Xiao Qinghuan

Chapter 103

Capital, Prince's Mansion.

The pond in the garden was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the noisy koi in the past were silent.It quietly hid in the bottom of the water, and occasionally a passing servant threw a stone into the pond, and the ice in the whole pond could be smashed to pieces.

The first snowfall in the capital came quickly and heavily, and it continued to fall for a whole day and night without giving up. It was about to snow for a long time in Ancheng.

The brazier in Wangfu's study was burning vigorously. Someone threw two pieces of fine firewood into it, and the flames immediately rolled up. The firewood did not have time to let out a sigh before it was completely absorbed into the flames.

The firewood beeped and people came and went.The firelight traced the figure on the oiled paper of the window, drawing a long strip.

"Your Highness, don't you think there is something strange?"

Ning Yu turned around when he heard the sound, he was wearing a light yellow python robe, the jade crown on his head was dimly lit under the candlelight, and the white dragon scales on it were lifelike, as if he would swim in the next moment.

His whole body is very luxurious, like an ironclad prince, just waiting for the day when Ning Zongyuan is in a good mood, he will replace the python robe on him with the prince's bright yellow dragon robe.

"I never thought before that Jiang Xiaohan is so useless." The corners of Ning Yu's lips pulled down slightly.His eyebrows and eyes were originally feminine, but this time he looked even more bitter and bitter, and he was a little bit more bitter for no reason.He frowned, and complained displeasedly: "Isn't she just a wild girl who was adopted by a good friend with him, and she deserves to be such a treasure... Chaotang has been complaining recently that my father called me into the palace the day before yesterday. Dissatisfied, he still doesn't know how to restrain himself."

The figure next to the brazier leaned slightly, the man's temples were gray, and he spoke with full of air.He didn't seem to see Ning Yu's angry face, and said leisurely to himself: "Excuse me, old minister, if Jiang Xiaohan doesn't put his good friend in his heart, His Highness may not be so easy to take this Jade crown."

Ning Yu looked at him with displeasure, and before he could get angry, the man laughed first: "Look at what I said, as people get older, their brains don't work well, don't blame it, Your Highness."

Ning Yu held his breath in his chest, choking him so badly.However, he has been benevolent and lenient for so many years, and he can't change it for a while. He is very adaptable, and almost subconsciously pulled out a self-confident smile: "Fan Qing is serious, if you carefully After all, this king still needs to call you father-in-law, it doesn’t have to be like this when you talk to your own family.”

The second daughter of Fan Rong's direct relative married into the palace as a side concubine a while ago, so there is such a saying.

After all, with such a relationship, not to mention that Fan Rong stood by his side almost at the beginning of the fight for the reserve. Even if he was a veteran, Ning Yu couldn't argue with him over such a trivial matter.

"Your Highness, you really don't have to worry too much. Let Jiang Xiaohan's mad dog bite whoever he wants. In the final analysis, what does it have to do with Your Highness?" Fan Rong slowly tightened the cloak on his body, he spoke slowly, and stretched it out to warm himself The back of his hand was a little skinny, and there was some brown powder that hadn't been cleaned up between the ring finger and middle finger of his right hand, which looked like dried blood.

Ning Yu glanced at Fan Rong's hand, and turned his head slightly disgusted.

Since ancient times, wolves have not separated families, and people can only walk together if they share the same interests.Fan Rong put his expression back into his eyes, and he let out two muffled laughs from his throat, as if laughing at Ning Yu's hypocrisy.He rubbed his hands casually, and the powder fell into the brazier with a rustle.

Ning Yu didn't know that Fan Rong didn't like Jiang Xiaohan, but he never cared about such trivial matters.Even when his courtiers turned against each other, he took pleasure in it.Simply pretending to be stupid: "What does father-in-law mean?"

"Master Jiang, let him make trouble if he wants to." Fan Rong's eyelids drooped, and he said casually: "Your Highness has already secured this position, and he will be a wise king in the future. If you have meritorious service, you will be rewarded and if you have been punished. Don't hurt your heart."

Needless to say, Fan Rong, Ning Yu also had this plan long ago.Jiang Xiaohan is like a double-edged sword. If you hold it well, you can cut through thorns and thorns. If you hold it badly, you will hurt yourself.It's just that Ning Yu couldn't help but feel depressed. Ning Zongyuan was not like this when he was holding the sword. How could it be changed to his head?

Ning Zongyuan previously followed Jiang Xiaohan to demote several Beijing officials, but as time went on, he also began to feel dissatisfied with Jiang Xiaohan recently, and he also beat Ning Yu inside and outside the words.Ning Yu was in a dilemma. On the one hand, he felt that Jiang Xiaohan was hard-pressed, and the impression that he was right and wrong in Ning Zongyuan was not worth the gain.

Ning Yu has always cherished feathers and was unwilling to let this talk go.

Fan Rong raised his eyelids and glanced at Ning Yu, the corners of his mouth trembled unnaturally, and he said with a blunt smile: "If His Highness is in trouble, it's easy to deal with, just watch from the sidelines, if His Majesty wants to deal with him, His Highness can do nothing .”

Ning Yu thought about it.

There are also distinctions between officials and ministers, and they are not all Jiang Xiaohan's people.Jiang Xiaohan messed up the court, and it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is in danger, and some old officials have already made some complaints about him.These days, there has been faint rumors in the court, and I am afraid that they will join him in a book.

Fan Rong saw that he was about to let go, so he hit the iron while it was hot: "Your Highness, it is easy to add flowers to the icing, but it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow... Anyway, your Highness will have the final say on what will happen in the future after you ascend the throne. It is good to let him suffer a little bit, and later you No matter how comforting you are, why don't you worry about Jiang Xiaohan not being grateful to you?"

This sentence hit a secret point in Ning Yu's heart. He didn't know that because of Wen Zui's incident, Fan Rong and Jiang Xiaohan had already had a personal enmity, and they naturally wanted to suppress it when they seized such an opportunity.But to Ning Yu, this is harmless, he just needs to go down such a step and make his own reputation go smoothly.

The snow falling outside the window seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and the glazed tiles at the gate of Jiangfu were covered with snow, which looked eclipsed.

The figure flitted across the courtyard, with light steps, not even leaving footprints when stepping on the snow.

The study room in the Prime Minister's Mansion was as bright as day, and Jiang Mo brought a warm bird's nest for Jiang Xiaohan, and lit the candle lamp on his desk.

"Young master, take a break."

Jiang Xiaohan didn't know if he listened or not, so he nodded indiscriminately.He finished writing the letter in his hand, read it again to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, sealed it with wax, and put it on the corner of the table.

The door of the study was knocked twice from the outside, and then creaked open.Jiang Ying came in from the door in night clothes, with a thin layer of snow on her shoulders.

"Young Master." Jiang Ying said: "There is nothing unusual outside... Are you going to send it tonight?"

"Send it." Jiang Xiaohan handed the two letters at the corner of the case to Jiang Ying, and ordered: "Send the thick one to the other courtyard of the Zhuang Mansion, and send the thin one to Xing Shuo, the minister of Dali Temple... Quietly, Don't startle others."

Jiang Ying took the two letters, touched them briefly with her hands, and put them into her arms: "Young master, don't worry."

Jiang Ying turned around to leave, but Jiang Xiaohan stopped him again: "By the way, tell Zhuang Yixian, just say I said it, tell him to pretend to be sick or find any reason, if he can leave Beijing, he can leave Beijing, if he can't Beijing will thank the guests behind closed doors, and let’s talk after the New Year’s Eve.”

Jiang Ying nodded yes.He had been a shadow guard for a long time, and he was very good at concealing his abilities. He came and went like this, leaving almost no sound.

Jiang Mo always felt that he was elusive, and he didn't know what he was doing all day long.

After Jiang Xiaohan finished ordering the things outside, he got up and went to change clothes inside the screen. Jiang Mo saw that he had changed into the outer robe he was wearing when he went out, and hurriedly asked, "Master, are you going out?"

"I'll go to Prince Gong's Mansion." Jiang Xiaohan said.

After a while, he came out from behind the screen with a key in his hand.

"After I leave, the mansion will close the door to thank the guests. No matter what happens or news outside tomorrow, don't panic." Jiang Xiaohan said, and handed the things in his hand to Jiang Mo: "Lock the study, and you have the key. If so ..."

Seeing that he was half-spoken, Jiang Mo asked, "If what?"

"...Forget it." Jiang Xiaohan smiled self-deprecatingly: "You are in the mansion, you must restrain the servants. When I am away, you don't even have to deal with the affairs of Prince Gong's mansion. If there is anything, Jiang Ying will take care of it. Come back and do it."

It was strange to say this, as if he would never come back once he left.

Jiang Mo felt uneasy, and asked tentatively: "My lord is going on a long trip?"

"No." Jiang Xiaohan said vaguely, "Just to explain to you."

Jiang Mo always felt that he still had something to say, but since he returned to the capital, he became more and more unable to understand Jiang Xiaohan's affairs.Jiang Mo didn't dare to ask his master's mind, but it would seem hypocritical to talk too much about worry - not to mention that Jiang Xiaohan might not be able to listen to it.

Forget about the past, Jiang Mo always feels that Jiang Xiaohan today is a little different from usual.Jiang Mo still wanted to ask a question on the sidelines, but Jiang Xiaohan had already avoided him, and went out with an umbrella on his own.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, Jiang Mo tossed and turned, and didn't fall asleep all night.He slept in a room near the outer courtyard and listened to the movement outside all night, only to realize after dawn that Jiang Xiaohan really hadn't come back.

Apart from Jiang Xiaohan, Jiang Ying was also missing.Jiang Mo muttered in his heart, gathered the servants in the courtyard and gave them a lecture, and told them to only work in the outer courtyard and the second gate.After the servants were settled, Jiang Mo went to lock the study in the inner courtyard with his own hands, and put the key close to his body.

It was after Jiang Mo heard about Jiang Xiaohan again.

Dali Temple Minister Xing Shuo took the lead in reading Jiang Xiaohan's book at the court meeting, and bluntly stated that he was an improper official, used power for personal gain, and suppressed his colleagues.Xing Shuo was strong and powerful in the court, counting each case in detail, and there were reasons and evidences, and he couldn't refute even half a word.

It doesn't matter if he takes the lead, there are as many as twenty ministers seconding, when Jiang Xiaohan went back to look, he only felt that the eyes behind his back were like wolves and eagles, and he was besieged on all sides for a while, and no one spoke for him.

Ning Yu was standing in the audience closest to Ning Zongyuan. Uncharacteristically, he didn't say anything in defense, but stood there silently, looking at his nose, nose, nose and heart, like a meditator.

Ning Zongyuan was furious in court, dropped the memorial, and almost didn't vent his anger on himself.After hurriedly summoning the imperial physician from behind to work for a while, it was considered that Ning Zongyuan's tone was calmed down.

Ning Zongyuan was in poor health and couldn't move, so he was persuaded by the imperial doctor to go back to the harem to rest.But Manchao civil and military are still waiting here, and Ning Yu wears the name of a supervisor of the country, and finally waited for three invitations and four invitations before he reluctantly came out to say something.

After all, he couldn't bear to deal with Jiang Xiaohan, so he just said that he would hand it over to Yushitai for investigation.Let Mr. Jiang feel wronged and go to Yushitai to stay for a while. If it is found that these charges are nonsense, of course everyone will be happy, and the truth will be revealed.

A few days ago, Shu Chuan was so angry that Jiang Xiaohan was bedridden to recuperate, unable to go to the court, and there was not even a person to smooth things over in the court.

Jiang Xiaohan looked at Ning Yu with a sneer, then turned around and followed the imperial guards who went to court to arrest people out of the hall.

When it snowed, the prison in Yushitai became even colder. Not to mention the brazier, even the oil lamps were stingy.

When Jiang Xiaohan came to the heavy prison last time, he probably didn't expect that he would come in one day when he turned around.

"Feng Shui takes turns, Mr. Jiang."

Fan Rong was wrapped in a thick cloak. He was a head shorter than Jiang Xiaohan. He hunched slightly when he walked, and he could only look at people from the corner of his eyes. His laughter was muffled. The genitals ooze out, like a mouthful of bright red hot blood.

Jiang Xiaohan didn't seem to take him seriously at all. A jailer walked towards him with a pair of wrist cuffs. Jiang Xiaohan stretched out his hand, only to find that the handcuffs were surprisingly cold, and the weight was not light, and they fell straight down.

"Master Fan has the time to condescend to come to see me in this prison, why don't you go back and see Mr. Wen more often." Jiang Xiaohan seemed to be afraid that Fan Rong would still be rational, with a sharp mouth.He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Fan Rong with a very superior look, and said with a sneer: "I heard that people who suffer from that disease have a hard time in winter, and if they don't keep it all together, they won't be able to survive the beginning of spring."

The smile on Fan Rong's face suddenly froze, the muscles on his cheeks trembled violently twice, and the smile that was originally eye-catching became extremely distorted.He was getting old, and his aura hadn't increased a bit, so that he looked more like a buffoon played by the grass-roots team.

"Master Jiang, you should worry about yourself."

The author says:

Mr. Jiang: "I swear, if I know that my daughter-in-law is coming soon, I will definitely not die."