Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

"Could it be that Uncle Xu suspects that my son is also an assassin?"

Immediately, the old servant who spoke earlier scolded again:

"presumptuous!"

"You guys really know how to pick your time!"

"A few days ago, when the prince ordered everyone in the mansion to gather outside the north gate, he didn't see your young master. Why did he want to see the prince again when he was sick?"

"I think he just has no good intentions!"

On the side, Xu Erhu squinted his eyes slightly, and crossed his hands and fingers together, as if he was warming up before execution.

Anyone who knows him knows that this is a habit before he gets angry.

When he let go of his ten fingers, it meant that his anger was uncontrollable, and it also meant that someone was going to suffer.

Seeing this, the servant girls couldn't bear to look directly at it.

There is only one thought in everyone's mind:

"It's over."

"Another one was sunk in the lake."

The eldest maid, Lichun, felt the sympathetic gazes of the other maidservants.

But she has no regrets.

During the 12 years in Ziyanyuan, she has been worried that one day her identity will be revealed and she will be sunk by the old housekeeper Xu Erhu, but when death is approaching, she finds that she is not so afraid.

No one cares about my own life, and the people in the capital only regard themselves as a tool, and they die as soon as they die, but...

I'm a little worried about that idiot.

I just hope that the girl named Xiaoman can take good care of the young master for her, and don't force him to fight for anything, and it's good to spend the rest of her life in peace.

Lichun looked at Xu Erhu and said freely:

"Uncle Xu, you can beat me, punish me, or even sink me into the lake."

"But I will not admit my mistake, and I am not wrong!"

Xu Erhu nodded with a smile, and at the same time gradually loosened the ten fingers that were interlaced.

"What a stubborn girl."

"I don't know if you can stick to this stubbornness when you will be locked in a coffin and sink into the lake."

He sighed with emotion, ready to order Lichun to suffer a little.

Recently, there have been a lot of suspicious faces in the mansion, and there are a few servant girls who are very disobedient, and he is trying to find someone to sink into the lake to make an example to others.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside the courtyard:

"Who wants to imprison my maid in a coffin and sink into the lake?"

"Why don't you lock me in together, and just be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks!"

Hearing these words, Xu Erhu frowned slightly, and crossed his loosened fingers together again.

But Lichun was astonished:

"It's son..."

"He, why is he here?"

Chapter 38

When Jiang Qingyu, who was wearing a goose feather cloak and holding a purple jade stove in her arms, appeared in front of the crowd with her maid, Xiaoman, and blocked Xu Erhu and her maid, Lichun, everyone's expression froze.

How could the Fourth Young Master, who has always lived in a simple way, come here and confront the old butler verbally?

The prince is ill, the second wife and the old butler don't allow anyone to visit, even the third lady broke in with a knife, she was chased out by several hidden guards.

At this moment when everyone is in danger, the Fourth Young Master wants to see the prince again...

"Isn't something really going to happen?"

Several clever servant girls looked at each other, and they all saw anxiety and fear in each other's eyes.

As for the old butler Xu Erhu, the moment Jiang Qingyu appeared, he put on a harmless smiling face, cupped his fists and said:

"This old slave has seen the Fourth Young Master."

"I don't know what the fourth son wants to tell the old slave?"

With a warm smile on Jiang Qingyu's face, she first reached out and patted the shoulder of the maidservant Lichun as a sign of comfort, then pulled her behind her, then turned sideways to Xu Erhu and clasped her fists in return, and said in an attitude that could not be refuted:

"I have something to ask my father."

Xu Erhu smiled and lowered his head, and refused in a neither soft nor hard way:

"My lord, the lord is in poor health, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient today."

"Young master, if you need someone to clarify your doubts, you can ask this old slave."

"Or, if you don't want to ask the old slave..."

"You can also wait a few days for the prince's condition to improve, and then go to the loquat hospital to ask him in person."

But Jiang Qingyu didn't like this:

"Heh, are you feeling well?"

"It is precisely because of the rumors that my father is about to die that I want to ask him something. Otherwise, if he really can't hold on anymore, it will be too late for me to ask someone to clarify my doubts!"

Xu Erhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and scanned the crowd present:

"From whom did you hear the rumor?"

"The felony of cursing the prince cannot be forgiven by sinking into the lake once!"

The handymen and maids caught by Xu Erhu's gaze were trembling all over, with cold sweat on their backs, and they didn't dare to make any abnormal movements.

Jiang Qingyu sneered and said:

"Uncle Xu and Erniang have been hiding it all the time, refusing to allow anyone to approach the Loquat Courtyard."

"Don't say it's someone else, even this son has to wonder if you have done something wrong and have ghosts in your heart!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Even the two maids in Ziyan Courtyard were overwhelmed with fright.

What does the fourth son mean by this?

Are you suspecting that the king of the North has been killed by the second wife and the old housekeeper?

How can it be!

The Second Young Master was in the developing stage of accumulating military achievements and fame. The second wife killed the North King at this time, and the three northern states fell apart. Wouldn't it cut off the Second Young Master's hope of hereditary succession?

As for the old butler Xu Erhu, he and King Jubei have been born and died together for decades, during which time they blocked each other's fatal injuries not less than ten times in total, how could they frame brothers who lived and died when they were old?

Therefore, there will be no such situation in the situation and reason!

"Son..."

Xu Erhu raised his head and stared straight at Jiang Qingyu, with an unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.

Few people know that when he was young, he was favored by the eldest lady, so he has always taken care of Ziyan Courtyard a lot.

Even the servant girl Xiaoman was suggested by him to be thrown into the Ziyan courtyard.

Xu Erhu secretly had a little bit of "sorrow for his misfortune, anger for his indisputable" thinking about this idiot son from a big lady, but seeing it today...

This kid has a little bit of cleverness, but he has no view of the big picture, so it's really embarrassing to use!

Far less reassuring than the second son!

Xu Erhu was in a complicated mood, and he sighed after a long time:

"That's it."

"I'll let you go see the prince."

"This is the last thing this old slave can do for your son."

Since then, I have run out of love with you, and we will never owe each other.

……

The courtyard where King Jubei himself lives is called the Pipa Courtyard. Twelve years ago, when the eldest wife Lu Waner and the eldest son Jiang Qingshu left Bingzhou to go to the capital to be protons, King Jubei planted two loquat trees in the courtyard with his own hands.

One was named "Lady" and the other "Eldest Son".

Now the pavilion is like a cover.

When Xu Erhu brought Jiang Qingyu and two maids to the Loquat Courtyard, hundreds of guards in armor and holding knives had already surrounded the courtyard.

All of them looked solemn, with their knives out of their sheaths, some of them were even stained with blood on their blades and armor, as if they had just killed someone not long ago.

Coupled with the unknown number of dead guards hiding nearby, it can be said that the entire Loquat Courtyard is completely closed, not even a mosquito can fly in!

Seeing such a scene of stern battles, even with the heart of the big servant girl Lichun who has endured for many years, it is difficult to hide her surprise.

Look at this posture, the King of Rejecting the North is not really going to die, is he?

that……

What should I do for myself?

What will happen to the young master?

What new arrangements will the capital make for the three northern states?

What a headache!

After arriving at the Loquat Courtyard, Xu Erhu walked into the gate first, and none of the hundreds of guards dared to stop him.

"My lord, wait a moment, this old slave is going to report to the prince."

Jiang Qingyu knew that her prestige was insufficient, so she stayed where she was and did not touch the blades of the guards.

"My lord, what do you want to ask the prince?"

"Why do I feel that the atmosphere is a bit wrong?"

The servant girl Xiaoman looked terrified, reached out and grabbed the corner of Jiang Qingyu's clothes, and said timidly:

"Young master, why don't we come back another day."

On the side, Li Chun sneered inwardly.

What are you pretending to be, little girl?

Where did the arrogance that turned the dagger in my room a few days ago go?

Hmph, do you think that pretending to be a pure and innocent son will like you?

Innocent!

"Son."

Li Chun snorted softly, and also reached forward, grabbing the corner of Jiang Qingyu's clothes on the other side:

"My lord, no matter what you do, Lichun will support you."

The implication is also obvious:

I won't hold back like a little girl and stop you from doing what you want!

When the little girl heard this, she became anxious.

"you you……"

Her eyes were watery, and she almost cried. At the same time, she grabbed Jiang Qingyu's arm, leaned her little head lightly, and whispered:

"My lord, Xiaoman also supports you!"

Seeing this, Li Chun couldn't help snorting coldly:

"There is a large audience, how decent is it for a maid to seduce her master!"