Chapter Seventy-Eight: I've Seen You

That night, in the study outside the Pingnanhou Mansion, Xie Hui slapped on the table, and the pear wood table shook fragily, turning into firewood under Xie Yun's disapproving gaze

"Father, pay attention to the image." Xie Yun said this, but his body moved his chair back very honestly, and sighed heavily, "Our Hou Mansion can't stand your corruption like this. ”

"Too much deception!" Xie Hui was furious, his eyes widened angrily, and he glared at Xie Yun angrily, "Don't you think they deceive people too much?" ”

"Uh...... Yes, yes, King Chen's Mansion is indeed too deceitful, it's just too much! Xie Yun nodded vigorously and added, "We should let them walk around without eating." ”

Seeing that his son was the same enemy as himself, Xie Hui's anger eased slightly, and he sneered: "Then Xiao Jing doesn't look at which toad crawled out of the mud, this shameless toad dares to think about swan meat, I don't even know his mother." ”

Panting roughly, Xie Hui was even more angry when he thought of the fact that in King Chen's Mansion today, a group of people were so shamelessly forcing his palm pearl.

"It seems that these days, it is really to give His Royal Highness King Chen face." Ping Nanhou's posterior molars grinded and gurgled.

"That's it, my father shouldn't be merciful." Xie Yun echoed repeatedly, but secretly said in his heart: His daughter is not the master who is willing to suffer...... Speaking of thick-skinned girls, Xie Yun has never seen anyone worse than Xie Li.

However, this kind of thing can be hidden in the heart, and it must not be said on the table.

"Father, as the saying goes, hit a snake and hit seven inches, have you thought about what His Highness said last time?" Xie Yun calmed Xie Hui's emotions, "Then the salt affairs in the south of the Yangtze River have to be taken from King Chen's hands?" ”

These days, the battle between the court and the court is nothing more than the salt affairs in the south of the Yangtze River. Jiangnan is the richest place in Southern Chu, and the salt tax is a lot of money every year.

When the emperor was alive, this salt was always in the hands of King Chen. Over the years, openly and secretly, the extravagance of King Chen's mansion has become more and more extravagant, and the emperor connived, thinking that King Chen is the eldest son, but he has not inherited the unification, and he deliberately dotes on it.

However, this doting has created a situation where the treasury is empty and the palace is rich.

The emperor is a benevolent character, he has always turned big things into small things, and turned small things into small things, and talked with King Chen a few times, but when King Chen disagreed, he could only give up.

Although the emperor failed to see the hidden trouble, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was worried about it.

Looking at Xiao Jing's momentum and reputation in Shengjing City, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince already has a headache. I have talked to Xiao Yiyan many times openly and secretly, thinking about finding someone with good character in my family to take over this tricky matter.

It was a great honor for Xiao Yi to recommend Xie Yun to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

As soon as Xie Yunfu knew His Royal Highness's plan, he decided to take over this hot potato.

It's just that before, Xie Hui was afraid of Xie Li's well-known thoughts about Xiao Jing, and he was unwilling to tear his face with the palace of King Chen.

And later, seeing that Xie Li and Xiao Jing were becoming more and more estranged, Xie Hui slowly loosened a little in this matter. Now this situation is a good opportunity for Xie Yun.

Xie Hui snorted heavily, "I have to pull off a layer of skin this time." It is enough for King Chen's Mansion to be powerful and blessed over the years, and it's time to peel off the skin. ”

Xie Yun smiled implicitly, "Father has great righteousness. ”

Xie Hui glanced at Xie Yun angrily: "Don't buckle a big hat on my head, my head is light and I can't bear it." ”

Xie Yun has always known that his father is a "bad man" who "helps relatives but does not help", if the country's righteousness is contrary to the people he cares about, he will definitely protect the people he cares about without blinking his eyes. Then, even if he used his life to do the justice of the country, he would not hesitate to do it.

This kind of person, Nan Chu is worthy of him, and he will never rebel for the rest of his life.

So, the former emperor and the current emperor are used to Xie Hui's violent temper, and they are also used to Xie Li.

Xie Yun remembered Xie Li's name of "County Lord of Anning" who couldn't cry or laugh, and he felt a little unbearable.

The father and son locked themselves in the study, and discussed carefully for nearly an hour, before calling the little servant, hurried out of the door, and disappeared into the night.

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In the Furong Pavilion, Old Madam Lu closed her eyes slightly, leaned on the head of the bed, and Linlang walked in hurriedly but briskly, and said in a low voice: "Old Madam, the Hou Ye and the second son have finished talking. ”

"What time is it?"

Linlang turned her eyes and looked at the hourglass very quickly, "Calculate the hour, Hou Ye and the second son have been in the study for nearly an hour." ”

"Ugh." Old Madam Lu sighed heavily, "It's time to come, it's going to come sooner or later." ”

The situation of confrontation will be confrontation sooner or later; Those who should be offended will be offended sooner or later.

Even if he stole peace for more than ten years, he bought it with that person's life.

Mrs. Lu got up and quickly reached out to her mother to help, Mrs. Lu waved her hand and said softly: "Arou, I want to go and worship her." ”

The "she" in Mrs. Lu's mouth is naturally known to her mother.

"The old woman will accompany the old lady."

Xiang asked Linlang to take a cloak from her mother, tied it carefully, and said softly: "Although it is already spring and the wind is strong at night, the old lady should put on a cloak." ”

Mrs. Lu let her mother move, and after some squirming, she lifted the lantern to her mother, and the two walked into the night hand in hand.

The ink is like crying, and there is the sound of the wind shrinking and whimpering, just like the night she left, it is not cold, but it is a cold heart, and it is a spring that teaches people to be unbearable and warm.

Finally, he walked to a small cabin, took the key from his mother's bosom, and fumbled to open the door.

There was a "creak" and the door opened.

The room, which was darker than ink, was like a sleeping glutton, devouring the past that no one wanted to mention, lurking quietly in the dark night.

Mrs. Lu's gaze slowly moved from the spring flowers next to the wooden house to the house, took the lantern from Xiang's mother, and walked in slowly.

Xiang's mother stood alone in the dark night and quietly closed the door.

In the room, incense and candles are neatly placed, and the table top is clean, with fresh melons, fruits and pastries.

Old Madam Lu's gaze fell on the tablet.

Xie Men Gu's position.

"I've come to see you." Old Madam Lu's eyes were slightly moist.

"If you give me permission to worship you, I will come and see you."

It seemed that the woman with a bright face was still chuckling, and there was still the last tenderness in her eyes.

"You see, fate is always like this. What ends with you is always started by your child. Don't blame her, she's a good boy, just like you were back then, I just hope for it...... She could have made a different decision......"

Broken whispers dissipated in the evening breeze, lonely as snow.