Chapter 1413： 718 confession

The king of Zhennan became more and more angry, and thunder flashed in his eyes, and said ruthlessly: "It's not true, what's going on, sister, you know clearly! Sister, you can go back, stay in Qiao's house if you are fine, Don't walk around! "

Mrs. Qiao was dumbfounded, and had no idea that King Zhennan dared to treat himself like this, pointing at him angrily: "Xiao Shen, how dare you!"

Xiao Shen is the name of King Zhennan. Since the death of King Nan of the old town, King Zhennan is the most honorable person in southern Xinjiang. No one has ever called him by name.

Mrs. Qiao recklessly rebuked: "I'm your dear sister. When the father and king were out, I worked hard to raise you and grow up. My elder sister is like a mother. You treat me like this!" Old students often talked, trying to arouse the guilt of King Zhennan.

To this day, she still does not know wake up! King Zhennan looked at Mrs. Qiao, who kept counting on his nose, and was extremely disappointed.

"Enough!" King Zhennan interrupted Mrs. Qiao politely, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Since you think that the King is punishing him too lightly, then he will remove all military posts from the Qiao family from now on, Qiao His family was closed and introspected to cooperate with the investigation of the Southern Army! "

Mrs. Qiao was stunned, her mouth opened and closed, and she didn't want to understand how things got to this point. She just came over and asked what had happened, so why did they fold in their Qiao family?

At this moment, Mrs. Joe was really anxious, "brother ..."

But it's late!

The King of Zhennan didn't want to listen to her at all, so he straightened his voice and said, "Come, drop off!"

As soon as King Zhennan spoke, there was no room for Mrs. Qiao to question again. Several wives with big waists and round heads went to work and sent Mrs. Qiao away half or half.

Mrs. Qiao left, and the study room was finally clean again, but the king of Zhennan was still angry, his face was pale, and his forehead was twitching.

"Master Wang," the Chinese bellflower walked over, and put tea on the eyebrows, and said softly, "Drink a cup of tea and calm down. Grandma will always understand your pains."

The king of Zhennan raised a tea cup, and the tea fragrance mixed with the medicinal fragrance penetrated into the tip of his nose, making his irritable mood a little peaceful. He took two sips of hot tea in a row and felt that he was a lot lighter, and praised: "This tea is good."

Kikyo smiled and said, "Master, this is from the world."

The king of Zhennan answered and took another sip of medicinal tea, and said with emotion: The son of concubine is really good, filial and sensible.

The tea is faint and the night breeze bursts, and the quieter outside the study.

The night was getting heavy.

Xiao Yi and Nangong Gong were listening to the old lady Fang in the Yuge at the moment. In the octagonal pavilion in the backyard, a few palace lights were lit, and they were dim, all around was quiet, only the snoring of the wind blowing leaves, and Xiao Yi was slightly hard the sound of.

Xiao Yi was talking about the cause of his mother's death. Since Anjia had been arrested, he did not plan to hide from Fang anymore.

No matter how ugly the truth is, it's a matter of mother, after all, let his elderly know.

When Xiao Yi finished speaking the last word, the octagonal pavilion fell into silence. Xiao Yi couldn't hide his anxiety and looked at Mrs. Fang. He was not afraid of the truth, just that Mrs. Fang could not bear it.

"Maternal grandfather ..." Nangong Ai whispered softly, and moved his fingers, trying to probe the old lady Fang, but he finally made a noise.

"How dare they?" Fang Fang on the wheelchair clenched her fists and turned white.

Behind her daughter's early death has something to do with her home!

Mrs. Fang and his wife, Anshi, have a very good relationship. Even after his wife passed away, he remembered that Anjia was his daughter's uncle's family. The two exchanged frequently until the daughter passed away, but the two gradually became estranged ... So cruel, don't miss flesh and blood!

Old Fang Fang cried in tears, choking and choking, "It's my fault, I don't know anyone." If he didn't believe in the family, let Lu Lu be the daughter's nurse, how could this be so!

"Maternal grandfather!" Xiao Yi personally poured a cup of osmanthus tea for Grandpa Fang and gave it to him. "Even if you are a thief, you can't blame yourself for being too capable and making money, do you think?"

There are only thousands of days to be a thief, and no thousand days to be a thief.

This principle can't be simpler, how does Old Master Fang not understand, just because it concerns the death of the only girl, and care is chaotic.

"Yeah, grandfather. You can't be mad at your body and make your loved ones jealous of your enemies!" Nangong Jun said comfortably. "Maternal grandfather, our little grandma is waiting for you to teach her to play chess."

Mrs. Fang couldn't help looking at the slightly bulging abdomen of Nangong Gong, and the spirit was a little cheered up. He said to himself, Yeah, A Yi and A Yi said, hate to be home! He couldn't spoil himself for that little popularity, he was still waiting to hug his great-grandson.

Mrs. Fang thought of the scene where Lin Jingchen checked the little clothes yesterday, when he was present at the time, and he hated it even more: this family member was dead. He killed his daughter then, and now he will hurt his great grandson again!

"Ai," Fang's eyes sparked with anger, "What are you going to do next?"

Seeing the old lady Fang slowed down, Xiao Yi also secretly relieved, and her tight body relaxed.

How to do it?

Xiao Yi's peach blossoms killed secrets and made a cold smile.

That is naturally ...

"Hmm ..."

Another night breeze blew through, blowing their voices into the air ...

By the time Xiao Yi and Nangong Yan came out of the listening pavilion, they were already the willow heads on the moon.

This day, this night is really too long.

The two walked hand in hand on the way back to Bixiaotang.

On September 11, the silver moon was almost round, like a silver plate hanging high in the night sky.

The moonlight gently sprinkled on Xiao Yi's contoured side face, so that his skin had a faint luster like jade. Just looking at him like this, Nangong's mood calmed down. The dust settled, it was a fetter of dependence.

She looked up at him, her lips slightly hooked, her eyes warm.

"Ah, are you still good today?" Xiao Yi said, looking sideways at Nangong Yan. As usual on weekday gossip, it was exactly opposite to Nangong Yan's four eyes. In the eyes, the smile was rippling like ripples in the lake.

Nangong Yan couldn't look away, and his gaze was a little foolish.

Xiao Yi smiled even more, moved Jun's face closer to her, and proudly said, "Ah, am I pretty?"

Suddenly the atmosphere of 旖旎 was dissipated, and Nangong 抽 's eyes narrowed. This Ai is still so cheeky!

Xiao Yi blinked her right eye and cast a wink, and that look seemed to be saying, what I said was actually a fact!

Nangong Yan's eyes narrowed again, and the next moment, he saw the guy's face look right, staring deeply at her, and slowly said, "Ah, you must always look at me like this ..."

Just look at me!

His voice was so domineering, but it sounded coquettish in Nangong's ears, making her feel like a deer.

"That won't work."

She said earnestly, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and she continued to walk along the cobblestone path into the small garden ahead.

"Ama!"

He hurried to catch up and broke up.

"And our uncle!"

Yeah, and their uncle, their children!

The joyful laughter of the little couple echoed in the small garden, adding a bit of briskness and vitality to this peaceful night ...

After the storm, everything in the Zhennan Palace and Bixiao Hall was in order, but it was not in Luo Yue City.

The next day, the atmosphere in the city became more depressing and tense, just as it was before the storm, and it was almost dull and breathless.

The provinces are waiting, watching the next move of the Southern Army ...

Until another day passed, there was no major movement, and the situation eased slightly. Those who waited and started to realize that so far, only the residences controlled by the Southern Army and the Qiao family and several in-laws in the family After a few inquiries, in addition to this, the Southern Army did nothing more, and many mansions were slightly relieved.

As a result, some people tentatively handed the post to Bixiaotang, and Nangong selected several posts and met a few visitors.

After three days of general Guan Guan's embarrassment, Mrs. Guan's mother-in-law finally met Nangong Yu at Bixiaotang and presented a small gift.

"I heard that the concubine believes in Buddha. This string of rosewood rosewood bracelets has been opened by the monks at the Great Buddha Temple. It can dispel evil and avoid evil, concentrate on one's heart, and regulate blood." Madam Guan said diligently, making the maiden present A string of rosewood beads.

Small leaf rosewood is a boutique in rosewood. Such a small string is also very valuable. For the concubine, naturally it is not a rare thing, but the most important thing is to give it a gift.

Both Guan Jiapo and Cao carefully watched and watched.

"Thank you Mrs. Guan." Nangong smiled and played the bracelet, then gave it to Begonia.

This time she met her guests in order to appease the mood of the provinces appropriately.

Although Xiao Yi, as the world's son, needed to establish his prestige in southern Xinjiang, he could not let Luo Yuecheng go down and down the ice all year round. If he continued to do so, it would only make the people in southern Xinjiang uneasy and the army's minds scattered.

Mrs. Guan's mother-in-law sighed with relief when she saw Nangong's own etiquette. Judging from Shi Zifei's attitude, it seems that this time the storm should have room for change.

Mrs. Guan settled down and tentatively said, "I see the world's concubines are full of radiance. This child is really supportive. The younger generation of Sun Fuze is profound."

Nangong Yi smiled, caressed his abdomen, and said like a Daoist: "Yeah. This child is big-hearted. After I got pregnant with him, I ate a good night's sleep, even the last time I was surprised, he was angry Calm and calm. "

"Everyone knows that they don't know what they are doing, this family member is really hateful!" Mrs. Guan, aside, said anxiously.

Nan Gongxi cooperated with each other and said, "People are doing, heaven is watching. Setting up a family to do evil is also a self-effect. Everything has passed, not to mention."

Mrs. Guan and his wife quickly exchanged a look. The meaning inside and outside of Shi Zifei's words meant that the matter was over? Shi Ziye didn't plan to fight against the family?

With the suggestion of Nangong Yu, the mother-in-law and mother-in-law were both regarded as a boulder, and after a few gossips, they got up and left.

After three or four mansions came to the door, these words gradually spread out. One pass ten, one hundred pass ... The hearts of the governments also calmed down, and a storm passed between the lightning and thunder.

While Nangong Xi was busy seeing guests, Xiao Yi went to the blocked Anfu, but his side was not as ordinary as the gossip of Bi Xiaotang.

A soldier led Xiao Yi to a study in Anfu.

It is a study, and the books, books, calligraphy and paintings in it are already evacuated by the Southern Army. Only the bookshelves, book cases, chairs, etc. in the room are empty.

When Xiao Yigang sat down by the window, An Pinling and An Ziang were escorted by several soldiers and brought in, kneeling on the hard bluestone floor.

However, in a few days, the three lost a large circle, ragged clothes, exuding a strange smell on their bodies, embarrassed. The brilliance had been lost in their eyes, and nothing remained.

After three days of trial, it was finally recruited!

There was a flash of coldness in Xiao Yi's eyes, and he said directly, "Say it."

Two words, impatience in the indifference.

An Pinling took a deep breath, thinking back to more than fifty years ago-

At that time, his grandfather, An Mingzhao, was an outrageous prodigal. He was addicted to gambling. He spent 100 years of his family's family business in just ten years, and also drove his wife and children out of the house. He even died of death. . Later, his father, An Ying, was ordered to be in danger, but Anjia was already an empty shelf, and he was helpless at all. Until one day, then Aimu, the Baiyue sage, found An Anzhi, and with a benefit, An Anzhi had no choice but to make a hide with the tiger.

After that, An Fei pretended to sell the remaining industry in his home and buy a ship to go to sea. In fact, he went to Baiyue. With the help of Aimu, his two cargo ships returned with a full load of exotic goods ... in just five years, Let Anjia return to its heyday, and then rise again ...

However, it was time for An Yizhi to return to Aimu.

From Anzhi to Anpinling, many people have been planted in the southern Xinjiang provinces over the years. Lu Fang, the milk mother of Dafang, is just the tip of the iceberg, and Meng Tingjian's aunt, Tang housekeeper, Zhoufu Old Taijun's dowry 嬷嬷… other countless other characters.

An Pinling almost didn't dare to look at Xiao Yi's face, and continued to say, "Actually, my father wanted to give up long ago. Before he was dying, he ordered me to alienate Baiyue ... In recent years, our family has not helped anymore. Baiyue does things ... "

"How many years are these years?" Xiao Yiman casually interrupted An Pinling and asked, "Isn't it the time when my southern army defeated Baiyue more than three years ago?"

An Pinling was embarrassed to use this as a self-defense. It was clear that it was not until the defeat of Baiyue that he had no hope.

An Pinling's eyes flashed with confusion, but he immediately quibbled: "Shiziye Mingjian! Four years ago, the eldest son of the Great Bai, Kuang Lang waved his army north, and Shizi led his soldiers to fight with the hundred Great Army. It is about the survival of southern Xinjiang. It ’s hard to sleep at night. It ’s guilty to settle in the house, and the sin is unforgivable.

Xiao Yi looked at An Pinling and didn't speak, the corner of her mouth evoked a radian that seemed to smile.

In the backlight, his handsome eyebrows were half-bright and half-dark, and most of his face was shrouded in shadows. Only those sharp, eagle-like eyes shone in the shadows.

Although Xiao Yi didn't say anything, An Pinling felt a stun in her heart and felt like she had been thoroughly seen by the other party. An Pinling reflexively wanted to look away, but still clenched his teeth.

The smile on Xiao Yi's mouth became cold, and he said lightly again: "Setting up a family with the enemy and treason, the criminal evidence is conclusive, how should this son punish him?"

An Pinling and An Ziang both had pupils shrinking and looked at Xiao Yi imploringly. An Pinling resolutely said, "Father of the world, An Jia is willing to offer all his properties, but only for his life."

In any case, Shi Yi ’s blood also has An ’s blood on him. If Xiao Yi ’s public disclosure of An ’s connection with the enemy ’s traitorous nations, it will inevitably affect his own reputation, stain his body, or even make it worse. The emperor withdrew the excuse of the military power in Zhennan.

The home is a tile, but the world grandfather is porcelain. Why should porcelain fight with the tiles!

Shi Ziye cannot publicly settle the treason of his family. He can only punish him for murdering Shi Zifei. However, this crime is not enough to make his home completely destroyed, that is to say--

There is still a little vitality at home!

Thinking, Anpin Ling's eyes flashed a spark of hope. As long as his home is not destroyed, there will always be a chance to rise again.

"Since the family just wanted to save their lives," Xu Yi, Xiao Yi finally said, "Why don't you let this son allow you!"

After hearing that, An Pinling and An Ziang and the couple were relieved, but only half of the breath was heard, and Xiao Yi went on to say, "Since your account is finished, let ’s talk about the girl from An San A little clothes. "

A word like a stone broke the sky, and the three people in An Pinling buzzed, thinking in their hearts:

Little clothes? !! Why did Xiao Yi suddenly ask about small clothes?

Mrs. An's face was pale and pale, her body trembling like a sieve.

Even An Pinling was ashamed.

At the beginning, they decided to send Anzhi paintings to the palace to protect the home of Anjia, but when they found that King Zhennan was quite satisfied with Anzhi paintings, they inevitably became greedy, hoping that Anjia could take this one step further, such as ——

Future King of the Jinan!

In this way, Xiao Yi became an obstacle to their settlement.

An Jia should have been slowly planning. Before An Zhihua could pass through the door, the concubine would be pregnant first. Once the concubine gave birth to the grandson, Xiao Yi's position would be as good as gold.

After thinking about it, An Pinling decided to use Meng Tingjian's pawn. He took Meng Tingjian's aunt as Baiyue people and asked him to obey him. He arranged for the thrilling horse ... But he didn't want the concubine to have a big life. After a calamity, they had to make Meng Tingjian take all the charges.

Without a plan, they had another plan. An Pinling took a lot of effort to order a small piece of clothes, and planned to see the mobile hand after the concubine produced ... Who thought that the son-in-law was carrying his son? He played a fateful game, making the city stormy.

Extremely stupid!

The recent scenes flashed like a marquee in front of An Pinling's eyes. His hand could not help but clenched his fist ...

At first, An Pinling was still lucky. An Zhihua did not marry into the palace, and the dowry was returned. The little clothes hidden in the dowry should not be found. I did not expect that the little clothes were not only found. And ...

Listening to Xiao Yi's tone, she even discovered the mystery hidden in the little clothes.

For a while, An Pinling was sweating heavily, and her dry lips were speechless.

This time, I'm afraid it's hard to be good!

but……

Mrs. An seized the vitality and bit her teeth, "Sir, you just promised to stay in An'an's home!"

Xiao Yi looked at Mrs. An with a fixed eyebrow, and gave a light flick, not knowing whether she was laughing or humming.

At that moment, the kind of killing gas that he released on the battlefield to fight and grind was almost impossible to breathe, as if even the air in the room had solidified.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yi's faint voice sounded again in the room: "The grandfather of this life has always spoken!"

After speaking, Xiao Yi walked out of the study.

The three of Anpin Ling seemed to be drained of their vital energy instantly. The whole person was paralyzed, and their hearts were finally let down.

Since the grandfather Shi said that he had spoken with all his might, their lives were saved.

As for the future, take a step and look at it, leaving the mountains behind, even if there is no firewood!

After Xiao Yi was out of the study, he saw Chang Huaixi waiting outside and saluting his fists.

"Can it be found?" Xiao Yi asked as he walked forward.

"Checked it out." Chang Huaixi followed closely, and replied, "In mid-August, the family sent someone to Liuyuan Mountain, one hundred miles away. There is a mountain town where people in the town dyed smallpox. Now the whole town has been blocked. Anjia has a drug store there, and he used the medicine to get pus from his acne ... "

Chang Huaixi stared blankly, but his heart was not so calm on the surface.

On the battlefield, everyone has their own skills, but the smoke in this inner house is impassive, but it is extremely sinister!

One carelessness is that every living person is buried in the "war" which is not humane.

"The An family likes Shanling Town so much, let them go there."

Xiao Yi said lightly, and strode out of Anfu without turning back.

He won't come to this place again in the future!

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