Help!Jiaojiao in the arms of the tyrant is a black lotus

The great scholar was obviously scolding, but Jiang Tang smiled quietly.

If he gets angry, it means he still cares.

After a while, Fang Daru calmed down a little, and looked at the girl in the room: "Since he didn't ask you to come, why did you tell this old man?"

When Jiang Tang heard this, the smile on his face faded, adding a bit of sadness: "I just want to make the prince happy."

As soon as she said this, she received disapproving eyes from the old man.

Jiang Tang pursed his lips, seeming to have finally strengthened his confidence, and raised his head: "Mr., to be honest, my lord actually suffers from a headache, and often can't sleep all night. The imperial doctor said that it was all caused by heart disease. My lord He...lost too much."

In just a few words, it makes people think about it.

Fang Daru frowned, but did not speak.

Jiang Tang's voice was gentle with a bit of unique charm: "Although the lord is in a high position, he has always been very lonely. He has no friends or brotherhood. But whatever he wants to do, no matter whether it is good or bad, he will definitely do it." Being opposed by everyone, no one is on his side."

Fang Daru snorted coldly: "Hasn't he offended enough people with his bad temper? Even dogs don't want to talk to him!"

However, even though he said this on the lips, he already believed it a little bit in his heart.

"And is he as miserable as you said? The old man is quite happy to see him!"

The great Confucian who said this recalled the night when he was dizzy from anger, and the sense of sadness that had finally arisen was abruptly dispelled.

"Does the old man know why the Great Jade Salt Farm, which was so good, suddenly fell from the hands of the eldest princess to the hands of my prince?"

Jiang Tang's voice slowed down, and he said word by word: "This is nothing more than compensation for him."

compensate?

Daru's eyes finally got a little serious.

Jiang Tang poured another cup of tea unhurriedly, and handed it to the old man: "Originally, these words should not be said by a concubine, but I know that the prince in this world is the most unwilling to be misunderstood by your teacher, so today So he had the audacity to explain it to him."

Jiang Tang paused for a moment and did not rush to speak, but suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "The two of you are from Lan County, and you must have heard many stories about the princes killing people in the palace on the way. It's okay."

One sentence reminded both master and servant of the bloody scene they saw that night, and their expressions were not very good.

It is precisely because of what he "saw with his own eyes" that Daru also had to believe that the child he taught back then has really changed now.

Jiang Tang smiled and said, "Looking at the old man's expression, I know you have heard about it."

Then the next moment, she restrained her smile: "What I want to say is that the princes killed all the enemy spies hiding in the palace, none of those people were innocent, and all of them were charged with crimes.

But it was only rumored that King Rong was cruel and heartless. Do you think this is normal? "

In an instant, many words such as "fighting in the same room", "criticizing political opponents", and "deceitful" flashed through Fang Daru's mind.

Until she was called back by the girl's gentle but powerful voice: "But everyone has forgotten that before the notoriety of bloodthirsty spread, the most widely known of my family's prince is to fight against Beibei and defend his family. The great hero of the country. But now?"

The girl smiled miserably: "Everyone only remembers that he was brutal and bloodthirsty. But in fact, he killed people who deserved to be killed, and he never accidentally injured a commoner outside."

In a word, the master and servant were forced to stay in place and did not speak for a long time.

[Reminder: Fang Huaiwen's mood swings are constantly increasing: 10, 20, 30...]

Jiang Tang listened quietly to the system broadcasting the number, and waited until a value she felt was about the same before speaking in a soft voice:
"Sir, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything else when I say this, I just hope you can be more tolerant to the prince. In fact, in his heart, he has always cared about you. He never wants to argue with the husband and hurt you..."
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[The host thinks, will Fang Huaiwen believe what you said? 】

As soon as he came out of the yard, the shocked system finally found a chance and couldn't wait to speak.

"Who knows? Anyway, I've tried my best, if it still doesn't work..."

[What if it still doesn't work? ] The system asked in a very humble manner?
Jiang Tang smiled lightly, with a sweet smile and a sweet voice: "If it still doesn't work, let Xiao Yinhan die."

"Ah-"

Xiao Yin sneezed suddenly in the cold, making the faces of the guards behind him turn blue.

Shunzi hesitated for a moment and walked up: "My lord, you won't catch a cold, right? Or today, I'll take you..."

"Shut up! Go!"

The man stopped coldly, pulled the reins, and rode his horse forward.

Seeing this, the men and horses behind him cheered up and chased after him.

In the room, after Jiang Tang left, looking at the thoughtful master, the old servant hesitated and said, "Master, in fact, when you passed out that night, the old servant heard the nervous call you 'teacher' ..."

The Great Confucian paused his hands that were on the table, but his expression became more serious.

No matter how much Jiang Tang said just now, it was not as shocking as the old servant's words brought to Fang Daru...
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In the evening, when Xiao Yinhan returned home, the news he got was:
What Fang Daru didn't mention about leaving the mansion again was that he not only honestly drank medicine for the doctor to check his pulse at night, but also mentioned that he would not drink porridge tomorrow morning and wanted to eat noodles.

Although it was just an ordinary request, it almost didn't make the servants who were serving her cry in surprise.

So as soon as the prince came back, he immediately came to pass on the message.

Similarly, Xiao Yinhan was also a little confused when he heard about it, but he didn't show it.

Until after dinner, when he and Jiang Tang were alone in the room when he returned to the room, and when he was sitting on the temporary desk in the room to deal with the official duties delayed during the day, he didn't ask Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang took a look and found that the light over there was a little dim, so he took a silver hairpin and gently tapped the hanging candle wick.

With a "poof", the sparks brightened up.

She took back the silver hairpin and wanted to go back and put it back on the table, but who would have thought that when passing behind a man, she would be grabbed by his arm and pulled into his arms.

Jiang Tang was startled, and hurriedly threw away the hairpin in his hand, and turned around coquettishly: "My lord, what if I scratch you?"

Xiao Yinhan glanced at the extremely simple silver hairpin, and looked away with some disgust.

Wei Wei squeezed Jiang Tang's chin, forcing the little girl to raise her head, her voice was a little hoarse: "What did you say to him this afternoon?"

Jiang Tang soon realized that the man was asking Fang Daru: "I didn't say anything, but the servant said that the situation in the city is unknown, so let the old man take care of himself first. The Confucian is very generous, and agreed immediately."

Xiao Yinhan sneered, he didn't believe this kind of nonsense at all: "That stubborn old man can't talk so easily."

When speaking, the man unconsciously kneaded his slender waist with his palms, and his stern eyebrows were somewhat gloomy: "In a few days, I will send someone to take him back to Beijing."