The male concubine of the violent son

The old man coughed violently.

He said why this person's eyebrows and eyes are so familiar...

When Dingbeihou's son was born, he went to have a wedding banquet. This person's eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as Dingbeihou's.

It's just that this face seems to be more inclined to Mrs. Dingbeihou.

It's just that if Dingbeihou's son Qing Lang is still alive, he will be 27 or [-]. This person looks like he is seventeen at most.

Isn't he the eldest son of Marquis Dingbei?

"Who are you, Qing Yi?"

Ran Qinggu said lightly: "That's not important, I'm here because I have something to ask Elder Yin Ge."

Yin Ge looked at him fixedly: "What's the matter?"

Ran Qinggu: "Five or six years ago, the emperor issued a decree to kill Dingbeihou, and all the children in the mansion were exiled to the army, and women, children and children were all served as servants. Later, Yin Ge wrote a blood letter saying that Dingbeihou should confiscate his family and exterminate his family. General Yin Zhuguo Kneeling outside the palace for seven days and seven nights to plead for his father's life, his filial piety moved the heavens and the earth... The Qing family ended up killing all nine clans. The 3000 followers of the Marquis of Dingbei were all exterminated, even children, women and children. Corpses littered the hills on the northern slope, and the soil of the whole mountain was stained red with blood..."

He raised his eyebrows: "Did you write that blood book?"

Elder Yin Ge opened his eyes wide.

For a long time, he burst into tears, patted the edge of the wheelchair vigorously, and shouted helplessly: "Evil obstacle, evil obstacle..."

While shouting, blood gushed out of his mouth.

A large piece of it wetted the fine clothes in front of him.

He never wrote blood books.

He has been paralyzed for more than ten years, and he has been recuperating in the mansion for more than ten years, staying at home.

That day the emperor ordered his son, General Yin Zhuguo, to copy and decapitate Qing's family, and he regretted it.

In his impression, Qing Yi is a leader among the younger generation, he is mature and stable, and he will never rebel.

He also asked his son to intercede with the emperor to find out the grievances.

In those few days, Yin Zhong nodded in agreement, but went out with a large number of officers and soldiers.

Later, he learned that the entire Qing family was wiped out, but he did not expect that all the soldiers under Qing Yi who had shed blood for Dasu would also die unexpectedly...

He never wrote this blood letter, so why did his son kneel outside the temple to plead for his father's life?

Therefore, all this was caused by his son Yin Zhong.

The blood letter was undoubtedly used to put pressure on the emperor through him, a veteran of the three dynasties and a person who had made contributions to his family and country.

The people are extremely easy to incite, and he, a veteran of the three dynasties, has come forward, so how many people in the court and the people will ask for orders to kill Dingbeihou?

What's more, General Yin Zhuguo knelt down for seven days to ask the emperor for his father's order.

These practices added a weight to the scale, and put the whole family of Dingbeihou under the guillotine.

He has been an official all his life, and he has never done anything to be sorry for his family and country.

Unexpectedly, in the end, there was such a stain.

If Ding Beihou is really wronged, how will the history books of later generations write about him?

Those few strokes in the annals are the failures that have left a bad reputation for thousands of years.

Ran Qinggu lost his strength in an instant.

That blood book was not written by Mr. Yin Ge.

Since it was not written by him, with Yin Zhong's courage, he would never dare to do so.

This matter seems to have something to do with the Second Prince.

He stood up slowly and moved towards the door step by step.

When he opened the door, there were dark clouds outside, and it seemed that heavy rain was about to pour.

"This time the house was ransacked so fast, it turned out to be you." Elder Yin Ge's breath was weak, his voice scattered in the dust, intermittently, "Even if it wasn't you, it was you who suggested that a person pretend to be a woman and child in order to survive , such a mind, I am afraid that ordinary people can't compare it."

Ran Qinggu smiled lightly.

Self-deprecating, self-deprecating.

Laughing extremely desolately.

His voice was light and ethereal, but neither sad nor happy, without any emotion.

"Yeah, I was supposed to be a royal family, with fresh clothes and angry horses, drunk among the flowers. But I walked all the way, lonely and helpless, with blood on my hands and bones on my feet. All of this... Who do you think caused it? "

Elder Yin Ge didn't speak.

Ran Qinggu didn't wait for him to reply: "Besides, this raid has nothing to do with me. As for whether your son Yin Zhong and Yin's children are really innocent, you can raise your head and ask your ancestors."

"Besides, I didn't make any mention of this house raid. I'm just an accountant."

Old Yin Ge sneered coldly: "I've heard that Cheng Wang's son is a demon king of the world. Can you find out so many in less than ten days? It's you who can do a job well in the impenetrable imperial city. And playing with the emperor and the son of the king, is it not as simple as a bookkeeper?"

Ran Qinggu turned his head to look at the old man's old back: "Ge Lao, what you heard is not what you heard, this time it was really done by the son alone, I just helped to calculate a few accounts."

After speaking, he closed the door of the ancestral hall and walked out.

When he was going out, he heard Elder Yin Ge muttering to himself to the ancestral tablet.

He didn't hear what he said.

Like talking about something.

It's a pity that this loyal minister only wanted to be a good official all his life, but he taught the younger generation badly.

When he stepped out of the moon gate of the ancestral hall, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

The dull thunder exploded in the sky, as if a hole had been ripped open in the sky, and the big raindrops fell down...

When the officers and soldiers saw him, they hurried over with umbrellas: "Concubine Shizi, why are you here, Shizi is looking for you."

Ran Qinggu: "The garden is too big and I lost my way, where is your son?"

Officers and soldiers held umbrellas: "In the front yard."

Ran Qinggu: "Okay."

Walking to the front yard, Shang Rongyu was throwing a temper tantrum: "Such a big person, how can he disappear if he disappears? Why don't you look for him anymore?"

Ran Qinggu walked in the door with her skirt in her hand: "I'm back, the garden is too big, I lost my way when I was walking around. What's wrong with your son, you are so angry?"

It was raining heavily and there was water on the side of the road.

His skirt was completely soaked, and his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead. When the cold wind blew, he felt a bit chilly.

Seeing this, Shang Rongyu quickly shook off the cloak and put it on for him: "Call for your husband to come and listen."

Ran Qinggu couldn't speak in front of everyone.

He bit his lip.

Shang Rongyu waited patiently for him.

If he didn't call, there would definitely be messy things waiting for him today, so Ran Qinggu had no choice but to smash the jar, "Husband."

Shang Rongyu was very happy, took Ran Qinggu's hand and walked in: "Go, let my husband love you well."

Ran Qinggu: "..."

Shang Rongyu, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Ran Qinggu: "It's always been so cold."

Shangrong and smiled: "It's okay, let my husband warm you up later."

Ran Qinggu: "My son, I... I'm not ready."

Shangrong and smiled: "You don't need to prepare, this world is ready. Everything is inside, you can play however you want. Let's go..."

Ran Qinggu: You ransacked your home and brought...things?

Shang Rongyu pulled Ran Qinggu and pushed open the door of the inner room.

In the huge room, there are four or five boxes of jewelry...and some antique calligraphy and paintings, instruments and machines, and other interesting things.

Each of those jewels is priceless.

Shang Rongyu folded his arms and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "How is it? I took these down."

Ran Qinggu: "Ah? Isn't it going to be handed over to the court?"

Shang Rongyu: "The emperor asked me to raid the house, did it for nothing? If I don't get some kickbacks, I'll be sorry to those soldiers under me."

While speaking, he grabbed a string of blue sea pearl necklaces and gestured to Ran Qinggu's neck: "Tsk tsk, beautiful, beautiful, really beautiful, take it, take it."

He grabbed another phoenix hairpin and inserted it between Ran Qinggu's hair: "It looks good, take it away."

He casually grabbed a pair of jade bracelets and put them on Ran Qinggu's wrist: "Not bad, not bad, I have really good vision."

When Ran Qinggu checked the accounts, he roughly understood the number of jewels. He looked at the materials of those jewels and was stunned.

Shang Rongyu is really a genius.

He took half of the valuable rare treasures and gave the remaining half to the court.

When Emperor Xianyuan rewarded him for his meritorious deeds, he would be rewarded with a few percent of jewels.

In the end, there were more in his hands than the emperor's.

Such blatant corruption and perverting the law, he can really do it.

When Emperor Xian Yuan planned for him to investigate General Yin Zhuguo, he probably didn't expect that this man was so blatantly greedy because he was involved in a corruption case.

Seeing his dull expression, Shang Rong and puzzled looked at him several times: "I have never seen so many valuable things in my life, are you stupid? How does it feel to marry the real son and become a rich woman in an instant?"

Ran Qinggu lowered his eyes: "Yu'er dare not say."

Shang Rong and smiled: "Tell me, I am your husband, why don't you dare?"

Ran Qinggu: "The chilly feeling on the back of the neck can cause the head to be decapitated at any time."

Shang Rongyu sat down on a recliner, and the recliner shook slightly. The two small mallets on the legs of the chair lightly tapped his legs, and the wooden hands on his shoulders gently massaged.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I'm sure I can protect you well." Shang Rong sat on his lap with his arms around Ran Qinggu, "I've tried all these things, and they're all quite fun, so I took them down along the way. How is it, is it fun?"

Ran Qinggu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Shang Rongyu's "play" is not that kind of play.

Shang Rongyu opened a box casually.

Inside the box are messy bottles and jars and red ropes tied with knots, as well as some small whips, jade|beads, mouth|balls, strange stools...

He casually took out a bottle of medicine: "The children of the Yin family use it, let's try it tomorrow."

Ran Qinggu blushed when he saw it: "My son? This..."

Shang Rongyu: "Don't worry, your body is weak, I have a sense of proportion, we can play two games less at once."