Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

"If you don't understand, you don't need to say it with your mouth."

Jiang Luoyu raised his arms, as if he was a little tired, but his voice was still unhurried, as if he didn't care whether Nanny Han would give in in the end, and said the news he wanted calmly, as if he was talking about an ordinary woman. Extreme story.

"You probably still have luck, thinking that I didn't find anything, so I'll tell you something. A few days ago, before you and your husband came to the imperial capital, in the town of your hometown, there was The son of a butcher married a little widow as a concubine. Although the little widow doesn't look like your daughter, she looks a lot like her in terms of body shape and appearance. I don't need to say more."

"Mr Neijun is smart, it's the servants who are playing tricks."

The room was silent for a long time, and finally heard an old sigh. Nanny Han knelt down at Jiang Luoyu's feet, knowing that Jiang Luoyu knew everything at this moment, and said with a pleading look on her face.

"At this point, Neijun should know that Wu Yashi ordered the old slave to do these things. It was the old slave who was fascinated by money. It was too late when he made a big mistake and could only make mistakes again and again. Wrong, now the old slave is on the verge of death, but the old slave's daughter is still young, the old slave misses her daughter and wants to continue to live, and is willing to obey the lord's orders, and obeys everything!"

Seeing Nanny Han's submissiveness, Jiang Luoyu yawned, his face drowsy, but his gaze was as sharp as a knife's edge: "I can spare your life, but I don't know if Wu Yashi will spare your life. You If you still want to live, I can make the decision for Zhao Min, and as a price, you have to tell me the truth of one thing honestly."

"Mr. Nei...what do you want to know?"

After her voice fell, she thought she would get an answer immediately, but unexpectedly there was a long silence.

Just when Nanny Han couldn't bear the doubts in her heart and wanted to raise her head to see what the person in front of her was thinking, the person sitting on the chair suddenly blew on the fire in her hand Zhezi slowly stood up and lit an oil lamp in the house, his jade-like eyes danced and flickered like flames.

"Back then, the first son of the Murong family, Zhaomin's biological mother and father, committed suicide by drinking dove wine in the house. Do you know what happened?"

Before Jiang Luoyu asked, Nanny Han already had a premonition—since Jiang Luoyu could find out that she was by his wife's side and murdered the eldest son and the second son, she should know that she was in the mansion back then. His status, whether he is Mrs. Murong Qi's confidant, and whether he is qualified enough to know some secrets of Murong family.

"Mr. Nei is really wondering about this matter. For so many years, although Young Master Min still has a clear name outside the Murong family, but the name of Young Master Min is forbidden within the Murong family. Although the old Patriarch and the Patriarch are friendly to the general at this time , and I don’t want to talk about the events of the past. The Murong family had announced that Mr. Min died suddenly of a serious illness, but there are many secrets in it, and there are not many people who knew about it back then, except for a few masters. .”

Jiang Luoyu faced the lights in front of her, as if unsuspectingly showing her back to Nanny Han, without a trace of defense, but the person kneeling on the ground knew clearly that even if the person in front of him acted as if he believed in him, In the still not fully illuminated darkness, the people who guarded Jiang Luoyu were still lying in ambush, and he had no chance at all.

If you dare to do it by chance, you will never be able to speak again.

Even though the light was on and the man turned his back to her, she bent down even more, showing her obedience.

"The old slave Yi happened to be one of the insiders because of his wife -- the matter of Murong Min was forbidden in Murong's mansion.

The secret of the word is that my wife just married into the mansion as a concubine daughter, and I was her dowry maid. When my wife was pregnant in the second year, Mr. Min, who has always been chic and never lived in the mansion, was suddenly arrested because of an incident. In the Murong family, Mr. Min has a special status, so my wife couldn't bear to ask me to inquire about the news. I happened to overhear the conversation between the two masters and the old Patriarch. "

"What did they say?"

Such an obvious question, but the person lying on the ground paused for a moment, and answered the irrelevant question: "Mr. Nei should be very clear about the status of the Murong family in the Dajin. The head of civil servants should not be underestimated, the emperor needs the support of the Murong family when he first ascends to the great treasure, but what kind of support is best, the inner monarch should know."

Jiang Luoyu knew about this, but after hearing the words, she still turned around slowly, and asked in a low voice as if confirming: "They want to marry the only twin of the Murong family to the emperor?"

"That's right. Back then, except for the current head of the family, the prime minister, who refused to hand over Young Master Min to the emperor, but the old head of the family and Lord Shangshu both agreed to this matter. In order for the Murong family to continue to prosper, each generation of the Murong family always had to sacrifice one of them. Daughter or twin. This is not a big deal—but at that time, they could only think about it, but they didn't dare to do it."

In the darkness, the standing person took a step forward, frowning slightly: "Don't you dare?"

"The reason why I dare not is because of the current General Murong."

Jiang Luoyu held his breath, his black jade-like eyes flickered, and immediately guessed what happened that year: "You mean, when Zhao Min's parents were captured, he gave birth to Zhao Min?"

Nanny Han nodded, and added: "To be more precise, the night Mr. Min was captured, Mr. Min's yard was completely sealed off, and Madam had been inquiring outside for a few days, but no news could come in. A month later, just now with the master

Go see Mr. Allergies.Although I only said a few words outside, anyone could hear the sound of a baby crying inside the locked door."

Jiang Luoyu clenched her fingers, closed her eyes in disbelief, and sighed in her words: "So, Zhaomin was born in the night when Zhaomin's mother and father were arrested?"

"What your nephew said is very true."

"Go on." After a while, he seemed to suddenly remember something important, and turned sideways with a threatening gaze, "Tell me. Do you know who Zhao Min's father is?"

"Speaking of this, this old slave is not sure." The person lying on the ground was motionless, his expression was unclear, but his voice was suspicious, "But I can guess one or two, it should be the current Duke Protector Xiao Yun. "

Hearing that she had guessed the truth all of a sudden, Jiang Luoyu's expression changed several times in an instant, and regardless of her own body, she squatted down to face Nanny Han's downcast eyes, and asked in a cold voice word by word: "How do you guess this?! You can guess it, but what about the other people in the imperial capital?"

When Nanny Han heard what he said, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she slowly responded: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Nei, this old slave has such a guess because he knows that the general is indeed the child that Mr. Min gave birth to. Wu Yashi also had the idea of ​​getting rid of the general and then quickly guessing that the general's father belonged to this person, and there are many reasons for this."

Hearing what she said, Jiang Luoyu vaguely felt that she might have misunderstood. Now that Murong Hao's identity is well established, Wu Ya's plan failed this time but it was self-defeating. In the future, even if Murong Hao is really the son of Murong Min, even if If there is evidence, no one will believe it anymore—not to mention that he has no evidence, and like Sister Han, he is only guessing, so there is nothing to fear.

"speak."

"Yes, in Licheng, the capital of the Great Jin Emperor, the young master Min who was admired by everyone, and Bai Luobing, the youngest daughter of the Bai family, the mother of the emperor, are close friends and close friends. Many people admire their demeanor very much. There are rumors that Bai Luobing is the confidante of Mr. Min. The true identity of the inner monarch's mother is Princess Roujia. If Mr. Min really married her back then, he would have escaped the fate of marrying into the royal family, but who knows? When those two had the best friendship, two other sons of famous families appeared."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but paused for a moment, as if to give Jiang Luoyu time to react and be shocked: "Those two young masters, one is Wu Yatuo, the eldest son of the Wu Ya family, and the other is the eldest son of the Xiao family. The eldest son Xiao Yun."

Sure enough, after saying this, Jiang Luoyu was silent for a long time before asking again: "What happened next?"

"What happened later was beyond everyone's expectations."

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in Jiang Luoyu's heart: "Is it because of Zhao Min's parents and Xiao Yun?"

"Nei Jun said yes and no."

"Yes or no?"

"After the four of them met, I don't know if Mr. Min fell in love with the old slave Xiao Yun, but everyone knew that the eldest son of the Xiao family fell in love with Neijun's mother!"