Chapter 3: Sword Poetry Banquet
Being reprimanded on the spot was a trivial matter, and more importantly, after the incident, his wife Lu actually tied up her mother in a remote firewood room in private.
His wife, Lu, was jealous and cut off her mother's tongue with a knife, making her speechless for the rest of her life, and even broke her mother's right tendon.
In his previous life, after his mother was hit hard, she washed her face with tears all day long, and ended up depressed, and she didn't see the last face of Wu Wenhou until she died.
Jiang Louyue gasped, ran away, and rushed out of the door.
"Huh? Miss Seven, where are you going? You haven't dressed up yet, how can you just go out? ”
The maid put down the copper basin with hot water and chased it out with an anxious look.
Freshen up?
Jiang Louyue sneered secretly in her heart as she quickly ran towards the Peony Pavilion where the sword poetry banquet was held.
Where does she have any effort to groom and get dressed?!
At this moment, Jiang Louyue had only one thought in her heart, no matter what, she must stop her mother.
Jiang Louyue walked through the pavilions and pavilions and ran for a full quarter of an hour before arriving at the peony garden where the sword poetry banquet was being held.
"Bold!"
A majestic female voice sounded in the peony garden, and the voice was full of thick hostility, it was the wife Lu Shi.
"Jun left a thing, the name is acacia, this thing is a disease, and it is incurable. Pity me or not, let me not leave. The main wife, Lu, was dressed in a jeweled purple and red dress, and her expression was unruly, "Yinxi, as the concubine of Marquis Wu Wen, you dare to do this poem at the sword poetry banquet, prostitute yourself in public, and ask for love from Hou Ye, it is simply shameless!" ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.
Even the dozen or so marquis, dukes and viscounts who came to the sword poetry banquet, none of them dared to disobey the Lu family.
There is no other reason, Lu Linlang, the wife of the Marquis of Wuwen, is the sister of Prince Lu, and her identity is much more prominent than anyone here.
Jiang Louyue, dressed in white, was stunned, standing behind a peony, her eyes widened, and she looked at this scene in disbelief.
Eventually...... Still haven't had time.
Her face was pale, and she watched Yinxi sobbing and sobbing with her own eyes, kneeling on the cold ground, and constantly kowtowing to the Lu clan to admit her mistakes.
"The concubine knows that she is wrong, eldest lady, the concubine will never dare to do it again."
Mother is a peerless beauty, at the age of fifteen famous Kyoto, at the age of sixteen left the Qinglou to marry his father, now only twenty-eight years old, looks like twenty years old, very well maintained.
Lu snorted coldly, indifferent, with a mean demeanor, looked at Wu Wenhou, and pretended to say: "Master Hou, look, what should I do?" ”
Wu Wenhou's face turned pale, looking at the pear blossoms crying on the ground kneeling on the ground, he forcibly suppressed the unbearable in his heart, sighed softly, and said: "Madame, let's deal with it as it is appropriate, you are a wife." ”
Yin Xi suddenly raised his head, his beautiful eyes were full of begging, and said, "Master Hou, please, don't-"
Lu's viciousness is well-known.
Wu Wenhou turned his head slightly, not daring to look at Yin Xi's eyes, sighed again, stretched out a hand, and waved.
Despair crossed Otoki's eyes.
Several servants came over, dragged her by the arm, and forcibly dragged her down.
The main wife, Lu, blessed the body of many marquises, dukes and viscounts, and said: "Everything is because of the poor discipline of the concubines, which disturbed a few adults, and there are many interesting programs in the sword poetry banquet, and I ask a few adults not to spoil the fun." ”
Those princes and nobles were all smiling and echoed a few words to the Lu clan.
The corners of Lu's eyes crossed a look of pride, and he left the sword poetry banquet and walked in the direction where the concubine Yinxi was dragged away.
Jiang Louyue's heart "chuckled".
I'm going to the firewood room in the side hall of the West Garden!
She turned her head, ran on her legs, and headed straight for her destination.
Jiang Louyue gritted her teeth, clenched her small fists, and didn't know that her nails were pinched into the flesh, and her expression was very serious.
Be sure to catch up!
Since he couldn't stop his mother from reciting poems in public, and he didn't have the ability to defend his mother as a concubine, he could only dare to go to the firewood room in the West Garden to stop Lu's evil deeds.
It was late autumn and the cool breeze was bleak.
Jiang Louyue's body was still wearing the white nightgown, and the cold wind poured into the robe, and her body was numb from the cold.
Along the way, all the maids and wives of the Hou Mansion of Wuwen saw Jiang Louyue's running figure, and they all whispered, pointing out that his appearance was not good and he was embarrassed by the Hou Mansion.
But Jiang Louyue didn't have the time to care about these at all, in her previous life, she might have cared a lot about what others said about her, but in this life, she would never care about those meaningless things.
The mouth grows on others, you can say whatever you like, she Jiang Louyue just needs to be herself.
Finally, we arrived at the West Garden.
Jiang Louyue held the full moon-shaped stone door, pressed one hand on her chest, and breathed a little.
It's so hard, no, this body is too bad.
It seems that in the future, we must recuperate more and practice martial arts diligently.
Jiang Louyue calmed down, adjusted her breathing, bent over, and the cat entered the West Garden, and touched the firewood room through the back door.
At this moment, Otoki was sitting on the cold ground, his body tied with hemp rope, and he couldn't move for half a minute.
The main entrance of the firewood room is guarded by people from the Lu family.
The reason why Jiang Louyue knew about the hidden little back door of the firewood room was also because in her previous life, when she was about sixteen years old, she once angered the Lu family and was locked in.
"Mother-"
Jiang Louyue lowered her voice, and from under the table, she crawled behind her mother with a cat's waist.
Yin Xi was slightly stunned, turned his head, and when he saw Jiang Louyue hiding under the table behind him, his beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, a frightened look crossed his face, and a "woo" sound came out of his mouth.
"Shhh ”
As she spoke, Jiang Louyue took out a firewood knife from her sleeve, which she had just touched from the firewood pile at the back door of the firewood room.
The knife was blunt, and there were already mottled rust on the blade.
But even so, Jiang Louyue still insisted on grinding hard, and in the end cut four-fifths of the thick hemp rope that bound her mother.
It was still a little bit, Jiang Louyue silently thought in her heart.
"Is that-man locked up inside?"
At this moment, the voice of an extremely majestic woman of thirty-five or sixteen years old came from outside the door of the firewood room.
Jiang Louyue hurriedly put away the firewood knife, got back under the table, and covered her body with a firewood pile. She knew in her heart that it was his wife Lu who came