
The investigators at the Metropolitan Procuratorate also identified him.
Who is still searching to the bottom, if they can't find out...whether he will be treated as the remnants of Prince Jing just like him.
The eunuch with long eyebrows glanced at Jiang Xingzhou.
He thought to himself, Jiang Xingzhou was quite favored by the emperor in the first place, but after this incident, the emperor felt more guilty, and he had to make this person in front of him look like another, let alone a masterpiece in calligraphy and painting in Dazhao, maybe he would be famous forever.
With a smile on his face, "Fourth Master, why don't you go and talk to His Highness Ninth Prince."
Jiang Xingzhou realized something and stood there in a daze.
"The man was captured by His Royal Highness Ninth Prince. How he captured him, the slave does not know."
Jiang Xingzhou was silent for a while, and asked, "Where is His Highness the Ninth Prince now?"
"Just now he entered the palace with people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Now that your matter is settled, you should leave the palace and return to the Ministry of Industry. This prison is not where you stay, Fourth Master. The carriage is already prepared outside, Fourth Master. please."
The long-browed eunuch stepped aside.
Jiang Xingzhou walked out quickly.
It was damp and cold in the prison, and the weather outside wasn't much better.
It was still snowing in the sky, and the sky was covered by dark clouds.
On the branches, yesterday's snow was suppressed by today's snow, covered with several layers of silver, and icy edges formed under the eaves, in a string.
But even such bad weather still made Jiang Xingzhou's eyes slightly wet, and he looked up at the sky above his head, as if he was alive again.
When he lowered his gaze, he saw the carriage waiting for him under the snow-covered poplar tree. He walked over quickly but did not step on the step stool prepared by the boy to get into the carriage. Instead, he took the carriage in front of him. The rein in the driver's hand untied the knot that was connected to the shaft of the carriage, turned on the horse, and galloped all the way.
He ignored the figure behind the poplar tree.
Pei Songyu was ignored by Jiang Xingzhou, and his face was embarrassed.
The servant behind him explained for him, "Maybe Fourth Master... didn't see you."
"Forget it." Pei Songyu smiled wryly and waved his hand.
If Jiang Xingzhou's charges were not cleared, he would still feel that what he did was justified.
He saved himself, and he was able to take good care of his son and daughter for Jiang Xingzhou, which was considered a kindness.
But Jiang Xingzhou was really wronged...
It was because he forgot Jiang Xingzhou's kindness in knowing him and recommending him back then.
The boy looked at Pei Songyu's ugly expression even though he was smiling, "My lord, don't take this matter too seriously. You have done enough for the Jiang family."
Pei Songyu didn't say anything, just kept walking forward.
He was indeed tempted, but he didn't think that just a good marriage was enough for him to give up his bright future.
Yes, future.
Even if Jiang Xingzhou really wants to break with him, he still has his own future.
He felt indebted in his heart, but he could continue to repay his favor silently.
He walked on the snowy road, with his footprints meandering all the way, leaving the boy behind, and then muttered: "Maybe... I was wrong."
He coldly looked back on what he had done from the perspective of a bystander, but he was ashamed to say anything that was intended for Jiang Rao.
When did he notice her
There were so many people around who said they were a good match that he couldn't help but start noticing.
Later, I quietly went to the shop she often went to by the Qinhuai River to see her a few times. She was different from those spoiled girls in Jinling, so different that he could no longer look away, and gradually moved his mind.
However, although there is obsession, it is not serious.
He thought about the snowy night when he found Jiang Rao, when the little girl threw the cloak back into his arms, her eyes were tearful but strong.
Even if outsiders say they are compatible, even if he is with her, I am afraid that only he will be happy, and she will not be happy.
She is his good match, but he is not hers.
Then let it go.
Pei Songyu bowed his head and smiled, his eyes soft and sad.
Even though he had made up his mind to let go, there was still some inexplicable regret in his heart.
But he still left all kinds of emotions behind him, and strode back to his own path.
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Jiang Xingzhou's horse went all the way along the road from the imperial palace to the official residence of the Ministry of Industry. The horse speeded up, his figure was free and easy, and he stopped in front of Rong Ting, who had just got off the carriage and was about to enter the Ministry of Industry.
His first glance at Rong Ting was still defensive, just like in the past, but soon he turned his face away, a little reluctant but still raised his voice and said: "Your Highness, the last time you sent me A few jars of wine, can you give me two more jars?"
After he finished speaking, he tightened the reins and rode away from here.
The people serving Rong Ting were Wu Que and Huai Qing, Wu Que stared blankly at Jiang Xingzhou's back riding away, thinking about his words, and asked Huai Qing who was beside him puzzledly, "Fourth Master, what does this mean? "
"Earlier, Fourth Master didn't want the wine from His Royal Highness Ninth Prince. This time, he took the initiative to ask for it. What do you mean?"
Wu Que still didn't quite understand.
Huai Qing was surprised: "You don't understand?"
Wu Que was honest: "I don't understand."
"Wood." Huai Qing said, "Beauty gift, bride price! Do you understand?"
Wu Que suddenly realized, "Is there a wedding going on in the house?"
Huai Qing gave him a positive look.
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As soon as the news of Jiang Xingzhou's wrongdoing came out, it spread quickly throughout the entire capital, as if he had grown legs, even faster than the news that he was arrested before.
When they first found out that Jiang Xingzhou might be the remnant of King Jing, many people in the capital scolded Jiang Xingzhou. When King Jing rebelled, he killed, burned, looted, and slaughtered the common people, causing people to complain. Unfortunately, he didn't know where this person was. All the anger turned to Jiang Xingzhou.
Some art shop owners who hung Jiang Xingzhou's calligraphy and paintings even burned Jiang Xingzhou's paintings for fear of causing trouble.
It's just—they scolded so hard back then, how embarrassing they are now.
The boss who personally burned the treasure of the store beat his heart and almost passed out.
The people that Jiang Rao had begged from family to family also came to ask to see Jiang Xingzhou again after finding out Jiang Xingzhou's attitude.
Ning'an Bo Mansion has always closed its doors to thank guests.
No matter how heavy the wind and snow outside was, once the door was closed, the stove was burning inside, and the voices of people and the crackling of matches mixed together, making it lively and warm.
Jiang Rao glanced at his younger brother who was fighting crickets with his six-year-old cousin, and sighed in his heart that a child is a child.
In the morning, I was crying to death because I couldn't see my father. In the afternoon, when I saw my father came back, he seemed to be a normal person, and went back to the days of heartless, scratching cats and dogs.
Unbeknownst to him, Ning'anbo's mansion has gone around in circles before the gate of hell these days.
Jiang Jinxing still has changes. Although he is fighting crickets at the moment, he is fighting crickets in a cultured manner.
While paying attention to the success or failure of his own cricket, he dipped in water and wrote the word "cricket" on the ground.
A few days ago, he was locked up in the mansion. He wanted to write a letter and tie it on Feige's leg to scold the emperor who wanted to kill him. He couldn't write too many words, so he had to give up.
He remembered the feeling of humiliation in his heart, and he was determined to practice calligraphy more.
Jiang Rao walked over and raised Jiang Jinxing's finger. Seeing the word "locust" appearing on the ground, he couldn't laugh or cry, and re-wrote the word "cricket" beside it, "This is the cricket."
The door of the Nuan Pavilion was pushed open by Jiang Qinshi, and Jiang Rao looked up at her.
There was a little light in her eyes, she looked bright, "Mother..."
The voice is soft, with a long tail, and it sounds like there is something to ask.
"Who are you thinking about?" Although Jiang Qinshi had seen through it, she wanted to tease her daughter.
Jiang Rao lowered her eyelashes embarrassingly, her cheeks were flushed by the fire, "Mother, you know it."
Jiang Qinshi nodded her forehead.
Not willing to use force.
Although she knew that her husband was safe and sound in the end, thanks to Rong Ting, she also knew that her daughter had done more than she.
Knowing that my daughter will reach maturity in a few months, only then did I have the real feeling that "my daughter has really grown up".
"Your father's alcoholic asked His Royal Highness to drink a lot of wine with him." Jiang Qinshi muttered, "He was drunk himself, and also poured His Royal Highness down. I ordered someone to take His Royal Highness to the guest room to rest. gone."
Jiang Rao frowned, "Over there in the kitchen, have you made hangover soup?"
Jiang Qinshi nodded, but Jiang Rao was still worried, "I'll go and have a look."
The lamps under the eaves of the guest room were burning brightly. The snow in Ning'an Bo's mansion had not been cleaned half a day ago, and now it was piled up in a corner of the courtyard.
Jiang Rao personally came over with the hangover soup and stepped into the guest room.
Dad is fine and the house is fine, she puts down the boulder in her heart, and her steps are brisk.
She knocked on the door of the west wing, but there was no movement inside, but the door was still open, halfway open, she glanced inside, saw the figure leaning on the bedpost, frowned and walked in.
Ming Shao held on to the lantern and waited for her outside.
She glanced back and saw that Jiang Rao had carelessly forgot to close the door and closed it.
When he returned to the porch and waited for Jiang Rao, he kicked the snow that had accumulated on the ground with his feet.
I can drink with the master, who is the son-in-law, that's settled.
As for the girl who came to the guest room in the middle of the night and was a little unruly, Madam didn't care, let alone her.
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Jiang Rao approached the bed softly, seeing that his body remained still, she knew that he must be drunk or asleep.
Otherwise, she would be caught for such a small movement outside his study room. If he heard her movement this time, he would not remain motionless.
Walked in and saw that it was indeed the case.
Rong Ting leaned against the bedpost with his arms folded, his eyes closed, and his face looked very quiet.
His cheeks were flushed, and even the roots of his ears were red. The smell of wine covered up the smell of medicine, and his cold and pale complexion was dotted with flushes, which made him unparalleled.
sleep with clothes on...
Jiang Rao frowned.
If he was a girl, she would seriously praise him for his chastity. Wouldn't the chaste girls in the book sleep with their clothes on even if they lived in other people's rooms
But he is not a girl.
She felt a little uncomfortable looking at his posture, knowing that he would definitely not allow Huaiqing to serve him close to him, but she didn't blame Huaiqing for not being able to serve him, she gently put the hangover soup on the table, and when she came back, she put her arm on his neck, trying to put him down and let him lie down.
The arm rested there, and the other hand was looking for a place to move his body, when suddenly there was a force behind her waist, pressing on her slender waist and collapsing, her body directly pushed forward before she could react...
his chest.