Jing Changfa shrunk and followed the zuihou of everyone in Jingfu, and his thin and thin body trembled under the mountain wind.

The fat boy Jing Tongqian has been pulling the sleeves of Jing's long hair, trying to let his grandfather go faster.

It is best to join the team of everyone in front of you and walk to Mrs. Jing's side.

When Guan Shihao cut off the head of the commander of the forbidden army, because of the distance, there was a crowd in front of him, and Jing Changfa covered Jing Tongqian's eyes in time, so Jing Tongqian didn't see the bloody scene of the person's head flying up and spurting blood from his neck.

Although I was shocked afterwards, I was not frightened.

He walked into the Jialan Temple with the people of Jingfu, and when he passed by the gate of the temple, he only saw a few bright red blood stains on the ground, and did not see the body of the head of the forbidden army.

Even what happened before, what made Jing Tongqian remember the most was the grandeur of Mrs. Jing.

A sergeant, a brocade shirt and a white face, the little boy is still young and doesn't know what a eunuch is.

In addition, there is also a senior official who wears a gorgeous official robe and shows off his martial arts on weekdays, but he is not Mrs. Jing's opponent.

At this moment, Jing Tongqian admired and admired Mrs. Jing a lot, and felt that the grandfather around him was too far behind.

If he could choose, he would rather choose to be the grandson of Mrs. Jing than the grandfather of Jing Changfa.

However, grandpa has said more than once that sooner or later he will become the master of Jingfu, and by that time, he will be the grandson of Mrs. Jing.

Jing Tongqian thought excitedly in his heart.

If Jing Changfa can read minds, he is afraid that he will vomit blood when he knows the fat grandson's thoughts.

Waiting for everyone in Jingfu to incense in front of him, Jing Changfa took the hand of the fat grandson, and hurriedly stepped into the temple, his knees were weak, and he also pulled the Jingtong coin and knelt in front of the Buddha who was solemnly gilded in Baoxiang.

Jing Tongqian was caught off guard, his knees hurt, and he reached out and slapped Jing Chang's hair dissatisfied.

At this time, Jing Changfa had other things on his mind and didn't pay attention.

In the past two days in Jingfu, he was really frightened.

The old woman who cooperated with him that night was actually a ghost!

As the saying goes, don't do bad things in life, and you are not afraid of ghosts calling the door in the middle of the night, but Jing Changfa has long been fighting the bad idea of occupying Jingfu's family wealth, and there are ghosts in his heart, so he is naturally afraid of ghosts.

He asked several maids one after another, and the final result was that the old woman had been dead for many years.

He sneaked into the courtyard to check it out, and saw the old woman's portrait, hanging high on the wall.

People are getting old, getting older, their bodies and bones are gradually weakening, and their spirits are also poor, they originally like to think crankily, and they believe more and more that there are ghosts in the world, so now Jing Changfa really believes that the old woman is a ghost.

In the past two days, he has been awakened by nightmares several times, and he doesn't even dare to close his eyes at night, so he is in a trance, and his already thin body is even thinner.

Today, he followed the people of Jingfu to Jialan Temple, he did not mourn any Master Guichen, but hoped that the Buddha could help him suppress and drive away the old woman, and don't come to pester himself in the future.

"Buddha bless, Amitabha...... As long as the Buddha helps me kill that old ghost, I will definitely come to the Garan Temple every month to give a thick amount of sesame oil money every year. ”

Jing Changfa closed his eyes tightly, his lips rolled, his expression was excited and nervous, and he read silently over and over again.

Jing Tongqian, who was kneeling beside him, looked around curiously, and after a while, he saw that his grandfather still couldn't get up, just pulling the sleeves of Jing Chang's hair and swaying from side to side, "Grandpa, the old lady and they are all far away, let's hurry up and catch up." ”

For a long time, Jing Changfa couldn't bear the trouble of his grandson, so he opened his eyes, respectfully incense the Buddha, and kowtowed three times according to Jing Tong's coin, and then took the fat grandson's fleshy little hand and walked out of the hall.

At the entrance of the main hall, he turned around again and bowed deeply to the Buddha statue.

Jing Tongqian impatiently took his grandfather's hand and forcibly dragged Jing Changfa away.

At this time, Mrs. Jing was still chatting with Jiang Long while walking.

Lin Ya had already recovered from the previous fright at this time, stretched out her hands, and helped Old Madam Jing.

"Before Guan Shihao, there were already five guards who sacrificed their lives to maintain the majesty of the Jing family."

Mrs. Jing let out a long sigh, "Your father died in battle, and our family lost its pillar, and because when he was at war with the enemy, he used tactics and unscrupulous means, so that the ministers who respected Confucian scholarship in the court and China criticized the Jing family one after another.

Back then, the emperor may have taken into account his friendship with your grandfather and didn't want to do anything to the Jing family, but those ministers made too much trouble, and some people even knelt down outside the Jinluan Palace, kowtowing and bleeding like a pillar!

In the end, the emperor still couldn't withstand the great pressure and took away the marquis of our Jing family. ”

Jiang Long pricked up his ears and listened carefully, trying his best to taste and write down useful information from Old Madam Jing's words.

Lin Ya didn't know about these past events, and she also listened attentively.

"Without the marquis, the pillars of the crown also died in the northern frontier, and for a while, Jingfu was like a tiger without minions in the eyes of some people, and it was those guards in the palace who did not hesitate to die, and killed those aristocratic and wealthy families who took the initiative to come to the door!"

When Mrs. Jing said this, her eyes were a little red, "They drew lots to decide who would kill people when Jingfu was in trouble, you don't know, just at the gate of our family's mansion, three guards stepped forward and cut off the heads of five children of officials and nobles!" ”

Jiang Long was shocked when he heard this, he didn't hear of these things at all?

And the children of officials and aristocratic families are so easy to kill?

Can the families of those children easily let go of Jingfu?

I'm sure I'll sue the royal court!

"It's useless for our Jing family! It's also that the old body has no ability, and he can't save their lives, and he watched the government escort them away, and they were beheaded after the autumn! ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Jing's voice was already full of sadness, even if she had always been strong, she couldn't help shedding a few tears at this time.

Seeing this, Lin Ya hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief and wiped away the tears of Mrs. Jing.

"It's the grandson who is useless, I never knew that my grandmother was carrying such a heavy burden, and she would only be greedy for fun." Jiang Long pretended to be guilty.

In his heart, he said, Mrs. Jing, your own grandson is too unsuccessful, and my fake will help you carry this burden in the future.

Nodding to Lin Ya first, Mrs. Jing patted the back of Jiang Long's hand and said, "You have been in poor health since you were a child, and the doctors in the house said that you can't bother to work before you are twenty years old, so grandma didn't say anything to you before."

And also specially instructed your nurse and the mother-in-law in the courtyard to block the news and not let you know about the difficulties in the house, so this is not your fault. ”

Jiang Long now understood, no wonder the original owner of Jingfu didn't know anything about his home.

"In short, our Jing family owes those dead guards, and we can't pay it back in this life, and we must remember to repay the kindness a hundred times in the next life." Old Madam Jing took a deep breath, her sad mood gradually calmed down, and she continued: "Also, you can't be prejudiced against those guards in the mansion in the future, and you have to treat them as relatives, you know?" ”

"My grandson understands."

Jiang Long answered, and then asked tentatively: "I don't know if those guards are ......?"

"Some of them were your grandfather's personal soldiers, and some of them were selected by your father in the army, because they were injured and disabled in the battlefield, your grandfather and your father gathered them in our house as guards.

Back then, your grandfather and your father were very kind to them, so they were absolutely trustworthy. ”

Hearing Mrs. Jing's answer, Jiang Long understood what the origin of those Jingfu guards was, and they would have a strong murderous aura on them.

I also understood why Weishenme, the commander of the forbidden army, was not Guan Shihao's enemy.

The forbidden army practiced formation changes, and it was very magnificent to be a guard of honor.

But if you are serious, it is far less than a frontier sergeant who has been on the battlefield and killed people and seen blood.

"Then I wonder how many guards there are in our house?" Jiang Long asked curiously.

"More than a hundred."

Mrs. Jing's eyes moved slightly, and she pretended to be casual.

At this time, Jiang Long had the biggest question left in his heart, that is, the Jingfu guards killed the children of officials and nobles, and Weishenme could still be safe?

The court just executed the guards who killed people!

Xiao Jing and a few officials returned to the temple, and then came to the courtyard to pay tribute to the master of Guichen, there were several foreign envoys in gorgeous clothes in the courtyard, most of them raised their chins and looked at people with their nostrils, even if there were a few who seemed to be gentle, their eyes were rolling, and they looked very scheming.

If you look carefully and carefully, you will find that these people also have no respect for the court officials who are responsible for the reception, and there is a trace of disdain in their eyes.

There were also a few lower-ranking officials in the small courtyard who accompanied the reception at all times, and they stayed here and did not go out.

In the face of these foreign envoys, these officials are extremely careful.

"Lord Xiao, what's going on outside?"

At this time, when an official saw that Xiao Jing and the others were back, they stepped forward to ask.

Xiao Jing waved his hand casually, not wanting to say more, "It's nothing." ”

"But the lower officials heard that there was a lot of commotion over there." Another official opened his mouth, this official is relatively young, and his ability to observe words and emotions is not hot enough, as soon as the voice landed, he saw Xiao Jing glaring at him dissatisfiedly, the young official was shocked, and quickly lowered his head and shut up.

"Someone from Jingfu is coming, you all avoid it." Xiao Jing thought about it and felt that it was better to give a word of advice, so as to save the old lady Jing from coming to mourn Master Guichen, and some people took the initiative to provoke without knowing the severity.

Jingfu?

Jingfu in Ningyuan County?

Several elderly officials immediately guessed which one Xiao Jing was talking about.

In my heart, this Jingfu can't be offended!

The other younger officials were secretly scratching their heads, but seeing that Xiao Jing's face was not good-looking, they didn't dare to ask carefully.

Those foreign envoys were all familiar with the language and culture of Daqi, whether they were from the south or from the north, and their faces changed greatly after hearing the words.

Marquis Jing died in battle five years ago, and the only man left behind was sick and cowardly, and the reputation of the house began to decline.

The young officials didn't know much about the Jing family, and they didn't have the slightest awe.

However, this is within the dynasty, and outside the Great Qi Dynasty, whether it is the southern Xinjiang countries or the northern countries, the Jing family will never be forgotten.

As the saying goes, the people you know most and remember you most are not your friends and relatives, but enemies with whom you have a common enmity!

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