It's already the time of the day.

It was dark outside, and the servants had already lit red lanterns, and everywhere was bright, in stark contrast to the darkness of the house.

The room is not big, in the middle of a three-legged tripod hollow moire carved copper furnace, three wenge folding leg circle chairs on the left and right, the north wall is placed with a wenge head case, and there is a wenge four-out official hat chair at each end of the desk.

The British Duke Han Li sat in the official hat chair in his right hand, and there was a delicate birdcage made of pure gold on the high table next to him, and the little starling in it jumped up and down from time to time, looking at people with gray eyes, and he was very angry.

Han Tingfang knelt by the copper stove, and the pain in his knee reminded him that he had been kneeling here for an afternoon.

Taking advantage of his grandfather's inattention, Han Tingfang moved his knees from time to time to relieve the soreness.

The starling shouted strangely at this time: "Little beast! Little brute! ”

The tone is very much like that of a grandfather.

was so frightened that Han Tingfang immediately knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

"Get up."

Han Li opened his mouth, because he hadn't drunk water for a long time, his throat felt like it had been burned by fire, and it hurt terribly.

Han Tingfang stood up with his body propped up, "oops" and fell to the ground with a painful cry.

A crowd of people rushed in outside the door.

The Yang family felt sorry for his son, but he didn't dare to cry, so he helped Han Tingfang up with his maid with red eyes, and reprimanded Han Tingfang with a cold face: "What trouble did you cause again?" ”

A servant girl lit a lamp, and the light flowed with the influx of people, and the room suddenly became alive.

Yang wanted to intercede with his youngest son, but the moment the lamp was lit, Yang almost screamed when he saw Han Li's face reflected in the light.

"Uncle Jun......"

She couldn't hide her anxiety and shouted, "What's the matter?" ”

The British Duke Han Li has been an overseer and has been on the battlefield, although he is a civil servant, his body is much tougher than that of an ordinary old man.

Han Li also loves to maintain health, when to sleep and when to wake up, when to eat tea, and when to swallow what meals every day.

He stood with Han Guanzhong, the prince of the British prince, if it weren't for the gray hair and just looking at his face, outsiders would still think that Han Li and Han Guanzhong were a pair of brothers.

But at this moment, Han Li's face suddenly became haggard, as if after an afternoon, he was ten years old.

Yang twisted the silk handkerchief in his hand, and the uneasiness on his face became more and more obvious under the light.

"Uncle Jun," she said tremblingly, "no matter what trouble Erlang causes, your boss must take good care of himself." ”

Seeing that Han Li didn't speak, Yang endured his heartache and pinched Han Tingfang with all his might: "Let you get into trouble!" You can't learn well from your brother! ”

Han Tingfang's legs were sore, and he couldn't dodge Yang's hand, so he had to wail loudly, hoping to make Yang's heart soft.

"Yang, that's it."

Han Li waved his hand, his expression was tired and a little impatient: "Don't fight, this matter has nothing to do with Erlang, I want to ask Erlang something, I forgot it for a while, and asked him to kneel on the ground for so long." ”

"Grandfather! How can you be like this! Both of my legs are going to be wasted! ”

Yang pinched Han Tingfang again, and asked the maidservant to carry the wailing Han Tingfang out of the house.

"Uncle Jun, what happened?"

Han Li didn't plan to hide it from this capable daughter-in-law, there was a change in the family, and the family had to prepare early.

"Haven't Heiyuki and Daro returned home yet?"

The uneasiness in Yang's heart was like a cluster of wildfire, burning more and more: "Someone has been sent to summon him." Fang Cai Xiaowu came back and said that Lang Jun was left in the Qingbo Palace to do business, and Da Lang Xu went out to play with the fourth son, and he didn't know when he would return home. ”

Han Li sighed and stood up with his chair: "Don't wait, Ping Zhi Bacheng won't be able to come back tonight." Yang, change Erlang's clothes, and let him follow me into the palace to ask for guilt. ”

Yang almost didn't stand firm: "Uncle Jun, what crime please?" What did Jiro cause in the end? ”

Could it be that it is related to the ten princesses again?

Last time, Erlang dragged the ten princesses into the lake, and he never entered the palace with Uncle Jun to ask for guilt, why did he have to go this time?

Don't......

A bad thought flashed in Yang's heart, could it be that Erlang beat the tenth princess to death?

Her face turned white with fright.

Han Li glanced at him and smiled gently: "Yang, don't be afraid, it has nothing to do with Erlang." This disaster was caused by Erlang's little uncle. ”

Yang knew that he still had a little uncle, who died before he reached adulthood. The aunt he had never met also died of illness because of this incident.

But why did the little uncle die, the Yang family didn't know.

Han Tingfang quickly changed his clothes and sat in the same carriage as Han Li.

As a young man, he quickly noticed that his grandfather was unusual today, so he refused to be as naughty as before, and sat honestly on one side, looking at his nose and his heart.

"Erlang." Han Li touched the top of his little grandson's head and sighed almost inaudibly.

Han Tingfang looked up at Han Li and waited for Han Li to continue.

"Eat less."

Han Tingfang was almost choked, and his grandfather Yin Yin looked at him, just to say such a sentence to poke his heart?

"After a while, when you come to the king, you will answer whatever the king asks you, and you must not hide anything."

Han Tingfang asked sneeringly: "Then when I encounter something good about Xiao Yuan, do you want to tell the king?" ”

Han Li lowered his face: "Is her name what you can call her?" Shout Her Royal Highness Princess! ”

Han Tingfang was frightened, his grandfather had never been angry with him for such a trivial matter. He used to jump in the yard and scold Xiao Yuan for being a liar, and his grandfather laughed at it.

Is it because the king is so fond of that little liar?

The grandfather and grandson entered the Mirror Lake Hall smoothly and unhindered.

The king rests here at night.

"Your Majesty!"

Han Li fell to his knees with a "poof", his white hair trembling with his movements, trembling, and there was a possibility of scattering at any time.

"The old minister is confused! The old minister shouldn't be murderous! ”

Han Tingfang was blinded, it turned out that it was not his fault, but his Ah Weng's fault!

The British Duke Han Li has two sons, the eldest son Duanfang and the second son are dissolute.

The youngest son should always be favored, not to mention that this youngest son has the same hobby as the British public, and they both like to raise birds.

In order to chase a kingfisher, the second son of the British prince led two small men to toss in other people's fields for a long time, and poured a large piece of wheat seedlings that were being filled.

The little boy who watched Mai Miao came up to stop him, and the second son of the British Gong supported the little boy to beat the child half to death.

This move annoyed a village.

The village is not large, but it is inhabited by a single family. The clansmen are united, and when the family is in trouble, they help each other.

Naturally, the boys in the clan also beat up the second son of the British Gong.

The pampered family Langjun was not strong in his body, and he died two days after being carried back.

The British duchess was also bedridden and soon died.

After Han Li took care of the funeral of his old wife and beloved son, he accused the people of this village of collaborating with the enemy, insisting that they were people who rebelled against his son. All the young and strong people in the village were imprisoned, and few came out alive.

After that, Han Li was busy welcoming Xiao Qian into Beijing, and gradually forgot about it.

Who knows, more than ten years have passed, and there will be people seeking revenge.

will seek revenge at this juncture.

Han Li sighed, this is all fate.