Chapter 24

When Wu Junshu heard a report that the nunnery outside the city had been flooded, he rushed to the nunnery on horseback. Who knows to meet the scene of sixth uncle embracing Jiaoying. His eyes fell on Jiao Ying's slightly raised stomach. His face was slightly heavy, but he still stretched out his hand and said gently, "Jiao Ying, come to me."

Jiao Ying's face was in a hurry and she took a step forward subconsciously. The other hand was seized by Wu Liu, who sneered, "where are you going? You still have my seed in your stomach. You are not allowed to go anywhere

In the sixth year of Wu Dynasty, he was nearly 40 years old, but he had only one daughter. It's not that he doesn't want to leave, but the doctor said that when he was young, the deficit was too great, and it was difficult for him to get a woman pregnant again. Originally, he didn't expect Jiao Ying to get his seed.

Jiaoying used to be the wife of the servants in the house. Once Wu Liu ran into her and sent food to the coachman. The coachman was a short clown who was usually submissive. Wu Liu got up and half forced and half coaxed her into bed.

Since then, Jiao Ying has had more contact with him. Later one day, Jiaoying came to him in tears and said that the groom found out and wanted to kill her. At that time, he was hot, so he found someone to get rid of the groom. I want to carry people into the mansion after a while.

But I don't know when this wave hoof is still hooking up with his nephew. Before he carries people into the house, Wu Junshu hides them in the nunnery. Wu Liu spent a lot of time to find people.

Two people in the nunnery dry firewood fire, Wu six got interest, they are not anxious to go back. I often come to nunnery for one night. But I didn't expect that Jiao Ying's stomach was so prosperous that she was pregnant. Wu Liu counted the days when he found Jiao Ying. It was his seed.

He thought about his son in his heart, and his face became more and more ugly. He pulled the man back and pushed him to his servants, saying, "take the man away, be careful with your stomach."

"Sixth uncle!" As his eyes swept over the surrounding villagers, Wu Junshu lowered his voice and said, "do you want to make a scene here? If you let your father know... "

Referring to Zhongyong Hou, Wu Liu shrunk his neck subconsciously, but he thought that Jiaoying might give him a son, and his waist straightened up a little. He was dissatisfied and said, "whatever you say, I'm the one who belongs to me. If you like it, I'll give it back to you when the child is born!"

"You Wu Junshu said that his sixth uncle was always generous, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous outside because of his father's pressure on his head. He gritted his teeth: "I gave birth to a baby for you. How can I carry her through the door?"

Wu Liuyi sniffed: "Oh, I can't see you are still a lover? It's such a fuss. You want it too. You really don't want it. "

Wu Junshu was red in the face as he said, but when she looked at her pitiful eyes, he pressed down the thorn in his heart. When he stepped forward two steps, he was about to reach out and grab people. His voice was still suppressed: "why don't you bring people to me first, and how can we do it?"

"No way!"

Wu Liu is not stupid. He immediately reaches for Jiao Ying. Two people you push me to push between, don't know who suddenly relieved strength, sandwiched in the middle of Jiao Ying standing unsteadily to the other side fell, Wei Long's abdomen just hit the stone on the ground.

"My stomach She arched her back in pain and covered her stomach with her hands.

Wu Liu went to pull her in a hurry, and saw that there was a blood spot on the ground. His face turned white: "my child..."

Wu Junshu was also flustered and roared: "go to the doctor quickly!"

The villagers were just watching the scene, two men fighting for a woman, who was a widow, and the part of Nun was rare. Who knows, it's a lot of people's lives.

The crowd did not know who called out: "master Guan, master Guan is here. It's killing you --"

when Wu Junshu heard it, he knew it was bad. He wanted to hide in the carriage, but the speed of the people was really fast. Jing Zhaoyin came with people in a hurry: "how did it kill you again?"

He heard that there was arson outside the city, so he came in a hurry. After all, before the end of this year, if he can't deal with it properly, he will have to eat the food. Who knew that before he arrived, he heard someone calling for his life. He didn't even sit in the sedan chair. He came panting all the way.

Who knows to arrive a place, see a woman to cover belly to fall on the ground however.

Jing Zhaoyin righted his official hat and put on his dignity: "where is the dead man?"

There is a good humanitarian side: "the two men fight for this woman, the people to fall, afraid to miscarriage."

Jing Zhaoyin then found that the woman's skirt was stained with a lot of blood, and signaled the servant to take her to the doctor first. Jing Zhaoyin squinted at the two men with their backs to him and said harshly, "you two, turn around!"

Wu Jun's forehead was full of sweat, which made him look at Wu Liu. Who knows Wu Liu also a quail appearance, head almost into the trouser waist.

Seeing that they would not turn around, Jing Zhaoyin became more and more displeased and motioned to the guards to bring them back.

The officer impolitely brought them over. They were also very strange. Without struggling, they covered their faces with their hands. Jing Zhaoyin feels more and more that they are afraid of doing something shameful. He said in a cold voice, "open your hand and show your face. Who's your name?"His words came to an abrupt end after the officer broke off their hands.

Wu Junshu and Wu Liu looked at each other, and their expressions were very difficult to explain.

Jing Zhaoyin's face twitched for a long time, and finally found a suitable expression. He bent down and asked in a low voice: "you two, this is..."

Wu Junshu's expression changed and finally said, "it's just a little misunderstanding..."

Wu liuliansheng echoed: "yes, all misunderstandings, all misunderstandings."

However, this was heard by the onlookers, and someone immediately said: "don't be fooled by him, my Lord. They both have a crush on the nunnery's little widow. They are still jealous just now. I don't know whose child is in the belly of the little widow... "

Then someone told her the whole story of her entering the nunnery. The more she listened, the colder she felt. She was afraid that she could not cover it.

Yejing who do not know, Zhongyong Houfu family style is the most decent, even if the descendants are not all promising, but also unlike other family dandy. Loyal and brave Marquis's wife and concubine are harmonious, and their children are prosperous.

If the story of uncle and nephew playing with a woman comes out from him, his official career will come to an end.

Jing Zhaoyin's heart was burning, but he had to put on a look of dignity: "let the people go first. Who is the arsonist? "

When the villagers saw that he was not going to investigate, they immediately scattered uninteresting, and the servant brought the crazy woman over: "that's her."

The crazy woman was dressed in ragged clothes, her hair was as disheveled as a chicken coop, and she was still giggling when she was escorted by the guards. Jing Zhaoyin frowned: "she set the fire?"

Before the officer could reply, he saw that the originally well behaved madwoman suddenly yelled and pounced on Wu Liu fiercely. He cried bitterly: "return my son's life!"

Wu Liu couldn't dodge, but was bitten to the ear by her all of a sudden, and immediately began to howl like a pig.

The servant quickly went to pull it, but the crazy woman refused to let go, so she bit off Wu Liuyi's ear. The villagers, who had just dispersed, immediately gathered around and looked at Wu Liu, who was rolling and wailing all over the ground. Suddenly, they said, "isn't this the man who stole Qing with Jiao Ying?"

There is also a good way: "I know who he is! He is the sixth master of the Houfu! I met him when I was working in Yingchun building! "

As soon as they heard that it was the master of the Marquis's house, everyone blew it up.

Jing Zhaoyin looked at the way they pointed, and his heart was over. I'm afraid I can't cover it completely!

In a hurry, he asked the servant to carry the man into the carriage, but Jing Zhaoyin didn't care about anything else. He took a group of people and left quickly.

……

When the others dispersed, an Changqing signaled the groom to go back. Seeing such a big play with her own eyes, an Changqing is in a good mood, thinking that it won't take long for this to spread to Yejing, and the honest and upright Zhongyong Marquis's house is finally going to tear off that layer of human skin.

In the last life, an Changqing saw how much the family hated, and now she is happy.

Anfu still tut tut feeling: "this charming warbler is also powerful, can coax uncle and nephew around. But when it comes out, she'll come to a bad end. "

"The wicked have their mill."

She is the main culprit when something happens in Zhongyong's residence. She will not be let go of Zhongyong.

An Changqing dropped her eyes, and there was no trace of temperature in her eyes. In the last life, an Xianyu suffered a lot and died two lives. In this life, she has to taste the pain his sister once suffered.

***

when I went back to the palace, I happened to meet an Xianyu. She was holding two purse in her hand, with a bright smile. These days in the palace, she lived at ease, and her shrinking spirit was much less and more lively.

"My mother and I embroidered it. You and the Lord are one by one. "

An Changqing looked at her white and red face, and couldn't help touching her head: "didn't she say that I asked my mother to have more rest? Don't be tired

An Xianyu pouted: "I don't listen to my mother. I can only rush to embroider more."

In fact, she doesn't like embroidery. She would rather read a few more pages than make needlework. But the mother always said that her daughter would never be a girl. She would be despised if she went to her husband's house in the future. She had to do the same.

"That's my sister." An Changqing said: "the gold shop sent new jewelry the day before yesterday. I'll ask Anfu to send it to you later. You can use it with your mother. "

An Xianyu immediately cheered up and gave him the purse: "then I'll go back first."

An Changqing looked at her cheering figure, and her mouth was filled with a smile. He looked at the blue sky above his head and felt that everything was really changing for the better.

With two purses, an Changqing goes to find Xiao Zhige.

Xiao Zhige was fighting in the yard when he found him. An Changqing didn't make a sound and stood watching with a smile. Xiao Zhige had heard his footsteps for a long time. After a set of fists, he went to him and said, "is it finished?"

An Changqing took him to the house with a smile. As he walked, he told him about the farce in front of the nunnery. After that, he gloated and said, "there will be a good play tomorrow."

Xiao Zhige pondered for a moment and said, "it's not enough."An Changqing did not understand: "what is not enough?"

"The heat." Xiao Zhige broke it off and explained to him, "uncle and nephew, it's just a scandal, but it's not enough to shake the Zhongyong Marquis's house."

He took out a long prepared letter and handed it to an Changqing: "you should learn to use your strength."

When an Changqing took the envelope and opened it, he saw that it listed all kinds of evil things done by Zhongyong Marquis's house. When he looked at the signature again, he didn't write who wrote it or who received it.

"How do I use this letter?"

"There is a first wife in front of Zhongyong, who is the second daughter of Zhongcheng family. Three years after her marriage, she died of illness. "

"What's the relationship between the two?" An Changqing guessed: "is there something strange about the death of Madam Hou in front of us?"

Xiao Zhige looked at him with soft eyes: "since the death of Hou's wife in front of him, Zhongcheng, the censor, has no contact with Zhongyong's mansion any more. Up to now, this censor Zhongcheng has been promoted to the rank of censor doctor. "

There is too much information in it. An Changqing thought for a long time: "you mean Send the letter to the censor, and use his hand to deal with Zhongyong's mansion? "

The imperial censor ranks among the three public officials and is responsible for supervising all officials. If he comes out to play and goes up to heaven to listen, it will be a big deal for the loyal Marquis's house. If he pulls out the radish and mud, it will bring about the old things Enough for zhongyonghou to drink.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she was.

"Tomorrow." Xiao Zhige took out the envelope from his hand, took out an oil paper package from his sleeve, put it in his palm, and said, "reward."

An Changqing was surprised to open it and found that it was a package of round and transparent pine nut candy.