Chapter 92: Stirring a hornet's nest?
It seems that there is a mastermind pushing this case deeper and more serious.
Su Xuanming and others went to the Yamen for three days in a row to urge the progress of the matter, but they were all perfunctorily returned by official officials.
"My lord is not here, Su Langjun, you should come back another day."
"Su Langjun, I'm really sorry, my lord is not feeling well and has asked for leave today."
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Seeing Su Xuanming's perseverance, an official who was familiar with the ninth brother secretly said: "Please tell your eldest brother to give up quickly. This matter is not big or small, but now it has become a hot potato. You also know the meaning of it, don't call me Everyone is in trouble. "
The ninth brother found a deserted place and conveyed these words to Su Xuanming.
He kept looking at Su Xuanming's expression.
Su Xuanming had slender eyebrows and a pair of deep eyes looking at the closed government door.
The dark pupils were filled with strong emotions, like undercurrents under the calm sea.
"Brother?" Ninth Brother looked worried.
My eldest brother has a pure and kind nature and has never seen those ghostly tricks before.
He firmly believes that great righteousness exists in the world, and the sun shines on all things.
"Brother, the kid is difficult to deal with, maybe not..." Ninth Brother couldn't say any more.
Whether the kid is difficult to deal with or it is the adult's intention, doesn't this damage the reputation of the government?
"Nothing." Su Xuanming said coldly.
Ninth brother hesitated: "Should we ask my godmother?"
"No need. My mother-in-law told us years ago that we should let everything take its course and respect our nature. Just take it from your heart.”
Ninth brother thought about it and realized that his godmother had indeed said that, and his anxious heart suddenly calmed down.
In places where no one can see, many promoters are secretly exerting their strength.
In an extremely secretive and exquisite courtyard, the mysterious man's thick black hair was draped over his shoulders, and he was spinning a glass cup in his hand.
"The luminous cup of grape wine. This glass cup is indeed the best match for wine. Beautiful! Beautiful!"
The mysterious man smiled at the corner of his mouth and took a sip of wine, with a look on his face. An intoxicating smile.
The butler who was waiting on the side was smiling. The master was not happy because of the wine, but he was clearly happy because Gu Nanxi, the Marquis of Yongchang's wife, was exhausted.
"Master, Xiao Hei said, Mrs. Yongchanghou has been closed in the courtyard to thank guests for many days. Thinking about it, she also has a headache because of this matter."
The mysterious man's face is like the sky in June, it changes at will.
It was sunny just now, but it turned into clouds at this moment.
“Huh, Gu Nanxi has made me suffer so many losses, I must repay him.”
“Isn’t that old woman looking for a way around? Let him and Concubine Tong got on the line."
The housekeeper hesitated and said, "The relationship between this saint and Gu Nanxi is irreconcilable. Will he be biased towards Gu Nanxi?"
The mysterious man looked blank, although there had been news that the matter of Gu Nanxi's lover was purely a rumor.
But the matter between man and woman is true and false, false and true, who dares to guarantee the truth?
Be sure to be careful.
Just when the mysterious man frowned and hesitated, news came from Xiao Hei.
The butler looked solemn, spread out the note, and read softly: "Master, Xiao Hei said that Su Xuanming was miserable in the Yamen for several days. When he was discussing with one of his brothers, he said that Gu Nanxi wanted them to go along with it. Naturally, respect your heart.”
"Huh?" The mysterious man was stunned for a moment. What trick did Gu Nanxi use?
Is it possible that she is exerting her strength silently from behind?
The mysterious man couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, and kept circling around the small fish pond.
The koi in the fish pond are as fat as catfish, swimming slowly in the water.
The mysterious man sprinkled a handful of fish food, but the koi carps seemed to be invisible and ignored them.
"Unfamiliar beast." The mysterious man cursed secretly, then clapped his hands.
"Didn't Nancy Gu say let nature take its course? I want to see how she can sit on the Diaoyutai in the face of the storm?" As the mysterious man made up his mind, the storm in Kyoto became more and more intense. Come bigger.
Now not only among the market, but also in Fuquan Teahouse and major teahouses, storytellers are discussing this matter invariably.
“This Su Dalang is young and energetic, and has been fooled.”
"It seems to me that Su Dalang can't recognize himself. Do you really think that he is that Bao Qingtian?"
"Oh, what's the point of saying these words? The doctor in that hospital was arrested for many days. If they don’t open the door, I can’t even go to get medicine.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if you went next door? The door is always open."
The tea guest rolled his eyes: "Is that a place where civilians like me can go? As soon as I step in, half of my skin will be shaved off."
“Money or life is more important? The store you often go to is cheap, but it kills people?”
"Aren't you unconscious? Are you actually dead?"
Someone from the corner came up and said, "I heard that the death was extremely miserable, with bleeding from all the orifices and wailing all night long."
"Hissing." Hiss.”
Everyone gasped.
“It’s better not to be cured.”
"How can a mother bear with a man with white hair sending a man with black hair?"
"Oh, Su Dalang really doesn't know what's going on. Why should such a quack doctor protect him?"
>On the second floor of Fuquan Teahouse, the fragrance of tea is subtle.
A middle-aged man kept rolling his eyes and complained: "Even if you have a problem with Cui Sanlun, there is no need for you to drag his disciples to death."
Old man Today he wore a new flower, with a big red flower on his old face, and he himself is still pretty.
"I'm talking to you, why don't you answer?" the middle-aged man said angrily, "If Cui Sanlun learns about this and wants to scratch your face, I won't help."
"When Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions."
老The leader arranged the flowers on his head and said confidently: "I am teaching Cui Sanlun's disciples. It's fine if he doesn't thank me. How can he blame me?"
The middle-aged man nodded at him. , laughed angrily: "You have been exposed to the rain yourself, so you want to throw stones at other people."
The old man chuckled and remained silent.
It is not his fault that this matter has caused such a big fuss. It was clear that the Yongchang Houfu had too many enemies, which caused all parties to join forces.
I just don’t know, are these enemies aiming at Marquis Yongchang, Gu Nanxi, or Su Xuanming?
Or is it Cui Sanron?
The old man lowered his eyes to hide the deep meaning in his eyes.
The bigger the wind and waves, the happier the fish will run.
I haven't been back to Kyoto for many years. I didn't expect that the water in Kyoto is getting deeper and deeper.
Even the honest little Nanxi is beginning to show her prowess.
Gu Nanxi, who was missed by everyone, was lying in her courtyard happily.
Lu Mei served her very attentively, Gu Nan Xi put out her hands and opened her mouth when she came to eat.
The biggest trouble is the filial care and concern from Su Yunyan every day.
"Today, the little lady brought squirrel fish."
I don't know what kind of seasoning Su Yunyan used, but the strong sour gas hit my face.
"Give it to her brothers to try. They are worried and have no appetite." Gu Nanxi waved her hand.
Lu Mei thought to herself, the gentlemen are not too worried, they all believe what the lady said to let nature take its course and follow their heart.
It turns out that there are so many treasures watching and supporting me. Thank you, treasures.
(End of this chapter)