On a summer afternoon, a gust of hot wind blew, and the Zhanfeng Duo on the porch made a tinkling sound.
"Actually, losing a hand is nothing." Cheng Jiaoniang said suddenly.
Instead of answering Zhou Hui's words, he suddenly came up with this sentence without any beginning or end.
Zhou Feng was startled and then frowned.
When Master Cheng left, he did not let him leave with him in order to continue treating Cheng Silang's injured hand.
Does she mean she regrets not keeping Cheng Silang in the first place?
Zhou Hao sat up suddenly.
"Why is it nothing?" He raised his eyebrows and yelled, "Why do you have to lose a hand when you can be fine? Because tomorrow is uncertain, so today is the same thing?"
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled but said nothing.
Zhou Hui stood up.
What if! She was actually saying what if!
There are no ifs in this world! This is what she should say!
She wouldn't have said this kind of thing before. She would just say with a straight face that it was a trivial matter and I would give you some snacks to play with.
Those annoying actions are annoying, but at this moment, I miss them so much.
He would rather she continue to do this and say such things than see her say what if, see her regret, see her blame herself.
"Cheng Jiaoniang." He stopped and sat down on his knees, looked at Cheng Jiaoniang, and gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng Silang's death has nothing to do with you!"
"Isn't it relevant?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhou Sheng stared at her.
"Yes, because you are his sister, because you can bring the dead back to life, and because they don't let you save that bastard's life. It's all because of you. But, is this a choice? You can be his sister.
The one who calls the shots? Can you choose who you are and who you are not?"
he shouted angrily, standing up again and pacing back and forth.
"You are a victim, we are all victims, why should we blame ourselves!"
"You didn't think carefully and Cheng Silang didn't know people well. Is this your fault? Is this why you deserve to be plotted against?"
"What's the point! They are the ones who killed and set up the trap! It's Qin Hu, it's the Qin family, and there are other people we don't know who want to prevent the adoption of the clan!"
"It's a good thing that you actually complained, blamed and resented yourself. This is really a blessing for those who love you and hate your enemies."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
Zhou Sheng looked at her with a sullen face.
"I used to," he added, "I bullied you because you were a fool. It was me you should resent, not yourself for being a fool. What you should hate was the person who did the evil, not the unlucky person who was bullied. You can't
Because no matter what, they deserve to be unlucky and bullied."
Cheng Jiaoniang pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head, raised her head again, stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve.
"Sit down," she said.
Zhou Hui's legs went soft and he sat down.
"I'm fine, I think that sentence is indeed correct." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Which sentence?" Zhou Hui asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked towards the yard.
"Who said you can get whatever you want? Who said you should be successful and famous just because you work hard? Who said you can get whatever you want?"
"You have worked hard and struggled? But what about others? Others have not worked hard? Why should you succeed and others should fail? What should you do if you are you and he is him?"
"What?" Zhou Hui frowned, "Are you saying that they are justified in plotting that you harmed Cheng Silang?"
"From their point of view, it makes sense." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "This time it is obvious that we want to deal with the Jin'an County Prince. To kill him, to succeed, we must eliminate other resistances. I am the biggest
Resistance, if you want to stop me, you have to contain me, and if you want to contain me, you have to hold Brother Shiro hostage. This thing is really done thoroughly and smoothly..."
It’s crazy!
Zhou Sheng stood up angrily again.
"Okay, then I will go to Qin's house now, kowtow to express my admiration to Qin Hu, and admire his good move!" He said, "I admire him for killing Cheng Silang."
The last words were said through gritted teeth.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
"It wasn't him who killed him," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhou Hui was stunned.
"I don't know! Do you believe it or not when I say I don't know?"
"If I knew and held Cheng Silang hostage, I would never...Saturday, you know, in that case, I would definitely not..."
Qin Hu's voice echoed in his ears again.
"Do you believe it?" Zhou Hui gritted his teeth and said.
"Letter." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhou Hao propped himself up with both hands.
"You believe everything others say?" he said, "I don't know you yet!"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled again without saying anything.
Zhou Hao let out a breath.
"He must know this." He said, "The moment he invited you out, the moment he hid it from you, everything was doomed."
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't speak.
Yeah, that moment….
Who knows what awaits after that moment...
It’s really the impermanence of heaven.
"What do you want to do?" Zhou Hui said.
"Let's bury Brother Shilang first." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I should give an explanation to his parents."
"Are you going back to Jiangzhou?" Zhou Hui asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't speak.
Go back to Jiangzhou...
Because all the people involved in the case were dead, the owner of Desheng Building spent a lot of money, and Mrs. Simo of the Jiaofang was also transferred to the army. Except for the two unfortunate people who complained about injustice, the case of Cheng Silang's murder was finally determined to be a jealous one.
Let it go.
"Look, this is definitely not over yet."
"When a sworn brother died, it was not enough not to give an explanation. Now, the person who died is my cousin."
"Hurry up, I have to stand in advance this time..."
"Prepare two more jars and send more people. When the time comes, just surround the area where the wine is scattered and collect them all..."
People all over the capital were excitedly waiting for another grand event, but nothing happened until someone discovered that there was a wordless tombstone next to the Maoyuan Mountain Tomb.
He was buried like this!
People all over the capital were immediately disappointed.
"Really, I was so afraid of losing my position that I didn't even go to see Prince Ping's burial."
"If I had known earlier, I would have gone to see Prince Ping. Shouldn't I have called him Prince Huaihui..."
"But that's right. What's so exciting about doing such an embarrassing thing? It's not embarrassing enough. Just bury it indiscriminately."
"Shameful? It's really a shame."
Chen Shao poured tea for Mrs. Chen and said.
"I'm helplessly being plotted like this, but I still feel the pain that I can't tell you."
"But is this going to end like this?" Chen Shao said with a frown.
This woman's behavior is unpredictable, and she's not the type to accept a loss just yet.
"Of course not." Old Mrs. Chen smiled and pointed outside, "The tombstone has no words. Let's see who falls down to add ink and color to the tombstone."
As he spoke, he turned back to look at his screen.
And on this screen, I don’t know how many more circles will be added.
"Is this thing just done by the Qin family?" Old Mrs. Chen asked.
Chen Shao was silent for a moment, thinking of Mrs. Chen going to question Mrs. Qin about what she said when she came back. Mrs. Qin didn't say anything, only that he who clarified himself would clarify himself.
"The Qin family shouldn't be the kind of ungrateful people who seek revenge for kindness," he said.
Old Mrs. Chen let out a breath.
"Repaying kindness with enmity doesn't count," he said, "It's just that sometimes there is no alternative because people have different paths and do not agree with each other."
The Qin family was firmly opposed to the adoption of the clan, and a group of scholars united to write a memorial of impeachment and refutation, forming a confrontation with Zhang Jiangzhou and others who supported the clan adoption.
Chen Shao remained silent.
"Have you decided what to do?" Old Mrs. Chen asked.
Chen Shao raised his head and looked at his father and nodded.
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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Concubine An's voice sounded again in the emperor's palace.
"Do you know? Have you heard? It's not good, it's not good."
The queen looked at her.
"It would be a shame if I waited for you to tell me something." She said.
Concubine An stepped forward and half-knelt.
"Empress, what should we do?" she said, "Prince Qing is going to be the crown prince."
The queen smiled.
"What should we do? Just endure it." She said, "They are waiting for Prince Qing to have a son. If they can endure it, I can endure it too."
At this time, Prince Qing also appeared in the court hall for the first time. The chamberlain loudly read out the edict naming Prince Qing as the crown prince. Then several chamberlains supported Prince Qing and made do with completing the crown prince ceremony. Then the Queen Mother read it out in person.
four auxiliary ministers.
"So I won't meditate internally for the time being, and the King of Qing will be the crown prince, and the prince who will be born in the future will ascend the throne and become the emperor."
Gao Lingbo stood up and bowed to Chen Shao.
"Then in the next ten years, Master Chen will have to work hard."
Chen Shao sneered and returned the greeting.
"I can't deserve Lord Gao's thanks. I'm not working hard for Lord Gao," he said.
Gao Lingbo smiled and didn't care.
"I just didn't expect that Mr. Zhang Jiangzhou would be so shameless and still stay in the court instead of leaving with a dictionary angrily." He said intentionally or unintentionally.
"Master Gao must be more impressed by this." Chen Shao said, his face darkening, "Mr. Gao, the matter has been settled, when will you leave?"
Gao Lingbo smiled.
"We have to wait until His Royal Highness the Crown Prince chooses a concubine to get married." He said, with a bit of sigh, "Anyway, this is also the first grandson of the Queen Mother to get married. If His Majesty can wake up, he will be very happy to see it.
Happy."
Happy? It’s weird to be happy. A good court ended up in such trouble, and it will definitely become a joke in the history books in the future.
But what can be done? If the clan is really adopted, who knows what kind of chaos it will cause.
The only consolation now is that the prince is still able to manage people, get married as soon as possible, and have a son next year and the year after that. There will be a smart and normal prince. Prince Qing will have completed his mission.
Chen Shao returned home and saw a carriage leaving.
He couldn't help but stop and watch the carriage go away.
"Master?" the concierge reminded in a low voice.
Chen Shao then averted his eyes and entered the door.
"Has the Eighteenth Mother been here?" he asked.
Mrs. Chen nodded.
"Say when are you leaving?" Chen Shao asked.
Since the last dispute, Chen Shiba Niang has not visited again.
"It's only been the past two days." Mrs. Chen sighed and looked at Chen Shao, "She is still a child after all. As a father, don't care about her."
"I don't care, she just can't let it go." Chen Shao said.
Mrs. Chen smiled and pushed a set of clothes over.
"You are as stubborn as a father and a daughter, and you have given in. You won't tell anyone." She smiled and said, "Look, she made this for you."
Looking at the clothes pushed over, Chen Shao had a smile on his face, but he immediately put it away.
"I have no shortage of clothes," he said.
Mrs. Chen glanced at him and pushed the clothes to him.
"Go try it," she said.
At this time, Chen Shiba Niang put down the car curtain and looked back.
"Madam, do you want to go back again?" the maid asked in a low voice, "I just said I forgot something."
It would also be nice to meet Chen Shao.
Chen Shiba Niang shook her head.
"I must meet you on the day I leave," she said. "In the past few days, the DPRK has been replaced by the old and the new, the personnel have changed, and the court has been busy. My father has worked very hard, so let him rest."
The servant girl responded but did not dare to say any more.
Chen Shiba Niang thought of something again and raised the car curtain.
"Pass through Prince Ping's Mansion," she said.
The driver responded and urged the horse to move quickly.
King Huaihui has been buried, and the plaque of Prince Ping's Mansion has been taken down. At this time, officials from the government are packing and sealing it up.
"Do you want to get out of the car?" the maid asked.
Chen Shiba Niang opened the car curtain and looked at the mansion, shaking her head.
"Let's go," she said.
Just when I was about to lower the car curtain, I saw someone running down in front of the palace gate.
"Is this Mrs. Chen?" he asked with a salute.
The servant girl responded yes.
"My lord has something to ask of my wife," the man said, bowing and handing over a name card.
Sir? Please please me?
Chen Shiba Niang frowned and reached out to take the name card.
Gao Lingbo.
Gao Lingbo? Want to see me?
Chen Shiba Niang looked puzzled. She looked at the name card in her hand and could not help but see the grey-haired old man sitting in Prince Ping's study crying like a child.
Originally, Gao Lingbo was not that old. It seemed that his hair turned gray overnight after the death of King Ping.
Please me...what's the matter?
Chen Shiba Niang's expression changed for a moment, she took the name card over and lowered the car curtain.
The carriage drove away slowly.
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The second update is still at night, (*^__^*) Hee hee..., remember to guarantee your fan votes~ (To be continued)
