The ugly wife of peasant family

Luo government.

After hearing Feng Che's words, Luo Guogong hardly hesitated, so he answered, "I can decide this matter. Lord Zhan just sends people here."

Yuan Bohou came as like as two peas and three of his wives. He came back from Pingyang county and came to the beam with joy. He was almost all good at his wife. He was not able to breathe. His face was ruddy.

In a few months, Jia An and his wife will be able to have children, and Lao Guogong will be a grandfather again.

Although Jia an always said it in his letter, it's far less shocking than what he heard from Bo Hou of Yuan Dynasty. If it wasn't for the fear of bringing disaster to Jia An, he really wanted to go to Pingyang County in person.

And all this is the credit of the doctor. Compared with those, helping the doctor take care of a child is nothing.

"Thank you, my Lord."

Luo Guogong waved his hand, "Prince Zhan, this is killing me. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid an'er would not have a child in his life. I'd like to thank you."

It's children again.

Wind Che finger slightly curled up, "in this case, I will leave, wait a few days, I will bring the child."

Luo Guogong got up and sent him out. When he came to the door, he happened to meet Jia Huan.

See wind Che, his footstep subconscious of a meal, immediately come forward to salute, "see war lord."

Feng Che nodded slightly.

Jia Huan straightened up and stopped talking.

Wind Che didn't notice, from his side in the past, see about to go out of the house.

"Lord Zhan, please wait a moment."

Jia Huan catches up, "I have something to ask the Lord."

Feng Che stopped, "you say."

Jia Huan looked at guogongye and asked, "Jin she..."

Although he left, Jin was the mother of two children after all. Even though he knew that Jin would not come to a good end, Jia Huan still wanted to ask, so that he could tell his two sons.

"She was ordered by the prince to hang on the pole and freeze to death."

Jia Huan closed his eyes and saluted again. "Thank you for telling me."

"Actually..."

Wind Che pause, "Kim shouldn't have come to this end."

Jia Huan looked at him in doubt.

Wind Che did not say more, out of the house, on the carriage.

When he left, Jia Huan went back to the house with Duke Luo, and then asked, "father, what does Prince Zhan mean?"

Luo Guogong narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard. He thought of Feng Che's words just now. Why shouldn't Jin come to that end? Unless... He thought of something and stopped stroking his beard.

"Father?"

Luo Guogong looked at him, "maybe the death of the prince is not what we heard."

Jia Huan was stunned.

Luo Guogong got up, "I'll go to Jing'an Bofu."

He and Jing'an Bo are old friends for many years. At the beginning, they just let their two children form a family. Jing'an Bo was almost taken the title because of Jin's involvement, and was sent to prison. If there is any secret in this, Jing'an Bo is just suffering a disaster.

Jia Huan said hastily, "I'll follow."

"You stay in the house and wait for my news. Don't talk to the two children about this for the time being."

Luo Guogong rushed out of the mansion and came to Jing'an Bofu in a carriage.

After he came out of the prison, uncle Jing'an was seriously ill, which almost took half of his life. After so many days of delay, he didn't come back. Hearing that Duke Luo was coming, he asked someone to come in.

Seeing that his back was bent, and that he was too thin to look like, Luo Guogong was very upset. He asked, "isn't it OK yet?"

Jing'an Bo's spirit seems to have been drained. He is lifeless and has no strength to speak. "It's all right."

"Actually, it's over. You don't have to..."

Jing'an uncle sighed long and waved his hand, "you don't have to say anything. I know that, but I just can't get through this obstacle in my heart. I didn't expect that my Jing'an uncle's house would be destroyed by my daughter."

Although the Emperor didn't take his title, his daughter killed the eldest prince. She is the emperor's enemy. Who else dares to deal with Jing'an Bofu? Before long, they will not be able to stay in Beijing and go back to their hometown.

Seeing him like this, Duke Luo wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it. He was silent for a moment and said, "Prince Zhan went to the mansion just now. He brought me the news of an'er."

"How is the second young master?"

"Good."

Jing'an nodded, and then he had no words.

Luo Guogong looked at him, "in fact, the war lord also said a word, I just came to find you after hearing this sentence."

Jing'an uncle has no soul. He asks along his topic, "what words?"

"Lord Zhan said that your daughter should not have come to that end."

Jing An Bo eyes slowly gathered light, he slowly sat up straight body, looking at Luo Guogong, "this word... What do you mean?"

Luo Guogong also looked at him, "I guess, maybe the death of the prince is not what we heard."

Jing'an stood up and said, "do you mean that he, he and he were not killed by my daughter?"

Luo Guogong nodded, "maybe."

Jing An Bo's eyes were wide open. After a long time, he turned and walked out.

Luo Guogong got up and walked quickly to catch up with him. "I thought about it on the way here. I can ask the prince. I'll go with you."

Jing'an pauses and continues to walk out.

Luo Guogong followed him.

They walked out with great strides. Uncle Jing'an said in a high voice, "prepare the carriage!"

When Jin Yuan heard the news, they had already left in a carriage. He called his servants,

"Where is father?"

The servant shook his head.

"Did you ever hear what they said?"

The servant still shook his head. "We are all waiting outside. We don't hear what the master and the duke said.

Jin Yuan intuition two people have what matter, thought about it, went to his mother's hospital to ask.

……

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the East Palace, Jing'an uncle and Luo Guogong got out of the carriage and handed in the post. The doorman took it in and soon came back. They politely invited them in.

When the prince met them in the bedroom, he had them sit down with a stool.

Jing'an bowed, "the prince is ill. I should have visited him earlier, but there were so many people in those days that I didn't come. I hope the prince will forgive me."

The prince said with a gentle smile, "our palace has been in a coma for several days. Even if you come here, you can't see our palace. Please sit down and say something slowly."

No matter how well the cover up was, there was urgency in Uncle Jing'an's eyes. The prince could see clearly.

Two people sit down, Jing An Bo mouth, "that old minister is frank."

The prince nodded, "go ahead."

"I want to ask, how did the prince die?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

When jing'anbo and Luo Guogong thought that the prince would not speak, the prince slowly opened his mouth, "when I passed with Prince Zhan, the great prince did not die."

They stood up in shock.