[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Yong Jue locked himself in the study, and refused to answer anyone who called the door, making Hajilan jump anxiously.

"Mother Bi, what's the matter?" Side Fujin Lin Ruoyin hurried over.

She was accompanying her daughter to study for the fetus in her womb, when she suddenly saw a ball of red swaddling baby being brought over, the crumpled baby was crying with toothless mouth, and couldn't be coaxed.

Hajilan pulled Lin Ruoyin over, and whispered to her briefly what happened in the palace today.

"How could it be? The emperor also..." Lin Ruoyin covered her mouth, and her beautiful eyes soon glistened.

Zhu He and Lin Ruoyin have a good relationship. They knew each other when they were young, and later married the same man. After being awkward for a while, they got better again.

Hajilan rubbed the bridge of her nose with a headache: "Ce Fujin doesn't know, what happened today...is too messy, I'm afraid I can't bear it, even if I cry, it's good, hold it like this...What if something goes wrong?" ?”

There was a cry in her anxious voice.

Lin Ruoyin stepped forward to call for the door, but Bushunda called Ama in a childish voice, but no one answered for a long time.

In the end, Hajilan was cruel, and shouted: "Yongjue, I put your son outside the door, he has lost his mother, if you want him to not even have Ama, just stay inside!"

Asking someone to bring the child, Hajilan put him in the bamboo cradle at the door, and led everyone back.

Looking at it from a distance, the child was crying hoarsely, his little face was flushed, and finally, he gradually died down.

"Nurse Bi, you can't be like this!" Lin Ruoyin anxiously swept over there.

Hakilan grabbed her and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, look!"

Lin Ruoyin took a closer look, wasn't there a faint figure in the paper window of the study?

Sure enough, after the cry subsided, the door of the study opened, and Yong Jue walked out quickly, pursing her thin lips, hugged her son, stared blankly for a while, and suddenly buried her face in the swaddle.

"My little brother has already eaten, do you want to use something?" Hajilan asked while tidying up the bedroom in the front yard, "Sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup? Hot and sour tripe soup? There is still chicken soup in the kitchen Green rice porridge, served with pickles from Liubiju, salty and delicious, right?"

Yong Jue shook the cradle without raising his head and said, "You can figure it out."

This kind of meal is the most difficult to cook, okay?Hajilan glared at him angrily.

Yong Jue shook the cradle with one hand, propped his chin with the other, and said suddenly: "Hajilan, do you think I'm a coward?"

Hakiran was taken aback.

He continued: "I can't avenge my wife who died innocently, nor can I seek justice for my prematurely born and weak son. I can't even punish the murderers. I can only watch them go away..."

"Don't say that!" Hajiran interrupted him displeased.

"She is really a good woman, dignified and generous, fair in dealing with things, and she has a heart." Yong Jue touched his son's sleeping face and smiled softly, "Hajilan, I have come to this point, I still have to bear it." go down?"

Hakilan knelt down and gently stroked his smooth forehead.

Yong Jue dodged sideways, pouted unhappily: "I'm already twenty, don't touch your head."

Hajilan chuckled: "In my eyes, you will always be that cute little lady wrapped in a quilt O(∩_∩)O~"

"Zhengtai? Meng?" Yong Jue squinted, "There is not a good word out of your mouth."

Hajilan put away her nostalgic smile, and said in a gentle voice: "Yongjue, whether you want to persevere or not is up to you, you decide for yourself, I only have a few words to tell you..."

"The prince and the prince have another funeral this month. The emperor only lightly reprimanded him a few words. He didn't mean to stop him from continuing to embarrass the royal family. He and the prince's son are older than you. He has already married a wife and had children, but he has no real power until now. errand."

"Princess He Jing gave birth to a son, and Princess He Wan went to visit, but the servants entertained her carelessly, and the princess was so angry that she left."

"And you, after such a big incident, the emperor just wants to protect his beloved Huanzhugege,"

In the end, Hajilan said seriously: "Back then, the holy ancestor scolded the eldest son for not brotherly brotherhood, and scolded the abolished prince for being born with Kemu who was vicious, violent and promiscuous. It's hard to talk about his crimes. With great ambitions, born of a bitch in Xinzheku, she has been very sinister since she was a child, scolded Prince Yi for being unfaithful and unfilial, and even drew her sword to kill King Xun..."

"The holy ancestor is their father, and the pain in their hearts is no less painful than you are now."

"So what if they were scolded by their biological father, didn't they still become famous figures in Daqing?"

"No pain No gain!"

Yong Jue was silent for a long time, then raised his head abruptly, his eyes sparkled with fire, shining brightly.

"Hajilan, ask Xiao Shunzi to invite Debao and his wife and Zhu He's brothers, sisters-in-law, and siblings to come over to the house. I want to apologize to them!"

"Also, to grind and prepare paper, I want to tell Sister Hejing about Uncle Huang's love for Huanzhugege and Yongqi more than Yonglian Yongcong."

"Finally, there must be gossip about today's events, remember to secretly contribute to the flames, and let everyone know how grieving and unable to extricate themselves."

Yong Jue stood up, looked indifferently at the direction of the Forbidden City, and raised his thin lips slightly: "Emperor Qianlong, my uncle's emperor, remember, you forced me to do this, the one who steals the hook punishes the one who steals the country. For the bet, let's go to war!"

Metropolitan Government

It was very strange for the Debao couple to receive the news.

"My lord, could it be that Zhu He gave birth prematurely?" Debao's wife, Zhang Jiashi, was worried.

Debao glared at his wife: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Fucha, the daughter-in-law of the eldest son Yingshu, suggested: "Ama, Erniang, since Jinbaile sent someone to invite us, we will know when we go, and we can meet the eldest aunt."

The second son, Yinghe, leaned over Zhang Jiashi's arms and acted like a baby: "Emiang, my son misses my sister."

The youngest daughter Hu Tuli also followed suit: "Er Niang, my daughter misses her sister O(∩_∩)O~"

Debao waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go together."

When they arrived at Baylor's Mansion, Debao and his party gradually felt that something was wrong. Although the servants behaved honestly, they couldn't hide their sadness.

When they saw the people who came to greet them, they became more aware of this.

The person who came was Jin Lin Ruoyin and Hajilan, the mother next to Yongjue.

Sitting down in the living room, Zhang Jiashi couldn't wait to say: "Excuse me, Fujin, how is Fujin?"

When Lin Ruoyin thought of Zhu He, her eyes turned red, and she wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "It's precisely for this reason that you are invited to the mansion today."

"What's the matter?" Debao sat up straight and asked eagerly, "But what's wrong with Fujin?"

Lin Ruoyin shook her head: "This..."

Yinghe was still a child, pouted unhappily: "Why are you crying? Tell me what happened to my sister?"

"Yinghe is not allowed to be rude!" Zhang Jiashi glared at him.

Lin Ruoyin couldn't speak, she turned to look at Hajilan: "Sister Bi..."

Hakiran told the story of Jukh's death again.

"My Zhu He..." Zhang Jiashi's eyes darkened, and she was on the verge of falling, so Fucha hurriedly supported her.

Thinking of her sister's caring care for her, Ying Shu clenched her hands, gritted her teeth and asked, "Dare to ask Mother Bi, the emperor really..." He choked up and couldn't continue.

Hakilan nodded silently.

Debao lost his daughter in his middle age, but because of "men don't shed tears easily", he resisted: "Is Lord Baylor here?"

"I locked myself in the study when I came back from the palace, and finally persuaded me to come out," Hajilan sighed, "I'm probably giving medicine to my little elder brother at the moment. The imperial doctor said that his mother's body was cold and gave birth prematurely, and I'm afraid he has insufficient symptoms .”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jia, who finally calmed down, clutched her chest and fell down. The beloved eldest daughter was gone, and the little grandson was still...how would she live?

Hutuli and Yinghe are still young and don't know what a deficiency syndrome is, so they just want to see their nephew.

Seeing Yongjue walking in with the child in her arms, Lin Ruoyin hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Yong Jue helped her and said, "You are tired today, go and rest."

Lin Ruoyin was not hypocritical, she knew that Yong Jue had something to say to Suo Chuo Luo's family, so she left.

Yong Jueping retreated, and suddenly knelt down on one knee: "My son-in-law didn't protect Zhu He well, it's all my son-in-law's fault, please forgive me."

"Master Baylor, please get up quickly." Debao quickly knelt down, trying to help him up.

"This matter..." Yong Jue gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment, "The emperor has already punished the princess and locked her up for a month, and asked my son-in-law not to pursue it. I am afraid that Zhu He's funeral will not be a big deal..."

"Huanzhugege! Fifth elder brother!" Yingshu's eyes were scarlet.

Yong Jue raised his hand and pointed upwards: "My lord father-in-law, my son-in-law will never let this matter go, and I will definitely pay that bitch's blood!"

Say it, he stared at the other party seriously, waiting for his reaction.

It was certainly not easy for Debao to be able to get into the position of the second-rank official at the age of 30. He immediately understood what Yong Jue meant.

Although I'm sorry for the elder brother, his daughter was humiliated and murdered and left behind a frail child. As a brother-in-law, the fifth elder brother actually spoke for the culprit!

Unforgivable!

Yingshu stared at Debao with piercing eyes, and shouted eagerly: "Ama!"

Debao took a deep breath, and looked at this honest, cowardly and deceitful man in front of him with a new look. He knew that the royal family was good at acting, but he never knew that his daughter's husband had been wearing a mask since he was three years old.

Forget it, what about taking a gamble?

Based on what the emperor has done today, if it gets out, it will chill everyone's hearts.

Debao and Yingshu raised their robes and knelt down slowly: "The servant is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse for the master!"

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