Chapter 568: Ruthless

Jia Fu. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info moonlight is like water. The quiet and peaceful atmosphere shrouded the former Guogong Mansion. The same goes for the Ning Mansion next door.

At the beginning of March, Uncle Jiafu's old prince Teng was promoted to the inspection point of the capital of the nine provinces and was in charge of the elite soldiers of the nine sides. The power is so powerful that people look up to it. And Jiafu, as another pillar of the four major families, is as stable as a rock. In this constant wind and rain in the capital, it is calming.

In the night, looking at the moon and curing, the candle is shining. Baochai wears a thin embroidered shirt with a white background in late spring, and her skin is moist, as white and smooth as milk. Bright and beautiful goddess-like. She took the maids and waited for Jia Huan to come back for dinner.

At this time, a little maid outside came in and said, "Grandma, the third master sent someone back to say that there is something to do in King Wu's mansion tonight." Can't come back. Ask grandma to eat first. Rest early. ”

"Oh. I know. In Baochai's beautiful apricot eyes, doubts flashed. Tell the maids to set the meal. I thought to myself: What is the delay in my husband?

On the palace of King Wu, the moonlight fell from the clouds. Jia Huan stood alone in the courtyard. Directly across from him was a small dark house made of adobe bricks. Inside is Ning Cheng, the son of King Wu.

The little kid was shouting, "I'm going to eat, I'm going to starve." ”

Jia Huan's face was expressionless.

In the cloisters and houses in the courtyard, people's heads flickered. But no one dared to speak out. His Royal Highness King Wu issued a strict order.

In the afternoon, when Jia Huan ordered the scholar to call King Wu, King Wu was not in the mansion. The tense atmosphere that followed was predictable. There was such a big movement in Shizi's study, who would deliberately pretend not to know?

The news spread like a storm throughout King Wu's mansion in a very short period of time: the prince of Wu used gunpowder to blow up Mr. Jia, who was teaching, and put laxatives in the tea. While sympathizing with Mr. Jia's bad luck, everyone in King Wu's mansion "persuaded" Jia Huan to release him.

There are: Princess Wu's personal maid, the daughter-in-law of the house, the lady of the housekeeper, the maid of the county lord Ning Xiao, the history of the autumn, the book, the head of the guard, the king of Shu Ning Ke and others.

Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher. The dignity of the teacher is not to be offended. However, the people of King Wu's Mansion are biased towards the prince. There is no doubt about it, and everyone consciously has a position.

Of course, Jia Huan can't let people go!

Half an hour later, King Wu returned from the palace, and after understanding the situation, he apologized to Jia Huan, and punished his son Ning Cheng according to Jia Huan's request: close the small black house.

With the manpower and material resources of King Wu's mansion, even if there was no small black house, it was quickly made according to Jia Huan's requirements. After all, the subject of confinement was a twelve-year-old boy. And not high-end military people.

Time passed slowly in the detention of Ning Cheng, the son of the world, in a chilling atmosphere.

Ning Ke returned to a small hall in the backyard with a somewhat sneering expression. After all, Ning Cheng's props to "retaliate" against Jia Huan were operated by him. "Sister Xiao, I'm sorry! I didn't expect it to be like this. "Jia Huan's personality is very hard!

Under normal circumstances, who would dare to hold the prince in King Wu's mansion? Until King Wu apologized, his attitude was still very tough? However, King Wu also agreed to Jia Huan's request. Severely punish Ning Cheng. Again, this is a strange thing.

In the elegant small hall, Ning Xiao was wearing a white peony smoke long skirt, pondering at the precious golden silk nanmu coffee table, at this time, her eyes moved slightly, and said, "Brother Jiu, this is not your fault." I didn't expect it to be like this. ”

She was aware of the prank when it was made.

At this time, not far away, the wail of the younger brother was still coming. Ning Xiao thought about it and sighed, this Mr. Jia was obviously beyond their cognition. instructed the maid beside him, "Zi'er, you go and bring some wine and food to the prince." ”

In the courtyard, Jia Huan is outside the gods. At this moment, there was a slight commotion behind him. Jia Huan turned around and saw a tall, beautiful yellow-shirted maid coming over with wine and food, being stopped and persuaded by the guards of the palace.

Zi'er reprimanded: "Hungry Shizi, do you bear this responsibility at least?" Get out of the way! As he spoke, he forced his way through. The guards in King Wu's mansion all know the maids beside the county lord, who dares to be rude to her? The princess believes in Buddhism, and the county lord is in the mansion and can be half of the family.

Jia Huan turned around and said coldly, "Take it back." Hunger doesn't kill people. ”

Zi'er sneered and shouted angrily: "You said that if you don't starve, you can't starve?" Hurry up and get out of the way. This is King Wu's Mansion, not Rongguo's Mansion. It's not a place for you to go wild. ”

Jia Huan glanced at the woman indifferently, and said word for word: "I didn't eat dinner either." I can't die of hunger, and he can't die if he's inside. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the guards of King Wu's Mansion in the corridor, "What?" You Wu Wangfu, King Wu's words don't count? ”

Who dares to wear this hat? The guard in the corridor hurriedly stepped forward and said in embarrassment: "Miss Zi'er..., look." ”

Zi'er threw the tray of wine and food in her hand into the courtyard and left angrily. Before leaving, he also threatened Jia Huan, "You wait for me." You've got you covered! You are a little Hanlin, dare to take it big in the Wu Palace. ”

Jia Huan's eyes were indifferent, turned around, and continued to stay outside the small black house. He didn't put this little kid out of the psychological shadow today, his name was written backwards.

It was eight o'clock in the evening. After Wang Wu finished dealing with trivial matters in the outer study, he called Qiu Changshi and asked, "Mr. Jia hasn't left yet?" ”

Qiu Changshi smiled bitterly and said, "No." The princess said to give him food and drinks. He refused. He said that if he can't starve, the prince will also starve to death, so please rest assured that the prince and princess will not die. ”

"Ugh..."

King Wu let out a long sigh. Jia Huan's words are "polite". He could still feel something called "will" in it, which was as solid as a mountain. It seems that the anger in my heart has not disappeared. Also, whoever does this to a student will be furious if he explodes a firework or artillery fight in front of him, and he will be embarrassed. Besides, Jia Huan had already forgiven Cheng'er for taking laxatives in the tea before.

King Wu said: "The King of Shu hasn't left yet?" ”

Qiu Changshi nodded.

"Bastard thing!" King Wu scolded in a low voice. The knuckles of the fingers were slightly whitish when they were held hard. Anger control. If it weren't for Yang Guifei's sake, the King of Shu would not have been able to enter the door of his mansion at all. "Xiao'er knows, right?"

Qiu Changshi hesitated and nodded again, "The county lord knows. ”

King Wu didn't speak. There are some things that he has a headache for.

At this time, a servant outside came to report, "Lord, the princess invites you to dinner." "King Wu sent Qiu Changshi away and returned to the inner mansion. In the palatial main room, Princess Wu greeted King Wu, and the couple had a conversation.

Princess Wu said sadly: "Lord, Cheng'er has never suffered such a hardship since she was a child? Na Jia Huan is just a Hanlin, is it necessary to condone and accommodate him like this? I know that the prince wants to befriend him. But our house is now at its apex, what room is there to move forward? If you don't befriend him, let Cheng'er out quickly! ”

Mothers are so defeated!

King Wu smiled bitterly and comforted his wife for a few words, expressing his bitterness, "Madam, why do I want to punish Cheng'er like this? Today is certainly not right for Cheng'er, but if it gets out, where will my face go? However, if I don't let Jia Huan take this breath, I'm afraid that I, the Wu Wangfu, will not have a peaceful birthday. ”

Princess Wu looked at her husband inexplicably.

King Wu said: "The matter of abolishing the prince can be said to have completely originated from Jia Huan. If the Zhen family's trafficking in illicit salt is not exposed, it will never involve the abolished prince. Now that I think about it, it's scary. The waste prince said that he was feminine and treacherous, and scheming.

He Shuo said that he: power and scheming are changeable, and he is talented. With Jia Huan's ability, if he wants to take revenge on me. Madame thinks I'm hiding? Don't forget, Concubine Jia is being favored in the palace. ”

Princess Wu was a little dumbfounded.

She didn't expect her husband to be so jealous of Jia Huan. I didn't expect that a little Hanlin in her eyes would be such a palpitating hard character.

King Wu sighed. There are some things that the ladies of the back house don't understand. Looking at the same thing is like looking at flowers in the water and the moon in the fog. Only a person like him in the power field understands the horror of Jia Huan.

"That..."

King Wu didn't know how many times he sighed today, and said, "Let him go." It can't be a big deal. ”

The East wants to know. The rooster is singing. The horizon is whitening.

Ning Cheng's psychological journey in the small black room was unknown to anyone. If it weren't for Jia Huan in the small black house, the people in King Wu's mansion would only suspect that there was a big problem with the prince in the small black house.

In a side hall in the mansion of King Wu, Ning Ke got up early in the morning and came to find Ning Xiao. In the exquisite small hall, Ning Xiao was still wearing the white dress of yesterday, her expression was a little sluggish, and she was no longer as beautiful as a flower.

She hadn't slept all night last night.

Ning Ke said in surprise: "Sister Xiao, you didn't rest last night?" Go get some sleep. ”

Ning Xiao shook her head, helped the maid Zi'er to stand up, and said, "Ninth brother, we all mistook this Jia Hanlin. What a ruthless man. "The taste of not sleeping all night, Brother Jiu can't stay up. She tried, and it was painful.

But this pain also made her feel the tenacity of Jia Huan's will. It's really ruthless. Be cruel to yourself. She also ate and drank, and it was so difficult. Jia Huan hasn't eaten or drunk since yesterday afternoon. It's right on top of the courtyard.

Can't afford to mess with.

Ning Ke thought about it and sighed. In my heart, I have to say the word "service". This kind of ruthless person is better to provoke less.

The Wu Wangfu also went to the palace to worship the emperor and the old concubine. Ning Cheng, the son of King Wu, was released, and the whole person was in a state of bewilderment.

Close the small black house, everyone who has tried it knows. It is cut off from people's sight and hearing, and it is completely impossible to feel the passage of time. That kind of taste, combined with hunger and thirst, is not pleasant. Absolutely sour.

Ning Cheng saw that Jia Huan was still standing in the courtyard, and cried: "Mr. Jia, I was wrong. Spare me. ”

He's not stupid. Yesterday it was time to resist and resist, and it was time to shout and shout. But he's still a little dark room. If you want to avoid being locked up again, you can only ask Jia Huan's forgiveness.

Jia Huan smiled, very tired, and his voice sounded very gentle, "Knowing that mistakes can be changed, good is great!" You go to the palace to guard the system first. Come back in the afternoon, and continue to accompany you to close the small black house. ”

Ning Cheng looked at Jia Huan dumbfounded. That smile is demonic. He said a foul word in his heart, wanted to scold, went to his throat, and swallowed it back.