Chapter Twenty-Three: The Death Penalty of Destroying the Gate
Fortunately, Jiang Wan reacted quickly enough not to drip on her collar, and used a handkerchief to wipe the tea stains on the corners of her lips, and her heart palpitated.
Under the other party's calm and hot eyes, she had a shallow understanding of the hidden city. The man who appeared at the Chen family's wedding with Rong Sheng, why did he come to the Rong family? Rong Sheng, who was not far away, watched the play and became fascinated, as if he hadn't noticed him.
She covered half of her face with her hand, and asked Rong Caiwei in a low tone, "Do you know the man in white opposite?"
Rong Caiwei looked at her description, the man's facial features were angular, there was a kind of indifferent rebelliousness in his expression, the excitement around him was incompatible with him, and his whole body exuded indifference that was difficult to approach. This person was special, and she recognized it at once.
"I heard that the servant in the house said that he was a distinguished guest from the Murong family, and my father called him a good guest. What's the matter? You're in love with him?"
Jiang Wan denied: "No." "The Chen family got married, Rong Sheng took off her veil and lost her hand, and she was injured by a hidden weapon, and the veil still fell off. The person who started to help Rong Sheng make her ugly was him.
She hated Rong Sheng, and even the people related to her were angry. However, he is extremely fast, and it is not ordinary to be able to easily hurt her, so he must first find out his details. "Which Murong?"
"What do you say, Nanning has the surname Murong of Qingyi's cousin's mother's family, and the one you are talking about is called Murong Fusu. When the melon seeds bottomed out, Rong Caiwei clapped her hands and drank the fruit tea on the table.
"That's weird. I have seen all the people in the Murong family, there is no one named Murong Fusu, he is a liar. Jiang Wan was sure that his identity was false because Jinling City and Hecheng were far away, and the Murong family didn't want to see Rongbei, the concubine who was left behind, how could they send someone to Hecheng to get close to Rong Sheng?
Rong Caiwei was surprised by her affirmative tone, "No, can the distinguished guests invited by my father have a vacation?"
Jiang Wan said: "It's not good to say, the Rong family is not what it used to be, and there are more people who are worried about it." You, ask your father to wipe his eyes, don't let people deceive him. ”
Under Jiang Wan's instigation, Rong Caiwei told Rong Jiangchen about it.
Rong Jiangchen wavered, not only afraid that what Cai Wei said was true, but also afraid that he would be deceived by others, and that he would be wronged and estranged, and others agreed in advance to help the eldest son find a good job in the middle. He hesitated, and after much deliberation, he decided to give it a try.
When the ceremony went to the banquet, he specially ordered someone to send two pots of peach blossom wine to Baili Fusu. "Fusu, I heard that the head of the Murong family, Murong Chengguan, is a scholar from the four grades, with sharp words and brilliant writing, and he is a minister given by the emperor's palace, as a member of the Murong family, you must be quite knowledgeable, you might as well make a poem to fulfill my birthday and have a perfect ending." ”
The guests cast their eyes one after another, including Rong Sheng's.
If it weren't for Rong Jiangchen embarrassing Baili Fusu in public, she wouldn't have known that Baili Fusu was coming. Turning around, he put one hand on his cheek and looked at it meaningfully.
Baili Fusu played with the jade wrench in his hand, and behaved casually, as if he didn't feel at ease with Rong Jiangchen's request, until Rong Jiangchen mentioned it again, his voice was cold, and he asked with a smile: "Is the play not good or the food is not good enough, do you want me to compose poems for you to have fun?"
Rong Jiangchen was worried about messing up the future of his eldest son, and said with a tactful smile: "The young man has misunderstood, there are many dignitaries and dignitaries here today, and I am kind enough to create opportunities for you to behave and behave." ”
"I appreciate your kindness. Writing poetry, not interested. Baili Fusu refused mercilessly, Rong Jiangchen was just a parasite raised by the Rong family, and he really took himself seriously. His eyes turned slightly, and then he found that Rong Sheng was not looking at him with a bad face, he was suddenly stunned, and then smiled, "Your good niece is back, why don't you introduce it to everyone, you want a poem, and it is just right for her to write a poem for you." ”
Rong Sheng's smile froze on his face, and the fruit tea he had just drunk became tasteless. This black-bellied Baili Fusu, wherever she goes, she doesn't stop for a moment. Rong Jiangchen's birthday is to dredge up his own contacts and let his baby daughter show her face. If it weren't for the four elders asking him not to treat her equally, he would have locked her up in the backyard.
She also wanted to stay a few more days to worship at the ancestral tomb, but she couldn't keep Rong Jiangchen from driving her away in advance because of this matter.
Baili Fusu saw that Rong Jiangchen didn't squeak for a long time, and his tone was aggravated, "I was urging it just now, but now I am not happy to change someone, do you want me to surrender my identity and save face for you?"
Rong Jiangchen felt weak in his heart, and he didn't dare to say one, and if he couldn't answer this question, he would inevitably be taken out by the guests as a joke in private. Even if he was reluctant to ask Rong Sheng to come out, Baili Fusu asked about this, and he had no reason to refuse.
If Rong Sheng's poem is good, the name of a talented woman will definitely be spread far and wide in the future, and if it is not good, these people laughed at Xiao Sheng at the same time, but also laughed at him. He didn't want Rong Sheng to be eye-catching, and he didn't want to lose face, so in a hurry, he thought of a compromise method:
"Rong Sheng has been raised in Hecheng since she was a child, and she has never seen such a lively scene, let her compose poems, don't freak her out, why don't you let the little girl Caiwei play a song for everyone, how about it?"
The guests didn't buy Rong Jiangchen's account, and as early as when Baili Fusu said the word niece, he began to guess Rong Sheng's identity. At that time, everyone knew that after a second-class general retired from his armor and returned to the field, he had a love entanglement with a ghost doctor and a female general. According to the seniority, Rong Sheng is undoubtedly Rong Bei's blood and bones. I haven't made trouble for so many years, why did I suddenly come back?
Someone started to make a fuss: "Rong Jiangchen, just call your niece out, recognize everyone's face, if you can't compose poetry, you won't be able to do it, why force her to do it, we are not a flood beast, I am afraid that we will do something." ”
One stone stirs up a thousand waves, and the rest follows:
"We have heard Cai Wei's piano skills, and the aftermath lingers, and it has been endless for three days, so good that I have nothing to say. More curious than that, we're more curious about your niece Rong Sheng. ”
"The ghost doctor is ghostly, except for the dead who have seen her appearance, only Rong Bei, I don't know what kind of face her daughter will be?"
"The more you talk, the more mysterious it becomes, what about people? haven't come out yet, Rong Jiangchen is really enough ink. ”
Rong Jiangchen was forced by the situation to ask Rong Sheng to come out, but unfortunately, the slave crawled in front of him and shouted: "Old man, it's not good, something is wrong." ”
"Bastard, what can't you say slowly?" Rong Jiangchen was annoyed, but because of the presence of the guests, he didn't start beating people.
The slave panicked: "Blood-colored coral, broken ......"
"What!" Rong Jiangchen's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was cloudy, and he felt a fire burning to his throat and eyes, burning painfully.
Blood-colored corals are extremely rare, and they have always been treasures contributed to the palace by emperors and merchants from all over the world, and the number of blood-colored corals is limited, so very few people know about it, Rong Jiangchen secretly hid it, and committed the capital crime of copying and beheading all over the house!