Jun Jiuling

The Fang family's mansion was brightly lit and the atmosphere was gloomy, and the servants who came and went looked a little terrified.

Fang Chengyu was pulled back by the carriage and carried off by people, just like old master Fang and Mr. Fang back then.

Do you think the curse of death that has been broken is coming again?

Yuanshi raised the curtain and came out of Fang Chengyu's room. Her eyes were red and she wiped them with a handkerchief.

It's all over. She waved her hand and said.

Everyone in the yard hurriedly retreated.

I don't even invite a doctor, is it already...

Don't talk nonsense! No way!

I hope not, too. Life is going well, and the young master is so powerful.

The servants discussed in low voices and left anxiously.

The courtyard became quiet, and the atmosphere in the house became more dignified.

Who the hell is this? Mrs. Fang sat on the chair and said gravely.

Who else can it be? The incident in the Northland is such a big mess, someone who has been ruined. Mrs. Fang said coldly, This is just the beginning.

They spoke and looked angry, but they were not sad. They seemed to only care about what happened, not people.

Mother, no.

A crisp male voice sounded.

Looking at the reputation, it was Fang Chengyu lying on the inner bed.

Sister Fang Yunxiu and Yuxiu were sitting by the bed and glared at him upon hearing this.

Say a few words less. They whispered.

Mrs. Fang was even angrier.

No? If you hadn't spent so much money in Beidi, you had to close the Beidi ticket office, and there were so many rumors, how could you use it to go out to socialize with people every day? Otherwise, how could people take advantage of it? machine? she shouted.

Mother, how can a businessman not socialize? Fang Chengyu said, If...

Chengyu, can't you listen to what your mother has to say? Fang Yunxiu suddenly stood up and interrupted him, I know you don't want others to say bad things about her, and you don't want others to think that she is a little wrong, but mother has What's wrong? She just cares about you, why should you let her feel cold?

The room became quiet, and all eyes were on Fang Yunxiu with a slightly surprised expression.

Fang Yunxiu has always only paid attention to business accounts, and obeyed other people's words. He never had any ideas of his own, let alone blamed anyone.

It turns out that the eldest sister also has a temper. Fang Yuxiu said with a smile.

Mrs. Fang's expression was also a little complicated. She always felt a little dull about this eldest daughter, but she never expected such a caring child.

Fang Chengyu got off the bed a few steps and knelt down in front of Mrs. Fang.

Mom, I was wrong. He said, I was wrong because I knew that my mother never objected to what I did, she was just worried about me, but I laughed at my mother's worries.

After saying that, he kowtowed and raised his head again.

If my mother and grandmother were people who were afraid of trouble and danger, how could they survive the family business for more than ten years?

Mrs. Fang looked at him and sighed, then smiled again.

You understand everything, you just pretend to be confused with me, she said.

I also don't want my mother to worry. Fang Chengyu said, rolling up his sleeves, revealing a circle of braided red rope tied around his wrist, dotted with colorful knots, Jiu Ling gave it to me. Snakes, insects, poisonous ants don't care about it. close.

He unbuttoned the collar again, revealing a piece of armor inside.

This is the sword Jiuling gave me that can't be pierced easily, and...

Mrs. Fang interrupted him.

It seems that she also knows how dangerous what she asked you to do, she said.

Fang Chengyu was silent for a moment.

Mother, it's not that what she asked me to do is in danger, but that our Fang family has always been in danger. He said, I'm not justifying her again to make mother feel cold, although I really don't want to make my mother feel cold by my justification. She's chilled.

He looked at old lady Fang.

Grandma never said the origin of the imperial decree. It was this imperial decree that made our Fang family rich and powerful, but it was also this imperial decree that caused the death of grandfather and father one after another. Although Li County Magistrate Song Treasurer was executed, has the danger really been resolved?

Didn't solve it? The expressions of the people in the room changed slightly.

Fang Chengyu smiled.

The imperial decree is nothing else. If you kill us, you can take it for yourself. Is it possible?

Killing a family who has an imperial decree, how can this person be sure not to be beheaded, but to be rich and prosperous?

He said and looked at old lady Fang.

Did someone promise him something?

The existence of such an indomitable decree is obviously not something a county magistrate can promise.

Who would that be?

There was a dead silence in the room.

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The night in the palace was even darker, the emperor's bedroom was brightly lit, and a row of guards in brocade clothes stood crossed in the hallway.

There are also eunuchs and maids hanging down their hands.

Everyone knows that the emperor is diligent, and he is busier at night than during the day, so there are more people serving him.

At this time, the lights were on inside, but the emperor was sleeping soundly behind the hanging curtain, but he didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, and his breathing became more and more rapid, until there was a coughing sound in his throat, and his hands were tightly clutching his chest. With a muffled grunt, the man sat up abruptly.

Come on! he yelled.

Immediately a servant came in and stood outside the curtain to answer.

His Majesty!

Hearing this sound, the rapid breathing of the emperor who was sitting on the bed gradually stabilized, and he looked around to confirm where he was.

Tea. He recovered his mood and said slowly.

The curtain was carefully opened by the servant, and hot tea was brought in. The emperor drank a few sips, and casually picked up the opened memorial on the table beside the bed.

It seems that he has been reviewing.

Your Majesty, it's time to rest. The servant said with a distressed face, The dragon's body is important.

The emperor hummed, but did not take his eyes off the memorial.

Go down, he said.

Dongfang had already noticed that the room was even darker, so the servant added a few more lights, put down the curtains and retreated.

The emperor threw the memorial on the table, spread his arms and legs and lay back.

The queen mother is also in charge of watching the memorial. Being an emperor is so hard, what's the point in front of her. He murmured with a bit of disdain.

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the low voice of the servant outside.

Your Majesty, Eunuch Yuan is here.

Hearing this name, the emperor who was about to sit up stretched out his arms and legs and continued to lie down.

Xuan he said.

With light steps, the curtain was lifted, and a person walked in with Yelu Nongnong.

He bowed and bowed his knees in humility, not surprised to see the unpretentious emperor on the dragon bed, and knelt down.

Are those things still there? the emperor asked with his eyes closed.

The person who came raised his head, and the light illuminated his face. It was a fair face, thirty or forty years old, with an ordinary appearance. If Miss Jun was there, she would recognize that this was the old man who surprised her in Yangcheng. People, eunuch Yuan Bao.

There was no beard on his lips at this time.

The important things are still there. Eunuch Yuan said, The Fang family didn't use them as promised, and they kept the secrets. Only one surviving person will know.

The emperor reached out and patted the bed hard.

But I don't want the person who knows this secret to live! He shouted, opening his eyes and sitting up, You haven't brought it back for so many years, do you still want it to be passed on to the children and grandchildren of the Fang family? !

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(happy monday)