Bondage

Back in Yanqing Palace, Jiang Man dropped the mother-of-pearl hexagonal incense burner on the incense table.

"What a queen, Song Yuning, the two of them actually teamed up to trap this palace into injustice."

Eunuch Chang comforted softly at the side: "Your Majesty, why bother to get angry, the two people on the left and right failed to do anything to you, they are just lingering on their last days."

"What do you know?"

Jiang Man grabbed the incense stick to suppress his anger: "What do they want to do to me? They want to tarnish the reputation of my fellow Shu'er in the Chengyang Houfu."

"Song Yuning took one child at a time today, Xiao's mother, just satirizing my limited talent and not being able to give birth to any son with excellent talent!"

"The empress summoned Yi'er into the palace. Do you think she really wants to do something to Yi'er? She just wants to see Yi'er make a fool of herself, and let everyone know that my Chengyang Hou Mansion can't produce good bamboo shoots!"

The more he talked, the more angry Jiang Man overturned the incense table in his hand.

When a prince wins the heir, he has to race against time. In the past, there was the eldest prince who occupied the heir apparent, and later there was a half-dead prince who occupied the position of the East Palace.Although the harem struggled fiercely in the middle years, and many princes were not born, they were folded in the concubine's stomach, but the existence of Shen Qianbai was like a thorn in her heart.

The third prince had begun to show his sharpness at a very young age, and now his voice is getting louder and louder in the court, and more than half of the courtiers are his supporters.

But today's Holy One is cowardly and has no great talent. If it weren't for the fact that his previous brothers had fought fiercely and died crippled, how could it be his turn to ascend the throne?

The courtiers already knew that the emperor was incompetent, and the few princes had no achievements, so since the third prince was born in this dynasty, he has always placed great expectations on him.

Her son is already young, and the planning time is no longer than the previous few emperor brothers. If she does not fight or grab now, and does nothing, when the third prince grows up, the overall situation will be determined, and her mother and son will be even more difficult to earn. Can't beat it!

Originally, it took her seven or eight years of hard work to get Shu'er to keep pace with Shen Qianbai, but she didn't want a bitch from a lowly background to turn the Hou Mansion upside down and ruin her reputation in three or five months.

Now it's even tiring her fellow son.

Jiang Man was furious, and regretted that he had trusted Lin Jiayue so credulously.

"Is there a reply from Yan Zhizhang?"

Eunuch Chang said fairly: "Master Yan said that he has little talent and learning, and he is not qualified to be the teacher of the fifth prince. Madam... The slave thinks that Master Yan is just a master of Taoism who has never learned from the past, and he is indeed not qualified to teach the fifth prince."

"Although he is pedantic, he has profound knowledge. More importantly, he is upright and upright. If Shu'er worships under him, he will surely achieve something."

Jiang Man's hands were slightly curled up, and his eyebrows were sharp: "I value him for adhering to the teacher's morality and being strict in teaching. If he is a smooth and flattering person, I will look down on him instead."

"Now the rejection is [-]% because of worrying about the bad reputation of the Hou Mansion, and the son born in this palace has limited talents."

"The queen and Song Yuning...huh."

Jiang Man sneered: "Aren't the two of them used to meeting each other and venting their anger through one nostril? I will give them a chance to go to hell together and talk about the sisterly love."

"You two fellow countrymen in the First Prince's Mansion, it's time to let them move."

Eunuch Chang was startled when he heard the words, then nodded.

Shaking off the broken jade bracelet, Jiang Man's face was gloomy.

Song Yunning is eloquent, but she can only tell tales, and her tricks are all backdoor tricks in the end.Pour dirty water on her today, and accuse her tomorrow, so what can I do for her?

She was just too lazy to argue with the women in the harem.

"Let those two people blow the wind more, the third prince is dead, isn't he Shen Qianchi in this world?"

The crown prince has been paralyzed for so many years, and it will be a matter of time before he dies. Now Shen Qianchi and Shu'er are not far behind in reputation, and Shen Qianchi is also the eldest son, and his age is nearly [-] years older than Shu'er. If someone pushes him at this time, he will surely Will be heartbroken.

It's impossible to say that the fool's head is hot, and he can pull the old thing off the horse.

Jiang Man lightly brushed the hem of his skirt, his eyes were full of coldness: "I really think my Chengyanghou Mansion is a bunch of idiots."

"You tell Yi'er about the matter of the First Prince's Mansion, I don't want to see Shen Qianbai live through this winter!"

Eunuch Chang should be, turned and left.

Song Wan returned home with Jiang Xingjian and Lin Jiayue, and the three of them were riding in a carriage together, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Lin Jiayue nestled in Jiang Xingjian's arms, regardless of how stiff his whole body was.

"Brother Xingjian, Yue'er is so scared."

Song Wan lowered her eyes, her cheeks were hot, but she could only keep reminding herself not to look at evil in her heart.

The carriage was already crowded, and now that there was one more person, it was even more cramped, but Lin Jiayue threw herself on Jiang Xingjian, expressing her worries and fears, as well as her admiration and gratitude word by word.

But one day after entering the palace, Lin Jiayue seemed to be a different person. She was sick earlier, but now her eyes are full of incomprehensible vitality and enthusiasm.

"It's all Yue'er's fault. The rouge shop will not be able to continue. Brother Xing Jian, don't be afraid, Yue'er has prepared a grocery store..."

Jiang Xingjian held Lin Jiayue down, and said in a deep voice, "You haven't recovered well yet, so you don't need to think about these things."

"Then how can I do it? Do you not trust Yue'er? I know I was wrong, this grocery store will definitely not be like this."

"Brother Xingjian, give Yue'er another chance. This time I'm only in charge of producing the design drawings. After the things are finished, do you think there is no problem and then put them in the shop for sale? You believe me, give Yue'er a chance to make up for it. Opportunity."

Jiang Xingjian's face was ugly, but Song Wan hoped that he would agree. She wanted to know what Lin Jiayue thought in the future.

It has to be said that Lin Jiayue's handwriting aroused her curiosity that she had hardly ever had before.

When the carriage arrived at Hou's mansion, Jiang Xingjian went down as if fleeing.

During dinner, everyone received the news that Huanyanzhai was raided by the Holy Master. The shopkeeper failed to survive the [-]th board and passed away early.

When Qingzhai and Jiang Yan reported the news, Jiang Yan said it was a pity.

"Have someone send some pension money to his wife and children, and send them out of Shangjing."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan continued to eat with his head bowed, without mentioning it again.

He had placed some people in Lin Jiayue's hands, and he was planning to help that person when necessary, but he didn't know that the development of the situation far exceeded his expectations.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yan put down the jade chopsticks in his hand and lost his appetite.

He took the soft towel from Qingzhai's hand and wiped his hands clean.

Five days later it will be Zhongqiu. This year, the Holy One has chosen the third prince to go to Dengtianlou in front of Dongzhi Gate to light the palace lanterns. On that day, the whole house will definitely send out the lanterns.Jiang Yan twitched his itchy fingertips uncomfortably, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

Ever since that person ceased to be in charge of the residence, and the old lady was sick and spared the residence, he hadn't seen her for a long time.

Lighting the lamps in mid-autumn is probably the only chance to see her before winter.

Thinking of this, a trace of tenderness appeared in Jiang Yan's eyes.

He walked to the mahogany wardrobe in the house, and carefully selected the clothes he needed that day.