Chapter 276

"Yes, it's an old slave!"

Mother Zhao was still hesitating before she set foot in Beijing Zhaofu.

But when she sounded the drum of grievance and was taken into the lobby, her heart calmed down.

There is no way back, she can only move forward!

Instead of struggling, Mammy Zhao became a little more calm.

She straightened her waist, raised her head and looked at Jingzhao Fuyin with burning eyes: "I don't know if adults ever knew that more than ten years ago, our wife gave birth to a son for the marquis."

Jing Zhaofu Yin has only been an official in Jing Zhaofu for six years, but he has been wandering around several Yamen in Beijing before.

Therefore, he also heard some old stories in Beijing.

After thinking for a while, Jing Zhaofu Yin's eyes brightened, "I've heard of this. It's said that Duke Pingnan once asked for the son of the world for this child. It's a pity -"

Before the saint made a decree, the little childe of the Marquis died.

At that time, some people in the court doubted: "is it that Pingnan Hou didn't want to send his son to the capital to study? He deliberately released such news."

Why didn't Pingnan Hou want to? Everyone didn't say it, but they all understood it in their hearts.

Both the sage and the imperial court wanted to rule Pingnan Hou. When they heard that Pingnan Hou wanted to ask for a seal for his eldest son, they deliberately brought the child to the capital.

I can't say it's a proton. I just want to alert Pingnan Hou.

As a result, only some people in the DPRK and China put forward such a proposal. Before the sage made a ruling, he received the news from the southwest that the child had died!

This, this is also too coincidental, people have to doubt.

However, the subsequent facts proved that Pingnan Hou did not lie, and the child was indeed dead.

So the matter was settled.

Jing Zhaofu Yin will remember such a small thing because he happened to be on duty at the censor's platform that year and witnessed several censors arguing about it.

"You secretly changed the young master of the Marquis house, which has something to do with what happened that year?"

Jing Zhaofu Yin had a guess in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, it is!"

Mother Zhao answered quickly and mentioned the past. Her face showed a look of remembrance.

"After the child died, our wife was devastated. Fortunately, God pity, and in the new year, our wife was pregnant again!"

"Originally, it was a happy event, but somehow our wife thought of her eldest son, who died young, and she began to think about it."

"I always have nightmares at night. I either dream that the child has an accident or that the child has been robbed!"

Mother Zhao was also shrewd. She didn't say in the court that Mrs. Zhang was afraid that she would be taken hostage by the imperial court when she had a son.

However, Jing Zhaofu Yin knew what happened in those years. Even if mammy Zhao spoke vaguely, Jing Zhaofu Yin also understood Mrs. Zhang's worry.

Although I feel that Mrs. Hou Zhang is somewhat hypocritical, they are all parents. Jingzhao Fuyin can understand and speculate about something.

He narrowed his eyes, covered the essence of his eyes, did not open his mouth to interrupt, but continued to listen to mammy Zhao.

"The old slave is the lady's nurse. She is not afraid of trespassing. In the old slave's heart, the lady is like my own daughter."

"Seeing that my wife is worried and haggard because of some wishful thinking, the old slave's heart hurts like a needle."

"The old slave couldn't bear his wife to suffer from this. It happened that the old slave's daughter-in-law was also pregnant. Counting the delivery time, it was not much different from his wife."

"The old slave gave birth to an idea: if Hou Fu's life is a daughter, naturally he is not afraid; but if she gives birth to a son and my daughter-in-law happens to give birth to a daughter, I and I will change the child!"

Mother Zhao said slowly.

Jing Zhaofu Yin suddenly asked a question, "does Mrs. Zhang know about this?"

In fact, what Jingzhao Fuyin wants to say is whether Mrs. Zhang is the mastermind behind the whole thing!

Still, Hou's house is not an ordinary people's house.

Even if mother Zhao is a decent slave, Mrs. Hou's production is definitely a major event in the whole Hou house.

Not to mention that Mrs. Tai, Mrs. two and other masters will guard outside the delivery room. Even in the delivery room, there are a large group of servant girls and women around.

It's really hard to switch packages in full view of the public without the permission of the owner and only one old slave!

Unless there is a master behind it.

"No! Our wife didn't know!" Granny Zhao firmly denied it.

She took the initiative to "turn herself in" in order to get rid of Mrs. Zhang. How can she get a trace of suspicion?

"All this is the old slave's own opinion!"

After saying this, Mammy Zhao fell deeply down, put her forehead against the blue stone floor tile and knocked heavily, "the old slave is damn, the old slave is stupid. She thought it was for her wife, but she made a big mistake!"

"The old slave confused the blood of the Marquis house and deceived the king. The old slave deserved to die!"

"Now the young master is growing up, but the lady's knees are empty, old slave, old slave -"

"Today, the old slave comes from the head. I hope Lord Fuyin can make decisions for our wife so that our young master can recognize his ancestors and return to his family!"

After saying this, Mammy Zhao kowtowed desperately.

Boom! Bang bang!

His forehead pounded heavily on the floor, making a dull sound of toothache.

A moment later, her forehead was blue.

"... let me do it again!"

Jing Zhaofu Yin looked coldly at Zhao Mammy's performance, but deliberately made an unacceptable appearance on his face.

"In order to be loyal, you switched your granddaughter to Mrs. Hou?"

Mammy Zhao nodded vigorously, "yes! It's all the fault of the old slave. The old slave deserves to die!"

"The Duke of Hou's house is raised in the name of your son and daughter-in-law?" Jing Zhaofu Yin asked slowly.

"... that's right!" mammy Zhao had a bad hunch. She hurriedly shouted first: "I know that the Lord Fuyin is suspicious and the Marquis intends to change her son!"

"But it really has nothing to do with the Marquis and his wife. Everything is the old slave's own opinion!"

"After the accident in Hou's house, the old slave was afraid that his behavior was a crime of bullying the king. However, the old slave just wanted to help our wife keep her only son!"

"Fortunately, our Marquis was framed. Now the sage has presided over justice for our Marquis, and the Marquis house is no longer a body of guilt..."

Therefore, Feng Yanting is not a criminal minister, but the eldest son of the noble Hou house!

"What a loyal servant!"

For these words of mother Zhao, Jingzhao Fuyin doesn't believe a word!

Although he had no evidence, he just felt that Mrs. Zhang must not be innocent in the matter of changing children.

"It's just that this case involves Pingnan Hou house. I can't be hasty!"

As soon as Jingzhao Fu Yin patted the startling wood, he issued an order to the officers, "come and invite all the people, such as Pingnan Hou, Mrs. Hou and Feng Zhongliang..."