Ning saw Song Lanjun coming over and asked, "Are you sober?" There was a stern tone in his tone. Back then, the old man just drank and made a mistake, Zuihou lost his life, and died early in his prime. Therefore, Ning's has always disliked drunkenness.

Song Lanjun smiled and didn't make a sound, but walked to Tang Chujiu's side and stood side by side.

Looking at Tang Chujiu's eyes, he unconsciously smiled and was happy.

Tang Chujiu looked away and looked out the window.

After this look, the world has changed color since then.

It's all because Zhong Wuyan fell in love with the pot of chicken soup.

Black chicken soup is Zhong Wuyan's favorite, and he hasn't eaten dinner yet, and he's hungry.

As soon as Zhong Wuyan stretched out his hand, the thermos bottle containing chicken soup came to her hand from the mahogany table in front of Song Dongli like a trick, and he scooped up a spoonful, and he was not afraid of being hot, so he drank it directly.

Watching Zhong Wuyan drink chicken soup, Song Dongli paused for a moment, then said nothing and continued to rub the medicine.

But Tang Chujiu looked out the window because he looked sideways, and he didn't see Zhong Wuyan drinking chicken soup.

Zhong Wuyan took a sip, threw away the spoon, pursed his lips, full of disgust, and didn't know who boiled it! So unpleasant! Salty to death! This kind of craftsmanship has ruined the black chicken! I will definitely not be able to get married in the future.

glanced at Song Dongli, who wiped his face green, and felt unbearable, carrying Yue Xunhuan's medical box, twisting Yingying's thin waist, and walking away step by step.

Song Dongli was burned and had to take medicine and change clothes, so he also left.

Tang Chujiu also wanted to leave, but Ning Shi didn't let go, grabbed Tang Chujiu's hand, and said heavily: "Chujiu, now you and Seventeen are reunited, let's have a child as soon as possible, you can also see my body bones, it is not as good as a day, the biggest wish in this life is to hold a big fat grandson......"

Song Lanjun's eyes were shining like the sun and the moon looking at Tang Chujiu, with an intoxicating and gentle expression.

Speaking of the child, Tang Chujiu's heart was tingling and stinging, without saying a word, he turned around and left, his steps staggering a little.

Ning Shi frowned, dislike and blame flashed in his eyes, how could this Chu Jiu still be so ignorant! In front of the elders, just go! It's not the same!!

Song Lanjun saw the heartache in Tang Chujiu's eyes, sighed, it must be for the child who had no chance, straightened his expression, and said to Ning: "Mother, don't have to pretend to have a child in the ninth day in the future, it will only increase her heartache and discomfort." ”

As an official in the court, he is also a courtier, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, affecting the lives of countless people.

Ning Shi was stunned, this was the first time Song Lanjun had spoken to her with such a tone and expression, and at first the people at the bottom were afraid of the superiors and surrendered. After a while, his face sank. raised him for more than 20 years, and now, is he in such a situation?!

No wonder they all say that raising a son for others, no matter how well they raise it, it is in vain, and they are white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with it!!

After Song Lanjun finished speaking, he chased Tang Chujiu out.

Tang Chujiu didn't walk fast, and Song Lanjun caught up after a while.

Looking at the grief on Jiao Yan, Song Lanjun felt uncomfortable.

Back then, that child, once he made a mistake, he hated him for thousands of years.

Tang Chujiu returned to the west courtyard with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and did not enter the house, sitting on the swing under the plum tree, looking at the open space in the courtyard, stunned and sad.

Song Lanjun stood beside Tang Chujiu, did not speak, and accompanied him silently.

One night to dawn.

The night frost wet their hair.

Haggard face.

It wasn't until the faint sunrise that the rooster began to crow that Tang Chujiu stiffened and walked back to the house.

Lying in the bed, I can't warm my heart.

Song Lanjun sighed secretly and went to the early dynasty.

Along the way, his face was a little solemn.

Today's early dynasty, something big happened, the world turned upside down, and changed the fate of many people.

Tang Zixuan's case of private salt caused an uproar.

Because of his good reincarnation, Tang Zixuan was born in a big family, and was loved by thousands of people, living with clothes to stretch out his hands, food to open his mouth, and do whatever he wants.

Everyone in the capital knows that Tang Zixuan is romantic, and he is often drunk and lying in the willow lane.

Originally, I had already reached the realm of a hundred flowers, and the leaves did not stick to the body.

It's just that I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet.

At the beginning of last year, Tang Zixuan fell in love with a widow, which is nothing new with his always amorous. One day, if he is not drunk and lying in the beauty nest gentlely, it will be a big deal.

The widow Liu Meiren couldn't help but be in the wind to the bone, and she was also well versed in the way of wanting to capture the old and indulge, which made Tang Zixuan's heart itch every time, but she didn't let him get what he wanted. hung Tang Zixuan's appetite for more than half a year, and Zuihou made him pay for the sweetness.

Tang Zixuan was chasing Liu Meiren because of the bet at the beginning, because he had never been rejected, so he became more and more frustrated, and later, he also had a bit of true feelings, because of Liu Meiren's delicate beauty, he couldn't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the pillow wind, Tang Zixuan sent three shops to her.

Liu Meiren has a younger brother Liu Daqi, who is a bully who is the king of the mountain, because of Tang Zixuan's identity, and his arrogance is also rising, doing whatever he wants, and he is even more presumptuous, and he even went to make private salt in the name of Tang Zixuan, and the three shops have become a place to hide people's eyes and ears.

The three shops, on the bed, were given to Liu Meiren by Tang Zixuan, but nominally, they are an industry under the name of the Hou Ye Mansion, which is really good to hide people's eyes.

Now the East Window incident has happened.

Illegal salt is forbidden by the state, and there is only one law because of the profiteering, and that is 'the violator is beheaded'!!

He has been an official for more than 40 years, has always been honest and honest, and is very loved by the people, three years ago he had already resigned from the official and returned to his hometown to recuperate, but because the people in his hometown complained bitterly about the matter of private salt, after a secret investigation, he is now deliberately returning to Beijing to fold.

The saint was very angry when he saw it.

All civil and military officials fell in love with Song Lanjun.

After all, now Tang Zixuan is his brother-in-law.

Even today's saints, in their anger, are the first to ask Song Lanjun: "Why do you think of the minister?" ”

Song Lanjun did not hesitate and said loudly: "Deal with it according to law!! ”

Everyone gasped in unison, this spirit, this ruthlessness, this face-turning ruthlessness, no one in the world can match!!

You must know that above the court, there is no lie. Every word and every sentence of the civil and military officials was carefully considered, and they were afraid that disaster would come out of their mouths.

Because in front of the Son of Heaven, there is no room for remorse in every word that comes out. The glory and disgrace of the nine clans are all on the lips.

This minister, such a righteous murderer.

The first beauty in the world married a ruthless man!!

Not a word of mercy. With Song Lanjun's true status and status, his words are still very favored by the saints. If you intercede, you will definitely sell at least three points of thin noodles.

Therefore, the room for change in this matter is all on Song Lanjun.

But I didn't think he was so ...... Lang's heart is like iron!!

The old man has a son in old age, and he has always doted on Tang Zixuan, so he will become more and more lawless, and now if the real white-haired person sends the black-haired person, he will have to give him half his life?

What's more, although Tang Zixuan is romantic, he does not have a son and a half daughter, and there is no successor. There are also hidden rumors that the first beauty has infertility, and the old lady is really going to cut off her children and grandchildren.

Unless the old man who is past his prime, he can regain his vigor and be much older again.

Today's saint stared at Song Lanjun for a long time before making a holy decree: "The rod will punish Tang Zixuan for eighty boards, and he will be guilty." ”

In just one sentence, the fate of people from heaven to hell was determined.

Eighty boards down, if you don't die, you will go to half a life, not to mention, if you are guilty, you are a lowly person. The Holy Relatives are lowly and lowly and will not be able to turn over in this life.

But all the civil and military officials know that for this result, they are indeed gracious. If it weren't for the fact that the old man was dedicated to the dynasty and full of achievements, I was afraid that he would really lose his son when he was old.

As soon as the holy decree was issued, someone immediately took the order and left, and the civil and military officials were still above the early dynasty.

It seems that the intention of the saints today is to execute in public and kill chickens to show monkeys as an example!

Tang Zixuan only got up from Widow Liu's bed in the middle of the night, and before he woke up from the wine, he was sleeping well in a dream, so he came to the holy decree.

Disaster has befallen from heaven! Like a bolt from the blue!

The old waiter's face was gloomy, and he suddenly aged more than ten years. Looking at the bright yellow holy decree, I couldn't believe it.

Lin Jingya cried breathlessly, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, hurry up and think of a way." "Eighty boards go down, I'm afraid that my soul is gone: "If Xuan'er has something three long and two short, I won't live." ”

Solution, what can be done?! The holy decree has been issued, and the Holy One is still waiting above the early court, and there is no room for turning this matter around.

Seeing Tang Zixuan being taken away by the Praetorian Guards, Lin Jingya cried so much that she collapsed to the ground.

Above the morning hall, Tang Zixuan was scolded by the cane in public, and the sound of the board hitting the flesh was 'popping', and the sound was terrifying.

As the board kept falling, it was red, and it was beaten to the flesh.

Tang Zixuan gritted his teeth and didn't snort, but he was quite hard-boned.

When I arrived at Zuihou, I couldn't stand the severe pain and fainted.

At this time, the fifty-eight boards were played.

The Holy One did not call a stop, and he did not dare to stop the torture.

until the eighty boards are full.

Tang Zixuan was already dying, with less qi in and more qi out, and the whole person became a bloody person.

During the whole process, countless people peeked at the faces of the courtiers.

But Song Lanjun was expressionless and lowered his eyes slightly.

When the civil and military officials saw it, they were all moved.

After the execution, he retired early.

The civil and military officials receded like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, they walked cleanly.

Now, no one dares to say more.

Song Lanjun slowly walked to the noon gate alone, the sun stretched his figure very long, and the back was unexpectedly lonely, tragic.

Out of the noon gate, Song Lanjun stood up and went to the Houye's Mansion.

The house is in chaos.

Tang Zixuan has been sent back, and the doctor is administering medicine.

Seeing that the only son, who had always been regarded as a heart and liver, had now become a bloody man, Lin Jingya fainted on the spot.

Tang Shihua also got the letter, and he had already returned to his parents' house, waiting for Lin Jingya.

The old waiter's face was extremely ugly, and he sat on the side and watched the doctor take medicine.

Seeing Song Lanjun come back, everyone's eyes looked over.

Tang Shihua's eyes were filled with tears, and he called: "Lan Jun......"

The tone was tinged with a hint of resentment.

Above the court, Song Lanjun's cold bystanders had already been spread.

How can it be !!

Before getting married, I felt that I was a good person, and I felt that I could entrust my lover for life, but when my family was in the most crisis, I chose to protect my life.

The doctor had already applied the medicine and bowed down.

Tang Zixuan was still unconscious, and his condition was worrying.

The old man stood up and was majestic: "Lan Jun, follow me." ”

Song Lanjun followed to the study, her face was calm, and her steps were even impatient.

Today's matter, the old man has thought about it thousands of times, and he feels that something is wrong, so silent, and it comes suddenly, there is no slightest wind and grass, how is it possible? In the past two years, his body has deteriorated, and there are many things and many industries that Lan Jun is helping to deal with, with his interpersonal network and status, it is impossible not to hear any news beforehand!!

Facing the question of the old waiter, Song Lanjun was calm, and if he could do this, he had already had a perfect strategy. Nowadays, just right.

Finally, I hope for today.

Xingyan confronted the old man and admitted: "The true appearance has already received the rumors. ”

Truth!!!

This title is faintly bloody and bloody.

The old man has been up and down in his life, how could he not hear the thousands of differences, he fell in love with Song Lanjun, and his face was fierce.

Song Lanjun stood in front of the window, with the light on his back, half-bright and half-dark, with a smile on his face, and called him by his name: "Tang Tianhao, what do you want to tell you?" ”

The hatred in the words rushed straight into the nine heavens, as if it was a deep hatred in the sea of blood.

Song Lanjun came from the window, approaching the old man step by step, every step was like stepping on the ground full of corpses and bones: "Tang Tianhao, do you remember eighteen years ago?" The Lan family has a thousand and eight people, all of whom died because of you, you say, I want to tell you? ”

When the old man heard this, his face changed greatly, and his voice trembled irrepressibly: "Lan Jun......"

Song Lanjun turned into a soul-seducing messenger from hell, asking for his life like black and white impermanence: "Call me Lan Jun for many years, and you haven't thought of Lan Jun of the Lan family?" Or didn't you expect the Lan family to have a living mouth at all? ”

"I still didn't expect that Lan Jun was obviously dead, and you stabbed him in the chest with a sword with your own hands, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, how did he live again?"

The old man was already in his last years, but now the shocking secret of more than ten years ago turned it out all of a sudden, and he felt the sweetness of the corners of his mouth, and he spit out a mouthful of blood: "Lan Jun......!!! ”

How could he not know the sister-in-law of the Lan family! The seventeenth son of the Lan family. Since he was born a child, he is three points weaker than ordinary people, but he has a good ability to never forget. Three-year-old can poetry, seven-year-old can endow

, but also died at the age of seven. No more eight-year-olds.

Back then, the Lan family was the Nine Clans!!

Song Lanjun took a step, with a thunderous momentum, approaching the old waiter, his eyes were blood-red: "Tang Tianhao, you have been beautiful for many years, do you know that there will be today?" ”

Old Hou Ye took a step back, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood: "Lan Jun, Lan Jun ......"

The smile on Song Lanjun's face was full of blood and hatred: "I want to know how I survived, right?" Your sword did penetrate my left chest, but unfortunately I was born different from ordinary people, and my heart is on the right. So, I survived. From the mountain of corpses, he struggled to crawl out and survived. ”

Later, when there was only one breath left, God had mercy, met the unwise master who came down the mountain to turn his fate, and saved Lan Jun, who was only seven years old and dying at that time.

When Master Wuzhi was young, he had a relationship with the Lan family, and he became a monk because of the old grandmother of the Lan family.

Due to excessive blood loss and witnessing the tragic death of his relatives, although Lan Jun was rescued, he had a high fever that did not go away, and he never forgot to take revenge on his blood hatred during his illness.

After living in the temple for a year, Lan Jun recovered from his injury, but he also lost the memory of before he was seven years old, and was artificially suppressed.

After some careful consideration, Master Wuzhi decided to send Lan Jun down the mountain. The person he was looking for was a distant relative of him before he left home, surnamed Song.

Because of this, he was named Song Lanjun, and the word is seventeen.

The Song family was a small family, and the only son at that time, also called Seventeen, but died because of an accident.

The Song family fell into a state of grief, especially the Ning family, and the whole person was going crazy. The man of the Song family, because of a drunkenness, was bitten by a dog in his private parts when he returned in the middle of the night, and never lifted it again. In other words, the Song family is equivalent to cutting off children and grandchildren.

The arrival of Song Lanjun, like the dawn of dawn, illuminated the Song family and stabilized the Song family.

Because Song Lanjun is smart and clever, and he looks a little like the deceased Seventeen, although he is nearly a year older than him, but because of a year of serious injury, his body is thinner and smaller, and he looks about the same age, and when he saw Ning's first sentence, he said crisply: "Mother, I am Seventeen." ”

Seventeen or two words, completely captured Ning's heart.

Since then, he has pampered Song Lanjun as his own son, and pinned all his thoughts and hopes on him.

And because of Master Wuzhi's words, Song Lanjun always thought that he was a child sent to the mountain by the Song family since he was a child.

This kind of thinking was not until a few years ago because of the medicinal properties of the 'Diffuse Fruit', which broke through the memory that was sunk by others.

It was also from then on that Song Lanjun approached the Houye's Mansion step by step, starting from the deliberate encounter with Tang poetry and painting......

So far, they have all controlled the Tang family!!

The old Hou Ye had a blue face, and he all understood: "Today's matter of my son, is it manipulated by you?" ”

After Song Lanjun looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, he said, "It's me, so what?!" Hmm, and your daughter Tang Shihua, do you know that she has been married for nearly two years, but she has never been pregnant? Because I did it on purpose! She doesn't deserve to have the blood and blood of my Lan family! Why is your body worse day by day? Because the tonic I sent you contains the souls of one thousand and eight members of my Lan family!! ”

The old man looked shocked, and glared at Song Lanjun angrily: "You, you, you ......" spit out a mouthful of blood again, and now, the situation is stronger than people.

Song Lanjun spent a thousand days and nights to force the Tang family into a desperate situation, and they could no longer survive.

The old man regretted not being at the beginning.

If the current year ......

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

The old man was extremely depressed, his heart was like ashes, and now he only begged: "Zixuan and poetry and painting are innocent, you ......"

Song Lanjun gritted his teeth and interrupted, sneering: "Innocent? When you lost your conscience, did you ever think about how many innocent people were in blue? You stepped on the bones of the Lan family's one thousand and eight people, and became that master, I can't trample your son and daughter into the dirt? ”

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