Broken Iron Clothes

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Everyone suddenly stopped and looked somewhere together.

But Cen Yu didn't want to take matters into his own hands, and he didn't want to offend these noble sons. He planned to leave without seeing anything, but he didn't expect Jiang Shiqing to yell out, so he turned around and smiled: "It's time for the sun to rise, why is Mr. Yan still here?" If you didn't go back to the mansion, it's better to go back earlier, lest Yan Shangshu be impatient."

Before Yan Lingyong could react, Jiang Shiqing took the opportunity to break away from his trapped hand and hid beside Cen Yu: "Cen Xuezheng, don't leave! You, please help me..."

A few teenagers became timid and sneaked away, but Yan Lingyong didn't care. He knew that after Liu Zhaoye's accident, the Yan family had a good momentum. He hugged Jiang Shiqing's shoulders.

"Let's play around, Cen Xuezheng doesn't need to care about it," Yan Lingyong said deliberately, "Father was very satisfied with the huanghuali root carving that Cen Xuezheng sent last time, and he remembers your thoughts every day."

Cen Yu understood, and turned around to leave: "Mr. Yan is concerned, so Cen won't bother everyone."

"Cen Xue... um..." Jiang Shiqing tried to pull Cen Yu's sleeve, but Yan Lingyong covered his mouth and directly locked his neck and dragged him back.

Jiang Shiqing's throat was locked, and there was a sense of suffocation in his chest. He choked but couldn't cough out a sound. He wanted to vomit more and more, and his eyes were full of water.But the strength in Yan Lingyong's hands became heavier. His veins bulged from being strangled, and his eyes gradually blurred. He could only reach out and flail wildly, hoping to grab a life-saving straw, but he couldn't do anything. He could only feel himself being crushed step by step. dragged into the mud.Hatred and grief filled his brain, and if he poured a little more into it, he would completely collapse.

"Three young masters!"

A familiar voice suddenly pulled him back to his senses.Jiang Shiqing tried his best to open his eyes and saw Uncle Ding's figure.

Uncle Ding invited Jiang Shiqing to pick him up today, but when he arrived half an hour early, he happened to meet other people who had left class, so he realized that today's class ended early.But he waited outside the Imperial Prison for a long time but did not see Jiang Shiqing coming out. Thinking of Jiang Shiqing's strange appearance, he forced his way in despite the obstacles.He followed the sound to find someone, but saw Jiang Shiqing being dragged by Yan Lingyong's group, so he hurried forward to stop him.

Yan Lingyong was pushed and almost fell, so he scolded: "Where did you come from!"

Uncle Ding protected Jiang Shiqing in front of him, and comforted him: "Third young master, don't be afraid..."

"Uncle Ding——" Jiang Shiqing burst into tears instantly, and threw herself into his arms, still trembling.

Uncle Ding realized that Jiang Shiqing had been bullied in the Imperial College all these years, so he yelled at Yan Lingyong: "You bully my young master with your family status, my prince and eldest princess will definitely not let it go!"

Yan Lingyong stood up straight, with an indifferent expression on his face: "Why did you just open your mouth, a lowly slave? Who bullied him, we were playing with him, and Cen Xuezheng knows it, right?"

Cen Yu wanted to get away, but he was stopped again, so he had to turn his head with a stiff face.

Uncle Ding looked at them and became angry: "What a Cen Xuezheng, although I, Ding, am a servant, I also know that teaching and educating people must not forget the teacher's morality. As a Xuezheng, you are watching my little son Being bullied, last time my young master was splashed with ink and got kicked for no reason, you were the one who indulged me, right?!"

Cen Yu managed to gain some momentum to climb up to the Yan family, and he couldn't tolerate any more mistakes at this time. Moreover, if he offended Yan Lingyong because of this, he would not be able to enter the door of Yan's mansion no matter how much he spent, so he instantly After clarifying his position, he straightened his body and yelled at Uncle Ding: "You are an unidentified slave who trespassed in the Imperial College, and it's fine if you don't obey the rules. If you still speak ill and hurt people here, you don't know how much you will be punished! "

Uncle Ding was not afraid at all: "If you want to fight, you can fight. Anyway, my young master has suffered. Whether you are from aristocratic families or royal family members, don't expect to get away. I will go back and report to my prince."

"Young master, let's go." As he said, Uncle Ding put his arms around Jiang Shiqing and got up and walked out the door.

When Cen Yu heard this, he became anxious, and immediately shouted sharply: "Come here! This servant broke into the Imperial College after drinking, was delirious, talked nonsense, pushed and pushed Mr. Yan, and even tried to kidnap the young master of Wei Xu's mansion, messing around with sticks." kill!"

Not long after, the guards rushed over, and before Jiang Shiqing could react, he felt that Uncle Ding was being dragged out. He grabbed Uncle Ding's sleeve like crazy, but still let him be dragged under the stick.

"Don't! Uncle Ding! Don't—" Jiang Shiqing struggled, shouting until his head became dizzy.But even though he tried his best to shout until he became hoarse, he was still trapped in the same place by his arms, and he could only hear his own roar mixed with the sound of the stick beating his flesh.

"I beg you! Cen Xuezheng, let him go! Help, he's going to die—" He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Cen Yu, begging him incoherently, with blood marks on his knees until he lay on the ground. The man who was caught couldn't breathe any more.

From a few steps away, Jiang Shiqing saw that Uncle Ding's eyes were closed tightly, blood was coming from his mouth and nose, he was still arched when he was dying, and he couldn't stand upright at all.There was a buzzing in his head, and Jiang Shiqing felt dizzy and completely lost his strength.After being thrown to the ground, he buried his head and curled up, trembling with fear.

Cen Yu went to Jiang Shiqing's side and knelt down, grabbed his back collar, then supported his head, forced him to open his eyes to look at the corpse in front of him, and said, "Mr. Lu has such a face, some blessings should be Accept it, it's not bad to hug Mr. Yan's legs, so the young master needs to know a little bit. After all, there is no shortage of heirs in the Weixu palace, let alone a righteous son. You also know your own background, and you should always remember your own. Status, King Wei Xu and the eldest princess can't protect you forever, everyone in this court is looking forward to the fall of Wei Xu's palace, if you say something that shouldn't be said, he will not be the only one who will be stick next time people."

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Cen Yu completely shirked all guilt.That day, he ordered someone to smell of alcohol on Uncle Ding's body, and then he personally sent Jiang Shiqing, who was crying faintly, back to the Weixu Palace, and went to the door to make amends, claiming that Uncle Ding went to the Imperial College to hurt people after drinking, and tried to drag him. Jiang Shiqing, the guards had no choice but to subdue him when they saw this, and the attack was too heavy for a while, causing casualties.

Naturally, Lu Sheng and the eldest princess didn't believe this statement, but Jiang Shiqing seemed to have lost his soul since he woke up, his eyes were dull, he didn't say a word, and he didn't want anyone to see his injuries, and he shrank to the foot of the bed all day long.

Only then did Lu Sheng think of the bruise on Jiang Shiqing's hand, and hearing that Yan Lingyong was there that day, he immediately went to Yan's residence.But Yan Youqian insisted that Yan Lingyong was also frightened when he was there that day. In addition, the people in the Imperial College had consistent confessions and they all protected Yan Lingyong. Uncle Ding was still a subordinate after all. It will only be perfunctory.

If he didn't get an explanation, Lu Sheng, holding back his anger, rushed into Yan Lingyong's room, grabbed the man by his collar and lifted him up, then threw his fist at the board of his bed, breaking a board.Yan Lingyong sat on the ground with shock and his legs were weak, and he didn't feel relieved until Lu Sheng left, and Yan Youqian was guilty at first, and he didn't dare to pursue it.

In the end, Uncle Ding's body was taken back by Wei Xu's palace, and he was buried on a selected day.After that day, Jiang Shiqing didn't have to go to the Imperial Prison anymore, but he became more and more in a trance, and one day he even went to the eldest princess's room to steal a pair of scissors back, and then sat in front of the mirror for a long time in a daze, Staring at the face in the mirror.

"Mr. Lu has such a face, he deserves some blessings."

This sentence lingered in his ears for several days, urging him to pick up the scissors and scratch this face.

But just when the tip of the knife was touching his cheek and was about to draw down the outline, the eldest princess happened to enter the door and saw this scene, so she rushed over and stopped him.

The eldest princess caressed the punctured cut on his face, feeling distressed and horrified, but in a blink of an eye, she saw tears welling up in the man's eyes, so she couldn't help but slap him twice, but it was difficult Suppressing his grief, he couldn't help crying while hugging him.

That night, the eldest princess guarded him all night, but when she woke up, she couldn't see Jiang Shiqing, and she panicked and searched all over the house.But when the eldest princess found Jiang Shiqing again, she saw that his face was covered with makeup and rouge, and his appearance was weird and funny.

Just when he was about to wipe his face, Jiang Shiqing suddenly broke away from him and hid in the room without making a sound. The eldest princess had to wipe his face with a damp cloth while he was asleep, and then stretched out her fingers to wipe the man's face. The brows that were still frowning after falling asleep were gently smoothed.

Since then, the first thing Jiang Shiqing did when he woke up every day was to take a look in front of the mirror, as if someone wanted to recognize his face and kill him.As long as he couldn't see that there was something painted on his face, he would turn around and look for makeup powder again.Later, the eldest princess put away all the makeup in the mansion, and Jiang Shiqing directly wiped the coal ash on his face, but he couldn't see that his face was clean for a moment.

Lu Sheng and the eldest princess searched for many doctors, but Jiang Shiqing did not see any improvement. It happened that the battle situation in the western region was urgent at this time, and Lu Sheng could not ignore the military situation, so he had to rush to Yingzhou for the time being. The madness gradually spread throughout the city.

On this day, Feng Ruoping went to the palace to visit Liu Zhaobi as usual.Liu Zhaobi's mother and concubine passed away early, so she grew up beside the Empress Dowager, but although the Empress Dowager had taken care of Liu Zhaobi for many years, she still favored Liu Zhaoye, Feng Ruoping ignored this, and still visited the palace every half a month back.

And Liu Zhaobi was already lonely, and usually only Liu Zhaoyu would seek him out occasionally for fun, but since Liu Zhaoye's accident, Liu Zhaoyu has never been here again.During this period of time Liu Zhaobi had no one to get close to, and it was really boring in the palace, seeing Feng Ruoping now, he felt much more at ease.

"Uncle, is cousin all right?" Liu Zhaobi asked.

Feng Ruoping sighed: "After working for so many years, it's still the job of escorting food and grass, what big things can happen."

Seeing him, Liu Zhaobi was not too happy, so he said: "These days, the emperor's grandmother is moaning and sighing, and the father is ill. The fifth elder brother stayed behind closed doors a few days ago. Recently, something happened to Wei Xu's palace. Uncle and cousin Brother, you should take care of your health."

Seeing that Liu Zhaobi was sensible, Feng Ruoping raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Bi'er is caring, uncle is naturally pleased, it's just that you still miss your good brother in your heart, and you don't know how much the matter of Wei Xu's palace has to do with Yan's mansion." Got some connections."

Liu Zhaobi couldn't understand, so he asked, "Why did uncle say that?"

Feng Ruoping took a deep breath, and said to him: "The young son of Wei Xu's mansion, Lu Xianfeng, went crazy in the Imperial College. Yan Lingyong and Cen Yu were among the people present at that time. They were in front of Lu Xianfeng that day. He beat to death a servant of Prince Wei Xu's mansion."

Not knowing the details of this incident before, Liu Zhaobi thought that the young master of Wei Xu's mansion had some kind of illness, but never thought that the truth was so cruel, so he frowned and said indignantly: "How could such a thing happen, isn't this just a blatant murder? "

Feng Ruoping shook his head: "What do you mean the prince violated the law and the common people are guilty of the same crime? Is it black or white? Or is it something they can break through with a few words? Everyone is dead, and the one who died is still a servant. Just give him some crimes." It's over."

"But Mr. Yan's crime," Liu Zhaobi suddenly said timidly, "what does it have to do with Fifth Brother?"

Feng Ruoping asked: "Do you know Cen Yu?"

Liu Zhaobi thought for a while and asked, "But Cen Xuezheng?"

"That's right," Feng Ruoping said, "he has sent many gifts to Yan's residence recently that he can't count with two hands, do you know why?"

Liu Zhaobi was still a young boy after all, so he couldn't figure out why, so he shook his head ignorantly.

Feng Ruoping knocked on the table as he spoke, his tone was uneven: "The prince fell into the river, and the fifth prince is trying to win the heir. Cen Yu took a fancy to the fifth prince, so he also leaned against the door of Yan's mansion to gain some fame. This is the beginning Have you come to protect Yan Lingyong?"

After speaking, he turned his head again, looked at Liu Zhaobi with pity on his face, and sighed: "The prince was favored by the queen mother before, and the fifth prince has the Yan family to advise him. It is a pity. If uncle and your cousin can be a little Good luck, you won't be alone in this harem without feeling any warmth."

Every word Feng Ruoping said pierced Liu Zhaobi's heart.It's not that Liu Zhaobi can't feel the empress dowager's unique love for Liu Zhaoye, but he's just been used to it. These years, he can neither see Liu Yun's expectations for him, nor feel the care of others, even if he puts his heart at ease Wide, but still not a little sunlight.He also yearns for warmth, but it seems that in the palace, everything has to be exchanged for power.

The hands covered under the sleeves were already sweating a lot. Liu Zhaobi grabbed the sleeves to cover up the unwillingness revealed. He struggled for a long time, but was finally convinced by the blazing heart that had been beating for 14 years in his chest I am willing to have a little more hope for this cold court.

"Uncle," Liu Zhaobi smiled cheerfully, "everything will be fine."

Feng Ruoping smiled helplessly: "I hope so."