into the bosom

Chapter 190 Small Punishment and Great Commandment
Jing Qin quietly raised his eyes, facing Jing Shangshu, "Grandson knows that Ajiao is my sister, and can only be my sister." His tone was flat, without the slightest ups and downs, as if he was really just stating a fact.

Jing Shangshu looked at him, but felt a little sad.The former Erlang and the current Ruishen are both children whom he has put in countless efforts. The more he puts in, the more he cares.If possible, he also hoped that Ruishen could get what he wanted, and that he could have more joy for the rest of his life, but for the sake of the Jing family and the overall situation, he had to wrong him.Ruishen is a sensible child, he has already let go without opening his mouth, just like Erlang in the past.That's what made him feel even more guilty.

Jing Shangshu lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he sighed and said, "I'm afraid that Ajiao's matter will have to be dealt with. She refuses to reveal her real identity, but the more she refuses to speak, the more she is afraid that the problem will become more serious." It's big."

"I'll wipe off everything that needs to be wiped clean. Grandpa shouldn't worry too much about the rest. With the current situation, no one may pay attention to such a small matter." Jing Qin said in a cold voice.

Jing Shangshu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly looked up at him in surprise.

Jing Qin lowered his eyes, bowed his hands in salute to him, then turned around silently and left.

He Lianshu is busy with official duties these days, plus other things, he is always busy until late.It's the same today, I didn't return to the mansion until late at night.

This mansion was bestowed by Emperor Xian, he seldom came here, most of the time, he stayed directly at the Police Department of Police after finishing his work.Later, after Xu Jiao reminded him, he would come back more often, but he only used it as a place to sleep, no different from an inn.

Tonight, as soon as he stepped into the bedroom door, his steps stopped, and his eyes were as sharp as a dysprosium, looking towards a certain place in the darkness.

The gauze curtain hanging by the window moved without wind, and a figure sprang out from behind the curtain. When he got close, he knelt down and clasped his fists and said, "I will see you, sir."

"Wenzhi?" He Lianshu's complexion changed slightly imperceptibly when he recognized the person, and his eyes suddenly sank and said, "You are here, what happened?"

Wen Zhi in front of him is his confidant in Wenlou. He once practiced with him in the Tiger Master. He was one of the guards selected after going through life and death. He is good at tracking, but not long ago, He Lianshu sent him to Xu Jiao's side together with another man called Zuo Zuo. He said that he was ordered to stay close to each other for the sake of tracking.But at this time Wenzhi appeared here, so something happened naturally.

He Lianshu's voice was not high, but it made Wenzhi feel like a thorn on his back for a moment, and his whole body was in cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "The princess is fine, please rest assured, my subordinate is here to plead guilty."

He Lianshu's vigor that had been released for a moment before suddenly withdrew, and his eyes were cold on Wenzhi.

Wen Zhi's throat rolled quietly, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead. He didn't dare to be sloppy anymore, and said bravely, "Yesterday, the princess suddenly fell ill. Mrs. Zhao invited a doctor to see it. It's no big deal. No, the subordinates did not report to the gentleman. The princess has been sleeping in the room, and the subordinates dare not get too close, and they have not noticed anything unusual. Who would have thought that when night fell, Mr. Erlang of the Jing family suddenly When he came to Zhuangzi, he was led to the princess's bedroom by the maid beside Mrs. Zhao, and was locked inside, and the subordinates realized something was wrong after this."

Feeling that the gaze staring at him has become real, Wen Zhi's forehead and back dripped with cold sweat, "When I was thinking about how to save the princess, things turned around."

Wen Zhi hurriedly reported back what he knew in a few words, emphatically emphasizing that the master who was being followed was fine, so he didn't know if he would be lucky and safe for a while.

However, things backfired.Wen Zhi bit the bullet and finished speaking, he didn't dare to lift his head, and heard He Lianshu's cold voice from above his head, "Go to Su Le for punishment, army stick."

They have all experienced together in the army with him, because he has learned the art of war with Du Wenzhong since he was a child, so the tiger division he is in charge of is different from the other troops in Beijie, and the military system is actually the same as that of the Central Plains. The army is similar, and the military discipline is strict. This military law is not unfamiliar to them at all.

Wen Zhi's throat rolled, and before he could respond, he heard He Lianshu add coldly, "Twenty strokes. A small punishment and a big punishment."

"Yes." Wen Zhi wanted to cry, but his buttocks were already hurting.

"After receiving the punishment, go and exchange the money back." He Lianshu snorted again.

"Yes." With this sound, Wen Zhi deserved to be louder, at least he wasn't punished alone, good brothers should share the blessings, share the difficulties, and suffer together with the army stick.

With the idea of ​​dying early and being reborn earlier, and seeing Wen Choi being battered earlier, Wen Zhi was swept out of the house by the wind under his feet, causing the door to move slightly and open a crack, and the chilly night The wind blows in.

He Lianshu lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a dark shadow, covering the thoughts in his eyes.

Xu Jiao stayed with Mrs. Zhao at Zhuangzi for a few more days, and seeing that she was in a stable condition, they went back to Feng'an together.After a short rest, Mrs. Zhao sent someone to call her.

She was afraid that something might happen to Mrs. Zhao, so she hurried over, and when she arrived at the main courtyard, she was taken aback by what she saw.

"What are you doing?" Xu Jiao asked, looking aside while asking.

That day, Qinniang and Banlan were called by Mrs. Wu and beat them hard. Xu Jiao didn't know how Mrs. Wu acted.But it must be confirmed that none of them would dare to reveal the secrets of the Jing family, so Mrs. Wu released them with confidence.And informed Xu Jiao, let her use it as she pleases.

Naturally, Xu Jiao made the best use of what he had, so he let the two of them stay by Mrs. Zhao's side to serve.Qinniang's loyalty and consideration to Mrs. Zhao is of course nothing to say. As for Banlan, although she is narrow-minded, after this experience, if she is a life-saving person, she should be honest.

It doesn't matter if you are dishonest, you have your own way to deal with her.

Now Qinniang and Banlan dare not disobey Xu Jiao at all. Seeing her eyes sweeping over, Banlan shrank her shoulders, Qinniang hurriedly replied with a smile, "Madam is in a good mood today, so I want to take advantage of this The sun is good today, take out these books in the study room, and A Lang's most precious paintings to dry in the sun. After a while, no matter how cold the weather is, I'm afraid it will be rare to meet such a good sun."

Mrs. Zhao was holding a scroll in her hand, and she was looking at it intently.

Xu Jiao came, but she didn't notice it at all.

Xu Jiao's heart moved, and he slowly leaned over, put his head on her shoulder, and looked into her eyes.

Mrs. Zhao woke up from her shock, turned her head to look at Xu Jiao who was leaning on her shoulders, wrapped her arms around lovingly, patted her on the head and said, "This is a painting that your father stole, and that is mine." On my 16th birthday, your grandfather booked out the whole Yipinju to celebrate my birthday. On that day, I was wearing such a red dress. At that time, I caught your father who was peeking from the sidelines, and I even got into an argument with him. "

(End of this chapter)