The current crown prince of Qi, Jiang Wuhua, is actually the second son of Qi Jun and lives in Changle Palace.
Above him, there was an older brother, the eldest son of the emperor, named Jiang Wuliang.
Of course Xu Fang had offended the prince, but the person he offended was not Jiang Wuhua, but the deposed prince, Jiang Wuliang.
Back then, he cursed not only the Treasure Judgment Chamber of Commerce, but also the then-Prince.
Regarding the deposed prince Jiang Wuliang, Xu Fang naturally no longer had to ask how to plead guilty. He had enough names to recognize him.
But he still lowered his eyelids slightly and asked: "Which crime do you plead guilty to?"
Jiang Wang replied: "You will plead guilty to whatever you scolded the most harshly."
"... Got it!" Xu Fang said.
Jiang Wang looked at him and said: "After you leave, this inn will be closed. No one has seen you except Chong Xuansheng and me."
Of course Xu Fang could understand the meaning of this.
Eighteen years have passed, from self-loathing and self-abandonment, to despair, to a glimmer of hope arising from despair, and then extinguished again. Over and over again, life would be worse than death... What he was waiting for, sometimes he even forgot.
He knew very well that he could not avenge himself. But even as a weapon, even as a useless tool, who could make good use of it?
After hearing about the place Qingshi Palace, he actually saw the light of day!
It was as if in the endless darkness, a hand suddenly reached out and ripped off the night with a slap.
only……
Xu Fang said in a voice that was as hoarse as his teeth moving slowly on the ground: "I scolded the Jubao Chamber of Commerce back then. Although I had the guidance of Mr. Qingxi, it was really out of public interest..."
He never raised his gaze, as if he didn't dare to look at anyone.
"You said..." he asked: "Are they still blaming me?"
Qing Xi is the leader of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance.
As a latecomer, the Jubao Chamber of Commerce has not been bright in the process of catching up with the Four Seas Merchant Alliance. Of course, it does not mean that it is so grand now, but it has done well in terms of appearance.
Xu Fang scolded the Jubao Chamber of Commerce back then because he knew some of the dirty things going on there.
These things were all revealed to him by Qing Xi intentionally or unintentionally, and they were indeed facts.
The reason why Xu Fang was so resentful when talking about Qing Xi was because when he scolded the Jubao Chamber of Commerce, although he had a public intention, he actually acted as a pawn of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance and helped the Four Seas Merchant Alliance.
But after the Jubao Chamber of Commerce retaliated against Xu Fang, the Sihai Merchant Alliance remained silent from beginning to end. This is really not something that can be justified.
And what Xu Fang asked, "Are they still blaming me?" was the "they" in it.
Naturally, he refers to the family members who were implicated by him and were retaliated to death by the Jubao Chamber of Commerce...
He had no one to ask but the young man in front of him, even though he was so strange.
But Jiang Wang couldn't answer this question.
He is not qualified to ask Xu Fang to forgive anyone, nor is he qualified to forgive Xu Fang on behalf of anyone.
In the end, he just said: "You are motivated by public motives. I know this, and so does Chongxuan Sheng. But maybe, only we will always know."
"That's it." Xu Fang nodded without any other expression.
"Thank you." he said.
Thank you for what? Thank you for not lying to you? Thank you for us taking revenge on Jubao Chamber of Commerce and helping you take revenge by the way?
Jiang Wang thought a lot.
But in the end, he only took a deep look at Xu Fang, then turned and left.
…
Bowanghou Mansion.
Chong Xuanzun took nothing with him, put on some clothes, and went to Jixia Academy in a carefree manner. He seemed not to care about the family affairs.
But as soon as Chongxuanzun left, Chongxuansheng moved in and pestered the old man all day long.
He is also the legitimate heir, and naturally no one in Bowanghou Mansion dares to look down on him.
The children of the old Marquis Chongxuan Yunbo all live outside.
Among the grandchildren, only Chong Xuan Zun and Chong Xuan Sheng are eligible to live in the house.
Chongxuan followed and left, and Chongxuansheng became the young master here.
On the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, people came one after another to pay their respects to the old Marquis in the morning.
During the Chinese New Year, those cousins, uncles and so on always come to the house. Most of them put down their gifts and leave after saying a few words.
Chongxuan Sheng's father's generation has four brothers, and his father Chongxuan Futu ranks second. Chongxuan Zun's father Chongxuan Mingguang is the eldest. The third child has also died long ago, and the fourth child is working in other places and is not here.
Linzi.
Chongxuan Chu Liangze, Chongxuan Mingguang, Chongxuan Futu and others were cousins.
After lunch, the family sat together and drank tea.
Chongxuansheng laughed and invited the old man to his Xiashan Villa to take a look at the beautiful scenery of the sunset.
The old man just smiled while Ren Zhongxuansheng kept talking, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
"I'm not talking about you, Xiao Sheng. You went too far this time." A voice suddenly said: "I usually love your brother the most, how can you bear to send him to Jixia Academy for a year?"
At this time, the only person who could criticize Zhongxuan Sheng in this tone was Chongxuan Zun's father, Chongxuan Mingguang.
This man has a great name and a good skin. Otherwise, he would not be able to give birth to a handsome son like Zhong Xuanzun.
He is already over sixty years old, but his complexion is as rosy as forty. He looks much younger than his cousin, Chongxuan Chu Liang, who is in his early fifties, but of course he is far inferior in strength.
Chongxuan Sheng just laughed when he heard this: "Uncle, what you said is not interesting. I gave up such a good opportunity to Brother Zun because I sacrificed it for the future of our Chongxuan family. You, as the elder, are not compensating for it."
Okay, why do you say I'm going too far?"
He looked back at Chongxuan Mingguang: "If you think this is a disadvantage, why don't you think of a way to send me to Jixia Academy? Ask me to stay for two years!"
Chongxuan Mingguang suddenly suffocated him, how could he have such ability?
As the eldest son of the Hou family, if he was useful, it would not be Chongxuan Zun and Chongxuan's turn to fight for the position.
How could Chong Xuan Sheng be a reasonable and forgiving person? He turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, what's your comment?"
Zhongxuan Yunbo is one hundred and five this year, his beard and hair are all white, but he is in good spirits.
He only glanced at Chongxuan Mingguang: "Shut up if you don't know how to speak."
Chongxuan Mingguang was resentful and silent.
This is also the reason why he doesn't want to live in the Hou Mansion. Outside, he is still a gentleman, and he is always a guest wherever he goes. But in Bowang Hou Mansion, a man in his sixties is still being trained like a
Like a grandson.
Since the old man had said something, Zhongxuan Sheng couldn't continue to pursue him. He just repeated the previous topic and said: "The maple clouds are not late, and the clouds and sky are the same color. The scenery is rare. It only happens once a year. Grandpa really doesn't want to go and see it."
What?"
The old man raised his hand: "I have spent my whole life in the army, but when I get old, I have no blood left."
This is a clear rejection.
Chong Xuan Sheng sighed in a somewhat artificial way: "My grandson also invited many friends. They all admire your reputation and want to hear your majestic stories!"
The old man just laughed.
However, Zhongxuan Mingguang came back and snorted coldly: "Xiao Sheng, please don't pull the flag of Bowanghou Mansion randomly outside. I heard that the day before yesterday, you were in Hongxiu to invite guests to a banquet in the name of Bowanghou Mansion? What does this look like?
What does it look like? The old man is old and can't stand the trouble."
Chongxuan Yunbo's white eyebrows jumped at that time.
Look at this level of speaking!
Chong Xuan Sheng simply fell in love with this uncle.
Of course he was very angry on his face: "I invited a few friends to enjoy the scenery, why did I call it a riot of the banner of the Marquis Mansion? If my uncle has any objections, why don't you help host it? Let's see if I look good!"
This sounds a lot like angry talk.
Chongxuan Mingguang thought for a while, Chongxuanzun is not here now, and among the younger generation, only Chongxuansheng can represent Bowanghou Mansion. He should really help his son keep an eye on Chongxuansheng, so as to prevent this little chubby guy from taking the opportunity to develop and threaten
to the position of his son's heir.
Thinking of this, he deliberately showed a very embarrassed look and said smoothly: "Uncle doesn't have any objections to you, but you are too young after all, and there are some people outside... Oh, don't say anything. In this way, uncle will take time.
Come out and sit in your Xiashan Villa for a while and check things for you!"
"Ahem." The old man coughed at this time: "The juniors are gathering together, what are you going to do?"
Zhongxuan Sheng then looked at Zhongxuan Mingguang with a contemptuous look, as if he was watching his show.
After all, Zhongxuan Mingguang was already in his sixties. Even if his own father scolded him at every turn, he couldn't keep it off his face.
So he frowned and said: "I understand what's going on in the scene. What young people are playing now are all the leftovers from what I played back then. How can I not preside over it?"