Listen to what this means, is Liu Yatou's trouble caused by someone in the house? God, who is so cruel.
Zhu stood up and said: "On this trip, our ancestors also specifically explained that the sky net is vast and sparse, and that God's name should be kept in mind. Whoever commits evil will be looked upon by her."
Hua Yang clutched his pounding chest, shocked out of his mind, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.
"Grandma of the Jiang family, who would harm someone like Sixth Sister? Don't talk about things without evidence." Wu Yanling was afraid that her mother would show her cowardice, so she said unceremoniously that she should get over it.
Mrs. Zhu was just following Lao Qi's instructions to make a fuss, but she felt very unsure of herself. Being blocked like this by Wu Yanling, she took two quick breaths. She couldn't move the gourd and spill the oil. She couldn't even speak. If it doesn't work, take it back and risk it all.
"I'm afraid Miss Ling still doesn't know what our ancestors are like. She never talks about things that she's not sure about in front of her face. Since she's saying something, she must have real evidence in hand."
When Mrs. Zhu was talking happily, she slapped the table and said sternly: "There are still people who don't care about life and death and dare to touch the people protected by our ancestors. Our ancestors said that although she doesn't care about worldly affairs, but she really wants to ask... Hum, No matter who he is, she is not afraid."
After saying that, Mrs. Zhu walked away. The moment she turned around, her pretty face that was originally tense suddenly became exhausted.
Lao Qi, Lao Qi, what good thing did you ask your sister-in-law to do? You really killed me.
There was total silence in Shou'an Hall; you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone has different expressions. Zhao Huayang mother and daughter looked at each other, fear flashing in their eyes.
When Mrs. Zhu walked out of the Shou'an Hall, she saw Yueniang and Chunni guarding the entrance of the courtyard. They fell to their knees when they saw her. Yueniang's forehead was tied with gauze, and her face was full of worry.
Mrs. Zhu looked behind her and hurriedly whispered: "Get up quickly."
Chunni cried: "Grandma, how is my young lady doing?"
Zhu said: "Miss Sixth is fine, she suffered some internal injuries. My seventh child asked a doctor named Qian Fu to check Miss Sixth's pulse."
Yueniang and Chunni breathed a sigh of relief when they heard about Qian Fu. With him around, the young lady will be fine.
Mrs. Zhu added: "When I came, your young lady was not awake yet. I can't make the decision to let you go over at this moment. I will send someone to pick her up after I go back and ask her what she wants."
After hearing this, Yueniang kowtowed and said, "Grandma, did my young lady suffer in the bandits' den?"
Zhu knew what she wanted to ask and smiled: "Except for internal injuries, everything is intact."
"Amitabha, Amitabha." Yueniang exclaimed repeatedly.
Chunni said with a grateful face, "Thank you, grandma, thank you, grandma."
Mrs. Zhu smiled happily and helped the person up, "I have to go back quickly. Your lady is not at home, and the yard must be looked after for her. I listen to Lao Qi, the person who harmed her may be someone from your house."
Yueniang and Chunni were thinking about Zhu's words and didn't even notice when she left.
Three quarters of a hour.
Jinyin Street in the West Market of Beijing was full of firecrackers and drums, creating a lively scene.
Passers-by stopped to watch, only to see the four golden characters "Yanhong Qianzhuang" written with dragons and phoenixes dancing in them.
Jiang Hongwen, dressed in red, stood at the door of the shop and saluted the guests who came to congratulate him. The smile on his face, which was rare in a thousand years, was filled with pride.
Among the visitors were dignitaries, officials from the capital, and young men from aristocratic families...all presented them with big red envelopes.
Across the street, the wise king Zhao Jingwei happened to pass by in a luxurious carriage. When he heard the noise, he lifted the curtain and looked out.
The woman in his arms was still young, but she had an air of aura about her. She cooed, "My lord, what are you looking at?"
Zhao Jingwei's eyes flashed slightly and she said sternly: "Here comes someone."
"Your Majesty?"
"Go check what's going on at Yanhong Bank?"
"yes!"
Zhao Jingwei threw down the car curtain, looked back and saw the woman's slightly bulging breasts, her Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and she immediately pressed the woman under her.
The woman exclaimed, her lips were sealed, and a moment later, a shameful voice came out.
The guards around the carriage were already accustomed to such sounds, and they didn't even frown. They were as calm as ever.
In the study room of Prince Rui's Mansion.
Zhao Jingjue, who had just returned from the imperial court, sat facing south and facing north. On the two rows of nanmu chairs at the bottom, the palace counselors and his party members were seated. King Lao Qing was the first to take part in the ceremony.
Zhang Jiandao, Prince Rui's personal attendant, said: "Your Majesty, what happened to the Imperial Guard last night has been found out. It was not for suppressing bandits, but for the fiancée of the seventh son of the Jiang family."
Zhao Jingjue sneered. He begged his father to use 5,000 Imperial Guards for a woman. Only Lao Ba could do such a ridiculous thing.
"This morning, what do you think of the Emperor's decree regarding King Shou?"
Counselor Yu Qingdao said, "One punishment and one reward. Punishment is to hide people's eyes and ears, while reward is to promote people. My lord, this matter has profound meaning."
Everyone nodded frequently, but the old King Qing did not move at all.
Zhao Jingjue cast her eyes on him and said respectfully: "Uncle Wang, what do you think about this matter?" Prince Lao Qing caressed his beard and said thoughtfully: "Xia Sheng is approaching, and there are several rivers in the south of the Yangtze River that need to be renovated. Next year the emperor will ascend the throne. After sitting in the hall for thirty years, according to the past rules, a ceremony for consecration will be held in spring. The last consecration ceremony was ten years ago. The road was nearly a thousand miles away, so these two projects must be huge.
Lots of oil and water. The emperor is lining the pockets of King Shou. "
Zhao Jingjue smiled incredulously, "Coupled with the hoarding of fields in autumn and the projects in various states, this pocket is indeed not small."
Prince Lao Qing couldn't help but sigh as he thought about the benefits his grandson had gained from the Ministry of Industry.
Yu Qing hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, if this happens, Prince Shou cannot be underestimated. Your Majesty, please take action quickly. You won't be able to waste even a moment."
Zhao Jingjue nodded with deep understanding.
Now I am slightly better than Lao San, but my victory is limited. Moreover, the third child relied on the British government to firmly hold the Su family in his hands, which was equivalent to holding the Ministry of War in his hands. Although I am the first direct descendant, on the road to imperial power, not only the first direct descendant can ascend the throne.
"Uncle Wang, you are not young even at eight years old. Can you use your brain on this?"
King Lao Qing's eyes flashed, "This matter requires the queen's help, so that it can appear that the teacher is famous."
Zhao Jingjue's heart skipped a beat, and when she was about to speak, she heard someone say from outside: "Your Majesty, the seventh master of the Jiang family has opened a bank on Jinyin Street. There has been quite a stir, and he has invited several wealthy nobles in the world."
"oh?"
Zhao Jingjue's eyes gradually turned cold. Behind Master Jiang Qi is Lao Ba. The two of them have always advanced and retreated together. Lao Ba must have had a hand in this matter. What's the use of just opening a bank
Prince Lao Qing frowned and said, "Emperor Nephew, this bank still needs to be investigated."
"Come here, let me conduct a thorough investigation in secret."
As soon as Zhao Jingyan left, Qingguan couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a deep sleep.
Qian Fu took a small bench and guarded the stove to boil the medicine himself. The medicine jar gurgled and emitted hot smoke, and the sound was monotonous and boring.
When Qingguan woke up, it was already afternoon. The light and shadow filter through the curtains, creating a dizzying beauty. She was lost in thought for a moment, then slowly coughed a few times.
Qian Fu was coming in with the medicine, and when he heard the sound of coughing, he quickly quickened his pace.
He waited on the young lady to take the medicine, and then took out the silver needle to perform acupuncture on the young lady. As soon as the needle was passed, Qian Fu was already sweating profusely and was slightly out of breath.
Qingguan looked at him distressedly and said, "I'll ask Grandma to send someone to pick up the silver needle later, and she will take care of me."
Qian Fu said hurriedly: "Why not let Yueniang and Chunni come? They are used to it."
Qingguan shook his head and said: "I have to let them watch the yard. There are many ghosts in Gu's house, and only the two of them can scare them away."
"Miss...who wants to harm you?" Qian Fu choked.
Qingguan whispered: "Zhao Huayang."
"It's her!" Qian Fu burst out with hatred, and his expression suddenly changed.
Qingguan raised her hand and touched his. Qian Fu's hands were already cold, "Don't worry, I have already discussed the matter with King Shou. They... are coming soon."
Qian Fu gritted his teeth and took a breath, but the resentment in his eyes was still there.
Qingguan said calmly: "You know a thing or two about my thoughts. These people will never end well, it's just a matter of time."
Qian Fu calmed down his anger and said: "I just feel sorry for the young lady and suffered this disaster for no reason. Miss, do you know how the old slave survived that night?"
How could Qingguan not know. She is their backbone. If she makes any mistake, others will not dare to tell her, and Qian Fu and Yueniang will follow her.
"Miss, please take this opportunity to keep the two maids trained by Chen Ping by your side. With them by your side, I can feel more at ease."
Qingguan nodded, holding Qian Fu's hand a little harder, "Uncle Fu, a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Guess who I met?"
"who?"
A smile appeared on Qingguan's lips, "Uncle Fu, I met Sheng Fang, my cousin. He is the real son of the Sheng family."
Qian Fu tried his best to calm down. The young lady spoke very coldly, with such a strong friendship that could not be dissolved.
Qingguan knew that he was curious, so he whispered everything about what happened on the mountain.
After Qian Fu heard this, he felt something beating fast in his chest.
He didn't know about the sons of the Sheng family, but he knew everything about his uncle's character. Sheng Fang's temperament is exactly the same as that of his uncle. He values love and justice and is a good man in this world.
"Miss, let's..."
Qingguan nodded, "You can trust him. I want to find a chance to have a good talk with him."
Qian Fu was shocked when he heard that the young lady was trying to tell the whole story, including that she was the reincarnation of Qian Ziqi.
Qing Guan smiled softly, "Qian Fu, there is only one person in the world, the sun, the moon and the stars. He is of the same blood as me and is closely related to me. I want to recognize him early and protect him."
Qian Fu turned his back and secretly wiped his tears. Although the young lady's surname is Gu, her soul is that of Qian Ziqi. If her uncle hadn't married into Qian's family, her surname would have been Sheng, so she and Sheng Fang are cousins.
"Miss, with him, we will be even more powerful." Qingguan nodded slightly, "I have an appointment with him in ten days. Qian Fu, you go and wait for him in person, and then bring him here."