Traitor, he is bent on death

With a "crash", the teacup was thrown to the ground and shattered into a pile of pieces. The tea in it splashed everywhere, soaking the gorgeous carpet.

The old eunuch who was serving next to him was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground, and the other courtiers also knelt down one after another, for fear of being targeted by the moody emperor.

The cold wind outside the window blows away the ambergris smoked in the imperial study, bringing with it a bit of coldness that belongs only to the cold winter.

There is only one person standing in the cold wind like Zhilan Yushu, his thin figure is outlined by the sky blue brocade clothes, under the frail skin and flesh, there is an unbreakable arrogance.

"Please Your Majesty for your permission." Jiang Jintang's voice was light, like pearls falling on a jade plate, clearly very sweet, but in the imperial study room at this time, it was like a reminder for death.

Sitting on the sandalwood chair, the young emperor had gloomy eyes, tightly squeezed the memorial in his hand, and smiled angrily: "Could it be that Nine Thousand Years has been praised too much in these years, even forgetting that he is an eunuch... Thinking about getting married?!"

Several cabinet officials hurriedly lowered their heads, wishing to block their ears, not daring to hear the fight between these two gods.

"I have been devoted to the country for many years, and I am absolutely loyal." Jiang Jintang said slowly: "It's just a wife, why doesn't your majesty allow it?"

The most powerful official in the dynasty, the notorious treacherous official, even had the nerve to say that he was "dedicated to the country and utterly loyal". If the first emperor who entrusted the young emperor to this person heard about it, he would climb out of the coffin and chop the boy himself with a knife. The courtiers gave up.

Now that Jiang Jintang is powerful, Dongchang and Jin Yiwei are his lackeys, but the young emperor is fledgling, if he wants to marry someone else, Xuan Lan will not get angry, he will marry, and he will only control a woman.

But Jiang Jintang wanted to marry Yao Shou's only daughter.

Official Yao Shou came to the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and he was sent to prison not long ago. He was charged with selling officials and nobles and occupying fields. Yao's mansion was also confiscated.

This case was the first major case that Xuanlan had handled since he took office. It was handled beautifully, and all civil and military officials in the court applauded. Only Jiang Jintang proposed to marry Yao Shou's only daughter during the cabinet discussion.

This is directly hitting the young emperor in the face.

"Nine thousand years old wants women, there are plenty of them." Xuan Lan said coldly: "Mr. Yao is the daughter of a criminal minister, and is not worthy of nine thousand years old's status. If nine thousand years old likes it, I will choose a few suitable ones." , sent to Chitose Mansion."

This is already a great compromise, and Pianjiang Jintang really didn't know what to do, and sighed softly: "...What should I do, I only like Miss Yao alone, she is amazing, and her love is deeply rooted..."

He raised his eyes and looked at Xuan Lan: "It used to be difficult for the sea to be water, but Wushan is not a cloud, except Miss Yao, I don't want to marry anyone else."

Xuan Lan looked at Jiang Jintang's face.

This black-hearted eunuch had a trouble-like face, with particularly beautiful eyebrows and eyes, like the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River that has been shrouded in smoke and clouds all year round, and the peach and apricot spring flowers are set off, which is soul-stirring.

Xuan Lan often finds it ironic that a person like Jiang Jintang who has done all kinds of evil things, how can he have such a skin that is the best in the world.

Rumors say that it was because of this appearance that Jiang Jintang quickly gained a firm foothold in the palace, won the favor of the late emperor, and entrusted him with great power.

Xuan Lan knew that Jiang Jintang was talking nonsense, he just wanted to save Yao Shi, but after hearing what he said, there was still an unknown fire in his heart.

On the one hand, he was shocked...Love is deeply rooted, heh, does Jiang Jintang have the money to like a girl?

There was a time when the sea was too difficult for water, except that Wushan was not a cloud...he was not even a man, and Wushan's cloud and rain could only be delusional, so why did he have to marry?

"Nine thousand years old." Xuan Lan stood up and looked down at Jiang Jintang: "I have already said, if you like women, I will send you off, but Yao Shi, no."

The young emperor was only just now, but his majesty that belonged to the emperor did not diminish at all. It was especially frightening when he spoke with a cold face. The old eunuch's legs began to shake, and he couldn't help but pray in his heart that Jiang Jintang would not sing against the emperor again.

"The minister also said that." Jiang Jintang was not afraid at all, "I will not marry unless it is Miss Yao."

He drooped his thick eyelashes, and said in a clear and shallow voice, "Your Majesty, please fulfill my obsession."

"..." Xuan Lan resisted the urge to smash things, and veins popped up on the back of his hands.

At this time, Gu Zhiyan, the chief assistant of the cabinet who had always been a shrunken quail, finally said, "Your Majesty."

Xuan Lan suppressed her temper: "Shoufu has something to say?"

Gu Zhiyan said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, before the late emperor passed away, he entrusted you to Jiu Qiansui. Over the years, Jiu Qiansui has worked hard to share His Majesty's worries. Now the world is clean and peaceful, and Jiu Qiansui You have made great contributions, but now you just want to marry the daughter of a criminal minister, why should your majesty be harsh!"

Gu Zhiyan is a well-known old fox in the court. On the surface, these words are flattering to Jiang Jintang, but in fact they are reminding Xuan Lan that now Jiang Jintang has power in the court and has a surly personality. If he doesn't like it, what will he do? Things are not surprising.

Jiang Jintang has the capital to be arrogant and bully, but the young emperor has not yet the ability to regain his power.

In the imperial study room, a needle could be heard, Xuan Lan's face was extremely gloomy, and after a long time, he burst into a smile: "The chief minister is right, nine thousand years old has been teaching me all these years, and he has dealt with the affairs of the state. daughter, if Aiqing wants it, I will give her to you."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just like countless times in the past, the emperor gave in.

Jiang Jintang, who had the upper hand in the battle between the monarch and his ministers, just thanked him lightly. He didn't seem to care about Xuan Lan's anger, and wanted to add fuel to the fire: "Yao Shou is in prison, and the minister will not do the marriage. Your Majesty will send him away." Just go to the minister's mansion."

Xuan Lan walked slowly to Jiang Jintang's side, and when he got a closer look, this person was like a snow-covered plum bone, clear and cold like frost on a tile, and his eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful that they could bloom delicate spring flowers.

Xuan Lan narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Nine thousand years old cares so much about Yao shi, how can you not do the marriage? You can't wrong Jiu thousand year old's favorite person... I will personally arrange this marriage."

Jiang Jintang frowned, just as he was about to say something, Gu Zhiyan said loudly: "Your Majesty, Long En!"

Jiang Jintang: "..."

Gu Zhiyan, an old man, is really good at getting along with each other.

Jiang Jintang rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little tired, he didn't want to argue any more, and went as Xuan Lan wanted.

He didn't care about this marriage at all, and he had never met Yao Shou's only daughter. What happened today was just to repay Yao Shou's kindness to him back then.

So he closed his eyes and cupped his hands, and said perfunctorily: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En."

Xuan Lan's eyes like a wild wolf and eagle have been staring at Jiang Jintang, as if he wants to use these eyes to strip Jiang Jintang inside and out, to see clearly whether the beating in his chest is a black one that is beyond cure. In his heart, his voice was soft: "Don't worry, Aiqing, I will definitely make this marriage beautiful and live up to Aiqing's deep affection."

Jiang Jintang raised his eyes to meet his gaze, only to realize that the wolf cub in front of him had grown a head taller than him in the years that passed without his noticing.

He took two steps back calmly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

At that moment, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window, wafting the faint scent of Tang flowers from Jiang Jintang's body, and drifting to the tip of Xuan Lan's nose, making him frown slightly.

If he is really a eunuch, he still smokes the fragrance of flowers that his daughter's family likes.

He waved his sleeves: "If you have nothing to do, dear friends, you should step down first."

As soon as Jiang Jintang stepped out of the imperial study, he was shaken by the cold wind. His attendant, Shanyue, quickly put a fox fur cape on him, and put a warm hand stove in his hand. Exhaled.

Gu Zhiyan also came out from the inside, paused, and said: "Nine thousand years old, why bother His Majesty?"

Jiang Jintang smiled slightly, the sky was astonishingly beautiful in the snowy light: "Master Chief Assistant, I am full of evil, I am unhappy, and I like to make others unhappy."

Gu Zhiyan wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, he shook his head: "The road is slippery in snowy weather, be careful on the Nine Thousand Years Road."

"Master Shoufu, let's go."

Shanyue looked at Jiang Jintang's pale face and said worriedly, "Master, should you go back?"

"En." Just as Jiang Jintang nodded, he heard a bang in the imperial study room, mixed with Wang Laifu's frightened voice: "Your Majesty...Don't be angry, Your Majesty! Take care of your dragon body..."

Shanyue opened up an oil-paper umbrella, Jiang Jintang walked down the steps with downcast eyes, Shanyue said: "Master, have you offended His Majesty again?"

Snowflakes fell one after another, covering the footprints of pedestrians in front of him. Jiang Jintang said in a loose voice, "He feels unhappy when he sees me, and I can't help it."

Shanyue hesitated for a moment, and said: "Master, today is not the same as in the past, as you said, Your Majesty is a wild wolf in the mountains and forests, not a dog in the golden horse and jade hall. One day, he will kill you .”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when his wings are fully fledged." Jiang Jintang covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice, the white fingers that were as cold as jade were stained bright red, blood dripped down the knuckles of his fingers on the snow.

Red dazzling.

Shanyue was startled: "Master——"

"No problem." Jiang Jintang wiped his hands with a handkerchief expressionlessly, "It's just a little wind."

"What I just said to Gu Zhiyan was not out of anger." Jiang Jintang looked at the blood on the handkerchief, and said with a smile in his voice, "I'm not happy, and Xuan Lan shouldn't be happy either. I have to find more for him while I'm still alive." Do something else, otherwise, who will I go to ask for the suffering I have suffered for so many years."

Shan Ye's lips trembled, his eyes turned sour: "Master..."

"You're not dead yet, don't cry." Jiang Jintang looked at the heavy snow, and said in a calm voice, "It's not too late to cry when you're dead."

……

Yao Chunhui was locked in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. A group of female relatives kept crying, but she didn't.

She was already a little numb.

What's the use of crying?Crying can't change the status quo.

"Hui'er..." Mrs. Yao grabbed her daughter's hand, her face was full of tears, "You are so young, you haven't married yet, why...how did you end up like this!"

"It's all your father! It's all your father who made us both..." Mrs. Yao choked up and said, "He has raised so many women outside, and he has never shown any kindness to me. Why should we be our mothers?" Being implicated by him?! Even if I go to hell, I won't let him go!"

With a bang, the jailer slammed on the cell door and shouted, "Don't cry!"

Mrs. Yao was so frightened that she immediately shut up.

The jailer said: "A nobleman is coming, if you don't want to die, just shut up, otherwise you will not just be treated as official prostitutes, do you understand?!"

All the female relatives nodded quickly, for fear of losing their lives.

Yao Chunhui was a little puzzled.

After Dad was released from prison, those colleagues used to hide as far away as possible. At this time, which noble person will come to see them?

Yao Chunhui was thinking about it when he heard footsteps.

She raised her head and saw a group of people walking towards this side.

The leader was wearing a black robe with complicated patterns embroidered with dark golden thread, which was incompatible with the dark cell.

The visitor had long eyebrows drawn into the temples, his eyes were like cold stars, his high nose bridge cut his cheeks into light and shadow sides, his facial features were a bit deeper than ordinary people, he was clearly an extremely handsome young man.

Yao Chunhui had never seen this person before, but he was frightened by his aura, and unconsciously took two steps back and fell to the ground.

The young master looked down at her for a while, and then he snorted: "... I thought Jiang Jintang fell in love with some peerless beauty, but it's nothing."