Prince Regent's husband

Yin Lian's heart skipped a beat, and she sent the housekeeper away before saying, "You go down first, if the yamen servants refuse to let you go, you go with them and settle the matter."

She took it as a trivial matter and didn't take it to heart.

The housekeeper naturally had no objection, and went out to negotiate with the yamen servant.

"How did things work out?"

The old mother rubbed her immobile knees and said, "The little thief ran away as soon as he left the house. When we found out, it was too late, and we were thrown away in a few alleys."

Yin Lian slammed the scissors into the wooden table, "You mean to let him escape?!"

The old nanny nodded with difficulty.

Yin Lian stared, she couldn't think too much about time, and said in a panic: "We can't let him escape, we must find him, otherwise there is no guarantee that he will leak out!"

"Madam, don't worry, the guards are already looking for it. The reason is that a thief broke into Madam's yard and stole a lot of jewels."

"That's good." Yin Lian subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, but for some reason, her heartbeat still couldn't stop.

The old butler finally came to the yamen with the yamen servant, and he frowned in disgust when he saw the crowds of people watching the theater outside.

The yamen servant spoke in the ear of the master book, and the master book relayed it to the magistrate.

The magistrate looked at the haughty butler below, "Why didn't Mrs. Jiang come here in person?"

The housekeeper turned his nostrils to the sky: "What is the identity of the madam, and what is the place here, the madam is not free, and I will handle all the power."

The magistrate didn't show much expression. Since he was promoted to an official position in the imperial capital, he had long been prepared to face pressure from various powers, even a group of servants who looked down on others.

It is not easy to be the magistrate of Dachu, let alone want to be a good official with integrity.

"Mrs. Jiang's behavior was bad. She murdered Mrs. Jin Ruijin and the homeless man. As a housekeeper, what is your position?"

The butler flicked his sleeves and denied it, "It's nonsense, Mrs. Jiang's status doesn't allow you, a beggar, to make irresponsible remarks."

But A Huan smiled deliberately, "You deny what you are doing so quickly, I haven't said anything yet."

The butler's face froze for a moment, and he could turn black and white without knowing the facts.

"You said you found Mrs. Jiang murdered. Excuse me, did you witness it with your own eyes?"

"You still need to witness this?" A Huan sneered, "Even a beggar knows that Mrs. Jin is kind-hearted, so how could she do something out of character."

"What you say is just what you think. I've seen people like you a lot. Could it be that you want to blackmail, but in the end it turns into a splash of sewage."

Unconvinced, Ah Huan took out the paper aggressively and waved it around to the people, revealing the bright red private seal.

Most people are holding the mentality of watching a joke, and there is no definite answer.

"Deliberately leave a note to let me go, let me take it lightly, and then send someone to follow, otherwise I will be a corpse now!"

The housekeeper quickly snatched the paper into his hand, opened it, and it was clear at a glance whether the private seal was true or not.

"You treat a fake private seal as a treasure. Apart from extorting money and slandering it, I really can't think of why you are making such a big fuss."

"Master Zhifu should also take a look to see who is the good guy and who is the bad guy."

The yamen servant submitted it, and the magistrate read it quickly, shaking his head not knowing what to say.

The old housekeeper smiled, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, slandering court officials is punishable by death. This madam of a first-rank official who spread rumors doesn't know what the law should be like?"

The magistrate hesitated, and looked back and forth between the two, "If it is serious, it will be exiled, and if it is light, it will be imprisoned."

"I hope the magistrate will do what he says. There are still things in the house, so I will not accompany you."

Although it was hot in summer, the scenery on the lake was excellent, and Jiang Yanshu was fascinated by it.

He still wants to look outside again, but he can't, if he continues, he will fall down.

While watching, Jiang Yanshu beat his waist and limb sockets with his hands.

Seeing this, Jun Jie pressed his palm up, "Lumbar pain?"

"Well, it seems that I have been in the carriage for too long," Jiang Yan slowly turned his body, and buried most of his face in Jun Xie's chest.

I didn't feel it at first, but now I feel uncomfortable when I sit on my waist.

"Sit down," Jun Jie patted Jiang Yanshu's buttocks, and let the two brothers sit facing him. "The backache is the most likely to occur if the posture is wrong. Don't do nothing, but you will be sick."

Jiang Yanshu pursed his lips and remained silent, his eyes staring at Junxie for a moment, he felt that the prince was insinuating.

The palms moved vigorously from top to bottom, and then circled, the sore waist and limbs gradually relaxed, and the comfortable Jiang Yanshu wanted to drowsy.

"Little thing?" Jun Jie pinched Jiang Yanshu's delicate nose and called out tentatively.

Jiang Yanshu was half awake and half dazed. After a while, his eyelids moved, and he muttered, "Don't call me little..."

"That's Yanyan?" Jun Jie stopped massaging, and played with his hair.

"Hmm...um," Jiang Yanshu smacked his lips, his chaotic brain could barely discern what Jun Xie was talking about, and he nodded unsteadily, "Yanyan sounds nice."

Jun Jie sneered, "How can you praise yourself like that."

Jiang Yanshu hummed twice and said nothing, his white and tender skin seemed to be able to pinch water, and he was still lying on his chest, and the red marks printed by the material could be seen on his cheeks.

"I seem to have interrupted my uncle and aunt's good business." The visitor was dressed in plain clothes, opened the bead curtain and saw the posture of the two, and thought of going to the other side.

Jun Jie raised his eyes, covered his brother's ears, and Jiang Yanshu, who was a little startled, twisted and went back to sleep.

Only then did Jun Xie speak: "Can't you be gentle?"

"I'm not a know-it-all, so I don't know what Uncle Huang is doing on the boat." Jun Moyu sat opposite, from this angle he could only see his brother's thin back.

Seeing that Jiang Yanshu wasn't woken up, Jun Yao wrapped one hand around Xiaodong's waist, and patted Jiang Yanshu's back with the other, "How long are you going to stay this time?"

Jun Moyu sipped his wine in one gulp, didn't have eyes to look at the two people on the opposite side, and shifted his gaze to the lake outside the window, "I don't know, it would be best if we can go to the border sooner."

"You don't have to come back at all, and wait for the next time. I don't know if there is a chance to go to the border."

"Father's health has not recovered, and this time he has been in a coma for more than ten days. If he doesn't return to Beijing, all the ministers in the court will give me a copy."

As a prince, stationing at the border to defeat the barbarians is not only a duty and an honor, but when the current emperor is critically ill, the more he performs on the battlefield, the effect is counterproductive, and there will be more malicious speculations.

"Be careful, the Tiger Talisman needs to be handed over this time, otherwise the emperor will not feel at ease."

Even if he is lingering on the dragon bed, the emperor will miss his country.

A trace of blood flashed faintly in Jun Moyu's eyes, "Thank you, uncle, for your guidance, but I plan to go to court tomorrow, so I will hand in the tiger amulet. If I can't get it, I can't just take advantage of the eldest prince."

He has no intention of being emperor, but it doesn't mean that he is a fool to let others slaughter him. The eldest prince regards him as an imaginary enemy and targets him everywhere, not to mention, this time when he returned to Beijing, he encountered many interceptions and killings on the way.

Jun Yao's eyes were deep, and he didn't say much, "You just need to think about it clearly, but it's just that the tiger charm is handed over, and it's hard to get it back."

"Of course." Jun Moyu said with a smile.

When Jiang Yanshu woke up, he instinctively rubbed against Jun Xie, and the raised hair on the top of his hair rubbed against Jun Xie's neck.

Jun Jie lowered his head and saw that Jiang Yanshu had closed his eyes, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Yanshu didn't speak.

Jun Xie raised his eyebrows and continued to stare at him.

Gradually, Jiang Yanshu felt uncomfortable being stared at. He opened his eyes and stared at the man with a thin layer of powder on his cheeks.

Jun Jie looked closely at Jiang Yanshu, and could see the fine hairs on his face, "I woke up and didn't talk, because I want the king to call you personally?"

"No," Jiang Yanshu turned her head and hummed arrogantly.

It was also because of this twist that Jiang Yanshu's peripheral vision entered a person.

Jun Moyu on the opposite side had a straight face, expressionless as if he was watching and didn't seem to be watching.

Jiang Yanshu: "!"

Since when did there be more people?

He quickly hid his face in Jun Xie's arms.

Jun Jie changed his posture, hugged Jiang Yanshu horizontally, and introduced Jun Moyu to him, "This is the second prince who is stationed at the border. He will return to Beijing early today."

Jiang Yanshu nodded dumbfounded, wishing he could hide what he did just now.

"It's okay, he won't care." Jun Xie saw Jiang Yanshu's embarrassment, and comforted him softly.

The corners of Jun Moyu's eyes twitched, and he deeply doubted whether the regent was possessed, or he was dazzled by this scene.

No wonder Jiang Yanshu greeted awkwardly when they met in the suburbs: "The second prince is well."

Xu is the son of the Lian family, Jun Moyu is the same as Jun Yao, tall and tall, maybe he has been fighting all the year round, compared to him, he is rougher, far less powerful than Jun Yao, yet handsome.

While Jiang Yanshu sized Jun Moyu up, he was also sized up by the other party.

Jun Moyu couldn't help but look at Jiang Yanshu a few more times, he thought that the rumor was deliberately made up, from sitting down to now, he only thought that Jiang Yanshu had good looks.

It never occurred to him that Jun Xi attached great importance to the little brother in his arms, and his deeds were astounding.

Jun Moyu pretended to cough to break the strange atmosphere, "I just heard an interesting story on the way here."

Jun Xi casually asked, "So?"

"If you want to tell Uncle Huang, just serve the food and drink."

"If you want to say it, just say it, the king doesn't have that much patience to ask."

"Uncle Huang is still so boring, I wonder if it was Uncle Huang himself just now."

Jun Jie didn't explain, just said: "This is different."

Jun Moyu clicked his tongue, "I heard that someone came to the yamen to slander the first-rank prime minister's wife and kill innocent people indiscriminately. I don't know if this is true, but the rumors are very powerful. There is a kind of false claim that it is true. the meaning of."

"Then what do you think, is this true or not?" Jun Jie picked up a piece of lettuce, put sliced ​​meat and sauce in it, put a vegetable leaf in it, wrapped it into a ball, and fed it to Jiang Yanshu.

The latter is used to opening his mouth to bite, and he will eat whatever Jun Xi feeds him, and he doesn't seem to be picky at all.

Jun Moyu's eyes were very complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It took me a while to find my own voice, "I don't dare to jump to conclusions without finding out the facts, but one thing is for sure, this Mrs. Jiang is not a kind person."

After Jiang Yanshu heard the general idea, he asked the man beside him, "Arranged by the prince?"

"Doesn't Yan Yan feel that it is the most desperate thing for the bad guys to use their own way to deal with their own body?"