Chu Shoufu felt that he was really unlucky, so he asked someone to serve wine, and sat on the Arhat bed with Xiaoyao Gong, drinking with his legs crossed.
"This kid, Lao Wu, is a bit stingy." Xiaoyao Gong smiled, "Don't take it to heart."
Chu Shoufu said calmly: "Stingy? Not necessarily. I'm afraid it's henpecking."
Xiaoyao Gong laughed and clinked the wine glass with him, "I don't refute your statement. It's true. I really work hard for women, and I'm not afraid of offending you."
Chu Shoufu glared at him, "He is a member of the royal family, what's wrong with offending me? Can't he afford to offend me? It's just what others say, why do you have any friendship with me? You still say that, I really shouldn't give you such a good drink
."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to grab it.
Xiaoyao Gong clapped his hand and smacked his lips, "Come on, come on, you are stingy, aren't you? Even if you say a few words to me, haven't you, the Chu family, done enough in these years? You should really take care of your subordinates.
Where does a person like me get the confidence? He is so arrogant, even a little girl dares to yell at the prince, and she doesn’t want to marry him."
He patted his face, "Where's your face? Where's your face? I'm so ashamed for you."
Chu Shoufu said coldly: "Guan? No need to take care of it. You know I'm busy, and all the affairs in the house are left to the boss. He has a soft temperament, that's it, that's all. If the Qi is exhausted, the blessings of the ancestral tomb are also exhausted.
Anyway, I can smell the fragrance of the coffin, why do I care what they do? Just die, don’t worry!"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to live in peace even if you die, and sooner or later you will be tortured enough to jump out of the coffin." Xiaoyao Gong said calmly after eating a fennel bean.
Chu Shoufu raised his hand, "Stop talking about this, what do you think of King Chu?"
"Say it, stingy!" Xiaoyao Gong thought for a while, "I still need to practice it. I don't know how high the sky is, but how thick the earth is. I'm clearly not giving you face by making such a fuss today."
Chu Shoufu said: "I think he is a little brave. Do you think he is reckless today? There is some, but young people, who is not reckless? When you have more knowledge and experience, you will naturally know how to restrain yourself. I think back then, we followed the Emperor
, was also so reckless and childish, didn’t he also go on a rampage to this day?”
Xiaoyao Gong smiled, "Looking at your tone, you're not angry, but you actually appreciate him?"
"Let's just talk about the matter. I can't say I appreciate it." Chu Shoufu drank a glass of wine and smacked his tongue, "This wine is good wine, but it has been hidden for many years before it was taken out. If it had been taken out to drink long ago, it may not have the same taste. Right
wrong?"
"Don't set an ambush for me. If you have something to say, you can appreciate it if you like it. To be honest, the Emperor also likes him, but as you think, he needs experience and experience. I don't know what the Emperor thinks." Xiaoyao Justice.
Chu Shoufu was silent.
"You know?" Xiaoyao Gongfei glanced at him, "Tell me and listen."
Chu Shoufu shook his head, "I don't know, I have stopped speculating on the holy will in these years."
"I won't speculate, but you have an idea." Xiaoyao Gong put a high hat on him with all his strength.
Chu Shoufu put down his cup and said seriously: "I don't know who the emperor prefers, but he probably also depends on the emperor's wishes. As for his own thoughts, I guess it is either the eldest son or the direct descendant.
."
"If your elders are not virtuous, your direct descendants are useless." Xiaoyao is fair.
"The Emperor will understand." Chu Shoufu turned the cup and said meaningfully: "He is giving King Ji a last chance. If King Ji doesn't know how to seize it, he will regret it."
"Prince Ji mutilated his siblings, and I personally handed over the evidence. It would be really disappointing if the emperor still considers Prince Ji." Xiaoyao Gong glanced at him, "You said you didn't count what the emperor was thinking? I don't care.
Is it very clear? You even know that he wants to give King Ji a chance."
Chu Shoufu drank a glass of wine with cold eyes, "That's a chance to survive."
Xiaoyao Gong was startled and took a deep breath.
The topic cannot be discussed any more.
After Xiaoyao Gong left, Chu Shoufu ordered people to tie Man'er up in the firewood shed and interrogate him severely. He learned that Man'er was from southern Xinjiang and was a performer in Beijing. However, he was driven away because of his identity as a southern Xinjiang person.
Chu Mingyang has never been good-hearted, but seeing that she has some skills, he stayed by his side.
People in southern Xinjiang have clear grudges, and since the second young lady of the Chu family took her in, she will repay her loyalty.
Chu Shoufu knew that the Yamen's plan was not hers, so he beat him up and drove him out of Chu's house.
When Man'er was packing his things, he went to Chu Mingyang to say goodbye.
Chu Mingyang was beaten so hard that he lay on the bed and couldn't get up. When he heard that she was being driven away, he quickly raised his head and said, "You are going to go out and help me do one more thing."
"Second Miss, please speak." Man'er said.
"You are from southern Xinjiang, you know witchcraft, go and kill Yuan Qingling." Chu Mingyang gritted his teeth and said.
Man'er was startled, "Slave servants cannot do this... murder."
"Can't you do it?" Chu Mingyang looked at her.
"No, it's just that how can you kill someone for no reason? There is no enmity between this slave and Princess Chu." Man'er said.
Chu Mingyang cursed loudly, "You loser, you always resisted when I asked you to do something. If you hadn't taken off your mask first this time, no one from Jingzhao Mansion would have dared to pursue you. I haven't scolded you for ruining my job."
Good thing."
Man'er said: "Second Miss, this matter has nothing to do with unmasking. The servant pretended to be the chief assistant so that we could enter smoothly. Since everything has gone wrong, there is no need to pretend anymore."
She paused and looked up at Chu Mingyang, "Besides, Second Miss, you also deceived this servant. King Chu has no affection for Second Miss."
Chu Mingyang became angry, "You still said? You swore that Yu Wenhao couldn't remember it, and then I would say whatever I said, but why would he remember it? Your ability is no more than this. If I hadn't seen you exposed that day
How could Yishou waste rice and accept a despicable southern Xinjiang person like you, who is rustic and like a beggar? You southern Xinjiang people don't have any good things, so you keep asking for your food."
That barbarian was struck by lightning. She had served her wholeheartedly since she entered the Chu family's gate. Although the second young lady of the Chu family always beat her slaves, she always thought it was the reason for her bad temper. She was good in nature, otherwise what would happen?
Will he take her in?
Now that she heard this, she felt a chill in her heart. She felt that her contribution was enough to repay her kindness in taking her in.
She didn't say anything and left with all her injuries.
She was kicked out, had nothing to live on, and had nowhere to go. She was walking in a daze. Thinking of Chu Mingyang's words, she felt very sad.
She is from southern Xinjiang. Why do people in the capital think that people from southern Xinjiang are not good people?
She recalled that what she did to help the second young lady did not seem to be done by a good person. She actually knew that the day she was at the Yamen that King Chu had never liked Chu Mingyang, and that everything was just wishful thinking on the part of Chu Mingyang.
But she was still willing to help her, and even today in the mansion, she rang the bell to try to hypnotize King Chu, hoping to help the second young lady again.
It’s no wonder that people don’t like people from southern Xinjiang, she herself feels ashamed.
She hugged her bundle, sat on a mound in the street and cried.
A lame little beggar came over and said coldly: "You can cry somewhere else, but you are sitting in my house."