poor family young gentleman

"Yes."

Ye Junheng's expression was a bit frightening, Jin Yiwei didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and took the order, Feng Jiye pressed the recording button, his eyes were as cold as ice scum: "You said that the people who were sent to intercept my father and the others could succeed gone?"

The dignified generation of virtuous ministers was defeated by such a clumsy scheme. Even if he was not the original owner, he still felt deeply sad for them. In this era when the imperial power is supreme, so what if the official position is high?Isn't family ruin and death just a matter of the emperor's words?No matter how severe the situation was at that time, Feng Yiheng was still a first-rank cabinet scholar, and the emperor was so confused that he couldn't understand it anyway.

"No, no..."

His eyes were so frighteningly cold, Jiang looked up and shook his head resolutely, for fear that a slow step would anger him.

"What about the rest of my family, have you ever moved?"

Feng Jiye continued to ask with a cold face, Feng Yiheng was not only his father's first wife, but also several concubines, but in the memory of the original owner, his father was a very gentle and kind Kun, who treated the concubines like younger brothers and sisters, Those concubines were also very well-behaved and never overstepped their identities. The wives and concubines in the university scholar's mansion were once envied by many officials.

Besides him and his elder brother, he also has two concubine brothers, three concubine brothers, and four concubine sisters, among which the second concubine brother and the fifth concubine brother, the eldest concubine sister and the third concubine sister are Kun, and the youngest is the fifth concubine. My younger brother is only three years old. Before the accident, the relationship between their brothers and sisters was also very good.

When the emperor sent people to rush into their house, his parents, his brother and him were all taken into prison because they were direct descendants. When the verdict came out, all the officials in the mansion were sent away directly. At that time, the Grand Scholars' Mansion had been sealed off, and the rest of the people had long since disappeared. Later, the Pingyinhou Mansion retired, his father died of illness, and he was plotted to escape, and he never had a chance to find them again.

In the past few months since he returned to the capital, it's not that he never thought about asking Mingming to help find someone, but his father's grievances have not been cleared up, so if they come back, are they not the descendants of the criminals?Besides, the people he has to deal with are Huangguijun and Qingjiang Houfu, who knows what the final result will be, why rush to break their finally peaceful life?He planned to wait for his father to turn over the case and take them back before deciding whether to look for them or how to look for them. Now his reputation resounds throughout the capital. He believes that those aunts, aunts, brothers and sisters should also know that he is back. The reason why he didn't show up is probably because his father's case has not been settled yet.

"I... no, no..."

Jiang choked up reflexively, and then repeatedly waved his hands to deny it. Feng Jiye narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Really?"

"No, it's not us...really not us..."

"bump!"

Feng Jiye slapped the small coffee table next to him, and the small tea table made of pear blossom collapsed in an instant. Jiang was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and Feng Jixiao trembled even more. As long as he is not blind, he can see Finding out that they must be hiding something, Feng Jiye said with a cold face, "What's going on, don't make me ask it a second time!"

Are they all dead?No, it won't be, how could all of the dozen or so people be gone?Feng Jiye felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason, and unconsciously caressed his chest with his right hand. He knew that it was the consciousness left by the original owner in this body, and he was in pain!

"Every night."

Sensing that something was wrong with him, Yin Huanyang hugged him worriedly, and the rest of the people looked over at the same time, with naked worry in their faces and eyes. After all, everyone present knew how bad his physical condition was.

"It's okay, it's an old problem."

Smiling weakly and consolingly, Feng Jiye took out a heart-strengthening pill and put it in his mouth. He has occupied this body for almost a year and never felt the existence of the original owner. He fell ill, and it was enough to imagine that the original owner would not die with peace. He was worried about his family, and he would truly rest in peace only if all those who harmed them were brought to justice and the family was reunited.

"Really okay?"

Yin Huanyang was still worried, and touched his face with his heartache. Ye Junheng on the other side said angrily, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest. Just leave it to me."

"It's really fine, don't worry."

His concern made him feel warm, and his weak smile looked a lot better, but when his eyes swept over Jiang, the smile on his face disappeared instantly: "You can choose to be honest, or I saw with my own eyes that your eldest son was washed and washed down to a bone."

He is no longer interested in playing with them slowly, he is eager to know what happened back then.

"Yes…"

Mrs. Jiang took a breath and didn't dare to delay any longer. She groped for her son and held his hands tightly before saying slowly: "We really didn't do anything to them. It was the governor of Jingzhao Prefecture at that time. When the judgment came down, uncle's concubine The family and the concubines and concubines did not want to believe that he would collude with the enemy and treason the country, so they went to Jingzhao Mansion to beat the drums and complained, asking the Jingzhao Mansion Yin to submit their request to retry the uncle's case. Anyway, in the name of committing a riot, they beat each of them [-] slaps. Even Jihong, who was only three years old, was beaten to death with just a few slaps. They went to more than ten people. There were six people left, and then they disappeared in the capital, we thought they were just concubines and concubines, and they were all kuns, so we didn’t do anything to them.”

It is true that they did not do this matter. At first they wanted to say that they would give some money to Jingzhao Mansion Yin, but later they saw that Jingzhao Mansion Yin did not ask any questions and started fighting directly, so they saved the money and did not intervene any more. .

Even three-year-olds are not spared?

Thinking of the innocent and lovely appearance of the little concubine brother, Feng Jiye clenched his fists and closed his eyes in pain. No wonder he and his father couldn't find them when they got out of the cell. It turned out that at this moment, he merged with the remaining consciousness of the original owner. , Deeply regret those relatives who died in vain.

"Who was the governor of Jingzhao at that time?"

Holding his hand, Yin Huanyang asked in a deep voice.

"It's Yin Chaotian, an in-law of the Qingjiang Marquis Mansion! Now he's the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."

It was not Jiang who answered him, but Chang Huan. He had been staying in Beijing for many years and was responsible for helping him contact the officials who supported him. He was very familiar with officials in various important positions. Yang, but he supports following the rules of the ancestors and opposes the emperor abolishing the elders and establishing the younger ones. Maybe there is also the shadow of Qingjiang Houfu in this.

"It's them again!"

Feng Jiye opened his eyes suddenly, he is not stupid, what Chang Huan can think of, why can't he think of it?Father is not a person who is not good at making friends, otherwise the elders would not have jointly interceded for him, so even if the demands of father's concubines and concubines are very unreasonable, they would not start fighting without asking anything. , even a three-year-old child was not spared. Among them, there must be the handwriting of the Qingjiang Houfu. What's more, the father's case was judged so muddled. My father has always opposed the emperor's abolition of the elders and the establishment of the younger ones. Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with them, he wants them to pay with their blood!

"Mingming, Cha Yin Chaotian, take him first!"

This kind of thing is obviously more appropriate to come forward than Huanyang. Dongxi Factory has the right to directly investigate the case. As long as they are officials, few people can stand the investigation. He doesn't believe that they can't be killed!

"Ah."

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Ye Junheng didn't talk to him very rarely, and his expression was extremely serious.

"The rest is up to you."

Throwing the tape recorder to Ye Junheng, Feng Jiye pulled Yin Huanyang to stand up, he didn't want to see these people again.

"You guys go back first too."

Looking coldly at Feng Yishan's family, Ye Junheng said coldly, and everyone stood up, before Chu Tianlang left, he bowed and whispered in his ear: "They are all damned, don't dirty your hands. "

"Ah."

Knowing that he was afraid that he would do it himself to vent his anger, Ye Junheng gave him a reassuring look, they were not qualified to let him do it himself.

"Ah..."

Before they stepped out of the cell, the screams rang out again. Feng Jiye, who was walking in the front, always looked unhappy. Yin Huanyang walked out of the cell with one hand holding him, his eyes filled with naked worry, and he returned to the front yard On the way, Feng Jiye leaned softly against him and said as he walked, "Huanyang, ask your people to help me find their whereabouts. Don't disturb them yet. I just want to make sure how many of them are still alive."

He has never been an emotional person, but he was moved by them, and because of the original owner, he wanted to know about them as soon as possible.

"Well, I will give orders later."

Yin Huanyang could clearly feel his pain, and he felt uncomfortable, especially when he heard that a three-year-old child was beaten to death with a few boards. He also had children, and he knew better than anyone that it was What a cruel thing.

"Thank you."

Not wanting to talk anymore, Feng Jiye closed his eyes slightly. Chang Huan and others who were walking with them originally wanted to comfort him, but they also closed their mouths tightly after seeing this.

"Daddy...Daddy..."

Seeing them from a distance, the little bun sitting in the walker slid to the door as soon as he kicked his legs. If it wasn't for the high threshold blocking him, he might have rushed out straight away, and he was explaining something to his servants Seeing this, Fu An hurried over and hugged him: "Oh, my little ancestor, can't you slow down? What if you hit him and fly out?"

"Daddy, Daddy..."

After waking up from sleep, he didn't see Daddy's little bun struggling desperately in their direction. Yin Huanyang, who had already approached, stretched out his arms to hug him: "Daddy is a little uncomfortable, father hugs you, little bun is obedient, don't bother daddy, you know?" ?”

"Father...Daddy..."

I don't know if I understand, the little bun hugged his neck, stared at him with big round eyes, Feng Jiye took out a small bun and tore off the wrapping paper and handed it to him: "Hey, let's eat Cake, Daddy will hug you later, okay?"

"Hee hee... Daddy..."

Daddy's cakes are the best!

The little bun happily took it, and when they all sat down in the hall, Fu An stepped forward and said in a concentrated voice: "Prince, that guy just came back, and this old slave seems to be a little bit wrong."

"Ok?"

Who is that, except for Chang Huan and Mu Jingzhou, everyone present knows that it's almost midnight and he just came back?How much fun is it outside?

"What's wrong?"

Putting down the teacup, Feng Jiye asked casually without any surprise.

"He seems to have been broken."

"what?!"

Fu'an had already said it very carefully, but Huzi and the others still stared at each other for a moment, Erwa was broken?Did he do it voluntarily or... no, he must have done it voluntarily, otherwise he wouldn't cry with his character?Then who would make him willingly sacrifice himself?After much deliberation, they could only think of one person, and that was their common enemy, Han Lin!