The male concubine of the violent son

Shang Rongyu's actions were extremely fast. In less than seven days, General Yin Zhuguo was found to have embezzled and accepted bribes, embezzled disaster relief funds and food, forcibly robbed women, trafficked women, disregarded human lives, smuggled salt, forced people to exploit illicit mines, and embezzled money. Military pay, hoarding private soldiers and other crimes.

The piles of piles have caused countless families to be ruined and their wives to be separated.

And the crimes committed by Yin's children are too numerous to write down.

All of a sudden, the papers in the court hall were handed out to the emperor like snowflakes.

On the third day of July, Shang Rongyu received an imperial decree from the Yin family—all men, women, and family members of the Yin family were imprisoned.

The Yin family mansion is magnificent, and the moment Ran Qinggu entered, he was stunned by all kinds of pavilions.

If it is said that the mansion of the Wangfu is elegant and noble, but the Yin family is grand and luxurious.

The flowers, plants, birds and trees inside are all very rare and rare species. Although they are not as exquisite as the palace, to a discerning eye, it is an extraordinary home.

Now the officers and soldiers have surrounded the mansion, women, children, children and servants are all driven into the courtyard and stand in order.

Shang Rong and Wen Wen said to Ran Qinggu: "Yu'er, wait here, later all the things from the Yin family's rouge shop will be shipped here, what gouache rouge, pearls and hairpins, silk and satin you want, you can do whatever you want." Take, take whatever you want."

Ran Qinggu hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, sir."

He looked at the garden and smiled: "This garden is very beautiful."

Shang Rong and Jiong: "You can't take this garden away, the Holy Majesty will take it back."

Ran Qinggu: "..."

Shang Rongyu held Ran Qinggu's hand: "When I go back, I'll have someone make you an identical one."

Ran Qinggu smiled: "My son misunderstood me, what I mean is, this garden is very beautiful, can I take a stroll?"

Shang Rongyu reluctantly said, "I've been very busy these two days, so I'm afraid I don't have time to go shopping with you. You see, I can't spare any manpower to protect you. The Yin family is in danger, so it's better for you to move around less."

Ran Qinggu showed regret: "I'll just take a look, if the prince doesn't want to..."

Shang Rongyu didn't want to make his imperial concubine unhappy, so he said: "Then, you go around where there are guards, and I will accompany you in for a stroll after the confiscation of his house is finished."

Ran Qinggu nodded: "Okay."

Shang Rong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Good boy."

Ran Qinggu: "..."

Yao Wang spat out angrily: "You are so busy raiding the house, and you have to coax your wife, it's really disgusting, isn't your son so disgusting before?"

Lu Yunshen: "Spit on my shoes again, and I'll wipe your face clean."

Yin's mansion is now full of officers and soldiers who ransacked homes and carried items.

Ran Qinggu stopped and walked, stopped and walked.

The further you go to the other courtyard of the Zongtang, the fewer officers and soldiers there are.

Ran Qinggu grabbed a person and asked: "Isn't that other courtyard copied?"

The officer and soldier glanced at it, and said awkwardly: "That is the ancestral hall of the Yin family. The ancestors of the Yin family were also meritorious ministers. The emperor didn't say what to do. The son said that it can be done according to the emperor's instructions, so we dare not move."

Ran Qinggu nodded: "Thank you."

The emperor's attitude is too unclear.

The house was confiscated, and the person was imprisoned, but the conviction was delayed, and the Yin family's crimes were not announced to the world.

This is not clear to tell Chaotang, is it possible for the Yin family to turn around?

Among them, there must be two princes dealing with it.

Step by step, he walked into the Yin family's ancestral hall.

There was no one inside or outside the ancestral hall, and even the gate was not guarded by officers and soldiers.

In the courtyard of the ancestral hall, the pines and cypresses are straight and lush, and the flowers are blooming beautifully.

The weather today is fine, the sun is not glaring, it is as gentle as a tiger cub with its claws chopped off and its fangs pulled out, letting anyone touch it.

He pushed open the gate of the main hall of the ancestral hall, and what greeted his eyes was a wheelchair with a white-haired old man sitting on it. Fine dust lingered around him, making him even more vicissitudes, like the clearest life before the light came back. Ching Ming.

The old man coughed violently, his thin body shaking violently.

The handkerchief covering his mouth was accidentally shaken to the ground, and it was covered with thick blood.

The handkerchief fell off, and the old man had to cover it with his hands. The blood of the red cotton silk dripped from his fingers, dripping on the luxurious gray-white clothes, like little red plum blossoms, swaying in large swaths.

He finally stopped coughing, an old hoarse voice uttered two words in powerless grief and despair: "Copy it."

This person is the father of General Yin Zhuguo, Elder Yin Ge.

Ran Qinggu didn't know how heartbroken the elder Yin Ge, who had always been loyal to the emperor and patriotic, saw his descendants commit numerous crimes in his later years.

If it wasn't for the extreme heartache, he wouldn't be terminally ill, and he would have to think about his past in front of the ancestral tablet.

He didn't answer, and walked in.

The people enshrined here are all meritorious ministers of the Yin family ancestors, who have made outstanding contributions to the Dasu Dynasty and worked for the well-being of the people.

He stepped forward, lit three sticks of incense, and bowed again and again to the tablets of these people.

After worshiping, slowly insert the incense into the incense burner.

Elder Yin Ge didn't see the soldiers who ransacked his house, but a woman in a beautiful blue cloud dress with a high bun.

The woman's brows and eyes are clear and faint, very much like a person.

But the woman in front of him looked only fifteen, sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was paralyzed ten years ago, and the affairs of the Yin family had already been handed over to his eldest son, Yin Zhong.

So he couldn't have seen this woman.

But her eyebrows and eyes are so familiar, he must have seen them before.

Elder Yin Ge frowned: "Who are you?"

Ran Qinggu smiled: "Mr. Yin Ge is confessing to the ancestors of the Yin family?"

Boss Yin Ge was shocked.

I saw a woman in front of me, her voice was mixed with a crunchy neutral voice, as if her throat was rustling because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Is this a man or a woman?

His old eyes are cloudy and he cannot distinguish between male and female.

Just vaguely, he felt that the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him were very familiar...

He coughed violently again: "Why should I repent?"

"Why?" Ran Qinggu sneered.

At the moment he came in, he still had some sympathy for this loyal minister, but now, he has nothing left.

"Your son Yin Zhuguo has committed heinous crimes, numerous crimes, shouldn't you repent?"

Elder Yin Ge can tell now that this is a man.

It's just this man, why should he dress up as a woman?

"My son works for the emperor, and the emperor will return his innocence."

"I'm afraid that even the emperor himself is not innocent." Ran Qinggu looked at him indifferently, said that pity was not pity, and there was no sarcasm when he said sarcasm, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.

"What qualifications does he have to give your son innocence? Isn't that the executioner crowning the executioner?"

Yin Ge looked at him coldly: "Presumptuous."

Ran Qinggu looked around in the ancestral hall, looking for a place to sit, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything.

He had no choice but to slowly stack the three futons together, and sat on them, almost sitting face to face with Elder Yin Ge.

It's like two confidantes and friends talking about everyday things.

However, before this, he had never seen this old man.

He said in a gentle and unhurried manner: "Am I wrong? The first prince took care of the current emperor who was bullied and rejected by the first emperor since he was a child, but in the end, the first prince was framed and died. They were slaughtered, and now only King Cheng and King Yi of Ganzhou are left. Marquis of Dingbei..."

He paused for a moment, and his expression gradually turned grim: "Dingbei Hou Qingyi grew up with the emperor and the former prince. He has taken good care of him since he was a child, shed blood for his injuries, guarded the rivers and mountains for him, and quelled the rebellion for him. A fate where there are no bones left, and the whole family is chopped up?"

"The emperor is innocent, why are they innocent?"

——The emperor is innocent, why are they innocent?

These words lingered in Elder Yin Ge's ears. He coughed violently, as if he had coughed up all his internal organs.

Ran Qinggu finally couldn't see it, picked up the handkerchief on the ground and handed it to him with a calm expression, just like when he first came in.

Yin Ge took it over and covered his mouth.

It took him a long time to react and stop coughing——

"You...you are..."

"Qing's family!"

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Thank you to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Big My Beauty;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!