Black Moonlight, after her robbery

His heart throbbed heavily, until a cup burst in his ear, choking like water in an instant.In the tea room, a crimson figure was leaning on the desk, his face was already full of veins and twitching violently, "Well done, why did Yuan Zhongguan become a corrupt criminal who everyone calls for beating!"

Xia Jiang glanced at him, carefully cupped his hands, "Sir, calm down."

"Calm your anger?" Meng Xiancheng's voice trembled with shock and anger, "I've managed to get this far, and I can avenge myself with a sword, but you tell me that Yuan Zhongguanbai has become someone else's meat ladder, how could I not hate it. "

It was cold and cold after autumn, his face was not sure whether it was anger or dryness, and he was almost sweating, "Now... now I don't even have a place to rest! What a Liu Wenyu, he actually dragged Nanyang King out to plot against me! "

Seeing that the master's anger was not going away, Xia Jiang became more and more anxious.

In the final analysis, this matter was also a disaster for no reason. A few days ago, Yuan Zhongguan was killed on a trip, and he dragged down Nanyang King and his old grievances and private affairs. Under the public opinion, Nanyang was pushed to the sky. A feat, who can not panic, but the king of Nanyang was lucky, he caught Mrs. Li Shangshu's maidservant, and clearly explained the matter of Mrs. Li Shangshu and Yuan Zhongguan's adultery and harm. , It was another tragedy of uneven distribution of spoils. In Yuan Zhongguan's warehouse, there was 10 taels of snowflake silver!
Afterwards, the house should be ransacked, and the sentence should be sentenced. Who would remember the life and death of a corrupt criminal?

Among them, whether it is strange or not, it is not famous if it is strange, it always seems to be plotted by someone, but it must be said that it is the envoy of King Jiyin... Xia Jiang can't figure out a way out.

He couldn't help reminding, "King Jiyin has been in the Tingwei Division all along, so he has no chance to design this matter at all!"

But Meng Xiancheng didn't feel this way, "It's either he or his running dog! Deep and shallow are also inseparable from him, he'd better have such good luck all the time!"

Xia Jiang raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat off his face, "Then...then..."

"Take down the Du family first. He knows what Du Zhongjiao has done. As long as I marry Du Yinzhu and hold the power of the Du family, I'm afraid I won't be able to expand my hand in the future."

Meng Xiancheng had a sullen face, and pressed his hands on the chair with great strength, "It's just a pity... Yuan Zhongguan's chess is just useless. People say that what is lost is Dongyu, and what is harvested is mulberry. I have lost, so Liu Wenyu may not be able to." Better off!"

We all know that the current emperor is a suspicious master, once provoked, it is not easy to suppress it.

That strength is like a mist covering the person's side, covering the steps and making them unable to see the prospect clearly. Only when the mist hits the body can they stand firmly.

The arrival of this day was in the afternoon after a burst of autumn rain. The emperor invited Wen Yu to discuss the matter of offering sacrifices before the year. Dahongyu was short of trustees, so he shirked to the middle of the hall when he saw the ritual sacrifice. Now, the document in the middle of the hall was drafted and was being sent to the emperor for adjudication.

Naturally, suffering cannot be thrown directly on others, it is only vivid if it has a twist and turns. The emperor still has a bodhisattva voice, "Now that the soldiers and horses have been ordered, the world is peaceful, and the worship of temples cannot be delayed. In the past, Que's The ruined imperial tomb and coffin are also being repaired, and then you can offer some incense to your father to comfort his spirit in heaven."

Therefore, there are fronts and backs in offering incense, and there are first and second rankings. It is reasonable that Wen Yu's father, Emperor Gaozu, is above Liu Yao in seniority. Liu Yao is also the son of a collateral line of the Liu family. To worship Gaozu's lineage is to disregard the face of the current sage, and fall into the paradox of ungratefulness. If one worships a side branch without fear of one's biological father, one will bear the title of unfilial piety.

Unfilial and unrighteous, neither of the two reputations is good.

However, it is not only this that frustrates Wen Yu, what he really can't let go of is the pitiful and ridiculous father-son relationship between him and his father.

These days, he has not felt this way for a long time, that cold and helpless feeling, just like the dark prison in the past, trapped in the dark and never peaceful.

Making him face his father is no different from making him face a beast that grinds its teeth and sucks blood. Pain...he probably only has pain!
Looking up, the sky was gloomy, and it seemed that there was a heavy rain brewing.The old injury on the knee began to hurt again, like a small steel knife scraping against the bone, every stroke was endless hatred.

The shadow of the flower reflected the clear sky, reflecting everyone and everything in the pavilion clearly and clearly, there was nowhere to hide, and there was a charming woman tilting her head, as if she was sniffing something lightly.

Two days ago, Naijin asked Chuzhou to send fresh honey pomelo, with a new way of eating, Tizhen's eating pomelo chicken pot is getting better and better. It's rare to have all the ingredients in the kitchen stewed in a pot. I just listened to the news The sound of Wen Yu's return, followed by "Zhen Ding Gong arrived" pierced into the cochlea.

Tizhen rolled up her sleeves and followed slowly into the study room. Just as she heard the sound of the teapot pouring water, a tenor voice burst out.

"At this juncture, you don't worship your biological father, but instead worship your uncle. This recognition is not right. How will you convince others in the future?"

Hu Yanyan took a few steps forward and hurriedly said, "My good boy, it's for your own good that uncle persuades you this way!"

A cold look shot out from Wen Yu's eyes, "And then... and then? Do you know that if I don't recognize the current emperor as authentic, what kind of reputation will I bear? Once there is any stain on me, I will be suspected of treason, because I don't even want to return to the clan today, so how can I look forward to the future!"

"Are you despising paternal authority in order to return to the royal authority? Emperor Gaozu is your biological father. Aren't you letting the whole world know that you are an unfilial son?"

A mass of filial piety and brotherhood made Wen Yu's heart tremble, and his eyes were bloodshot. He had never hated it so much!

Just at this time, a mid-spirited voice interjected, "I don't think so!"

Zhu Ji Sifang stepped forward into the room, "Who is the best if you try your best? Naturally, there are only two words 'alive'. If you can't even survive, your reputation and rights are all vain. Does Zhen Dinggong even understand this?" He Squinting at Hu Yanyan, "It's not good to be too impatient."

Hu Yanyan's smile was like a sharp flash of lightning, and it slowly extended to the corners of his eyes, "How can a person stand firm if he doesn't even have a bad reputation? Rumors can destroy people faster than knives. You are going to send His Highness to the pit of fire by pointing out like this indiscriminately." Push!"

"Are I pushing His Highness into the fire pit, or are you digging His Highness's heart?"

"Father is not kind, but he is also father. The blood of Emperor Gaozu is flowing on his body. This is an irresistible fact. As long as the goal can be achieved and the sacred destiny is fulfilled, even the waist must be chiseled!"

Zhu Ji laughed at his absurdity, "You're desperate for fame, you're crazy!"

Hu Yanyan resented him for his ignorance, "I think His Highness let you teach him badly!"

Crackling like a gust of wind and rain, the dispute was like a sharp knife, cutting randomly in Wen Yu's heart, "Enough!"

The sudden quietness perfectly reflects the autumn season.

With a creak, Tizhen pushed the door open and entered. She rolled up the pearl arm veil on her arm, and said with a gentle smile, "Uncle and Taifu came just in time, and today we have seasonal honey pomelo, and made pomelo chicken pot, Why don't you try it out together."

Hu Yanyan waved his hands casually, "That's all, if you don't feel well, if you can't figure it out, it's good for His Highness to eat some food."

People come and go like the wind, and even if one person is missing, the Nuan Pavilion is instantly cooler.Zhu Ji looked at Ti Zhen and thought for a while, before finally stepping out of the room.

In the blink of an eye, a teacup with a celadon tiger's mouth fell to the ground with the light closing of the door, like a stream of water splashing down, and the ground was immediately covered with broken flowers.

Tizhen's heartstrings tightened, and she was half dazed in place.