Chapter 230: Little Bandit, I'm Going to Beijing
Xin Zhuo had to re-examine this eldest sister, he felt that it was not for nothing that she was locked up at home, but he was afraid that she would be crazy!
"You don't believe me?" Jiang Huan's face was full of disappointment, and she said in a voice of only two people: "You should believe me!" When the Jiang family was too strong and too huge, the protΓ©gΓ©s and officials were all over the world, and when the Emperor of Heaven seized the throne, the government and the opposition were in turmoil, and there were many people who persuaded your grandfather to ascend the throne, do you know?
Uncle didn't agree in the end, but he also buried the root of the curse, and was remembered by the imperial court, which eventually led to the battle of Kunxu Demon, the day I came back to report the news, that is, the day you lost it, the Shenwu Army and the Dianqian Army rebelled, mixed with the Fengjian Division, the Zhenwu Division, the Qin Tianjian and the masters in the palace.
The boys and girls of the Jiang family were basically killed, the old lady died tragically, and even Princess Zheng Guochang, Princess Beihai, Princess Feihuang, and Princess Liyang were also killed, I seem to be ...... I saw it with my own eyes, but I can't remember it clearly.
Later, it was your mother who returned from the Taiping Palace to quell the chaos and stabilize the situation! As a result, in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the old lady and their bodies were gone, and they ran out alive again, I suspect that they were taken away, or the secret method was disguised!
If not, why don't they take revenge?
That's right! Did you know? The reason why you went missing is actually your father's arrangement, Xin Si is not a horse slave at all, he is your grandfather's brother, your father had expected everything before he died, let me come back secretly and tell him, let him take you away and fly away! β
Xin Zhuo looked at her hesitantly, he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body, and he didn't make up the story like this, and hesitated for a moment: "Does my mother know?"
Jiang Huan grabbed his hand, her eyes were misty with tears: "What can your mother do if she knows?" Can she fight the Manchu Dynasty by herself? She only hopes that you are safe, and she will guard you to the death when you come back, and she will not go anywhere, right? β
Xin Zhuo's scalp was numb: "So, what method do you have to teach me?"
Jiang Huan said in a deep voice: "Now there is only the Western Qin Army, the third uncle ......"
"Bang dang!"
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the old lady appeared at the door with a group of subordinates, who were already in tears, and choked up: "Huan'er, how do you let your grandmother be good?" Grandmother, please stop talking nonsense, have you caused less trouble? β
Saying that, he rushed over and hugged Jiang Huan, tears flowed and he cried, and his white hair was a little messy, which was sad.
Jiang Huan's body trembled, and she suddenly hugged her: "Grandmother, forgive me, the elders in the family died tragically, Huan'er felt uncomfortable, and Huan'er was going crazy."
Choked up and cried bitterly to Xin Zhuo: "Brother, the eldest sister is talking nonsense, the eldest sister really can't control herself, and the eldest sister's mind is full of the death of her father and brother...... Sorry ......"
Xin Zhuo sighed and patted the old lady and Jiang Huan on the shoulders: "Grandmother, untie the chains of the eldest sister, the meridians have been broken, what can I do, I have tried, she has a month of life at most, and the gods can't save it!"
Jiang Huan is indeed cut off from life, and she is killing herself, no matter how miraculous medical skills in the world are, she can't save herself, and her mind and heart will die.
Got up and walked out.
The crying behind him was louder.
Xin Zhuo's steps are very slow, his face is embarrassed, if you talk about this kind of thing, he is the number one player! Don't say it with such a word!
"Your eldest sister Jiang Huan has suffered all her life."
The old lady didn't know when he walked aside, "I was a genius back then, at the age of fourteen, I was married to the son of Xu Guogong, and the kid died of illness the next year, and at the age of fifteen, I was married to the grandson of the king of Liangjun, and then the kid was gone."
At the age of sixteen, he fought with his father, the whole family was destroyed, people were lost, and she was immersed in fantasy all day long, sometimes she believed what she said, and it was difficult for us to question the truth or falsehood, and my grandmother had to trap her like this, people's hearts were flesh and blood, and my grandmother also hurt.
On that day, Grandmother and several of your aunts were indeed on the verge of tragic death and fell in a pool of blood, but they were desperately escorted to safety by the masters of the house.
Your mother's business may be true, but if your mother doesn't say it, who knows?
Back then, your eldest sister also said that when someone dropped her bag today, she said it vividly, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were at a loss, alas! β
With a long sigh, he changed his way and left, as if he was a teenager old, and his steps were staggering.
Xindra paused, then turned to the other side.
As soon as she arrived at Lanxian Pavilion, Li Yun was waiting, holding a letter in her hand and handing it over respectfully.
Seeing the familiar pattern, Xin Zhuo knew who it was, took it and opened it, and saw a line of juanxiu small characters: "Little thief, I have two days to go to the capital, is it an accident?" Please what do I eat......"
Xin Zhuo remembered the handsome girl who was dignified and sagely, principled and had her own ideas, and had a very special temperament, and couldn't help but smile.
"Little lover?"
The old lady sat down at his book at some point, looking at him with a smile on her face.
Xin Zhuo was a little embarrassed: "Mom, can you stop doing this?" Blame the embarrassment. β
"I also know how to be shy." Ji Jiuwei patted aside, Xin Zhuo sat down, and she said: "Jiang Huan is indeed crazy, but she is not completely nonsense, there is something that is true, Xin Si is arranged by your father, not only him, the whole house arranged thirty-nine people, with thirty-nine children of the same age as you, and even his mother was hidden, he guessed that some people would take the opportunity to kill the heirs of the Jiang family." Mother doesn't even know if it's right or wrong to let you come back and carry so much? β
Xin Zhuo was silent, I thought I was here to lie down and win.
Ji Jiuwei was silent for a moment, and then changed the topic: "Su Miaojin, if you like it, this time I will take the opportunity to cook raw rice and mature rice, and my mother will support you."
Xin Zhuo was a little surprised: "Is it appropriate?"
Ji Jiuwei hated iron and said: "You kid, that girl has carefully studied for her mother, she is a good girl with a kind heart, she helps you so much, if you are interested in her and hesitate, it is someone else's, not to mention that she is your wife."
Xin Zhuo was completely embarrassed: "You...... Are you sure? β
"Why is my mother unsure?"
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September 22.
Ji Jiuwei, the elder of the Taiping Palace and the eldest princess of the Great Zhou Qin Kingdom, brought his son Jiang Yuqing into the Taiping Palace!
The 9,000 members and disciples of the Taiping Palace, all those who have free time, all onlookers, are all wide robes and big sleeves, or handsome and free-spirited, or handsome and handsome.
There is no ordinary curiosity, excitement, and excitement, some are just calm and respectful, neatly like a good wooden stake, no matter how the Jiang family is outside, it is extremely inconspicuous when he arrives in the Taiping Palace, and there is no shortage of real Shinto masters in the Taiping Palace.
What they respected was Elder Ji Jiuwei, and what the son of Elder Ji, who was unparalleled and proud as frost, was like on the onlookers, and whether he was eligible to participate in the Fengtian Tower.
Xin Zhuo was immune to this kind of thing, he just glanced at the crowd cursoly, and then was surprised to find that there were so many masters, it was easy to ignore, looking at the towering palace and the ethereal clouds behind the crowd.
How many monuments are there? Isn't this posted?