King Feng gave a mansion in the inner city of the new capital, but Wang Sima put the two Ji people inside, and his family often lived in a thatched cottage in the suburbs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Xindu Mansion, the two Ji people lived in the east courtyard, Wang Ang and the Liang family lived in the west courtyard, and Wang Jianglu and his wife lived in the back of the snow Xuan.

Because his wife Liang and the old lady did not deal with each other, Wang Ang rarely returned to the old house. He didn't go back, and the eldest lady Sima never went to Xindu.

It's just that in the afternoon of this day, Sima suddenly brought the servant girl Mama here, and as soon as she came, she made people pack up a small courtyard and live in. If he stayed for seven or eight days, Liang sent Wang Ang to ask why.

Wang Ang stiffened his head and went to the small courtyard, and when he entered the house, Wang Ang ordered the girl to retreat under the porch, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with the old house?" Still is...... Are you angry with the old lady? ”

What does that mean...... Naturally, it has been cold and indifferent for more than ten years, what kind of wind is it this time, and it has also been stuck in a posture of long-term residence.

Sima Shi picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip, sipped, and Fang said lightly: "It is said that marrying a chicken is a chicken, marrying a dog is a dog, I am not here, where are I going?" ”

Wang Ang choked.

Choked for a long time, Wang Ang frowned and asked again: "You live well in the old mansion, why do you think of this now, isn't it...... What happened to Jiro? ”

Something happened to Jiro?

Sima Shi sneered: "Xiao Jiu is good, but the big man you love so much has something." After saying this, he raised his hand and took out a roll of paper from his sleeve pocket and threw it on the desk: "Look at your own house, see what the mother and son you have taken care of in every way have done?" ”

The Liang family is gentle and lovely, and Da Lang is humble and courteous, what can they do?

Wang Ang casually took the paper silk to look at it, but the more he looked at it, the more his face sank, and when he saw it, he was already in a cold sweat on his forehead.

No wonder he was angry, the silk not only recorded that Liang instructed his mother's brothers to rob rich businessmen and wealthy households, but also that Liang sent his attendants to attack and kill the ninth prince many times.

It is not enough to record it, and the silk is also accompanied by the confession of the robber who was caught and arrested.

This kind of thing is already ironclad evidence, and Wang Ang has no way to distinguish a sentence at all.

Looking further back, it is Wang Jianglu.

On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month and a certain day, where did the concubine of the same king and concubine secretly see the confusion, how he ordered his henchmen to assassinate the nine princes, and how he chopped up the servants and filled the well after the defeat...... Pile by pile, straight from seven or eight years ago to last month.

Wang Ang was stunned when he looked straight ahead.

Seeing that he stood dumbfounded and didn't speak, Sima Shi said coldly: "Dare to move the king's concubine, will you spare him as the king?" How did the seventh master die, you must know in your heart, the king only hanged Ai Ji to death, and did not send your eldest man, completely because he couldn't lose this face. ”

He ...... He suddenly became seriously ill and vomited blood last month, and he couldn't find the symptoms after looking for several doctors. Cold sweat seeped into his eyes, and the eyes were astringent and painful for a while, but Wang Ang forgot to wipe them, he only muttered to Sima Shi: "Could it be that the king is ...... Send someone to secretly ....... ”

is muddy and nightmares, but Wang Ang has also been a royal historian for many years. It is said that what the Liang family did, just the incident of Wang Jianglu is enough to make the king destroy the Wang family.

Wang Ang didn't know how to get out of the house, let alone how he got back to the west courtyard.

When he returned, he took away the servant Liang and locked himself in his room.

He sat all night.

Early the next morning, he called his henchmen into the house, told him a few words, and asked him to take the letter and go back to the old house in Wuyang. When it was dark, the servant came back with a letter, and reported that the old lady Wang Sima was rumored in the old house, and there was not even a servant slave or maid.

Nuo's big house, nearly a thousand servants and slaves, disappeared without a trace.

Wang Ang was a little flustered.

He closed the door again and sat all night.

The next day, when it was dawning, he ordered his henchmen to clean up his things, and his eyes were red and swollen in the past two days, and his expression was always in a trance, sometimes he was thoughtful, and sometimes he sneered when he saw Liang.

How dare the servants say more?

The Liang family only thought that it was the instigation of Sima's again, and Wang Jianglu's hemoptysis was getting worse day by day, and he was able to go out to meet friends with papers before, but he couldn't even stay in the past few days.

The mother's family was wiped out, and now the Liang family only has a son in her heart, where can she take care of Wang Ang at this time.

After the servants packed their bags and clothes, Wang Ang instructed the servants to prepare the car, and after instructing the servants, he washed his face and combed his hair, and went through the cabinet to find a clean robe to change into.

Everything was in order, and he went to find Sima.

As soon as he entered, he threw his hand to the ground of Sima Shichang.

Sima Shi was stunned: "You, you...... You're ....... ”

Wang Ang stood up straight, drooped his eyelids and said: "In the past, there were many people who couldn't stand you and Da Lang, and only ...... back." ”

Speaking of this, Wang An's throat seemed to be a little blocked, and he paused for a long time before raising his eyes to look at Sima's: "Now that the old mansion in Wuyang is empty, my father and mother are ......, let's go find him." ”

Sima Shi looked at him lightly and did not speak.

Wang Ang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I know you don't believe me, the Liang family has no mother's family, and when she wants to return, she has nowhere to go." ”

After saying this, Wang Ang looked up a few times, waited for them to look at them one by one, and then turned around and said, "This mansion was originally given by the king, but now it ...... It's just right to give up. ”

Sima Shi lowered his eyelids, and after a while, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and when he dipped the corners of his eyes, Fang took a deep breath and commanded his personal grandmother: "Isn't the clothing box open?" Load. ”

"Yes, the old slave will go down and clean up." The close-fitting grandmother bent her knees to salute, saluted, straightened her waist and retreated to the outside.

Originally, when Sima came, he pulled two large carts of thin soft. It's just that although she lives in Beiwan, she takes out the things that must be used, and she doesn't even allow the girl to open the lid of the box when she sets up utensils next to her.

It's easy to clean up this way.

But in a moment, Wang Ang and Sima Shi came out of the back door of the mansion.

The servant outside the door had already driven the carriage to wait, and at that moment the girl helped Sima Shi to board the car, and Wang Ang swept the courtyard wall with his eyes, and then looked no more.

He lifted his robe and got into the back car.

On cloudy days, it always gets dark earlier.

In the vast twilight, a group of six or seven carriages left the west gate of the new capital in the wind and snow. After thirty or forty miles out of the city, the convoy came to a slight stop at the three-way intersection.

Half an hour later, the servant in front of him turned his horse's head and drove onto the official road heading east. After that, several carriages and tunnels followed.

After January.

"Ma'am." The servant grabbed the reins with one hand, took the whip with the other and pointed ahead, and said, "A mile or two further is the Ying River, ma'am...... Shall we go to the other side? ”

Sima lifted the curtain...... In the snow, there was a silver and shiny ribbon in the distance, and the wind concealed the fishy smell of mud, sand, fish and shrimp.

After looking at it for a while, Sima Shi took out a bronze finch card from his sleeve, handed it to the servant through the window, and said, "Now take this brand to the port, and when you get there...... Naturally, someone will talk to you. ”

The servant respectfully took the finch card, got out of the carriage and led the horse to the side of the road, and when he had found a tree bolted properly, he bowed down to the carriage and turned and ran towards the riverbank.

The north wind tightened and the snow particles became more and more urgent.

In the dense snow and wind, a group of people galloped from the riverbank.

ps: Bow and thank Fengxing 727 and Xixi for their precious monthly passes, thank you Doudou for your peace and blessings, thank you! (To be continued.) )