Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

The second room and the third room heard "rebellion" and knew that the heavenly family was majestic and inviolable.

Zhao Yifeng glanced at it, returned to ice-cold, and ignored him.

But when everyone got up, Jiang Qu refuted boldly, and what he said was well-founded.

"Your Highness, we are also concerned about the Lord Sir. We want to know the result so that we can feel at ease and share the concerns of the family. We are close relatives. How could His Highness turn into a matter of 'rebellion'? The grassroots cannot afford it."

After Jiang Qushi finished speaking, Jiang Feng bowed his head to show respect, but his words were full of arrogance.

"Eldest Prince, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and it is difficult for upright officials to decide on family affairs. Doesn't the Eldest Prince think that it is absurd to use power to suppress people's minds? Even though Cao Min is a woman, he knows that His Majesty values ​​filial piety the most. In terms of age, the eldest prince should follow Yushu's nephew and call Cao Min the third aunt?"

Zhao Yifeng never thought that this woman's teeth were sharp, and she used her filial piety to oppress others.The Ministry of Rites participated in two consecutive books, if there is another one that disrespects the elders and is not filial to loved ones.No matter how much the emperor dotes on him, he will probably have a bad impression and become estranged.

But how could Zhao Yifeng be willing to be threatened by others, especially in Jiang Yushu's home, a group of elders who were disrespectful to the old.I just felt hateful, the suppressed anger in the court could not help Jiang Yushu's mania, "Wow, wow, wow" like a volcanic eruption, there was only a "ch!", and a sword light dazzled people's eyes.

When I came back to my senses, I only heard "Ah~~~~", and the woman screamed.

According to the prestige, there is already a pile of black hair on the ground, with many precious golden hairpins on it.

It turned out that Zhao Yifeng was in a hurry, disregarding any royal rules, masculinity, and cut off Jiang Feng's hair with a sword.

A woman's hair is so precious, her body and skin are so precious that her parents don't dare to damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety.Jiang Feng, who is the most beautiful now, has no hair, only a few stubbles are left on his head, he looks like a man, and he probably won't be able to see anyone for a few days.

Jiang Feng was ashamed and indignant, her makeup was smeared, her powder fell off, her fingers trembled, she pointed at Zhao Yifeng and was about to preach, but before she could speak, she only heard Zhao Yifeng's words filled the room.

"This hall is a junior, but don't forget? I, Zhao Yifeng, are also royal nobles. It's not your turn to be presumptuous. This hall has the idea of ​​power over others. How about it? The Ministry of Rites has already participated in two copies of this hall, and this hall will not have more than one. .”

After Jiang Feng heard what he said, he finally knew that he was presumptuous.I thought that he helped Jiang Yurou because of affection, I thought that he was a real elder when he returned home last time and didn't speak, but how could he ever think about it?He is a royal, and now all of this, all of this is because of a man, a man...

Jiang Bieyuan's face was sour, he pulled someone behind him to protect him, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground begging for forgiveness, with an air of humility.

Zhao Yifeng stared at the elegant man with restraint, knowing that he didn't want these people to be a hindrance here.Ignoring the two kneeling people, when their eyes swept over the second room, they were completely alienated and cold.

"I'll say it again, let me go! Otherwise, don't blame my sword for having no eyes."

The whole room really wanted to know how many days Jiang Tianyuan had to live, but the man in front of him was very angry.It's royal nobles again, it's okay to suppress Jiang Yushu as an elder, but Zhao Yifeng won't accept this.Unwilling, the crowd bowed for a while, saluted and retired.

The old lady did not speak from the beginning to the end, and Zhao Yifeng was here, and everyone dared to act presumptuously.She knew that she could no longer control the undercurrent of a group of people's thoughts.

After so many years supporting the Fuguo Duke's mansion by herself, she is tired, and now Jiang Tianyuan's life is hanging by a thread, it was the people in the mansion who did it, but who is it?

She felt chilled that the concubine she had worked so hard for had actually wanted to kill her eldest son and ruin Ronghua of Fuguo Duke's mansion.She was helpless, the spirit-soul of her body seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

This sensible and resolute old man seemed to have entered an octogenarian age all of a sudden, and his age could not stop the despair caused by a momentary chill, which made people depressed.

Jiang Yushu looked at this old man who cared about him, cared about him, and took care of him. He was sitting quietly on the top right now, but the disappointment and helplessness in his eyes made Jiang Yushu know at that moment that he could live comfortably in the mansion for so many years. how much protection.

"Grandmother, Yushu is useless. Yushu is useless. It can't protect father well. It will affect father..."

The old lady didn't look up, she stared at the carved sandalwood dragon stick, her words were desolate.

"Grandson, after so many years, grandma is tired, tired..."

"Grandmother, you have a grandson..."

The old lady stood up tremblingly, her steps were flimsy, her back swayed, and her words were whispering.

"These years, tired, tired..."

Jiang Yushu sees him off, watches him off.

The line of sight is in the direction where the old lady is going away.

There was a moment of bitterness and fullness in her heart. This old man, she is really tired!

After the people left, the room was a little wider.

Jiang Yushu walked to Jiang Qiushi's side: "Mother, there is a housekeeper and nursing home in the mansion, and the mansion is arranged for the child when he leaves. Why did father know the way?"

Jiang Qiu couldn't cry anymore, recalling that the old matriarch had been in charge of the mansion all these years, he voiced his opinion in a hoarse voice.

"That man probably knows the mansion well, and the people in the mansion were bribed, so he succeeded so quickly and smoothly. You also know your father, but you don't know martial arts...".

Jiang Qiushi couldn't go on talking. After so many years of smooth sailing, when this moment came, she only felt helpless, desolate, and fearful of her future life.

Jiang Yushu saw her sad, haggard and weak, like frost beating autumn flowers.He didn't dare to ask too many questions. After comforting and persuading Jiang Qiushi, he and Zhao Yifeng waited quietly in the outer room.

After a cup of tea.

Grand Physician Zhang came out from the inner room with a solemn expression and shook his head.

Jiang Yushu walked up to him, grabbed his sleeves, and with a hint of luck, smiled, trying to look relaxed, "Doctor, my father is fine, isn't he?"

Doctor Zhang looked at the man in front of him, with a youthful spirit like an orchid, and his brows were firm and resolute, and sighed, is it true that good-looking people are envied by God?

"My minister tried his best, but he could only save his life for seven days. The assassin was very knowledgeable about medicine, he knew the key points of his heart, and he was impartial."

Jiang Yushu was surprised: "Didn't you use poison?"

"It's not poison. Weichen smelled the faint fragrance in the room, mixed with the smell of sedum. That man is proficient in medical skills."

"Do you know medicine?"

"Ok!"

"The mixture of Hiiragi Herb and Tonma Herb produces a strange fragrance, which makes people drowsy and confused, so it works smoothly."

"what?"

The man took a step back and staggered. At that moment, he seemed to be in the boundless darkness and the turbulent tide, lacking a fire to guide him and a piece of driftwood to support him.

Smoked Hemp!

It's all my own, my own idea.

Unexpectedly, I couldn't protect him,

But it hurt him.

Zhao Yifeng stood guard from the beginning to the end with a gloomy face, watching his face turn pale for a moment, the despair and self-blame in his eyes, and his frivolous steps, he couldn't help it.

"Jiang Yushu, it's not your fault!"

The elegant man lost his voice, like Lindong's delicate flowers: "Zhao Yifeng, Qingyu is about to...lose...father...."

Qingyu is about to lose her father!

"Qingyu, it's not you, and you don't want to be like this. Take heart, we're going to find the murderer."

"Murderer? Murderer!"

"Zhao Yifeng, the murderer is in the mansion. If he is found, how should Qingyu face him? They are also Qingyu's family."

"Qingyu, no matter what, Zhao Yifeng will accompany you to find the real culprit."

Zhao Yifeng will always be by your side, always!

This sentence cannot be said.

Just as you are unwilling to accept this love from beginning to end.

——This feeling that makes you feel humiliated!

Zhao Yifeng understands everything.

Just stay with you like this.

It is also satisfied.

……

There was a moment of silence in the room.

For a moment.

The elegant man raised his head and fixedly looked at the man in front of him.The hustle and bustle of worldliness and vanity in the man's bright eyes are covered by the light of affection.

The warmth of affection can relieve loneliness.

Comfort with your heart, relieve the cold.

He nodded.

Convergence and loss of control, burying resentment, and regaining composure.

"Qingyu will definitely find the person who caused the disaster!"

After he and Zhao Yifeng went into the inner room to look at Jiang Tianyuan, Jiang Yushu immediately called the housekeeper, asked for the "Genealogy of the Clan", and asked the imperial physician to take care of it, and went to the study with Zhao Yifeng to see if he could find any clues.

Looking through the "Genealogy of the Clan" again, my thoughts seem to return to the time when I first came, everything was like a spring, and the family was still happy at that time.But now, it's ridiculous and ironic to look through the "Genealogy of the Clan" in order to find out the real murderer, not for the sake of family relationship?

Zhao Yifeng stood quietly by the table, the sword around his waist contributed to the desolate night.

The person looking through the family tree in front of him did not change his eyebrows or his body, but his breath was clearly anxious and restless.

He wanted to hug him, give him some comfort, and tell him that Zhao Yifeng would always be by his side, but he swallowed the words again, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't say it, he didn't accept it.

All he can do is stay with him, because he said, he wants to handle it by himself.

Qingyu, do you know that this kind of you makes people feel distressed.

Zhao Yifeng was at a loss.

Jiang Yushu flipped through a list of relationships, going back and forth, feeling anxious, not knowing how much, all the information was from the family, and there were very few introductions.

Zhao Yifeng stared at him, and suddenly remembered what he hadn't said in the prince's mansion, "Qingyu, that incense powder is for women, do you want to check your second aunt, third aunt?"

Jiang Yushu raised his head, his body was tall and straight, his eyes rolled, and after a while, he tapped on the table with his fingers: "Okay!"

The two looked through a relationship map, but couldn't find a clue. The woman's information was too scarce, so they could only arrange for someone to go out of the house to inquire.After the discussion, Zhao Yifeng arranged for someone to investigate the family backgrounds of Jiang Feng and Jiang Qu.