Traitor, he is bent on death

Xuan Lan said that he wanted to handle Jiang Jintang's marriage well, so he really cared about it. Everything was done according to the prince's rituals. After the imperial decree, Yao Chunhui was named a princess. The capital was very lively because of this matter, everyone They all stabbed Jiang Jintang's spine behind his back, saying that he was a slave who bullied his master, and that it was enough for an eunuch to marry a wife.

A reputation that was not good at all, is now being criticized by thousands of people and reviled by thousands of people.

Xuan Lan was in a good mood when he heard Wang Laifu's rumors from outside. Wang Laifu took advantage of the situation and complimented him: "Your Majesty is wise, Nine Thousand Years is pressing every step of the way, so His Majesty is advancing by retreating. Although Nine Thousand Years saved the Yao family this time, But it’s really picking sesame seeds and losing watermelon.”

Xuan Lan glanced at him, and said calmly, "I'm just infatuated with nine thousand years old."

Speaking of this, he thought of Jiang Jintang's lonely figure standing in the imperial study that day, and the way he raised his eyebrows and said that he would not marry unless he was Yao.

Xuan Lan put down the teacup abruptly, his eyes darkened: "Wang Laifu, tell me, what does Jiang Jintang want to marry a woman for?"

Wang Laifu was startled, and tremblingly said: "This... the outside world is saying that Yao Shou has a handle on Nine Thousand Years, so I have to..."

Xuan Lan snorted: "Jiang Jintang is not the kind of person who can be manipulated by others. If Yao Shou really has a clue, it would be his style to instigate Jin Yiwei to Tu Yao's family. It's just a superficial opinion, do you believe it?"

Wang Laifu cautiously said: "Then... then it might be true as Jiu Qiansui said, to Princess Fulu... it was love at first sight?"

Wang Laifu saw that the young emperor's face became even more ugly, and immediately realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly lowered his head and fell silent.

Xuan Lan stared at the teacup in hand for a while, just when Wang Laifu thought that the young emperor was going to smash the celadon teacup, he suddenly laughed: "You eunuchs, can you play with women?"

Wang Laifu quickly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty... this... this..."

Xuan Lan sneered: "I'm not judging you, what are you afraid of? To be honest."

Wang Laifu wiped off his cold sweat, and said: "This... this servant has indeed heard that some castrated people also like to play with women. Although there is no such thing, but... there are still many tricks..."

"There are a lot of tricks." Xuan Lan read it again, imagined the scene, and always felt that Jiang Jintang suffered a lot.

In terms of appearance, although the Yao family is delicate and beautiful, compared with Jiang Jintang, the difference between the cloud and the mud, the firefly, the sun and the moon, how can they compete for glory?

In terms of figure... Although Yao Shi is a bit slim and graceful, Jiang Jintang's skin is as white as cold jade, thin but has a calm demeanor, which can easily attract anyone's attention.

Let's talk about identity... Heh, not to mention that Yao Shi is now the daughter of a guilty minister, even when Yao Shou was still in full bloom, Yao Shi was not worthy of Jiang Jintang, a nine thousand year old who held great power.

Xuan Lan didn't know whether Jiang Jintang had those nasty hobbies that Wang Laifu said, but even if Yin Zhixuan, the lady from the Yin family who was called the most beautiful woman in the capital, was lying on Jiang Jintang's couch, Xuan Lan felt that Jiang Jintang had suffered a great loss.

This eunuch... what kind of monster was born to give birth to such a bewitching skin.

Xuan Lan picked up the teacup, drank the rest of the cold tea in one gulp, and said in a deep voice, "Go to the Qiansui Mansion and pass on my word of mouth."

"I feel the pain of missing nine thousand years old, and I specially allow him to enter the palace to visit Princess Fulu." Having said that, Xuan Lan smiled slightly: "Go and bring Princess Fulu to Qianyuan Palace."

Qianyuan Hall is the emperor's residence, Wang Laifu couldn't figure out what the moody young emperor was planning, so he didn't dare to say more, so he responded in a low voice, and went to deliver the decree.

……

Yao Chunhui was well groomed and dressed. She just learned that she was about to become the wife of an eunuch, and she hadn't accepted the fact. She was in a daze, but the maid who combed her hair was kind-hearted and said softly: "Miss Yao, We know that you used to be the daughter of Shangshu, a rich and precious woman, but now it is different from the past, it is better to be a thousand-year-old wife than to be an official prostitute, isn't it?"

Yao Chunhui forced a smile: "...Sister, I'm just afraid... I haven't seen Jiuqian, I just heard about his reputation... His reputation is very bad."

Nine thousand years old's reputation is not only bad.

In the entire Daye Dynasty, even a three-year-old child knew that there was a treacherous official in the court who was the number one traitor who harmed the country and the people.

Yao Chunhui looked at the maid, held her hand, and begged in a low voice: "Sister, can you tell me what kind of person Nine Thousand Years is like?"

The maid was startled, with a strange expression on her face.

She put a red hairpin between Yao Chunhui's bun, and said in a vague voice, "...Nine thousand years old, you will know when you see him, that is an immortal born in the wrong place."

Yao Chunhui was a little puzzled, but the maid didn't want to say more, and said, "Let's go, don't miss the hour."

Yao Chunhui was taken to a magnificent palace, with carved beams and painted buildings, gold lacquer and silver paintings everywhere. The palace people who came in and out of the surrounding all held their breaths, and they didn't even dare to look at her more.

Yao Chunhui didn't know how long he had been waiting, and finally heard a human voice, with an inexplicable smile: "...Nine thousand years old, this is wronging me, I know that nine thousand years old has feelings for Princess Fulu The roots are deep, and I specially let the two meet to relieve the pain of lovesickness, but I did not treat Princess Fulu harshly."

The bead curtain was pulled back by the palace servants, and when Yao Chunhui looked up, he saw Xuan Lan, who was dressed in a black dress embroidered with a five-clawed coiled dragon, with deep eyebrows.

Yao Chunhui's pupils shrank.

This was the young man she had seen in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!She still remembers the other party's sarcasm "not mediocre".

Even if Yao Chunhui was raised in a deep boudoir and had no knowledge, he would know the whole great cause, and only the emperor could wear the five-clawed dragon pattern.

Yao Chunhui was astonished, and the palace servant seemed to be afraid. His fingers trembled, and the bead curtain fell with a crisp sound. The palace servant hurriedly knelt down to apologize, but another hand with slender bones and pale skin lifted it away. Beaded curtains.

That hand was really beautiful, and the thin pigeon blood red ring on the index finger made the skin as soft and delicate as snow.

Then there was a voice as cold as Kunshan jade: "Thank you for your kindness, but it is just a folk wedding custom. Your Majesty may not know that newlyweds cannot meet before they get married."

While talking, the owner of that hand finally passed through the bead curtain.

At this moment, Yao Chunhui understood what the maid meant by "a fairy born in the wrong place".

The person in front of me is dressed in white, tall and tall, thin but still strong, with a pair of eyebrows and eyes that make people think that it is a fine brushwork master who has reached the realm of fine brushwork, and the eyes seem to be full of Jiangnan The cool and gentle spring water is very moving.

Yao Chunhui almost forgot to breathe, until Wang Laifu's shrill voice sounded: "Princess Fulu, why are you not polite when you see Your Majesty?"

Yao Chunhui just woke up like a dream, and quickly lowered his head to hide his embarrassment, his voice stammered: "... See Your Majesty!"

Xuan Lan snorted lightly, looked at Jiang Jintang and said, "Nine thousand years old, your sweetheart doesn't seem very smart."

"..." Jiang Jintang glanced at Yao Chunhui and sighed softly.

When he saw Yao Chunhui for the first time, he didn't know what to say, but if he didn't say anything, it just made Xuan Lan, a wolf cub, laugh at him.

So he said softly, "Miss Yao."

Yao Chunhui raised his head slightly, saw his picturesque appearance, and blushed: "...nine, nine thousand years old."

Jiang Jintang nodded and said, "Miss Yao has suffered a lot these days."

Yao Chunhui hurriedly said, "No, no."

Compared to the other female family members of the Yao family, she has already lived a fairy life. After all, since Xuan Lan asked her to be taken into the palace, although she was ignored, she had not been treated badly in terms of basic necessities of life.

Wang Laifu was very discerning and moved a high-ranking chair for Xuan Lan. Xuan Lan sat on the chair, propped his chin with one hand, and smiled: "Didn't Nine Thousand Years fall in love with Princess Fulu for a long time?" , why did we meet each other at this time, but we are unfamiliar with each other?"

Jiang Jintang said indifferently: "Don't your majesty know the reason for feeling timid when you are close to your hometown?"

"So that's how it is." Xuan Lan raised her eyebrows: "I was abrupt, but it will take some time for the marriage to be finalized. Aiqing also said that it is not suitable for married couples to meet in folk customs. This is the last time the two will meet before they get married. Now, if you have anything to say, hurry up and say it."

Jiang Jintang felt that Xuan Lan was somewhat sick today, and frowned, "Since you want to speak your own words, it's not appropriate for His Majesty to be here."

Xuan Lan smiled: "What's inappropriate? I am the emperor and the father of the whole world. What can I not say in front of my father?"

Let alone Jiang Jintang, even Wang Laifu felt something was wrong.

Although he was a bit rebellious, he really felt that the little emperor at this time looked... really jealous.

It was very much like a husband who brought back a concubine from outside, accepted it with a smile, but warned her with a hidden needle.

"..." Wang Laifu was almost scared to death by his own thoughts, he quickly shook his head, not daring to think wildly.

Jiang Jintang had nothing to say to Yao Chunhui, but Xuan Lan kept an eye on him. Just as he was thinking of something to talk about, Yao Chunhui took the initiative to speak: "...Nine thousand years old."

Jiang Jintang breathed a sigh of relief.

He really doesn't take the initiative to chat with women.

"Yeah." Jiang Jintang nodded, "What's wrong?"

Yao Chunhui had tears in his eyes: "My father..."

Jiang Jintang was silent for a moment, and said: "Yao Shou sold his officials and nobles and seized the land. The evidence is convincing. The sentence of the Ministry of Punishment has been handed down. He will be beheaded for public display in seven days."

Yao Chunhui bit his lips tightly, choked with sobs and said, "I...I know my father committed a crime, but can I go and see him when he is executing? I..."

Jiang Jintang looked at Xuan Lan: "It depends on what His Majesty wants."

Xuan Lan supported her chin, looked at it with great interest, and said: "It's just a trivial matter, Aiqing asks, and I will naturally respond to requests."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xuan Lan changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and said, "I remember that nine thousand years old entered the palace very early."

"Yes." Jiang Jintang said softly, "I entered the palace at the age of six."

"No wonder." Xuan Lan smiled slightly: "Nine thousand years old hasn't gotten along with women very much, this time I was moved by Chunxin, and I don't even know how to hand a silk handkerchief when someone is crying."

Jiang Jintang didn't know where Xuan Lan, a wolf cub who had never touched a woman, had the courage to laugh at him, but he was too lazy to argue with children, "I really don't understand."

Xuan Lan casually pulled out a white silk handkerchief with a delicate pear flower embroidered on it, and said, "This time, I will lend it to the nine thousand year old."

Wang Laifu hurriedly held the silk handkerchief and presented it in front of Jiang Jintang.

Jiang Jintang frowned slightly, still picked up the silk handkerchief, and was about to move when Xuan Lan suddenly stood up and grabbed his thin wrist.

The two of them were very close for a while, so close that Xuan Lan could smell the cool fragrance of Tang flowers that seemed to emanate from Jiang Jintang's blood.

Jiang Jintang's robe had wide sleeves, and Xuan Lan directly touched his skin, which was really cool and soft like Xixue.

It's really not the good skin and flesh that an eunuch should have.

"Your Majesty." Jiang Jintang was a little worried: "What does this mean?"

Xuan Lan stared into his eyes, and after two breaths, he smiled and said, "This square silk handkerchief is my favorite, so I don't want to lend it to Jiu Qiansui."

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the square silk handkerchief from Jiang Jintang's palm, and his fingers accidentally touched Jiang Jintang's fingers. Jiang Jintang retracted unaccustomed to it, and lowered his eyes and said: "Since it is your Majesty's favorite thing, please take good care of it." .”

Xuan Lan pinched the ordinary handkerchief in her hand, curled her fingers unconsciously, and said, "Naturally."

Jiang Jintang didn't intend to wipe Yao Chunhui's tears at all, so he took two steps back, not knowing why Xuan Lan was going crazy, and didn't want to act with him, so he said softly, "I still have something to deal with, so I'm leaving first."

"Is this how Jiu Qiansui treats his sweetheart?" But Xuan Lan, like a lingering ghost, said behind Jiang Jintang: "The beauty is raining with pear blossoms, and her heart is full of sadness, but Jiu Qiansui is only thinking about business?"