Twin Brocade

Chapter 430
However, these warmths are nothing compared to the throne!
Hang'er, when your father ascends the throne, he will surely bury you in a glorious manner and wash away your humiliation today.If you want to forgive me as a father, I have no choice but to do so.

The prince took a deep breath and suppressed the frustration in his heart, but he felt manic and had nowhere to vent.

What can he do!
Compared with a useless son who was demoted to the common people and dispatched to Youzhou, he could only make this choice.Wei Jiahang's fate is unpredictable, whether he will live or die.Moreover, even if it is alive, what value can it have?
Better to be dead.

At least, in this way, the emperor's heart can be restored and the reserve position can be consolidated.

Hang'er, if you want to blame you, blame your mother, why must I accompany you to Youzhou!How could there be no mistress in the Prince's Mansion.A prince who doesn't even have a concubine, what else can he use to fight for the big position.

Although this excuse was pale, it made the Prince's heart feel better.Yes, thousands of mistakes, it's all Dai's fault, that ignorant woman!
It is often the darkest time before dawn.

The people who watched the year fell asleep one after another, leaving only the lights in the yard to illuminate the square inch and dispel the darkness.

The Crown Princess directed a group of servants to tidy up for most of the night, yawned several times, and waved her hands: "Come here first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow." She helped the maid's hand and went back to the room to rest.

A black shadow passed Wei Jiahang's bedside, he took out a piece of white silk and put it on the girder, picked up Wei Jiahang who was sleeping soundly, and hung it on the white silk.

In order not to leave any traces, he didn't even use smoke, for fear that the shadow guards would find out that it was a murder rather than hanging himself.

Wei Jiahang woke up from his dream with his body flying high and the pressure in his throat.He stared wide-eyed, grabbed the air with both hands, wanted to shout but was oppressed by Bai Ling, so he could only growl in a low voice.

The maids guarding the door were put to sleep by the shadow, unaware that their master was in a life-and-death crisis.Struggling for a few more breaths, Wei Jiahang stopped moving, with the last nostalgia and fear for life still on his face.

Black Shadow took out a piece of paper from his arms, put it on the table and pressed it with a teacup, erasing all the traces he left, before jumping out from the back window.

All this, he barely made a sound, like a silent drama.

The darkness finally passed, and the newborn sun struggled hard, piercing through the thick clouds, forming streaks of golden light, and sprinkled on the Xiongcheng city of Luoyang.

The morning of the first day of the new year is always beaming.

On this day, officials don't have to go to government offices, students don't have to go to schools, merchants don't have to open markets, and farmers don't have to go to fields.The rare holiday has added some laziness to this kind of joy.

People wake up a little later than usual.It wasn't until the sky was completely bright that the streets became lively, and people congratulated each other.

In Xiuwenfang, the middle doors of every household were wide open, and the sound of firecrackers continued.

The juniors in the family all changed into new clothes that had been made in advance, and after breakfast, led by their elders, went to Ci'an Hall to pay respects to Mrs. Fang.

Mrs. Fang wore a tribute satin jacket embroidered with the swastika pattern and bordered with golden wishful patterns, and sat on top with a happy face.The children and grandchildren are doing well, and the Fang family is thriving. Nothing can make an old man happy anymore.

Fang Mu wore a brocade robe and casual clothes, and sat with her, accepting the kowtows of the children and grandchildren.There was also joy on his rigid face.

The Fang family is getting better and better every day, which is nothing.The important thing is that he saw hope in Fang Shuyu.Fang Shuyu is the next head and helm of the Fang family.

A civil servant family like them is crucial to the cultivation of a legitimate son.

Otherwise, even if it is prominent for a while, it will eventually decline.But in Fang Mu's place, at least three generations can be seen, the prosperity of the Fang family.

Starting from him, Fang Shuyu and Fang Ziquan will be able to take over the heavy responsibility of the Fang family.If it is passed down from generation to generation, the Fang family will become one of the centuries-old families in time.

Fang Mu knew that he was thinking too far, but at least the three generations in front of him can always do it, can't they?

If Fang Mu knew the ending of the Fang family in the previous life, he would not be so optimistic.Fortunately, with Fang Jinshu's efforts, the Fang family always has hope.

Sitting below Fang Mu and Mrs. Fang are Fang Zhe and Pang Zi.Their seniority is high, and they should be kowtowed by the younger generation to pay New Year's greetings at home.

All the juniors gave them New Year's greetings one by one, Mrs. Fang and Pang smiled and gave them the New Year's money one by one.The maids arranged small chairs in advance, and the girls and young masters sat down one after another, all in one place.

Fang Jinshu sat down next to Fang Jinhui, and glanced at the relatives in front of him.

Four years of Qinglong!She sighed in her heart that there were still three years before that major turning point came.In time, she must be in time.

Among the people present, Fang Shucai and Fang Jinpei were missing, and Qu Shi was added.

And in the foreseeable future, as girls get married one after another, and men get married and have children, the number of people here will increase and decrease.She will always marry, and sooner or later she will not be here.

But what does that matter, no matter where she is, it is always her duty to protect the Fang family.Even if the newcomers are not close to her, she still has to protect the entire Fang family.

While everyone was talking lively, Fang Jinshu silently counted the time in his heart.

It has been more than ten days since she spread the news of Wei Jiahang's marriage proposal.Wei Yixin must have already made a move, it depends on when the news will spread.

She was also not sure where Wei Jiahang's fate would go, and what kind of situation Wei Yixin would set up against him.

Maybe, he will be framed and demoted to be a commoner. In this way, this marriage will naturally be abandoned.Perhaps, Wei Yixin would try to get Emperor Qinglong to marry him, thus cutting off the possibility of the Prince's Mansion and Fang's family being in-laws.

These are the two methods that Fang Jinshu could think of from Wei Yixin's standpoint.

In theory, the latter method is more difficult.After all, even Wei Jiaren wasn't married yet, so how could Wei Jiahang be the first to point to marriage.Unless, Wei Jiahang offended a daughter and was arrested. In order to cover up this scandal, he had to use finger marriage instead.

For Wei Yixin, this should not be a difficult task.

But what Fang Jinshu is sure of is that according to her guess, Wei Yixin will definitely start from the source of Wei Jiahang.As long as Wei Jiahang is resolved, the matter of asking for marriage will naturally be out of the question.

Fang Jinshu was counting the time, and Wei Yixin was also waiting for the result.

She left the banquet with King Qi last night, only knowing that the prince's family was left behind by Emperor Qinglong, but she didn't know the result.But she wasn't worried. She had a good night's sleep and felt refreshed when she woke up in the morning.

After solving a big problem, how can you not feel comfortable all over?

Wei Jiahang, Wei Jiahang, even if you are lucky enough to survive this time, you still have to shed a layer of skin!

(End of this chapter)