A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

Jiang Qi looked at Shen Zhixiu and saw him nod slightly, then he led his men to retreat out of the gate.

Shen Zhixiu only brought Wenzhu, and Su Qingyu brought Feicui, and they entered the yard together.

Wenzhu looks calm, but in fact he is concentrating and observing the situation around him.

This farm has three courtyards, and Chen lives in the main house of the third courtyard.

When the few people entered, Su Qingyu carefully looked at the expressions of the maids. Two of them were obviously nervous, with wandering eyes. It seemed that these people were either bribed or threatened.

If they win today, these people can still survive. But if Shen Zhao wins, these people will probably die.

At this point, Su Qingyu calmed down. No matter who wins, the entanglement with Shen Zhao in the past and present lives can be resolved today.

A maid pushed open the door of the main room, and Su Qingyu followed behind Shen Zhiheng and others.

When they entered the room and saw the scene in front of them, they all froze and took a deep breath.

Chen was lying flat on the bed. There was no flesh on her face. Only a wrinkled face and skin covering the bones was left.

She has very little white hair left. If you say she is over a hundred years old, I'm afraid some people would believe it.

She doesn't look like a human now, but more like... a person without any blood or energy.

But even so, she was still breathing heavily, one breath after another, and her chest rose and fell violently.

Su Qingyu's stomach felt like it was churning, and the smell in the room made her internal organs restless.

Shen Zhixiu glanced at the person on the bed calmly and asked the maid beside him, "Sister-in-law is like this, can she still send a message to me and my wife?"

The old woman glanced away guiltily, not daring to look at Shen Zhixiu.

He said, "The eldest lady is sometimes well, sometimes not. She was getting better before. Before the gentlemen and ladies came, she suddenly became unwell again."

Shen Zhao stepped forward and looked at Chen, hatred rising in his heart. His mother looked like she was poisoned, not like she was sick and old.

He turned to look at Shen Zhixiu, "Uncle, why don't you go to the side room and have a cup of tea? I want to accompany my mother with my father."

Shen Zhixiu looked at Shen Zhao meaningfully and said, "That's good too."

He didn't want Su Qingyu to stay here, so he followed the servant to the side room.

After leaving the main room, they were supposed to walk through the courtyard to the wing rooms, but Shen Zhixiu took Su Qingyu's hand and walked under the corridor.

He was outside and Su Qingyu was inside.

Inside the main room, Shen Zhao motioned for Shen Zhiheng to sit down and poured him tea personally.

While pouring tea, he turned his head to look out the window and saw Shen Zhixiu and Su Qingyu walking in the corridor. His heart tightened. There were pillars blocking the corridor, so it would be difficult for people hiding in the dark to take action.

But it doesn't matter, there is still a chance.

He retracted his gaze and asked Shen Zhiheng in a low voice, "Father, can't you see? Mother was poisoned. It should be Third Uncle who did it, right?"

Shen Zhiheng snorted coldly, "That's her own fault. She dared to harm your grandfather. It's already a mercy of the Shen family to spare her life."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao suddenly laughed twice, stood beside Chen's bed, pointed at the person on the bed and said, "Mercy? Father said this is mercy?"

"They might as well just kill my mother and give her a quick death."

There was a strong smell in the room, and Shen Zhiheng coughed a few times again.

Then he said, "So what do you want? When your grandmother and your third uncle wanted to be beaten to death, it was you and the princess who begged for mercy."

"Do you really think that your grandmother and uncle can swallow this breath and let her enjoy her old age?"

"Don't say they can't swallow it. Even I find it hard to get rid of the hatred."

Shen Zhao's expression froze slightly. "Did father foresee this day?"

Shen Zhiheng raised his eyes to look at Shen Zhao, "You just said that your third uncle died, and you can support the Shen family. Let's not talk about anything else, just talking about your mother, you only think that you are a son and you have to plead for your mother. But you never thought about what to do next?"

"I believe you are asking for mercy out of filial piety, but the princess is asking for mercy probably because she is afraid that you will observe mourning for three years and stay away from the court."

"Have you thought of all this?"

Shen Zhao looked dazed, as if he really hadn't thought that much. When Li Chaoyun knelt down to beg for mercy, he was very moved. He felt that they were a couple, and Li Chaoyun's filial piety to his mother was the same as his.

But when he heard what his father said, Shen Zhao felt that it seemed to be what his father said.

Shen Zhiheng looked at him and sighed, "Do you still think you can achieve the same success as your third uncle in the court?"

"It's not that your father looks down on you. There are countless people in the court who have won the imperial examinations, and there are countless children from aristocratic families. But why did your third uncle become the second assistant of the cabinet and a close minister to the emperor at such a young age?"

"These things are not as simple as you think. Why do you think the prince uses you? It's to compete with your uncle. Otherwise, with your talent, it would be difficult to enter the threshold of the Zhanshi Mansion."

Shen Zhiheng had wanted to tell Shen Zhao these things for a long time. Ever since Li Chaoyun said that the eldest son should support Shen Zhao, he had wanted to tell Shen Zhao everything. But every time they could only say a few words, the father and son would part ways unhappily.

In addition, his health had been deteriorating over the past six months, so he paid less attention to Shen Zhao.

But he never expected that Shen Zhao would want to kill his third uncle.

Shen Zhiheng now felt nothing but regret. It was because of his poor parenting, his lax management of his wife, and his selfishness that the eldest branch of the Shen family had reached its current state. He was ashamed to face his ancestors.

Shen Zhao held his breath in his chest. Shen Hong had said these words before.

In his heart, he admitted that his father was right, but he was unwilling to admit that he was inferior to others.

Shen Zhiheng wanted to get up and leave, "Let's go back. If you can't bear to see your mother suffer, I will give her a quick death."

Seeing this, Shen Zhao suddenly took a bundle of ropes from behind a door and then used them to lasso Shen Zhiheng.

Shen Zhiheng was shocked, "You evil boy, what are you going to do?"

Shen Zhao picked up the cotton handkerchief and stuffed it into Shen Zhiheng's mouth. After tying him up, he walked around to him and knelt on the ground.

"Father, calm down. This matter has been resolved and your son cannot regret it."

"Father, please bear with the grievance for now. Once I have dealt with the matters outside, I will accompany you back home."

After that, Shen Zhao kowtowed three times, then stood up and left.

Shen Zhiheng's eyes widened and his chest heaved, but he could only watch him leave.

In the side room, when Shen Zhao pushed the door open, Shen Zhixiu and Su Qingyu were sitting at the table drinking tea, and Wen Zhu was standing behind Shen Zhixiu.

Shen Zhao stepped forward and bowed, "Uncle and Aunt, my father is wiping my mother's body and talking to her. My mother is not very clear-headed at the moment, and I'm afraid she can't talk to Uncle and Aunt."

"How about this, I'll take Uncle San and Aunt San to the car first. It's getting late, you guys should go back and rest early."

What he had to do was to lure Shen Zhixiu, Su Qingyu and Wen Zhu into the yard, and then the people hiding in the dark would take action.

Thousands of arrows were fired at once, and it was too late for people outside to rescue.

Shen Zhixiu sat on the stool without moving, and did not drink the tea in his hand.

"Where are those firearms hidden? If they are not kept properly, they can easily hurt someone by mistake. Aren't you afraid of hurting my sister-in-law?"