Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 544 Chen Youmin looks disheveled (please vote)

"Brother, His Majesty is seriously ill. I am worried about His Majesty's health. I want to go to Jie Tan Yuan to burn incense and pray for His Majesty. I wish His Majesty a speedy recovery."

"For this reason, it's okay for you to lie to others."

Wu Zangyou raised his eyebrows and stared at Wu Zang Heiyun: "You and I are from the same mother and father. My brother will give you a chance to confess. You don't want to disappoint me."

There is no hidden black cloud to keep calm.

Even if she confessed to the murder of her son, she didn't believe that her brother would not mind.

There will always be a thorn between the two of them, and they may turn against each other at some point.

The only way is to refuse to admit it.

"Brother, what I told is the truth. You also said that I am your sister. How could I lie to you about such a big thing."

Meizang's eyes turned cold.

"Okay, you said you went to Jie Tan Yuan to pray for His Majesty. Can you explain to me clearly what's going on?"

Wu Zangpang didn't want to take out the piece of cloth.

But he didn't expect that his own sister would be so hard-hearted.

That was how the child she had grown up with could be so indifferent.

If similar situations arise in the future, will she kill him without hesitation?
"Brother, I..."

"Before coming here, I have asked people to investigate. This material is only available in the palace, and His Majesty only rewarded it to you and the Queen."

There is no hidden black cloud: "Yes, I am not the only one who has this piece of information. Maybe the queen will frame me. Brother, as long as I can give birth to a child, the entire Xixia will be ours. Now is the most critical time. Don't do it." There is internal strife."

"Sister, why don't you tell the truth?"

"Brother, I am telling the truth. I just went to pray for His Majesty yesterday. I have never seen Shi, so how could I kill him."

I can't bear it anymore!

"Okay, if you don't admit it, then take out the clothes made of this fabric. As long as you take it out, my brother will believe it!"

"Brother, you know that I usually wear bright colors, but this material is so bland, so I threw it away."

Wu Zang and Pang didn't make a sound.

But the dark clouds in his eyes were very cold.

Especially when leaving, the look in his eyes made black clouds fall into the ice cellar.

Qingshui Inn
In Gu Qingjue's room, besides Sanqi, there was also the waiter who delivered water last time.

At this time, he would take advantage of the opportunity of delivering food to come in and report the progress of the matter to him: "Sir, we have received news that Wu Zangpang came out of the palace and the two of them did not fall out."

Sanqi clicked her tongue twice: "How can you endure the hatred of killing your son without any help?"

Otherwise, who would believe that he has ambitions to seize the throne?
Gu Qingjue didn't know much about Wu Zangpang, so he wasn't sure whether he really didn't mind his son's death or whether he was holding back for the time being.

At the same time, Brother Li Ning also received the news that Wu Zangpang returned from the palace with a calm look on his face.

"Zhang Yi, what does it mean that you don't have Zang Yipang?"

"Your Highness, based on your understanding of Mu Zang Pang, it is impossible for him not to care. There is no movement at all now. Either he suspects that Mu Zang Shi was killed by someone other than Mu Zang, or he wants to get rid of us first. Let’s settle the accounts with the Empress Qiuzang of the Muzo clan.”

Brother Ning Ling twitched his lips sarcastically: "No matter what he thinks, the two brothers and sisters have been disadvantaged by joining forces in the past. From now on, it is impossible for brothers and sisters to work together."

"Should we reveal to Wu Zang Shi that Li Shougui killed him?"

"Of course I do, but the timing must be right."

Chen Zhizhong's grandson, Chen Youmin, rode a fast horse on the first day. He couldn't bear it after only one day. The friction between his legs was bloody.

When he checked into the inn at night, Chen Youmin asked his entourage Haifeng to ask the doctor to treat his wounds. He was in pain, his expression was distorted, and he occasionally let out a scream.Haifeng said: "Mr. Lang, why don't we go back to Kyoto? The doctors in Kyoto have better medical skills."

"No."

The desire to show off in front of Su Yixin and the desire to defeat Gu Qingjue were stronger than ever.

"We've already come this far. If we go back now, we don't want Jia Yifan and Ran Xiankun to laugh at us! If we say we're going to Jiangning Mansion, we're going to Jiangning Mansion."

"Then I'll hire a carriage tomorrow morning."

The reason why they hired a carriage instead of buying one was because the Chen family was really not wealthy.

Chen Zhizhong is 55 years old. He comes from a good family of officials, but his son Chen Shiru is a failure. He is still weak. The Chen family cannot be said to be poor, but they are not wealthy.

You can't be so generous as just buying a carriage.

Haifeng still has some self-awareness.

But Chen Youmin doesn't think so.

"We have ready-made horses. You only need to buy a carriage tomorrow."

Haifeng wanted to say that even buying the carriage alone would cost more than ten taels of silver.

The expenses for this journey, accommodation, and the return journey, the 30 taels of silver I brought with me can be saved.

The next day, Haifeng went to buy a carriage very early in the morning and set up the carriage. Then he asked Chen Youmin to get up, packed up and had breakfast before setting off.

In the city, carriages travel slowly and relatively smoothly.

Chen Youmin felt that the injury on his leg was okay, but when he drove out of the city gate and the carriage picked up speed, the sour feeling was not something that ordinary people could bear!
"Slow down, Haifeng, slow down."

"Mr. Lang, it's already very slow. At this speed, it will take us five or six days to reach Jiangning Mansion."

"so far?"

No matter how far they are, they are too slow.

Originally, the carriage could run fifty miles an hour, but because of the pain from the bump, he could only run thirty miles an hour.

He couldn't stay in the carriage all day long, and he only traveled five hours a day. He could arrive in five or six days, which was the fastest time he calculated.

He can think like this in his heart, but he can't say it with his mouth.

"Mr. Lang, your health is urgent, just treat it as recuperating on the road. Jiangning Mansion will be busy later!"

Chen Youmin nodded: "You are right, then slow down."

By the time they arrived at Jiangning Mansion, Su Yixin and Gu Qingjue had been in Xixia for ten days. No Zang Shi was killed, and No Zang Pang was arranging his son's funeral.

When he arrived at Jiangning Prefecture, Chen Youmin learned that it would take more than half a day to take a carriage from Jiangning Prefecture to Wangjia Village, where Gu Qingjue was located.

In the past ten days, Chen Youmin was full of confidence at the beginning, but now he is half discouraged.

Traveling far away is really hard.

Now when I think about those soldiers marching and fighting, I suddenly feel a little admired.
Haifeng saw that his husband looked disheveled.

The wise man said nothing.

In fact, when we get here, we are not far from Wangjia Village. If we don't go, then the pain of so many days will be in vain.

He can think of it, and Lang Jun can definitely think of it too.

After resting at the inn for a night, Chen Youmin decided to go to Wangjiacun to show off his skills.

When Chen Youmin came to Wangjiacun, he discovered that there were rumors in Beijing that Gu Qingjue chased Su Yixin back to his hometown, which was not the case at all.

(End of this chapter)