Traitor, he is bent on death

Wang Laifu expected that Xuanlan would be angry, so he hung his head and did not dare to speak.

Xuan Lan took a breath and asked, "What did they say?"

Wang Laifu said: "It's far away, the spies didn't listen carefully, but His Royal Highness Wang An left soon after, I think it's nothing to do with the two of you."

Xuan Lan knew that Jiang Jintang would not have anything to do with Xuan Ke, but he just felt uncomfortable.

Xuan Ke had no chance, and neither had he. In essence, there was not much difference.

He slowly wiped the tea off his fingers, and said coldly, "I want to return to Beijing as soon as possible."

Wang Laifu wondered: "I guess it will take some days to finish dealing with the Jiangnan matter..."

"At least before his birthday." Xuan Lan said softly, "I want to spend his tenth birthday with him."

Wang Laifu estimated the next day, but he was still in a hurry. After all, there were not many officials in Jiangnan who were clean in this case, but the emperor gave an order, and he had to hurry up.

"This old slave knows." Wang Laifu went forward to clean up the fragments of teacups on the ground, and said, "If Your Majesty has no other orders, this old slave will leave first."

Xuan Lan didn't speak, and when Wang Laifu was about to step out of the door, he suddenly heard him say, "What's going on with Qin Xu?"

Wang Laifu paused and said in a low voice: "Return to Your Majesty, General Qin has received the imperial edict."

Only then did Xuan Lan wave his hand: "Go down."

The study room became quiet, the smell of agarwood wafted in the air, Xuan Lan closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

He has never had such a strong and irrepressible longing. Now he recalls that during his 18 years of travelling, although he rarely met Jiang Jintang when he was young, he knew that Chitose Mansion is located in the west of the city from the tall tower. On the street, Jiang Jintang was there.

It turned out that before he knew it, Jiang Jintang had been engraved into his flesh and blood, and became an indispensable part of his life.

……

Yin Yao came out from the gate of Feng's house, got into the carriage, Yin Xi was waiting for him on it, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter?"

"What else can I do." Yin Yao sneered, and said, "Feng Rutan is now in a dilemma, so he can only choose to cooperate with us."

Yin Xi heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "I'm afraid that this old fox will be too hard-headed. Hearing what you say, I feel more at ease for my brother. The Chen family..."

"Brother, don't worry." Yin Yao said, "The Chen family is settled."

Yin Xi leaned on the carriage, watched the bustling market outside the window for a while, and suddenly said: "I never thought that I would come to this point."

Yin Yao's voice was gloomy and cold: "If it wasn't for that eunuch Jiang Jintang and the little emperor pushing each other step by step, why would we be like this?!"

Yin Xi shook his head and said, "Let's go."

Yin Yao said in a deep voice: "The marriage between Xuan'er and His Highness must be done as soon as possible, otherwise..."

He glanced at Yinxi and said in a low voice, "We can't catch this wind."

"Xuan'er will naturally listen to me." Yin Xi said, "His Royal Highness also agreed, but Jiang Jintang and the emperor's wedding have not yet been held. It would be inappropriate for His Highness to do the marriage again."

"Your Highness is just a continuation, so there is no need to make any fuss." Yin Yao narrowed his eyes and said, "Marriage is not important, the important thing is that my daughter from the Yin family is going to marry into Prince An's Mansion. I feel sorry for Xuan'er, but if this can be done, the future The most extreme glory and wealth in the world belong to Xuan'er, she is the most sensible and should be able to understand our painstaking efforts."

Yin Xi sighed: "I hate that I, Xuan'er, am not a man."

"Women naturally have women's methods." Yin Yao said, "Let's go to Prince An's Mansion now."

Yin Xi nodded, then suddenly took Yin Yao's hand again, and said, "De Guang, are you really sure about this matter?"

"No more than [-]%." Yin Xi said: "But brother, even if we are only [-]% sure, we have to try our best!"

"If I win you, I will enjoy the wealth, but if I lose..." Yin Yao said: "If we lose, we can only blame our bad luck."

After all, Yin Xi was no more ambitious than his younger brother, but the Yin family could no longer part with Yin Yao, even though he was worried, he still took a breath and said, "Okay!"

……

When Jiang Jintang heard the news that Xuan Ke was going to get married, he was looking at the parrot that She Yi sent him to amuse him.

This parrot is quite clever. It can not only imitate human speech, but also sing two little songs.

After Shanyue reported the news, she kept waiting for Jiang Jintang's reaction, fearing that he would get angry, but Jiang Jintang didn't show any expression, and said calmly, "Go to the storeroom to have a look, and back up a generous gift."

Shanyue said softly: "No one in the capital seems to remember that good story back then."

"People have been dead for so many years. It's bad luck to mention it. It's not a good story." Jiang Jintang covered his mouth and coughed twice, his face turned pale again.

He looked at the brightly colored parrot, and murmured: "In this world, the most unreal thing to do is love."

The parrot tilted its head to look at his face, and began to sing that off-key tune again, Jiang Jintang smiled when he heard it, he blinked slowly, and said: "Shanyue, follow me out for a while. "

"Where to go?"

Jiang Jintang was silent for a moment before saying, "Go to Jiang Yuyin's tomb."

After Jiang Yuyin's death, his body was only buried in an ordinary cemetery in the suburbs of Beijing. Ten years later, this was Jiang Jintang's second visit.

The first time was when Jiang Yuyin was buried.

He was ashamed of Jiang Yuyin, felt ashamed to come to see Elder Sister, and every year on Ching Ming's death day, he would just take a look at her tombstone from far away.

Jiang Jintang brushed the dust on the tombstone with his fingers, and slowly slid across the word "Yuyin", and pressed his forehead against the cold tombstone.

"Sister." Jiang Jintang's voice was hoarse: "Long time no see."

Jiang Yuyin doted on him.

When he was young, he was suffering from illness, and his elder sister stayed with him all night long, holding his hand and telling him stories. The stories she told were not very pleasant, but listening to elder sister's gentle voice, Jiang Jintang felt that it seemed It's not that uncomfortable anymore.

Jiang Yuyin's tenderness was given to him, but what he returned to Jiang Yuyin was a sharp needle piercing her softest heart.

"She's actually very timid." Jiang Jintang said, "When I was young, my second brother would scare her with bugs, and she would cry."

"I don't know how much courage she mustered up that rainy night to hang herself on the Jiegu Tower." Jiang Jintang's voice trembled: "She must have been very scared at that time."

"But no one can protect her anymore."

Jiang Yuyin died in the Jiegu Tower, this was her decision to Xuan Ke, she was clearly such a soft person, but she was finally disheartened, and she refused to leave her own child to Xuan Ke.

She ended all her youthful dreams with a piece of white silk.

"When she died." Jiang Jintang gritted his teeth and said, "She was only 20 years old."

"Master..." Shanyue knelt beside Jiang Jintang and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss will definitely be sad to see you like this."

"Actually, I know." Jiang Jintang looked at the dark sky, and Jiang Yuyin seemed to be smiling sweetly in front of him again, "She won't blame me."

But it was because Jiang Yuyin wouldn't blame him that he felt even more guilty.

"master……"

"It will end soon." Jiang Jintang stood up slowly, his voice seemed to melt into the wind: "Sister."

"wait for me."

……

King An accepts the concubine, and the capital is bustling again.

It was already hot in June, and the fragrance of Jiulixiang permeated the streets of the capital. The crowd was bustling, lined up on both sides, watching the royal guards of honor march across the street towards Ningyuan Hou's mansion.

Yin Zhixuan sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at herself dressed in Jingzhong, she was indeed beautiful, almost coquettish, but her temperament was cold, and her face did not have the joy that a newlywed should have.

She knew very well that this marriage was just a means to tie the Yin family and King An together.

Mrs. Quan Fu was combing her hair, and she sang, combing her hair till the end, and combing her white hair twice, which Yin Zhixuan found quite ironic.

She and Xuan Ke may have gray hair, but they will never match their eyebrows.

She could see through her father and her uncle, but she couldn't see through this cousin.

Even if they have known each other for many years, she still can't see through it.

"Xuan'er..." Mrs. Yin wiped her tears and took her hand: "Today you are going to marry a woman..."

Yin Zhixuan slightly bent her lips: "Why are you crying, mother should cry if I don't marry."

Mrs. Yin paused: "Xuan'er, after all, you are blaming me and your father, right? We...we have no other choice!"

"Zhixuan dare not forget the kindness of life and upbringing of parents." Yin Zhixuan said: "This time, we will repay the kindness of parents."

"Xuan'er..."

Yin Zhixuan turned around and said calmly: "It's almost time, mother, go to the front hall, don't miss the auspicious time."

Mrs. Yin wiped her tears, looked at Yin Zhixuan again, and left.

Mrs. Quanfu put the Xipa on Yin Zhixuan's phoenix crown, and Yin Zhixuan's eyes were bright red. She looked down at her shoe upper embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and was supported by others, and slowly walked out of her boudoir.

This time, she is Princess An.

No matter how knowledgeable and intelligent she is, she is only a woman after all. The only destiny of a woman seems to be to use marriage to help her mother clan win something. On the other hand, her elder brother Yin Wenxing is an idiot and a dandy. But just because he was born as a man, even if he is such a waste, the Yin family will still be handed over to him.

These years, she has been working very hard. The title of the most talented woman in the capital is not easy to get, but her father will only say: "I hate my Xuan'er is not a man."

Too bad she's not a man.

That's the whole definition of all her hard work.

Yin Zhixuan straightened her back and stepped out of the threshold, and there was a loud noise outside.

She bid farewell to her parents without a single tear. When getting on the bridal sedan chair, she turned her head to look at the gate of Ningyuan Hou's Mansion for the last time. She was so frightened that Xi Po hurriedly said: "Miss! How can you lift your hijab yourself!"

Rumor has it that this Miss Yin is the most virtuous and courteous, how could she act recklessly under the eyes of so many people!

Yin Zhixuan smiled and said, "I just think that maybe I won't be able to see it in the future."

Xi Po thought she was homesick, and said: "Miss, don't worry, I will be back home in three days. Besides, even though she is a married woman, she can still go back to her mother's house!"

Yin Zhixuan shook her head and got on the sedan chair.

She won't be homesick, but just wants to see the most prosperous Ningyuan Hou Mansion again.