The male concubine of the violent son

There was a moment of silence at the table.

Shang Rongyu picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for Bai Guogong: "Father-in-law, Rong Yu is also puzzled, the Bai family is a hereditary duke after all, and I was also a famous family in the first dynasty, how come the eldest daughter's dowry is gone?" Well, I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding. Father-in-law, tell Rong Yu clearly, otherwise Rong Yu doesn't know how my Yu'er was abused at her mother's house? Marrying into the palace is so shabby that he doesn't even have winter clothes. Is it possible? I am so unbearable as a prince, and make people so contemptible?"

When he heard "My Yu'er", Ran Qinggu got goose bumps all over his body.

This man can really pretend.

Bai Guogong looked at the prince and concubine, and then at the legendary bloodthirsty demon king.

My palms were sticky with cold sweat.

Shang Rongyu put it nicely: give him steps to go down.

To put it bluntly, he was forcing him to give Ran Qinggu an explanation.

Cheng Wang's son carried out Cheng Wang's mansion, and he had to give this explanation if he didn't give it.

If he doesn't cut some meat for Ran Qinggu now, tomorrow his vicious reputation of embezzling his daughter's dowry and leaving no money will spread...

Which prince and grandson don't pay attention to face?Who wants to be poked in the spine and spit on?

But if he wants to cut the meat, he can't cut less. The prince and princess are sitting here, and the betrothal gift from the palace that day is absolutely unambiguous. It is indeed the gift money for marrying the crown prince.

Now I should return this gift.

If it was said that Ran Qinggu's need for a house and a field just now was just rooting out, but now he is really bleeding.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Jiang shi fiercely.

If it weren't for Jiang's short-sightedness that day, he cried and refused to take away a share of the dowry, saying that the money thrown by the married daughter would be left to his son.

How could he be being manipulated to death now?

If the dowry was given that day, it would not be the turn of today's hematemesis.

"My son, you don't know." Bai Guogong pretended to be sad, "Although Yu'er was not raised under my knees, my favorite daughter was married in a hurry that day, and the family status was very different. Because of this dowry, I am so worried .”

As he said that, he made a predicament: "The main business of the Bai family is a farm shop, but the farm shop is all in Beicheng, and the worthless things in my house can't get into the eyes of the palace, so I can't make preparations for a while. This time in Beijing, one is to celebrate the prince's birthday, but to hand over the long-prepared dowry to Yu'er."

After glaring at Ran Qinggu, he took out a stack of land deeds from his arms: "These are shops in the south, and they are close to the capital... There are still 1 taels of silver. You have suffered so much for taking out so much."

The stack of land deeds and house deeds was handed to Ran Qinggu.

Ran Qinggu looked at the trembling short fat hand in front of him, the land deed, house deed and bank note tightly held in that hand, as if he was afraid that he would snatch it away.

Ran Qinggu pulled over directly: "Thank you, father."

Jiang Shi could hardly stand on the sidelines, his eyes turned white for a while.

More than half of the Bai family's property was stolen by Ran Qinggu.

These are all things she has planned for her son for half her life...

Ran Qinggu took a look at the storefront documents, and handed 1 taels of silver to Ran Shang: "Mother, I am in the palace now, the prince and princess treat me very well, and the food and clothing are all high-quality. The concubine thinks highly of her, and temporarily assists the concubine to take care of the affairs of the palace, so I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of these shops, the daughters of these shops are gifted to you to repay your kindness of birth."

Ran Shang refused again and again: "Your father gave it to you, how can I accept it?"

If she accepts it, when she returns to Beicheng, Gu'er has worked so hard to pave the house for her money and will be snatched by Bai Guogong in the end.

These things are much more practical for Ran Qinggu. After all, Beijing is no better than Beicheng, and he must have his own foundation.

The only foundation she knows of is money.

Ran Qinggu pushed to Ran Shang again: "Mother, just accept it, I don't need anything in the palace."

The concubine also persuaded: "Mrs., the concubine is filial, so you can take it. We women, we still have to have our own lives, otherwise, we will focus on our husband, and the husband will find you annoying. "

The prince took over the conversation: "When did this king ever find you annoying?"

The princess snorted coldly and ignored Cheng Wang.

King Cheng said to himself, "Mrs., since the princesses and concubines have persuaded you like this, you can take it. Although the palace is small, there are still clothes and porridge for children."

So many people persuaded Ran Shang to keep it, so Ran Shang had no choice but to take it first, planning to find an opportunity to give these things to Ran Qinggu in the future.

A banquet lasted until midnight, and everyone was led back to the courtyard by the maid.

Ran Qinggu was worried that Ran Shang would follow Bai Guogong, so he used the excuse that he hadn't seen Ran Shang for a long time, and wanted to talk to her about family matters, and brought Ran Shang to Chenyu Pavilion.

As soon as they arrived at Shenyu Pavilion, when there were only two people, Ran Shang pulled Ran Qinggu to look left and right, and his eyes turned red immediately: "Gu'er, it was Yu'er who killed you, if something happens to you, how can aunt be sorry?" Your mother? How can you be worthy of my childhood friendship with her?"

When she was young, her father, a merchant, would take her with her.She lived in the capital for a while, and that's when she met Ran Qinggu's mother.

Together they learned from female workers to go out for an outing and fly kites, and they went to Huajie to guess lantern riddles together...

That time was so carefree.

It's only been a few years, and things are people.

Ran Qinggu smiled: "Auntie, if you hadn't taken me in and concealed my identity for me, maybe I would not be here now."

Ran Shang wiped away tears, and handed the money deed to Ran Qinggu: "Gu'er, exchange these things for money, run away, find a place where no one knows you, and start a new life, the capital is too dangerous."

Ran Qinggu stuffed things back to Ran Shang: "Escape? In the whole world, is it the king's land? Where can I go? What's more, I still owe the third prince a life, he can let me escape?"

Ran Shang's lips trembled: "The third prince saved you, why did he want to kill you again? You are surrounded by wolves here, so dangerous..."

Ran Qinggu picked up a hairpin and picked a moth that fell into the candlelight, with a neither cold nor indifferent expression: "No one, he saved my life in the snow five years ago, and I promised to return his life. It's an exchange of equal value, why do you harm me?"

Ran Shang was surprised: "What do you want to pay him back?"

Ran Qinggu: "The prince's life."

Five years ago in Beipogang, after a massacre, there were wreckage and corpses all over the mountain, and the whole mountain was stained red with blood. The wild dogs and tits who had no food for the winter all came here smelling the smell, digging their flesh and bones in the snow eat.

The white snow was fluttering, like butterflies torn apart by the wind, falling down brutally, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, like cotton wool, covering the more than 4000 corpses that could not be distinguished from you and me, and a few wild dogs were having fun in the thin snow The children were running, chasing each other, one of them tripped over a section of intestines, rolled down the hillside, stopped by its face...

It stood up and ran back angrily to plan the thin snow...

The bloody man in the snow was scratched by the dog's paw, and he moved!

This movement attracted the attention of the people patrolling and clearing the scene in the distance.

A young man in Chinese clothes stepped forward, and the guards beside him raised their silver guns, ready to kill the person who was still alive in the snow but walked through the gate of hell.

The young man in Huayi raised his hand to stop it.

There was a complex emotion in his eyes, he looked at the people in the snow for a long time, and squatted down.

He said lightly to the blood-stained person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "If you live, you owe me your life."