Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

The tongue is a sharp tool, it is as glib as a spring, and it is not bad, it is all thanks to the mouth.If used well, it can calm people's hearts, but if used carefully, it will cause disaster.

Huan, who was bickering at Luoying Pavilion, was also arguing endlessly at the other place of Fuguo Duke's Mansion - Shangfangyuan.

The man sighed to himself on the side of the bed.

Jiang Feng's family, Feng Rongrong, was carefully examining her evening makeup in the bronze mirror. She applied some oil on the left side and grease on the right side, rubbed her eyes, shook her head, and pinched her neck to see if there was any fat. Listen to Jiang Bie Yuan sighed, his eyebrows furrowed, and his powder fell off.

"I said, master, why don't you sigh at night, and you are not afraid of getting angry with yourself."

The man looked at the cheering people in front of the mirror, dissatisfied: "You're used to it, Yurou has such thoughts at a young age, and you don't try to persuade her."

When the woman heard it, she was annoyed at the fact that Jiang Yurou seduced Zhao Yifeng on the day when Jiang Yushu returned home. She coquettishly persuaded: "I said, master, isn't that all right? Look, the eldest prince has spoken."

The man said in a deep voice, "Hmph! If the First Prince hadn't looked at Yushu's nephew, would we still be able to talk properly?"

The woman paused, turned around and looked at the man on the couch, and said sharply: "You take Yushu's nephew every day, Yushu's nephew, and never thought about Yurou, she is your seedling."

"Of course I have thought about it, but if it weren't for Yushu being the concubine, we wouldn't be so rich now. What we have to do is to express gratitude." After finishing speaking, he arched his hands, as if the heavenly family was right in front of him.

"Cut! I thought it was something that made your lard fool you. It turned out that he married that—man, and the benefits made you fall in love." The woman's words were full of disgust, and she didn't wait for the man to refute, "Master, you But don't forget, Jiang Yushu's benefits from marrying the eldest prince belong to the eldest son. When the old matriarch stretches his legs, all the benefits will belong to the eldest son. Will my third wife get half of it, or get nothing? "

When Jiang Bieyuan heard the woman say that the old lady stretched her legs and cursed her to die, he thanked the old lady for not killing her for her kindness in raising her patiently, and she immediately turned black. People roll their eyes."

The woman didn't bother herself anymore, and sneered: "White eyes, black eyes, those are all for others to see, isn't it me who suffers?"

"What do you know?" the man shouted.

The man continued to analyze patiently, "The first room is ready. When the time comes to separate the family, we will get more. We want to have a good relationship with the first room. You can see the second room."

"Bah! I don't know what the second room has in mind. They are the sons of Xiao Xiang!"

"Keep your voice down, don't be overheard!" Jiang Bieyuan persuaded softly.

"What are you afraid of? Waiting for Yurou to fall into the eyes of the eldest prince and be assigned to be a female official in the palace. Then you can use your authority to guide and guide you. If you are favored by the emperor, will you still be afraid of the second room? See you in the second room." We all have to give a big salute, hehehe..." The woman was so addicted to her own imagination that her laughter trembled wildly.

Jiang Bieyuan was surprised, and frowned: "I didn't know that you still had the intention of letting Yurou live in the harem. It's a place where people can't spit out their bones. You're forcing her to die. You've given up on this idea early. .”

"Death?" The woman Jiaorou asked back, "Then has the master ever heard of death and rebirth?"

Jiang Bieyuan snorted coldly: "You'd better give up such an idea now. Otherwise, we will be dead by then."

The woman changed her mind, thinking that what she said was superficial, people might be annoyed, and immediately acted like a baby: "Master~~~~, if you don't think about Yurou, you have to think about Yuhua, you are just such a precious son, Hua'er is going to take the imperial examination soon, with our status, how can we find a good future for Hua'er, does the master think that we can help Hua'er with the power of a servant in the Ministry of Industry?"

Jiang Bieyuan sat quietly, lowered his head and thought, thinking that his position below the fourth rank was like walking on thin ice in the court, and his life was frightening, let alone Yuhua?He fluctuated from side to side: "Yurou is only fourteen, not as good as Ji (jiji [-] sounds, now it's a coming-of-age ceremony, you can get married), and sent to the palace, what do other ministers think?"

"Master! Why are you thinking so much? Waiting for the honor and favor, who doesn't come to curry favor? What do you think?" The woman flattered.

Jiang Bieyuan thought about Jiang Yuhua's own future heir, but in the future he would live with his son, marry his daughter, and find a good future to ensure the family's ascension to heaven, so he stopped being angry at Feng Rongrong's idea of ​​letting go of freedom, and mixed his demeanor.

The woman looked carefully and saw it, smiled knowingly, got up, the pajamas (pajamas) outlined Linglong, twisted every step, and swayed to the side of the bed, smiling softly: "Master, don't women exist to serve men? ? Yurou has that heart, why don't we make it happen?"

Jiang Bieyuan hesitated: "But the eldest prince's fate?"

The woman sneered: "Master, don't you know? It's just a joke."

"Then Yurou..." The man was still hesitant.

"Master, don't think about it. She chose the road, so are you going to ruin her future?" The woman said with reason.

Jiang Bieyuan continued to grumble: "But..."

Feng Rongrong couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately started acting coquettishly: "Master, it's time to go to bed, you see my concubine has creases again, so many folds, it's so ugly."

It's all Jiang Bieyuan's anger!

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Third day

After a good night's sleep, Jiang Yushu's energy improved a lot, and his strength also recovered a little.Zhao Yifeng came over early in the morning and didn't say anything, just had a sullen face. When Jiang Yushu saw his ice face, his good mood disappeared instantly, and his head started to hurt again.

The maids and servants brought food at the right time, Qianye Sunxin (bamboo shoots), Furong soup (lotus seed soup), Zhuyekong (water spinach), Qingshui Tianyise (green vegetables) set up a small table, and the two sat down at the table, He began to bow his head to pick up the rice.

The room was eerily quiet, like a dark-underground-world. Jiang Yushu really didn't like this kind of gloomy atmosphere, it would affect his appetite, and it was not conducive to his recuperation.

"Your Highness, what is your zodiac sign?"

Zhao Yifeng chewed slowly, looked up at Jiang Yushu, lowered his head again, and said in a deep voice, "Tiger."

Jiang Yushu put down the bowls and chopsticks, and stopped eating. Zhao Yifeng thought it was not to his taste, and gave him a piece of Chiba bamboo shoot heart.Jiang Yushu pushed the bowl, sat upright at the table, and said with a slight smile, "I can't see it all, Your Highness, why don't you consider changing your zodiac sign?"

Seeing him not moving his chopsticks, Zhao Yifeng also put down the bowl, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yushu, and asked, "Master Yu is in good health, and he doesn't even eat, so he is interested in the zodiac signs in this hall?"

The man turned his bright eyes, his eyebrows were full of elegance, "Don't you feel cold, Your Highness?"

"It's March now, how can it be cold, Mr. Yu is not in good health." Zhao Yifeng said indifferently.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Yushu thought he didn't understand.

"That's not what I meant."

Zhao Yifeng knew that there was something in his words, so he had a cold temper, and followed the conversation to see when he asked?

"Then what do you mean?"

The corner of Jiang Yushu's mouth flashed a slight arc: "What I mean is that Your Highness should change the zodiac."

"When did Mr. Yu become proficient in astrology? This hall has never heard of it." The man said in a low voice, and glanced at the man at the table. Jiang Yushu looked at each other, feeling the cold wind.

"I don't understand, but I still think His Highness should change the zodiac."

The man turned his head to look at it, his eyes were full of curiosity: "Then according to Mr. Yu's idea, what kind of zodiac should this palace be?"

"Your Highness really wants to hear it." The clear person let it go, raised a smile, and gently stroked the drooping hair on his chest.

"Say it!" the gloomy man got impatient.

Jiang Yushu reported in advance: "The minister said, don't be upset, Your Highness."

"it is good!"

The man smiled slightly, his words were faint and broken, but the last word was clear and audible.

"I thought... thought... Your Highness is suitable..."

"snake!"

"Why?" The man asked patiently, but there was a faint anger on his face, as if he was holding back.

Jiang Yushu said in a deep voice, "It's cold!"

There was a dead silence.Turning his head again, thunder rumbled, and wind, frost and snow surged.

"Jiang, jade, tree," all of a sudden, the wind was blowing and the flood was surging.There was a lot of buzzing.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with summoning the minister?" Jiang Yushu smiled lightly.

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speechless speechless speechless...

Zhao Yifeng was speechless!

"Jade Calligraphy Transcripts" Volume Twelve Chapters Zodiac:

The historian asked: Why is the zodiac of the Tianjia unknown, and why?

The man said: "Since Mr. Qingyu left, the Tian family has not spoken a word when it comes to the zodiac.Master Qingyu once said that the zodiac sign of the Tian family is a snake, as a joke.The Tian family thinks about it, and does not make records of the zodiac, and the history books are meticulous, and there is no trace.

The historian felt his affection, and the moment he wrote the pen, the title page was wet with tears.

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