Jiang Hong's hand tightened, as if he was about to crush the tea bowl in his palm. The fish was also pinched ugly and twisted, like a long time of death, and drifting in the stinky water and gravel for several days, it is difficult to see the slightest trace of the previous delicate agility. I wonder if the skillful craftsman could have guessed that his masterpiece had such a catastrophe?

The Creator is still a heavenly worker. In the world, people's hearts are unpredictable.

Xue Ling has been in King Chen's mansion for several months, and Jiang Hong has already guessed that Chen Wang and his wife may not know her identity, but they are just too lazy to be wicked to pierce this layer of window paper. As soon as King Chen died, he felt that this matter was even more irrelevant. He has been an official in the same dynasty as Qi Shiyan for decades, and he has also crossed paths with Qi Qingyi several times. Princess Chen, it is really difficult to compare with Xue Ling. Therefore, whether Chen Wangfu knows the true identity of the so-called Miss Qi San or not, there should be no chaos. More things are better than less, why should Jiang Fu be idle to wade into troubled waters.

He never expected that after Wei Yi's death, Princess Chen, who seemed to have no opinions, actually came to the door with open fire, and almost embroidered the word "Xue Ling" on the banner and carried it through the market. shouldn't have been so angry, but Su Yin was afraid that he hadn't walked out of the gate of Jiangfu yet, and the ashes painted on the gold paper were estimated to be still warm in the incense burner.

He had just sent away a Xue Ling, and another Xue Ling came, and Xue Ling under the sky came to his Jiang Mansion one after another. At this time, Jiang Hong had long forgotten that he had detained Xue Ling for one night back then. At that time, the young master of Xue Ling Pingcheng was not angry, and he was tossing and turning in the private water prison of Jiangfu, and he was full of shame. I am afraid that Xue Yihan will blame him for causing a big disaster, and he also hates that his skills are not as good as others. She was pretentious and stubborn, and in that little stinky water, thinking about it for a night at most, she could only tolerate herself being trapped in this place for a night. If there is no turning point at dawn, she will cut off her leg and compensate Jiang Yufeng, even if it hurts to death, it is better to be a hundred than to give people such humiliation.

The game between Jiang Hong and Xue Yihan finally became a dead move. Xue Ling, the god, is naturally easy to invite, but difficult to send away.

According to Jiang Hong's instructions, he only said that it was to discuss the objects at the time of the ceremony, but Qi Qingyi stayed in Jiangfu for dinner disrespectfully. Full of wine and food, the tea in the secret room is fragrant. Qi Qingyi stared at his toes all the way and followed Mrs. Jiang slowly in. After sitting down, he sighed for a long time.

As Jiang Hong thought, when Wei Yigui was the crown prince, she was still a gentle woman, not to mention the years since. is so aggressive, count it once with your own daddy, and the rest is just this time.

"Princess, please". Jiang Yufeng poured tea on behalf of Jiang Hong and served it to Qi Qingyi, he didn't know why Qi Qingyi came to the door at this time, and he had to talk about Xue Ling. If everyone could still pretend before, Wei Yi would be dead, Qi Shiyan would have had a stroke, and the two things would be inseparable from Xue Ling. Qi Qingyi must know the identity of Jiangfu Xue Ling. Are those two small words on the scroll a threat, or a request for an explanation? Jiang Yufeng was slightly nervous. He was afraid that Qi Qingyi would ask about Wei Yi's death.

Brotherhood, where does brotherhood come from?

The friendship of companionship is real, and the plan of the king is also true. Chen Wang Wei Yi was originally the prince of Daliang. He, Jiang Yufeng, was just a good pawn in the eyes of the first emperor, and he was born in the famous family of the prince. In this life, you can either be a wandering duckweed, or you will be an arm of the Son of Heaven.

Xi three outlines and five constants, learn spring and autumn etiquette and music, and do not stain the slightest slander and defilement. Enlightened together, with teachers and friends, with the same bed. There is a way that is the grace of the king, how is it not the majesty of the mountain? When the crown prince Wei Yi complained to his mother that the prince was harsh, Jiang Yufeng was still lying on the desk sobbing and choking for him.

It's not sibling affection, it's love that can become siblings. But why do you have siblings in life? Isn't it just running errands?

The companions of the emperors of the Liang Dynasty were all the sons of the military generals of Zhenbei, such as the first emperor and Xue Yihan. After more than ten years of getting along day and night, he tried to train the chosen son to become the emperor's best sword. Hurt others, and never hurt yourself.

At the same time, this sword is also the best hostage. Xue Yihan, who has been passed down for three generations, counts up, I don't know how many generations I can count.

When the young Jiang Yufeng was hand-picked into the palace, he still couldn't understand the ecstasy on Jiang Hong's face. As he grew older, he was full of doubts, and he didn't understand why the first emperor abandoned Liang's long-standing tradition and replaced the people around the prince with Wenchen. Not to mention whether Wenchen can protect the peace of the king, if the people who guard the northwest have no proton in Beijing, once they have different intentions, it will be a disaster for the country.

However, it is rude not to say, he has never asked Jiang Hong the reason for this. No matter how the first emperor and Xue Yihan calculated, since this errand fell to the Jiang family, whether it was a blessing or a curse, he, the Yulang on the river, the eldest son of the prince, had to bear it all by himself. Wei Long has a thousand sails in his heart, and in the eyes of the first emperor, isn't it Qiankun?

It wasn't until Xue Ling came to the moon in the name of Miss Qi San that Jiang Yufeng had been puzzled for many years. He guessed that Xue Yihan was reluctant to take Xue Li as a hostage in Beijing, and he couldn't debunk Xue Ling was a daughter, so he secretly raised the two children in Pingcheng by any means. I don't know what the first emperor was thinking, but he turned a blind eye to this matter, and still acted with Xue Yihan and his ministers as usual.

It shouldn't be like this, heaven is ruthless. Neither the first emperor nor Xue Yihan should be like this. Just like he Jiang Yufeng, he was also a person with half a foot in the clouds, and when he reached the end, he had no mercy to talk about. He never regretted what he had done.

It's just that I have never let go.

If Qi Qingyi really asked about Wei Yi's death, Jiang Yufeng didn't know if he could still be as stable as Mount Tai in the house. He was both annoyed that he didn't get the news that Xue Ling had indirectly killed Wei Yi in time, but he was also extremely glad that he didn't get it in time. Because, this choice is too difficult to make, and he doesn't know whether to stop it from happening. If Wei Yi was alive at that time, Jiang Mansion married a young lady from Chen Wangfu, in Wei Long's eyes, it might be a different scenery.

Fortunately, the sky hung the curtain and did not let him make this choice. Wei Zhong's hand was fast. By the time he knew, Wei Yi was already cold in the wind and rain of heaven and earth. He was able to ask Xue Ling in a dignified manner, "Why are you so unscrupulous?" ”

It was as if he had already done his best to save his best friend.

Qi Qingyi didn't stretch out his hand to take it, but only slowly moved his gaze to Jiang Hong's face. still hung up that sad smile, and shouted slowly: "Grandpa Guo." ”

Jiang Yufeng was still holding the tea, and he didn't put it, and he didn't put it either. There are three people in the house, in terms of identity, Jiang Hong and his son are ministers, and Qi Qingyi is still royal. Only this time, Jiang Hong did not have any awe on his face. Hearing Qi Qingyi's opening to shout an honorific title, he was not polite, and said bluntly: "The princess might as well have something to say." ”

He really has no patience with the word Xue Ling, not to mention that the person he faces has no face worthy of his vain and wrongdoing.

"I want to ask Guogong to help me save someone."