The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 133 Never begging for mercy (1)
As soon as he turned around the intersection, Shang Xian saw a person standing at the door of the Dachang Princess's mansion. He was about [-] years old, and he kept wiping the sweat from his head under the sun. The neck of his light-colored shirt was wet a lot. , it looks like it has been waiting for a while.

He lightly reined in the reins and slowed down his pace, leaned close to the carriage and whispered: "Mr. Lang, Mr. Ge who is beside the Duke is waiting at the door."

"Ask him what's the matter?"

With the approval of the master, Shang Xian went forward to whisper a few words to Mr. Ge, then went back to the carriage and whispered: "The old man wants to see you, so he has been shouting in the mansion over there for several days."

The car was silent for a long time, Shang Kun said in a cold tone: "Let's go, let's see what tricks he has."

Shang Kun's car drove into the Duke's mansion, and parked directly outside the main hall where the old Duke was imprisoned. Several capable stewards in the mansion were waiting for a long time.

On the first day, the Duke’s mansion was no different from usual, the difference was that a new servant was walking around. The old servants who were attached to the old Duke were all wiped out by Shang Kun, or killed or exiled that night, and now they are in the mansion These people are all confidantes of Ding Guogong and Shizi. They stay here day and night and dare not slack off. When they saw Shang Kun, they said so,
After Shang Kun listened, his face was so gloomy that he could wring water, and he waved his hands to signal everyone to back down. He went through the heavy gates, and he could see his grandfather sitting on the chair far away in the courtyard, staring at him with sharp eyes. He approached step by step.

Over [-] years old, after half a lifetime of ups and downs, Shang Zhaoyang can still clearly remember the high spirits of the year. He strode across the courtyard to the main hall, looking into A Niang's loving eyes, proud of her having such a young and promising son.

The two younger sisters greeted them at the bottom of the steps early in the morning, scrambling to be the first to call brother, and received the novelty from him, their smiles were more beautiful than the most beautiful flowers.

There is also a cousin, who can make incense, writes excellent books, and draws well. She is the most dazzling pearl in the capital.Every time I hide in the sea of ​​Qionghua fragrance, I look back and smile, looking forward to the brilliance, which makes all the flowers in the world pale.

All of this changed beyond recognition overnight. His father died on the battlefield, and his mother took her two younger sisters to hang herself from the beam. I can't take it back either.

"You came."

Hearing his grandson's footsteps stopped at the door, Shang Zhaoyang withdrew his thoughts, and said lightly: "It's really not easy for me to see you, the world is black and white, and my grandfather is asking for my grandson."

The usual furnishings are placed in the hall, such as the old and high-quality red sandalwood furniture, ancient jade and bronze tripods, all of which emit a faint luster without being stained with a trace of dust.

Shang Kun just sat on the chair closest to the door, without even looking at his grandfather, he snorted coldly: "Tell me something quickly, there is nothing nonsense to talk about now."

The handsome face at the door is almost the face in the mirror of Shang Zhaoyang more than [-] years ago. The only difference is that he was full of smiles back then, and he had the reputation of being a modest gentleman. detached.

Shang Kun is domineering and arrogant, his eyes are on the top of his head, he is in a bad mood, he would shake his face at his uncle Emperor Yu'an, and when he is in a good mood, he can laugh so much that half of the capital can hear it.

Shang Zhaoyang was unable to go out, and all the confidantes around him disappeared without a trace, but it does not mean that he could not hear the news from the outside world. After all, he has controlled the Shang family for nearly half a century, and his prestige and influence permeated every inconspicuous corner.

After staring at his grandson for a while, Shang Zhaoyang said slowly: "Kun'er, I know you hate me, and I also hate all the things I have put on you. You want to give back all the experiences to this old man. You spend a lot of money Xin Xin sent Yan Ran to King Yu's side to be an unnamed concubine, this kind of humiliation is like sending Yan Ran to the old road that her grandmother almost walked. Now you want me to taste all the pain that I have never experienced in the past."

Shang Kun caressed the plum blossoms and jade around his waist with one hand, listening absent-mindedly.

"King Yu and the Crown Prince compete for the heir, and one day someone will win out. No matter which one of them becomes the great treasure, the Shang family will be the most conspicuous tree. Your Majesty will not always tolerate the Shang family becoming bigger."

"So what?" Shang Kun asked back.

"Watching two tigers fighting, it's best to keep fighting, and don't have the energy to take care of other things." Shang Zhaoyang's beautiful eyes showed cruelty, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If the Wu family didn't have the help of the Shang family, they wouldn't be here. Sitting so firmly on the dragon chair, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, the ungrateful villain will always have retribution."

"For more than 40 years, you have worked hard for the Wu family. You have been fighting for years, and almost took the lives of my father and me. If you really want to hate the Wu family, why don't you hang a no-war sign at the gate of Duke Ding, shrink your neck and pretend to be a bastard, don't worry. His heavenly family is royal, and the Shang family will not listen to orders."

Shang Kun's words were sarcasm, one accidentally broke two silk threads, he frowned slightly, and gently put down the silk threads to face his grandfather.

(End of this chapter)