Chapter Fifty-Three: Plotting Separately
The newly emerging greenery of the branches has wiped out this once-in-a-century heavy snowfall, and there is no trace of spring in sight.
The cold wind blowing in his face made Zhang Ying sober up a lot.
The mood gradually calmed down.
The words of the third uncle may not be just the personal thoughts of the third uncle, but the meaning of the entire Zhang clan, Zhu Jun's private investigation actions, and the fall of Hua's downfall made them feel scared.
Li Chong of the previous dynasty, fortunately to the Empress Dowager Feng with his personal favor, was in power for a while.
Even if there is a stigma left in history, there will still be people who envy it.
In life, how many intrigues and deceits, I have never been able to escape fame and fortune.
The word fame and fortune is the most easy to deceive people's hearts, and how many people can't see it or let it go, so they get lost, lose their nature, and lose their hearts.
There was really no need for him to be indignant, or even indignant.
If he hadn't been there, perhaps he would have made this choice after various trade-offs.
"Lord Lang, Zhu Jun has found many dolls in Washington."
As soon as he arrived at the door, Mu Xing hurriedly greeted him and whispered back in Zhang Ying's ear, "The curses on the puppets are all aimed at the Queen Mother and the Holy Lord." ”
When Zhang Ying heard this, his face suddenly changed color in shock, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "This splash, he is too vicious, this is not to leave a living mouth for the Hua family." "Every time a witch case occurs, a lot of lives are implicated.
"Prepare the car, I'll go to Washington now."
Zhang Ying didn't even enter the Yi Gate, turned around angrily and walked out, but just took two steps, but he paused and asked Xiang Mu Xing, "How did I let you do?" ”
After asking, he raised his resistance again, "Go to the study first." ”
Zhang Ying strode towards the study in the south courtyard, the steps under his feet were extremely vigorous, as if he was stepping on Zhu Jun with his feet, Mu Xing saw that his own man took the initiative and had to keep up.
As soon as he entered the study, he closed the door, and immediately replied, "The eyeliner and dark stake of the Zhu Mansion have been put on, just waiting for Lord Lang's orders." ”
"In the way of others, they should be treated as they are."
I only heard Zhang Ying say angrily, "He can bury puppets in Washington, and we will also bury puppets in his mansion." ”
"How do you write that curse?"
"All the important ministers of the court and the central government, especially the officials from the noble family."
"Yui." Mu Xing restrained the surprise in his heart and responded.
I heard Zhang Ying say again: "You go to Washington with me first, see the words on it, and the shape of the puppet, and then quickly find the workshop where the puppet is made." ”
"Remember, the shape of the puppet buried in Zhu's Mansion must be exactly the same as that of Washington."
"In this way, it won't be done so quickly?"
Zhang Ying turned his head and glared at Mu Xing, "Then speed up, I just want the result." ”
Mu Xing touched his nose and didn't dare to speak more, so he went to Washington with Lord Lang first.
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Zhang Xi sat on the lap of the Empress Dowager Yang, and tore up a lot of sloppiness on the case, in order not to leave a trace, whether it was to intercede for the Hua family, or to list the folds of the Hua family's crimes, she tore it all in one go.
In the end, he was so tired that he leaned on the arms of Empress Dowager Yang and fell asleep.
When she woke up again, it was already dark, and the palace lamp was lit in the warm pavilion, Zhang Xi opened her eyes and saw Yang Zhaohua standing in front of her, and she was startled, she didn't forget that last time this guy pushed her to the ground and the broken porcelain.
She still has a scar on her face.
Busy looking around, seeing Hu Fei, he put his mind at ease.
Because she was relieved, her courage also followed, and she stretched out her hand and threw it at Yang Zhaohua's body, she knew that she had great strength and strength, and she had long wanted to take revenge.
Yang Zhaohua quickly took a step back, making Zhang Xi pounce.
"Sixteen Niang woke up." Hu Yu took Zhang Xi's hand and hugged her.
Even if Zhang Xi stayed in Hu Yu's arms, she still stared at Yang Zhaohua with round apricot eyes, she had been thinking about Yang Zhaohua's hatred for pushing her last time, and she hadn't forgotten it, she had to take revenge and come back.
Moreover, the Yang Zhaohua in front of her is completely different from the Yang Zhaohua in her memory, and she feels more anger and resentment, a resentment that does not belong to her age.
The dark eyes, at first glance, are a little scary.
The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.
Isn't it possible that in two or three years, this Yang Zhaohua will seem to have changed as a person, from being angry with her now to flattering?
She didn't believe it.
Zhang Xi's own experience made her suspicious, Yang Zhaohua must be eccentric.
"After sleeping, you must be hungry, you feed Concubine Qing first." Empress Dowager Yang's voice sounded from outside the curtain, and Concubine Hu hurriedly responded and asked everyone to withdraw, and then peed on the little lady in her arms.
She came to the little lady's side for two months, and because of her intentions, she almost understood all the temperament of the little lady.
Don't look at the little lady's small person, three months younger than her daughter, but she is extremely clever and governor, and she really responded to Fahrenheit's words when she praised the little lady: she is a little elf.
It doesn't take much effort to bring it up
Moreover, it seems that she has a relationship with this child in her previous life, and this child is very clingy to her, and treats her a little closer than the nurse next to her.
When he was in Zhang's Mansion, even Fahrenheit felt strange and put aside his prejudices.
Let her only breastfeed the little lady, and Fahrenheit found another nurse to breastfeed her daughter.
In the warm pavilion, Empress Dowager Yang beckoned to Yang Zhaohua, who had just retired from the inner bed, "Erniang, why are you standing there stunned?" ”
Yang Zhaohua came back to his senses, ran over, and called out to his aunt.
Empress Dowager Yang touched the top of her second niece's head and hugged her into her arms, "Concubine Qing is young, she will live in the palace for a long time in the future, you can often come to the palace to play with her." ”
"Minghua Palace, Lone has already been cleaned up, if you want to live, you can move in at any time."
"Call Sanniang too, there will be Concubine Qing in the future, and with you in the palace, it will be more lively here."
Qing Concubine Qing Fei, three sentences are inseparable from these two words.
Yang Zhaohua resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and secretly made up his mind that he must find out why his aunt likes Zhang Xi so much, obviously she is a milk doll who can't even speak.
But in my aunt's eyes, there is only that milk doll.
It's ridiculous that in her previous life, she heard that her aunt gave Zhang Xi such a name, and she thought that her aunt wanted Zhang Xi to enter the palace to be Yuwenzan's concubine.
It was only later that I realized that the concubine is the same as "crimson", which refers to a light red color.
Yang Zhaohua resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and secretly made up his mind that he must find out why his aunt likes Zhang Xi so much, obviously she is a milk doll who can't even speak.
But in my aunt's eyes, there is only that milk doll.
It's ridiculous that in her previous life, she heard that her aunt gave Zhang Xi such a name, and she thought that her aunt wanted Zhang Xi to enter the palace to be Yuwenzan's concubine.
It was only later that I realized that the concubine is the same as "crimson", which refers to a light red color.