Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

"Brother what did you say?"

After sending Song Fuling back to the Taifu's mansion, he turned back after hearing the sound for a long time, and told his servants to tell Song Fuling what he saw in the sea of ​​fire.

"You said..." Song Fuling narrowed his voice, "There is nothing under his crotch?"

"That's right." The scene was very chaotic at that time, Xie Miao was only covered with a silk robe and then pushed out, water was still dripping all over his body.If he hadn't subconsciously covered his lower body with his hands, he wouldn't have noticed such details when he heard the sound.

Song Fuling frowned: "This matter is of great importance, brother, are you sure you read it correctly?"

Hearing the sound, his eyesight was astonishing, so he could see the movement clearly: "No."

"This matter..." Song Fuling took a long breath, pushed the wheel and walked towards the window, extremely shocked.

It's not that he doubts the authenticity of Wen Sheng's words, it's just that he can't accept it for a while.

At this moment, Song Fuling thought a lot, and couldn't help but said to himself: "This is wrong, this is wrong... I have never heard of the attack on King Yi, so why did you lose your life?"

Hearing the sound, he pondered for a moment and said, "What if it wasn't attacked?"

"It's not being attacked, what else could it be..." The voice stopped abruptly, Song Fuling blinked and guessed: "Could it be torture?"

Wen Sheng: "Most likely."

If you want to determine how credible a suspicion is, before you investigate it, you need to see how consistent it is with logic.

There is no child in Yi Wang's mansion, and he doesn't like others to approach when taking a bath, and the rootless people basically don't run away.

I also saw that he had an affair with the crown prince Xie Xunyin. Besides, how could there be only one concubine in the prince's mansion without heirs?As King Yi's elder brother, Emperor Qing would never sit idly by.

There is only one reason for indifference, Emperor Qing knew the inside story, and he did it himself!

This combing made Song Fuling break out in a cold sweat. He thought of Emperor Qing, who was gentle and elegant in front of his courtiers, always looking like everything was easy to discuss. He didn't expect to show such a ruthless side to his own brother.

Why?Mostly for the word "peace of mind".

He was suddenly glad that he was in the guild hall just now, and he dismissed his idea of ​​overthrowing the country without even thinking about it.If he really sits in that position, no one can guarantee that his brother will have no grudges against him.

Now this is very good, even for a moment, Song Fuling didn't even want to be a powerful official, and after being wronged and rehabilitated, it would be a good way to retreat with her brother...

Thinking a little too far, Song Fuling's puzzled expression receded a lot, and finally came back to the topic: "In this way, the two brothers are not as harmonious as they seem. After suffering such a great humiliation, he can still bear it..."

Hearing the sound nodded: "It can be seen that you read it correctly before the Shangyuan Festival. He probably has resentment towards the prince, not just the prince."

Song Fuling still couldn't figure out one thing: "Ordinary people can't bear such a big humiliation, but he has been submissive in front of the Holy One for more than ten years. It is impossible not to hate him. What is he waiting for?"

Hearing the sound, he recovered from his contemplation: "Whether he really doesn't care or is waiting for an opportunity, this matter needs to be investigated more carefully. The Huachuan Clubhouse he often goes to must be visited by all people, especially the ones who serve him closely. Prostitute."

"I know." Song Fuling replied, "Leave this matter to me."

Hearing the sound, he suddenly thought: "The crown prince needs some snacks, if Xie Miao attacks the crown prince, you must keep the crown prince."

"Why?" Song Fuling was puzzled, if the crown prince was really harmed by King Yi, wouldn't it be just retribution?

"There is still room for him to reverse the case in the future," Wen Sheng said, "to gain his trust, there is another way out."

It can't be said that the crown prince is already on guard against you. If you continue to be so lukewarm, you may be rejected right before your eyes, so how can you talk about overturning the case?

Song Fuling thought for a while, and agreed, "Okay."

The two brothers talked at night in the house, while the two on the other side who thought they had caused trouble dared not return home for a long time.

After leaving from West Bridge, Ji Han didn't bring little Fusang back to the Hou's mansion, let alone dare to say anything, he just likes cruises, and he can't wait to stay on them for the rest of his life.

"Uncle Ji, when are we going home?" Little Fusang's slightly sleepy voice sounded in the cramped space, and she yawned with sleepy eyes: "If I don't come back so late, I should be in a hurry."

"Hush——" Ji Han signaled her to be silent, and he answered cautiously: "Now you may be beaten when you go back. If you are sleepy, go to bed first."

Just now, he caught a glimpse on the river, and he vaguely saw the figure of Wen Sheng, who knew that this person would also come to the West Bridge tonight?Who knew that the fireworks were set off properly, why did he fly uncontrollably into the courtyard as soon as he passed by?

I don't know if I heard the sound and saw the movement on the boat, so Ji Han didn't want to risk a new life and go back to the Hou Mansion.

"Then can we go out to sleep?" Little Fusang tentatively asked, "It feels so stuffy in the closet..."

Hearing this, Ji Han quietly opened a slit, and a faint light came in through the slit, and vaguely saw a large and a small huddled together inside: "That's all right, if you have nothing to worry about, go to sleep first."

Little Fusang: "..."

Seeing that she seemed unhappy, Ji Han tried to pat her head: "Sleep..."

It was also because he was too sleepy that he didn't have the energy to argue with this person, and little Fusang finally fell asleep under Ji Han's unfamiliar patting.

It didn't take long for the cabinet to fall into complete silence, but Ji Han didn't dare to relax at all, staring at the gap, the cabinet was facing the door, if someone came in, he would be sure to find it immediately.

At the beginning, he was still very energetic. He changed a few positions halfway, and returned to lying down before dawn.

However, no matter how he changed his posture, his eyes were still fixed on the direction of the door.

After the room was illuminated by the morning light, there was finally a strange noise from the door that lifted Ji Han's spirits——

dong dong.

The drowsiness disappeared immediately, and Ji Han put his ears on the cabinet door, and soon heard someone say: "Young Master Ji, Young Master Ji? It's already dawn, and it's time for our ship to go back to the pier to rest."

It's the steward of the ship.

Ji Han was afraid of being deceitful, so he didn't say anything, but he heard the steward yelling a few more times, and when he saw no one answered, he opened the door to look. The bedding and bed in the room were still in order, as if he hadn't been there long ago.

The manager was a little confused: "Huh? Did you knock on the wrong room?" After finishing speaking, he closed the door and left, asking about other people.

Ji Han retracted his ears and was a little puzzled, why didn't he seem to find him when he heard the sound?Could it be that he didn't see himself at all yesterday, and he was thinking too much about everything?

"He really doesn't know anything, does he?" Ji Han felt annoyed at the thought of how he had stayed up all night and how twisted he was hiding in the closet.

He couldn't help but want to curse, but he was afraid of waking up the little Fusang in his arms, so he forcibly held back.But is he someone who endures humiliation?

After holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it back, raised his hand to cover Xiao Fusang's ears, and said, "Damn it, the dog man heard it!"

Fu Yanhou Mansion.

It's not that he didn't notice the dog man in Ji Han's mouth, but he didn't want to trouble Ji Han at all. Speaking of which, he was able to find out the secret of King Yi thanks to that fire.

Although he felt that it was too much for the two of them not to return all night, Wen Sheng didn't have the extra energy to look for them, because at the moment those matchmakers and official wives who crowded the door really made him too busy to take care of himself.

Early this morning, there was a rumor in the Ridaojing that spread in the marketplace.

It was rumored that the back house of the upstart Fuyan Hou Yingshi was empty, and there was no one close to him to wait on him, just because he met a fisherman's girl when he was in Jiangzhou, and the two fell in love with each other.

Once the fisherman's girl died, only a young lady was left by Hou Ye's side. Hou Ye was so sad that he just talked with old memories every day for comfort. He was really a rare infatuated person in the world!

The rumors are vivid, as if they were there when Wen Sheng and the fisherman's girl fell in love with each other.

In short, Wensheng has been rumored by the market as a saint with deep affection and loyalty, so that the threshold was almost broken by Lalang's matchmaker early in the morning.

So where is the energy to find Ji Han?

Although he knew that this was Song Fuling's deliberate effort to suppress the rumors of the Second Duke of Taling from the common people in the market, but who would have expected that it would be done in such a way.

How can I hear the sound?It's not just that he can only use his tricks to carry such a character.

After a while, Ji Han finally came back over the wall with Little Fusang, only to be caught by someone who was practicing arrows in the front yard.

thump——

The arrow hit the bull's-eye accurately. If Ji Han's landing position was a little bit off, the arrow would have pierced his chest without accident.

"..." Ji Han looked at the dangling arrow tail beside him, and didn't speak for a long time.

It was the little Fusang who broke the embarrassment with a laugh from above his head: "Daddy! Why are you still practicing archery at such a late hour?"

She cupped Ji Han's chin and smiled innocently.Only Ji Han knew through her tense face that she was actually guilty as hell.

Wen Sheng didn't question them as they expected, but drew out another arrow and put it on the bow: "Have you eaten dinner yet?"

"Can I still..."

Little Fusang was interrupted by Ji Han before he finished speaking: "Eat! It's okay, let's go back to the backyard."

After finishing speaking, he covered Little Fusang's mouth and left like a gust of wind.

"Hmm! Mmmmmmm..." Little Fusang couldn't understand, and after he could speak, he couldn't help asking: "What are you blocking me for? Didn't you say that Dad doesn't know? I can still have another meal!"

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat," Ji Han kept on stepping, "Didn't you see that dog man's face looks like he has eaten shit? Be careful if you don't eat your mouth, you will be angry instead!"

Little Fusang pursed her lips: "You're yelling at me again... you said you'd better not scold me! I'm going to tell dad that you called him a dog... huh!"

A cool wind blew by, leaving only the swaying solitary lamp blinking in the corridor.

Two days later, the Palace of Qinzheng was bustling with people. Just now, the court officials left the palace in twos and threes. They heard that they were going to be on duty at the Ministry of Punishment today. When they left the palace gate, they were told that King Yi was waiting.

Xie Miao sat in the carriage and waved towards Wen Sheng from a distance.

After the fire that day, he only rested for two days, so he should have just recovered.

"I have seen His Royal Highness Yi Wang." Hearing the sound, he saluted across the carriage.

"You don't need to be too polite, Lord Hou, come up quickly, I haven't thanked Lord Hou for saving my life, so I'm going to have a drink today no matter what!" Xie Miao gestured and stretched out his hand.

"Ying Xun is on official business, so it's not good to leave without authorization. I'm afraid I will disappoint His Highness's kindness today." Hearing the sound, he already guessed what Xie Miao would say, most likely because he had doubts about what happened that night.

"It won't delay Lord Hou for long. Afterwards, the king will naturally go to the emperor to plead guilty. So how can Lord Hou still refuse me?"

That is naturally impossible.

Hearing the sound, he told the servant who served the horse and got into the carriage.The two quickly went to the nearest Yile Building.

Not long after the wine was served, Xie Miao joked, "Marquis Fuyan is very popular these days, I heard that the wives of the official media in the city have had a lot of rejection at your house?"

Hearing the sound, he showed a somewhat disturbed expression: "It's just a rumor in the market, His Highness must never believe it."

"Hahaha..." Xie Miao laughed loudly: "This shows the prestige of Marquis Fuyan in the hearts of the people. Come, drink."

Wen Sheng didn't drink too much, and took the initiative to pass Xie Miao a probing words: "I heard that Tangquan Guild Hall is very popular with His Highness, and I don't know if there is any plan to rebuild it in the future?"

"Naturally it needs to be rebuilt," Xie Miao raised his glass again, "I haven't officially thanked Fu Yanhou for his rescue."

"It's a little effort." Hearing the sound, he returned the salute.

After drinking a glass of wine, Xie Miao finally talked about today's purpose: "The king was unconscious that night, and in a trance, he saw that it was Fu Yanhou who fished the king out of the soup spring, but the servants at home said no, and they didn't know what happened. Is it because the king didn't see it clearly, or are they so daring to claim credit in front of the king indiscriminately?

If it's the latter, I will have to ask them to settle the score, Fu Yanhou must tell the truth. "

To put it simply, I asked Wen Sheng if he had entered the room at that time. If he had entered, he would naturally know everything. He was afraid that something unexpected would happen to Wen Sheng if he went out of this door, so he absolutely could not admit it.

"The steward of the mansion is loyal to His Highness, Ying Xun is ashamed, he did not enter the room that night." Wen Sheng told the truth.

Wen Sheng explained: "Because Mr. Song was still waiting in the front yard, Ying was afraid that the fire would spread, and Mr. Song was unable to move. Seeing that His Highness came out safe and sound, he immediately took Mr. Song back to Beizheng Street."

While answering, Xie Miao kept looking at Wen Sheng's expression, and when the words fell, he also looked away, pouring wine while saying: "As far as this king knows, Fu Yanhou had a lot of trouble with Mr. Song when he came to Beijing, what now? It seems to be quite close? Could it be that there is some personal relationship?"

Hearing the sound, he was already prepared: "Your Highness, Ying Shi appreciates Mr. Song's talent, everyone in Jiangzhou puts reading first, and has always respected the number one scholar in the world.

Furthermore, Mr. Song is the crown prince and grand tutor, just for this, I should let go of my personal grievances and hope that he gets better. "

These words are extremely sincere, and fit Wen Sheng's character, Xie Miao can't find any mistakes, Wen Yan just nodded: "Fu Yanhou is passionate and has a clear distinction between public and private, in time, he will definitely become the right-hand man of the emperor."

"His Highness praises you."

After chatting for a while, Xie Miao didn't get any information that could confirm his inner suspicions, and he left after a short while on the grounds that he would not delay Wensheng's official duties.

When he left, he no longer had the tentative intention of coming, and seemed to have let go of his doubts about hearing the sound.

But Wen Sheng knew that Xie Miao did not let go of his vigilance so easily, and in a short time after that, he might not easily make a fuss about Xie Miao's "can't", otherwise he would be the first to suspect him.

He could only slowly lure Xie Miao to reveal himself, so that he would make a fuss about the prince Xie Xun again.

In the evening, I went to find Song Fuling, and I heard that he told him about the chat with Xie Miao. Unexpectedly, Song Fuling also meant the same thing: "In the past few days, I have investigated many restaurants and flower houses that King Yi often goes to, and I learned that every time the waiter Almost all the prostitutes who passed him had wounds on their bodies, and they couldn't see people for several days."

Wen Sheng: "Looking at it this way, it's not that I don't hate, but I'm just holding back and venting my resentment on others."

Mingming was extremely depressed, but he had no intention of revenge at all, which made Song Fuling think more: "Brother, do you think it is possible... His planned revenge is another kind? One kind not only includes Emperor Qing and the crown prince. revenge..."

He heard the meaning behind his words: "You mean he wants to... watch the Xie family fall from the throne?"

"The end of the road is not impossible." Just like himself.

Hearing the sound was indeed inspired, thinking of Xie Xun's cowardice and incompetence in the original plot, I'm afraid it was not only Song Fuling's handwriting, but Yi Wang also contributed a lot: "What do you think?"

Song Fuling smiled slightly: "Wait."

This waiting is not to do nothing, but to go against Xie Miao's expectations and teach the prince with all his heart. When the prince first shows his edge, Xie Miao should be impatient.

Impatient and out of control, Xie Miao may not know what he will do at that time.

Wen Sheng and Song Fuling's plans on this matter coincided with each other, but they didn't expect Xie Miao to be more tolerant than they expected, and they waited for three full years.

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