Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 409
Not to mention Xiao Ge'er, a foodie, even Yu Feique, who was extremely disgusted before, was captured.

The two sisters quickly emptied a plate of stinky tofu, unwilling to let go of the last bit of soup, dipping the hot steamed buns in and eating.

The plate was obviously used, but it was as clean as new when it was placed on the table.

Qiao Lianlian couldn't help laughing out loud.

After all, Yu Feique was getting old, and he was a little ashamed, blushing, and muttering, "What are you laughing at, you only make this a little bit every time, and don't give us a chance to enjoy it, this tofu is like this, and the same is true for spicy noodles , Mother is still laughing at us now, hum."

"That's right." Xiao Ge'er, who was still savoring the smell of stinky tofu, nodded.

It is rare for the sisters to vent their breath through such a nostril.

Qiao repeatedly smiled and shook his head, ignoring them.

Of course, it is impossible to make only a small plate of stinky tofu and spicy strips, but she still has to save some for the three masters, and also send some samples to Sixilou for the masters to taste.

Naturally, the two foodies couldn't be eaten up.

Moreover, snacks are delicious, but for health reasons, it is better to eat less.

So Qiao Lianlian put the remaining stinky tofu back in the small kitchen without any burden.

In the evening, she fried up the rest, sent some to Li Chunhua to Sixi Tower, and left some for the family to eat.

When making stinky tofu, Li Chunhua followed from the beginning to the end. She is fully capable of teaching the masters of Sixilou.

The attitude of the two eldest sons towards the stinky tofu was very indifferent, neither liking nor hating it, they only took two mouthfuls and then put down their chopsticks, telling the two maids to eat it upside down.

As for Ji Yunshu, he didn't mention chopsticks at all.

"Yun Shu, what's the matter?" Qiao raised his brows again and again, "Did the news leak out?"

Although she is in the backyard, she has sharp eyes and ears, not to mention always grasping the dynamics in the capital, but she will not lag behind too much.

The only thing that can make the three of them frown together is probably the old emperor's body.

Seven days ago, Ji Yunshu also said that the situation was under control, and stepped up the deployment of various manpower, just to seize the opportunity.

But in just a few days, things have changed again?
Ji Yunshu answered her question with a nod, "This afternoon, news has already spread."

Qiao repeatedly frowned, "Do you know who it is?"

In the entire Dayu Dynasty, the only people who knew the real condition of the old emperor's health, apart from the father and son, were Ji Changrong and the crown prince.

"Could it be the Ji family?" Qiao Lianlian's tone was tactful, "It's not bad that he can keep the secret for seven days."

Ji Yunshu's face turned dark.

He carried out all the heirs of the Ji family, but it only lasted for seven days?

What kind of ancestors will be sacrificed in the seven days? Is he Ji Changrong's match?

Thinking about how father and son met during the day when they were leaving court, Ji Changrong even went up to Ji Yunshu and told him that the Chinese New Year would be coming up in a few months, and that he must come to pay homage to the ancestors when the time came, and if nothing else, recognize him first. Know the way.

For Yu Feicheng's sake, Ji Yunshu tacitly said nothing.

But the news spread in the evening.

The more Ji Yunshu thought about it, the darker his face became, and he couldn't sit still any longer, so he turned around and left.

Qiao Lian stood up again and again, shouting something intentionally, glanced at Yu Feicheng, then sat back with a sigh.

After all, it was all for the eldest son.

Anyway, the Ji family won't do anything to Ji Yunshu, so just go.

The mothers continued to eat slowly.

Ji Yunshu rode straight to Ji's house and knocked on the door vigorously.

The door of Ji's house was opened a crack, the concierge glanced twice, and recognized that it was his uncle, he was shocked, opened the double doors respectfully, and asked, "Do you need a slave to guide the uncle?"

Ji Yunshu was so angry that he went straight to Ji Changrong's yard without saying a word.

Seeing this, the concierge didn't follow or ask any more questions, and went back to the door in a hurry, and continued to sleep.

When Ji Yunshu broke into Ji Changrong's bedroom, he was serving Hongxiu with his concubine.

Unexpectedly, the door was kicked open, and old man Ji was so frightened that the pen and ink in his hand fell directly onto the painting that was about to be completed.

Hong Xiu even sat down on the ground, her face paled, and she screamed.

Ah, damn it.

Old man Ji's face was livid, and he wished he could kill someone in the future.

But when he raised his head, seeing his son's greener face, Ji Changrong paused, his expression gradually slowed down, and his tone softened, "So it's Yun Shu, it's going to be dark, what's the matter?"

Ji Yunshu didn't bother to talk to him in a bureaucratic way, and asked directly, "You don't want me to bring your children to worship your ancestors, do you?"

After saying this, Ji Changrong turned pale with shock, "How is it possible, this is what I have been looking forward to, and it is also what Ji's family has been looking forward to. It is human nature to recognize the ancestors and return to the clan, Yun Shu, you..."

"Why did you spread the news?" Ji Yunshu interrupted him impatiently, "I just want to know why."

This is a game of flags.

It was a fight between Yu Feicheng and Yu Feisheng.

The Ji family had always been neutral before, but following a letter from Ji Yunshu, they clearly leaned towards Yu Feicheng.

If he kept silent like this, he would be regarded as someone on Yu Feicheng's side.

But when he spread the news, Yu Feicheng's helper became an opponent in an instant.

Naturally, she and her own son Ji Yunshu will also turn against each other.

Even though their relationship never went well.

"No, I don't." Ji Changrong was obviously impatient, and said loudly, "I said no, I didn't. I'm still waiting for you to come back with the child. How could I do such a thing? I didn't."

His tone did not seem to be lying, and his expression was indeed anxious.

Ji Yunshu was silent.

If it wasn't Ji Changrong, who else could it be?

Is it... Li Jian, the only eunuch beside the old emperor?
Still... the prince.

"Yun Shu, you have to believe me. I really haven't. I've been waiting for you to come back. You are a child of my Ji family, and your child is also a descendant of the Ji family..." Ji Changrong was still rambling on.

Ji Yunshu had already got on his horse and headed straight to the East Palace.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the key falls, and if you go in now, you may not be able to come out.

But Ji Yunshu rushed in without hesitation.

The prince is writing notes in the East Palace study.

The door of the room opened suddenly, and when Ji Yunshu, who was stared at by several guards, broke in, he was not surprised at all.

"Stand back." He looked at several guards.

The guard froze for a moment, quickly put away the sharp blade and returned to the study.

Ji Yunshu was standing opposite, staring blankly at the [-]-year-old prince, and suddenly found that the prince's elder brother in his memory was also a bit old.

He now has black and blue eyes, stubble on his lips, and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

The prince is still the prince, but he is not the youthful and lively boy 20 years ago.

"Shu'er broke into the East Palace at night, just staring at me in a daze?" The prince chuckled twice, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious.

Ji Yunshu was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Why did the prince brother leak the news?"

It was still chosen seven days later, and the truth was leaked at such a strange time.

If he really wanted to help Yu Feisheng, wouldn't it be better to reveal it earlier?
(End of this chapter)