Poisonous girl to marry

Chapter 352
He was of medium stature, in his early thirties, with two mustaches, and was wearing a brand new dark blue fine cotton jacket with a wool vest over his head.Seeing the little jailer look over, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Little brother, take a step to speak, I have a few words to ask you."

Because I got some benefits when I handed things in, the little jailer couldn't refuse directly, so he took advantage of the crowd to disperse, followed the man to the corner alley, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

The man said: "Respect the things that are given to Duke Zhongyong, can he move his chopsticks?"

"Didn't you see that the emperor just arrived in person, and he was only focused on receiving him, so how could he have the time to see that?"

The middle-aged man took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, stuffed it into the jailer's hand with a smile, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The little jailer exclaimed in amazement: "You're not worth it. You can't buy any more wine with such money. Why do you have to get that pot of wine back?"

"Trouble brother, the roast chicken Zhongyong has not been touched, so it can be dealt with no matter what, but the wine pot is my master's favorite thing. Be sure to take the wine pot back."

The jailer weighed the money, thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll help you with this."

He went inside while no one was paying attention, and saw that the food in the prison had disappeared, so he went outside again, and saw that several jailers were sharing the chicken, so he had no choice but to go forward and put the wine on the side. After fetching the jug, he joked with the brothers and promised to sift another jug ​​of better wine to warm up the brothers, and then he successfully brought out a jug full of wine and handed it to the middle-aged man. people.

The middle-aged man put away the jug, dragged the little jailer into the depths of the alley, and said with a low smile, "Little brother, do you know which house I belong to?"

"Aren't you from the Ninth Prince's mansion? You're so rambunctious, why do you ask me again..." Before she finished speaking, she already felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.Looking down, the sharp dagger was pulled out from the abdomen, and blood gushed out through the padded jacket.

"You..." The jailer's eyes widened, and he couldn't figure out why he died at this moment.

When he fell down, the middle-aged man made another two cuts, found the silver ingot from his arms, sneered, picked up the flagon and left.

The heavy snow fell, and a thin layer fell on the body of the person who fell to the ground. The blood gushing out was still steaming slightly...

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On the carriage, the little emperor took off the sable velvet cloak and put it on Huo Jiujiu. Seeing his pale face and disheveled hair, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Ever since I met Huo Shijiu, I have only seen him as the most unrestrained person. He has always been dignified and refreshed.Where is there such a time of embarrassment?
After all, the little emperor was a little soft-hearted, so he said patiently: "Brother Ying, if you are not disobedient to me, why are you doing this? I really see that you have lost a lot of weight and your complexion is not good-looking. Are you okay?"

Looking at Huo Shijiu's body up and down, he didn't see any wounds, so he was relieved a lot, "I only said to imprison you, but didn't say that I would torture you. Those bastards wouldn't dare to do anything to you."

Huo Shijiu nodded and said: "What the emperor said is that the minister was only tortured by needles. It's not like General Qiu, who has layers of wounds all over his body. I also ask the emperor to show mercy and order people to heal him. If there is a time to mobilize troops in the future , I, Dayan, still rely on General Qiu."

Hearing this, the little emperor felt upset.

Rely on?As the Ninth Five-Year Master, who does he need to rely on?

For the whole day, including going to welcome Huo Shijiu and Qiu Maogong out personally, he was unwilling to do so.But since he decided to punish Ren Haosheng, now that he has to personally release him because of the public opinion of the world, does he think he is so comfortable now?

After a few words of concern for him, he then referred him to Qiu Maogong.

"Okay, I let you out, but I didn't let you continue to disobey me. I'll go back to the palace later, so I can change into clothes, and I have someone prepare hot soup for you to take a bath, so that you can get rid of bad luck and warm your body. As for the needle punishment, I will ask about it later."

Huo Jiujiu only nodded with a smile, and stopped talking.Since the two have different opinions, what's the use of him saying more?

When they arrived at the palace, they went to the side hall of the little emperor's bedroom to take a bath and change clothes. They changed into a brand new Shi Qingyun brocade jacket, and put on the sable velvet cloak that the little emperor personally rewarded.The hair is also tied neatly on the top of the head with a white jade hairpin.

Except for the bad complexion, the rest is the same as usual.

Seeing him like this, the little emperor felt much better, and said, "I have just asked who tortured you, and I have ordered people to take them down, and then hand them over to you. Brother Ying, I will personally punish you." I went to pick you up, so don't be angry anymore, right?"

"I dare not, I am terrified." Huo Shijiu knelt down and saluted, and only said this, without any extra words.

The little emperor felt that Huo Shijiu had some inexplicable changes, and his attitude towards him was still respectful, but not so intimate.

The little emperor was a little anxious, got up and said: "Brother Ying won't bear my grudge, right? Even if you are imprisoned, it is because you disobeyed me. Didn't you really let you out?"

"I dare not, the emperor is merciful, and I am grateful for the grace of the emperor." Kowtow politely.

The little emperor gritted his teeth as he watched, clenched his arms behind his back and clenched his fists. He let go after a while, squatted down and said patiently: "Brother Ying, I also have my own difficulties..."

Huo Shijiu knelt down with his eyes down, not looking at the little emperor's face, listening to his hard and soft arguments, but his heart was like a frozen lake without any ripples.

If it is said that he was not sober before, and he was in prison in the winter, he should be "cool".

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At the same time, in the Zhongcui Palace where Concubine Jin lived, Ting Yu was supporting her to salute: "My wife, Concubine Jin, please greet me."

The wet nurse hugged Qijin behind her, and also bowed: "The little prince pays his respects to the concubine Jin."

Concubine Jin sat in the first place, looked at Jiang Wu casually, then glanced at the beautiful child in the little red coat in the nurse's arms, feeling an uncontrollable jealousy in her heart.

She has been serving the emperor for a while, at first the emperor refused to touch her, but finally he did, but her stomach has never moved.

The emperor's heirs are weak, just such a sick little prince, and she is the one who has been exposed to the emperor's rain and dew the most recently. If she can take the lead, the future phoenix position may not be hers.But there is monopoly grace, and it has not been successful until now.

On the other hand, Mrs. Zhongyong has already given birth to a son, and now she is more than seven months pregnant.

Although she is the emperor's person, her status is far more noble than Jiang Wu's.But thinking about it carefully, Jiang Wu could easily get what she couldn't ask for, so it's no wonder she was jealous of a foreign minister's family.

"Get up quickly." Concubine Jin smiled and said, "Give me a seat."

"Thank you madam."

Jiang Wu just sat down on the side under Ting Yu's service. Just as the nanny put Qijin on the armchair covered with a thick mattress, Qijin moved her legs and wanted to get off the ground, and called Jiang with her hands open. Wu: "Mother, give me a hug."

The baby's voice is soft, and the heart of the person who screams is soft. Even if it is not his own, he still has feelings until now.Jiang Wu took Qijin's hand, told him to stand in front of her, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Qijin is good, don't make trouble." Then she explained to Concubine Jin: "Don't blame your mother, the child is still too young. It shouldn't be brought into the palace to disturb the empress's peace."

Concubine Jin smiled and said: "What did Mrs. Zhongyong say? I invited you mother and son here. How can I blame you for this? Besides, I look at the little prince so cute. Hug me and give it to me. Look at the palace."

"Yes." The maid beside her came forward, took Qijin's hand and coaxed him to go.

The child just learned to walk, and he couldn't even stand still. The maid held his little hand, and his little body shook a little.The wet nurse hurriedly approached, supporting Qijin's back with both hands, and helped him walk up to Concubine Jin step by step. The little golden bell on his wrist jingled as he walked, which was extraordinarily crisp and lovely.

Concubine Jin's nails, which had been painted with bright red Kodan, were trimmed and rounded, and her index finger lightly touched Qi Jin's cheek.

The child raised his head, his long and narrow eyes seemed to have doubts, but he was not afraid of life.

Concubine Jin looked at Qijin's face and thought of the little emperor for no reason.

The child's eyes are very similar to the emperor's eyes.And looking at this child, he is not the same as Mrs. Zhongyong only with his eyes.

Eighty percent of them look like their father?

He may really be the emperor's flesh and blood!

Either the former emperor loved him so much and insisted on keeping him in the palace!
Thinking of this, Concubine Jin panicked.The dying little frozen kitten in the swaddling baby is not a good thing, even if no one hurts him, he may not survive a few years.That one is in no rush to clean up.

What is anxious is the one in front of me.

Although he is now the son of Zhongyong, who can explain the royal affairs clearly?The emperor Wan has a dragon nature, and if he wants this child to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, then he is the eldest son of the emperor.

She hasn't moved at all yet, is she going to lose?
Jiang Wu saw that Concubine Jin saw that Qijin's color was wrong, so she came forward with support on her waist, and bent down to hold Qijin's hand: "Qijin is good, let's not quarrel with Concubine Jin, let the wet nurse take you there. How about some snacks?"

"I want my mother to hug me." Qijin raised her head, speaking slowly and seriously.

That little one is really cute.

Jiang Wu patted his head: "Okay, the stepmother will definitely hug you in the future, okay?" She looked at the nurse.

The wet nurse immediately understood, and picked up Qijin: "Little son, let me serve you some snacks."

Seeing that Qijin was carried away not far away by the wet nurse, Jiang Wu said: "Empress Jin, I don't know why we passed on our mother and son into the palace?"

Concubine Jin looked at Jiang Wu with a smile, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Zhongyong is so lucky, I have no choice but to envy you. You have to understand the emperor's love for you."

Mind?

Jiang Wu was suspicious in her heart, and said with a puzzled face: "What does the empress mean, the minister's wife doesn't quite understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as the emperor understands it in his heart. Don't worry, even for the sake of you and the child, the emperor will not do anything to Duke Zhongyong. Let's go to the side hall together later. The emperor wants I will entertain your family there."

(End of this chapter)