[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

Four people came dressed in official uniforms and held up tokens to push the crowd away. The leader kicked the person who had overthrown Ning Zuo and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Disturb the sky and the earth but not the officials.

The two big men covered their faces and ran into the hospital, slamming the door shut.

"Look again, I dug out your dog's eyes!"

One person helped Ning Zuo up, and Ning Zuo angrily pushed his helping hand away: "Don't touch me! Who are you?"

The other party nodded and replied: "The Lord is waiting for you in front, please move Wang An."

"Third Uncle?" Ning Zuo was surprised and delighted, took two steps with a limp, his right leg started to hurt, he stopped, the person behind handed him the crutch, and respectfully asked him to walk ahead.

Ning Zuo was led by them to the corner, and sure enough, the carriage of Duke Zhong's mansion was parked.

He Zhan was in the Jinchai House, and the person who came to report that Ning Zuo had left the mansion secretly, he sent someone to follow him all the way, but he didn't expect this little ancestor to cause trouble in the city.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and He Zhan saw Ning Zuo standing not far away with a cane.

Ning Zuo was so excited that he wanted to rush over, but he stopped in front of the carriage.

Does the third uncle know that he is not about An Wang?

He Zhan waved to him with a smile, and shouted, "Come up."

Ning Zuo climbed into the carriage slowly, He Zhan patted the dust on his robe, and asked, "Young prince, how can you fight in the downtown area?"

Ning Zuo was stunned when he heard the words, his right leg was hurting badly, the doctor's words "I'm afraid these legs won't get better" came to his mind, the denial and reluctance to admit defeat just now all disappeared at the moment he saw He Zhan It turned into tears, and the imposing seven-foot man cried like a child.

Emperor Jing Zhao was busy with political affairs, and the queen could not leave the palace easily. He was recuperating in the mansion, surrounded by servants.When Jiang Guo's envoy came to visit, everyone's attention was focused on Ning You alone, and that was the attention he deserved.So Ning Zuo didn't take it to heart at first, but he knew that his leg could no longer return to normal, and all the grievances for many days turned into resentment, which made him burst into tears and chatter his teeth.

He leaned on He Zhan's lap and cried, "Uncle, my leg...my leg..."

"It's okay." He Zhan said softly, stroking Ning Zuo's back, "It's okay."

"Uncle, someone is going to kill me... The crossbow is going to cripple my legs. If I didn't hide in time, I might not even be able to walk." He didn't have a chance to tell anyone these words. Zhan's robe, looking at him with red eyes, "Someone wants to kill me!"

"The emperor will find the person who harmed you, and the minister is also by your side, don't be afraid."

Ning Zuo whimpered, and He Zhan patted him on the back lightly, as if coaxing a child, He Zhan said: "The prince must be steady, the enemy is in the dark, and the most important thing for the prince at present is to do nothing , even if you know something, you have to pretend not to know."

"But..." Ning Zuo sat up, his brows furrowed, "When will we wait?"

"Someone put a knife in your heart, no matter what, you have to bear it." He Zhan knelt in front of Ning Zuo on one knee, put his hand on the knee of his right leg, stared at him with unfathomable eyes, "Don't hear with your ears, don't look with your eyes, and feel at ease in the mansion to raise your legs."

Ning Zuo punched his leg and roared angrily, "What's the difference between me and a cripple now!"

"Even if you're lame, it's better than nothing. You can still stand up." He Zhan held his fist and said again, "You must obey me."

Ning Zuo pursed his lips and lowered his eyes: "...I will listen to Uncle."

"Good boy." He Zhan got up and rubbed his head as usual.

Ning Zuo said in a low voice: "Uncle, can you go to see Qianqian for me? She... this pregnancy is very hard, and she hasn't given birth yet. I'm afraid that my second brother won't be able to take good care of her."

"it is good."

He Zhan responded and sent Ning Zuo back to Prince An's Mansion.

Ning Zuo really did what Zhan said and stopped making trouble, and actively cooperated with the doctor's treatment to take good care of his injured leg.

When the spring breeze turned warm, Ning You did not know what method he used to get the emperor to agree that He Zhan would no longer teach the princes in the harem, and only be responsible for teaching the prince.He Zhan didn't need to go to the palace any more, but went to the prince's mansion every day to teach him from chess to archery.

Therefore, He Zhan had the opportunity to understand the situation in the prince's mansion. Ning You did a good job as the prince, even treating the servants in the mansion similar to Ning Zuo.If he hadn't personally verified that the so-called King An was actually Ning Zuo in the carriage that day, He Zhan would have thought that he was delusional.

It rained on the day when Fang Qianqian gave birth, and He Zhan was stranded in the prince's mansion and couldn't go back. When he was about to have dinner in the prince's mansion, the servant hurried to the study, saying that the princess slipped in the rain, I am afraid that the fetus in the womb will not be kept.

Ning You hurriedly called the midwife and the imperial doctor to come, blood poured out basin after basin, He Zhan stood outside the door with Ning You, even looking at him was shocking.Perhaps Ning You was really anxious, he kept pacing outside the door, clenched his hands tightly, his brows were full of worry.

The midwife knelt down in front of Ning You tremblingly, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, Your Highness, you can make up your mind! Only one can be kept... The Crown Princess means that you must keep the young one."

Ning You shouted angrily: "What are you talking about! I want their mother and child to be safe, and everyone must live!"

Midwife: "The crown princess slipped and injured her fetus. Your Highness...only one can be saved."

A little servant girl ran out from inside, knelt down in front of Ning You, and said, "Your Majesty wants to see you... Your Highness... go and see her..."

Ning You frowned, and walked in quickly, the ground was in a mess, Fang Qianqian was lying on the bed, his eyes were empty looking at the top of the bed, his face was bloodless.Ning You sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead with his cuff: "You will be fine."

"Grandpa, hug me...will you?" She was so angry that her eyes were blurred.The person who was originally as beautiful as a flower is now like a paper puppet whose soul has been pulled out, and is about to lose its last breath.

Ning You held her upper body and let Fang Qianqian lean into his arms.

"At that time...was it you?"

"what?"

Fang Qianqian asked: "...was it you who gave me the umbrella back then?"

When the apricot blossoms were raining lightly, it seemed as if a tangled red thread had fallen from the sky, pulling her husband out of the rain curtain and leading him to her.

Unlike just now, Ning You didn't have any panic on his face. Hearing Fang Qianqian's questioning, he finally answered: "It's me."

"...At that time, thank you. He is not like you. The concubine took one room after another, and I have to wait for him night after night." Fang Qianqian's eyes were already darkening, and she said with trembling lips, "Baby, Please be sure... to take good care of my child..."

She has nothing else to think about, she just wants to marry the person she likes in this life.

The moment Ning Zuo lifted her red hijab, she knew that she might have recognized the wrong person, but when Ning Zuo saw her, his expression was so happy, he looked like a young boy with a high spirit, and he held her in his palm like a treasure , love more.

She thought this was fine, but no matter how great the favor was, it would gradually fade away.

When Ning Zuo took the first concubine, she saw Ning You who looked exactly like Ning Zuo at the banquet, and she couldn't laugh or cry, that's when she realized that God would play tricks on people like this.

Others can't tell the difference, but the person next to the pillow can always detect one or two.What's more, Ning Zuo was someone she had treated with all her heart. If it was a different person, how could she not be able to tell the difference?

Ning You is fine, since he came to the mansion, those concubines who relied on favor no longer dared to show off their power in front of her, she seemed to have returned to the wedding, and tasted the feeling of being pampered in the past.

She reached out to touch Ning You's face, and smiled half bitterly: "I hope that in the next life, the red thread will not be tied wrong..."

Fang Qianqian gave birth to a little princess.

When the queen, Fang Yuexiu and others heard the news, her body had lost the last trace of warmth.Fang Yuexiu stood behind the screen, her face full of grief, and Fang Qianqian's mother was already lying on the bedside, weeping uncontrollably.The queen sat aside and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and all the servants in the room kneeling were crying.

Only Ning You stood in the pavilion with no expression on his face.

The servant held an umbrella for He Zhan, and he put his hands in his sleeves, looked at Ning You in the pavilion in the distance, and called out: "Your Highness."

Ning You turned around, tears had already fallen, and her eyes were red.He Zhan walked up to him and said in a low voice, "My condolences to Your Highness."

Ning You choked with sobs: "Third Uncle, I'm sorry for her...I didn't treat her well..."

He Zhan patted him on the shoulder: "The dead are gone, but the living are like this. She left her life to that child. You will love her well in the future."

The story of Fang Qianqian's fragrance and jade death was spread to Prince An's Mansion before He Zhan.

Ning Zuo was walking in the garden, and when he heard the news, if he hadn't been supported by others, he would have fallen to his knees.He didn't cry, but just looked around blankly, seeing Fang Qianqian's appearance everywhere, but he couldn't find it anywhere.

In front of the servant, he forcefully suppressed his sobs, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How could it be? Wasn't it always good before?"

"I heard that the princess accidentally slipped and fell."

The knuckles of Ning Zuo's hand holding the cane turned white, and his hand trembled uncontrollably. Finally, he said in a calm voice: "The king's injury is not healed, so I can't go there in person, so I sent someone to take a look, comfort the prince, and let him ...sad..."

The servant nodded and retreated, Ning Zuo called him and asked, "Son... is the child okay?"

"It's a little princess, everything is fine."

"Okay, okay." Ning Zuo waved his hand and sent people back.When there was no one around, the servant who accompanied Ning Zuo asked, "Master, do you want to go?"

"...Go back to the study."

Ning Zuo asked someone to clear his surroundings, leaving him alone in the study.The not-so-bright light came out from the closed window and fell on the desk in front of him. He sat quietly for a long time, but the pent-up anger in his heart didn't dissipate, on the contrary, it grew bigger and bigger.

He ruthlessly swept the books on the case to the ground, his anger broke out like a flood, and he crazily smashed the things in the study.The right leg has been able to walk for a long time without crutches, so this anger swept every corner of the study like a strong wind.

The treasures on the Bogu shelf were swept down by him, and he accidentally touched something. Ning Zuo only heard the rumbling sound of rolling out of it, and the Bogu shelf slowly opened, revealing a dark hole in front of him. , Ning Zuo stopped all his movements in shock.

He opened his eyes wide and looked into the darkness, never expecting that there is actually a secret room here.Holding on to his right leg, he limped in. The room was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

He saw a crane lantern from the door, and after lighting it with a torch, the whole room lit up.I don't know what kind of structure it is here, but the pearl on the top seems to have borrowed the light of a crane lamp, shining like daytime.

He turned the corner and looked towards the most open place in the room. He was startled by a figure that suddenly emerged from the darkness. He suddenly shrank back a few steps, but found that the figure hadn't moved.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a lifelike clay sculpture.There are several young deer around the feet of the clay sculpture. The deer is carved out of wood, but the skin on its body is real leather. From a distance, it is a happy scene of "Ren Lu He Shou", but it makes Ning Zuo feel horrified.

Looking around, the four walls are covered with scrolls, the meticulous brushwork is amazing, and the people in the paintings seem to be alive, as if they will walk out of the scrolls in the next moment.

Ning Zuo was so startled that he couldn't breathe, his eyes were wide open, as if he had peeped into a secret that had been hidden in the darkness.

Because everything here, whether it's wood carvings or paintings, is a person...

It's all... He Zhan...