Wu Junshu heard someone reporting that the nunnery outside the city was leaving the water, and he hurried over on a horse. Who would have known that the sixth uncle would be holding Jiaoying in his arms. His eyes fell on Jiaoying's slightly bulging belly, his face was slightly dark, but he still stretched out his hand and said gently: "Jiaoying, come to me."
Jiaoying looked panicked and took a step forward subconsciously. Wu Liu grabbed the other hand, and Wu Liu sneered: "Where are you going? You still have my seed in your stomach, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
Wu is nearly forty years old in six years, but he has only one daughter. It's not that he didn't want to leave branches and leaves, but the doctor said that when he was young, he was too short of money, and it was difficult for women to get pregnant again.
Jiaoying was originally the wife of a servant in the house. Once Wu Liu accidentally bumped into her and went to deliver food to the groom. The groom was short and ugly, and he was usually submissive. Got into bed.
Since then, Jiaoying has had more contacts with him. Then one day, Jiaoying came to look for him crying, saying that the groom found her and wanted to kill her. He was hot at the time, so he got someone to remove the groom. Thinking that the limelight has passed for a while, and then carry people into the mansion.
But he didn't know when this hoof hooked up with his nephew. Before he could bring him into the mansion, Wu Junshu hid him in a nunnery first. Wu Liu spent a lot of time trying to find someone.
The two were working on firewood and fire in the nunnery, and Wu Liu got the interest, so he was not in a hurry to send people back. I only come to the nunnery for one night from time to time. But he didn't expect that Jiao Ying's belly was so arrogant that she was actually pregnant. Wu Liu counted the days, and it was his seed that was in the few days when he found Jiao Ying.
He was thinking about his son, and his face became more and more ugly. He pulled the person back and pushed him to the next person, and said, "Take the person away with me, and be careful with your stomach."
"Uncle Six!" His eyes swept over the villagers who were clearly watching the excitement. Wu Junshu lowered his voice and said, "Are you trying to make trouble here? If you let your father know..."
Mentioning the Marquis of Zhongyong, Wu Liu subconsciously shrank his neck, but when he thought that Jiaoying might give him a son, his back straightened a little, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Whatever you say, it's mine, if you like it , and you will pay it back when the child is born!"
"You!" Wu Jun was at a loss for words. His sixth uncle had always been a scoundrel, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous outside only when his father pressed him on his head. He gritted his teeth: "I gave birth to you, how can I carry her in the door!"
Wu Liuyi sneered: "Yo, I can't see that you are still a lover? You want to be such a slut. It's really not a pick."
Wu Junshu's face was red at what he said, but when he met Jiaoying's pitiful gaze, he suppressed the thorn in his heart again. He took two steps forward, and was about to reach out and grab someone, his voice still suppressed: "Why don't you bring people to me first, let's talk about how to get them!"
"That won't do!"
Wu Liu was not stupid, and immediately reached out to grab Jiaoying. You pushed me between the two, and I don't know who suddenly released his strength. Jiaoying, who was caught in the middle, couldn't stand still and fell to the other side, and the slightly long abdomen just hit the stone on the ground.
"My belly!" She arched her back in pain, clutching her stomach with both hands.
Wu Liu hurriedly went to pull her, and when he went to see a blood stain on the ground, his face turned pale: "My child..."
Wu Junshu was also panicked and shouted, "Go find a doctor!"
Originally, the villagers were just watching the fun. Two men competed for a woman. It was rare for the woman to be a widow and nun. Who knew that it was lively watching, and this caused people's lives.
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Master Guan, Master Guan is here, it's dead—"
Wu Junshu knew when he heard it, and wanted to hide in the carriage, but the speed of the people was really fast, and Jing Zhaoyin hurried over with people: "Why did you die again?"
He hurried over when he heard that someone was setting fire outside the city. After all, before this year's border, if he couldn't handle it well, he would have to be in the front row again. Who knew that before anyone arrived, he heard someone shouting for his life. He didn't even sit in the sedan chair, and ran all the way out of breath.
Who knows where they are, but only to see a woman clutching her stomach and falling to the ground.
Jing Zhaoyin straightened his official hat and posed solemnly: "Where is the dead person?"
There is a good person on the side: "Those two men are fighting for this woman, and they fell. I'm afraid they will have a miscarriage."
Only then did Jing Zhaoyin realize that the woman's skirt was stained with a lot of blood, and signaled the officer to take her to treatment first. Jing Zhaoyin squinted at the two men with their backs to him, and said sternly, "You two, turn your heads. Come!"
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wu Junshu's forehead, and he gave Wu Liu a wink. Who knew that Wu Liu also looked like a quail, and his head was almost plunged into the waistband of his trousers.
Seeing that the two of them refused to turn their heads, Jing Zhaoyin became more and more unhappy, and signaled the officer to escort them back.
The officer brought the two of them over unceremoniously. The two of them were also very strange. Without struggling, they just kept covering their faces with their hands. Jing Zhaoyin felt more and more that the two were afraid of doing something shameful. In a cold voice: "Chop off your hands, show your face, who's your last name—"
His words came to an abrupt end when the officer forcibly broke the hands of the two of them.
Wu Junshu and Wu Liu looked at him, and the expressions of the three were indescribable.
Jing Zhaoyin's face twitched for a while before finally finding a suitable expression, he bent down and asked in a low voice, "The two of you are..."
Wu Junshu's expression changed, and finally said: "Just a little misunderstanding..."
Wu Liu's winning streak echoed: "Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."
Unexpectedly, this was heard by the lively watchers next to him, and someone immediately coaxed: "Don't be deceived by him, my lord, they both fell in love with the little widow of the nunnery, and they were still fighting for jealousy just now. I don't know. Whose child is in the widow's widow?"
Immediately afterwards, someone told the ins and outs of the little widow and Fu Jiaoying's admission to the nunnery. The more Jing Zhaoyin listened, the colder his heart became.
No one in Yejing knew that the family style of the Marquis of Zhongyong was the most dignified, and even if the descendants were not all prosperous, they were not like the playboys of other houses. The prosperousness of Zhongyong Hou's wives and concubines and harmonious children is even more popular.
If this uncle and nephew's story of playing with a woman spreads from him, his official career will probably come to an end.
Jing Zhaoyin's heart was on fire, but he still had a majestic look on his face: "Let the people go first. Who is the arsonist?"
When the villagers saw that he clearly didn't intend to pursue any further investigations, they immediately dispersed in a boring manner, and the officers escorted the crazy woman over: "It's her."
The mad woman was wearing tattered clothes, her hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, and she was still giggling when she was being held by the guards. Jing Zhaoyin frowned: "Did she set the fire?"
Before the officer could reply, he saw the mad woman who used to be quiet suddenly screamed and rushed towards Wu Liu fiercely, screaming in a shrill voice: "Give my son's life back!"
Wu Liu couldn't dodge in time, and she bit his ear all of a sudden, and suddenly cried out like killing a pig.
The officer hurriedly went to pull it, but the mad woman refused to let go, and actually bit off one of Wu Liu's ears. The villagers who had just dispersed immediately gathered around again when they heard the sound. Looking at Wu Liu, who was rolling and wailing all over the floor, someone suddenly said, "Isn't this the man who stole from Jiaoying?"
There are also good things: "I know who he is! He is the sixth master of that Hou Mansion! I saw him when I was working in Yingchun Building!"
As soon as they heard that it was the master of the Hou Mansion, everyone exploded.
Jing Zhaoyin looked at the way they were pointing, and his heart was over. I'm afraid this is completely unstoppable!
In a hurry, he asked the officer to carry the person onto the carriage, Jing Zhaoyin couldn't care about the rest, and left quickly with a group of people.
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When the people dispersed, An Changqing motioned for the groom to go back. Watching such a big play with his own eyes, An Changqing was in a good mood, thinking that it would not take long for this matter to spread throughout Ye Jing, and the Marquis of Zhongyong, whose family was clean and upright, was finally about to tear off that layer of human skin.
In the last life, An Changqing saw how much hatred the family hated, and how happy it is now.
An Fu was still sighing with emotion: "This Jiaoying is also very powerful, and can coax her uncle and nephew into a circle. But when this matter spreads, she is afraid that she will not end well."
"The wicked have their own grind."
There was something wrong with the Marquis Zhongyong Mansion, she was the culprit, and Marquis Zhongyong would not let her go.
An Changqing lowered his eyes, but there was no warmth in his eyes. In the previous life, An Xianyu suffered from all kinds of trials and tragic death. In this life, she must also taste the pain that his sister had endured.
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When I returned to the palace, I happened to meet An Xianyu looking for him. She held two purses in her hands and smiled brightly. In the palace these days, she lived a comfortable life, and her body was much less timid and more lively.
"This is embroidered by my mother and I. You and the prince are alone."
An Changqing looked at her blushing complexion, and couldn't help but patted her head: "Didn't I tell you to rest more? Don't be tired."
An Xianyu pouted: "My mother doesn't listen to me, so I can only rush to embroider more."
She actually doesn't like embroidery, she would rather read a few pages more than being a female celebrity. However, the mother always talked about how her daughter would not be a female celebrity, and she would be despised when she went to her husband's house in the future. She had to follow suit.
"That's hard work, sister." An Changqing said: "The gold shop sent new jewelry over the day before yesterday, and I'll ask An Fu to send it to you later. You and your mother will pick it up and use it."
An Xianyu immediately became happy and shoved the purse to him: "Then I'll go back first."
An Changqing looked at her excited back, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch into a smile. He looked at the blue sky above his head and really felt that everything was really changing for the better.
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Holding two purses, An Changqing went to find Xiao Zhige.
When he went to find it, Xiao Zhige was punching in the yard, An Changqing didn't say a word, just stood and watched with a smile. Xiao Zhige heard his footsteps long ago, and walked towards him after a set of punches: "Finished?"
An Changqing smiled and dragged him into the house, telling him about the farce in front of the nunnery as he walked. After saying that, he gloated: "There will be a good show tomorrow."
Xiao Zhige pondered for a moment and said, "It's not enough."
An Changqing puzzled: "What's not enough?"
"The heat." Xiao Zhige opened it and explained to him, "The jealousy of the uncle and nephew is just a scandal, but it is not enough to shake the Hou Zhongyong Mansion."
He took out a long-prepared letter and handed it to An Changqing: "You have to learn to use strength to fight."
An Changqing took the envelope and opened it, only to see a list of the various evil deeds done by the Marquis of Zhongyong, and looking at the signature, neither who wrote it nor the recipient of the letter was written.
"How do I use this letter?"
"The Marquis of Zhongyong had a wife in front of him, the second daughter of the imperial envoy Zhongcheng's family. This lady died of illness after three years of marriage."
"What is the relationship between the two?" An Changqing guessed: "Is there something strange about the death of Mrs. Hou in front?"
Xiao Zhige looked at him softly: "Since the previous Mrs. Hou passed away, there has been no contact between Censor Zhongcheng and Zhongyong Hou's mansion. Today, this Censor Zhongcheng has been promoted to Censor Doctor."
There is too much information in this. An Changqing pondered for a while: "What do you mean... send this letter to Doctor Censor, and use his hand to deal with the Hou Zhongyong Mansion?"
The doctor of the censor ranks among the three princes, and has the responsibility of supervising hundreds of officials. If he came forward to participate in the performance and listened to the heavens, the matter of the Hou Zhongyong mansion would not be trivial. If he pulled out the radish and brought out the mud, it would involve old things... enough for the Hou Zhongyong to drink a pot.
The more An Changqing thought about it, the more excited he became, and there was an excitement in his eyes.
"I'll deliver it tomorrow." Xiao Zhige took out the envelope from his hand, took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve and put it in his hand, saying, "Reward."
An Changqing opened it in surprise, and found that it turned out to be a package of mellow and clear pine nuts.
The author has something to say: #The pine nut candy that was finally sent out#
Cowardly: Well, it's really smart, reward a packet of pine nuts (secretly happy)
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