Chapter 230 The little bandit is coming to Beijing
Xin Zhuo had to re-examine this eldest sister. He felt that there was a reason why she was locked up at home, and he was afraid that she was going crazy!
"You don't believe me?" Jiang Huan's face was full of disappointment, and she said in the voice of only two people: "You should believe me! Back then, the Jiang family was too strong and too big, with disciples and former officials all over the world, God's gift When the emperor seized the throne , the government and the public were in turmoil, and many people tried to persuade my grandfather to ascend the throne. Did you know that my uncle and my grandmother did not agree in the end, so my grandfather had to give up, but this also laid the foundation for the trouble, and the court was concerned about it, which eventually led to In the battle of Kunxu Demon, the day I came back to report the news, that is, the day I was lost, the Shenwu Army and the Dianqian Army rebelled, including the Fengjian Division, Zhenwu Division, Qin Tianjian and the masters in the palace
Jiang family boys and girls Basically all the children were killed, the old lady died tragically, and even the eldest princess Zheng, Princess Beihai, Princess Feihuang, and Princess Liyang were also killed. Their breath was completely cut off. I seemed to... see it with my own eyes.
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Later, it was your mother who returned from the Taiping Palace to calm the chaos and stabilize the situation! As a result, in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the old lady and the others disappeared, and then they ran out alive. They had been kidnapped or were impersonated by people using secret techniques to disguise themselves!
It is true that there are only your mother, Venerable Jiang Yong, Chanyi, Yugui, Nuying and a few maids under you in the mansion now!
You have to believe me, I am born with full spiritual intelligence and know the future.
Do you know? The reason why you are lost is actually your father's arrangement. Xin Si is not a man slave at all. He is your grandfather's milk brother. Before your father died, he had predicted everything and asked me to come back secretly to tell him and let him take you. Fly far away! "
Xin Zhuo looked at her hesitantly, feeling cold all over his body. He didn't weave the story this way. He hesitated for a moment: "Does my mother know? ”
Jiang Huan grabbed his hand with tears in her eyes: "Although your mother is extremely talented, how did you know this weird and fake trick? This method requires ten years of preparation in advance and extremely clever placement. There is no mistake in it. It is so wonderful. peak, Even the court doesn’t know, no one even knows where they came from.”
Xin Zhuo said in surprise: “So, what method do you have to teach me?”
Jiang Huan said in a deep voice. "Now there is only the Western Qin Army, There is an iron bucket there, and the third uncle is there, but he is not going to die soon..."
"Bang!"
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the old lady took the lead. A group of servants appeared at the door. The old man appeared at the door. She burst into tears and choked with sobs: "Huan'er, what on earth do you want grandma to do? Do you have to drag Yuqing to rebel with you to feel at ease? Grandma, please stop talking nonsense, you have caused too few troubles. ”
As he said this, he rushed over and hugged Jiang Huan. Tears were pouring down his face and he was sobbing loudly. His white hair was a little messy, which was very sad to see.
Jiang Huan's body was trembling, and she suddenly hugged her, looking up to the sky and laughing, as if she was crazy.
"Huan'er, take a rest, don't be nervous..." The old lady slapped Jiang Huan on the back in pain.
Xin Zhuo sighed and said: "Grandma, please unchain the eldest sister. Her meridians have been severed. I have tried it. She has at most one month to live, and even gods can't save her!"< br>
Jiang Huan is indeed cut off from life, confused and seeking death. No matter how amazing the medical skills in the world are, they cannot save a person who is about to die mentally and mentally.
Got up and walked out.
The crying behind me was even louder.
Xin Zhuo's steps are very slow, and his face is cloudy and uncertain. The most difficult thing in the world to distinguish is the words of a madman. It is difficult for you to tell which sentence is true, which sentence is false, and which sentence is her fantasy.
But when it comes to things like seizing a body, I am the number one seizing player!
“Your eldest sister Jiang Huan has suffered all her life.”
The old lady walked aside at some point, "He was a genius back then. He was betrothed to the son of Duke Xu Guogong at the age of fourteen. The boy died of illness the next year. At the age of fifteen, he was betrothed to the grandson of Prince Liang, and then the boy disappeared.
Sixteen years old When her parents went to war and the whole family was destroyed, people became confused and immersed in fantasy all day long. Sometimes she believed what she said, and it was difficult for us to question the truth or falsehood. This was the reason why grandma trapped her. People's hearts were full of The flesh grows, and grandma also feels pain .
That day, my 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 a safe area by the masters of the mansion. How could the dignified Jiang family lie there like a dead dog? Land?
Back then, your eldest sister said that the emperor had been replaced by someone else. Her words were so vivid that all the officials in the court were at a loss. Alas! The chains were released. "She sighed and left in a different way, as if she had aged more than ten years. , staggering.
Xin Zhuo paused, hesitated for a moment, and turned to the other side.
As soon as they 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. He took it and opened it, and saw a line of beautiful small words: "Little bandit, I will arrive in the capital in two days. Are you surprised? Treat me to a meal. What..."
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but smile as he thought of that handsome girl who was dignified, virtuous, principled, had her own ideas, and had a special temperament.
“Little lover?”
I don't know when my mother sat at his desk.
Xin Zhuo was a little embarrassed: "Can you please stop doing this? I'm so embarrassed."
"You know how to be shy." Ji Jiuwei patted the side and Xin Zhuo sat over, then she said: "If you like Su Miaojin, that girl, I will take this opportunity to cook the rice. Mom will support you."
Xin Zhuo was a little surprised: "Is it appropriate?"
Ji Jiuwei hated Tie Cheng Gang said: "You boy, that girl has carefully looked at that girl for my mother. She is a good girl with a kind heart. She has helped you so much. If you are interested in her and hesitate, she will be someone else's, not to mention she is yours." Wife.”
Xin Zhuo was completely embarrassed: "Are you...sure?"
"Why are you not sure?"
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September 22nd.
The elder of the Taiping Palace and the eldest princess of Qin in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ji Jiuwei, brought her son Jiang Yuqing into the Taiping Palace!
Among the nine thousand members and disciples of the Taiping Palace, 1,780 or 1,780 came out to greet him. All he saw were people with wide robes and long sleeves, handsome and elegant people, or majestic and handsome people.
There is no ordinary curiosity, excitement, or watching the excitement, but only calmness and respect. They are neatly arranged as if they are well-measured wooden stakes. No matter how the Jiang family prince looks outside, when he arrives at the Taiping Palace It is extremely obvious that there are many real Shinto masters in Taiping Palace.
What they respect is Elder Ji Jiuwei, and what Elder Ji’s son looks like, and whether he is qualified to participate in Fengtian Tower.
Xin Zhuo has become immune to the attention of the crowd. He just glanced at the crowd, and then he was surprised to find that there were so many masters that he could easily ignore them. He looked at the majestic and endless palaces and misty palaces behind the crowd. of clouds.
How many monuments are there? Isn’t this going to be posted?
I really have no inspiration. I don’t know how to write to make it look better and better. Some people always say that the writing is getting worse and worse, and a lot of scalps will be scratched.
(End of this chapter)