"If you can't speak, don't talk. It's not your turn to speak here." Mrs. Jiao looked at Chen, who was still trying to invade the East, and once again regretted that she agreed to this marriage.
"Mother?" Chen suddenly panicked. Although she regarded Jiao Lianping as the prime minister everywhere and respected her father-in-law as the prefect, Chen was most afraid of Mrs. Jiao, the mother-in-law.
Perhaps they are both women and are all women living in the back house. Chen vaguely knows that the methods he used to be unable to hide from Mrs. Jiao.
She often cries so that people think that she has been neglected and bullied by her husband. Her servants will sympathize and hold on to the wrong side in private, and her father will call her husband to the study to scold her.
But every time Chen thought he had successfully grasped Jiao Lianping, but then Mrs. Jiao would take action in other places, let Chen learn a lesson, either lightly or severely. The most serious time even implicated her parents' family. From then on, Chen
Even if he acts in a bad mood, he dares not be out of style.
But Chen also knew that even if Mrs. Jiao didn't like her daughter-in-law, she would protect her outside because of her grandson. This was the first time Mrs. Jiao scolded Chen in front of so many people, and also let her
Chen's uneasiness became stronger and stronger.
"Miss Zhan laughed when her ignorant girl was laughing." Jiao Lianping quickly stood up and apologized to Zhan Feiyu. The movement of getting up was too fast to pull the wound on his body. Jiao Lianping grinned and became more annoyed by Chen's nonsense.
"The eldest son is so serious." Zhan Feiyu smiled, glanced at Chen, who looked obedient with his head down, and then explained to Prefect Jiao: "It makes the adults laugh. I originally planned to imitate the ancients' night trip,
I wrote one or two popular poems and made me feel like I was talking to the teacher, and I never wanted to misunderstand the young lady."
The Baicao Garden, which Mrs. Jiao personally manages, is also famous in Qianzhong Prefecture. Not only the ladies of the back house, but the ladies like to come to Jiao Mansion to attend poetry and flower meetings. Even the colleagues of the prefect Jiao Mansion also have Qianzhong Prefecture.
Scholars occasionally have shamelessness to ask Prefect Jiao to come forward, or Jiao Lianping takes the lead in holding a literary meeting in Baicao Garden.
"Miss Zhan is too humble. If I have half of my hard work and hard work, I will not have the ability to become an official." After Jiao prefect praised Zhan Feiyu, he mercilessly belittled his eldest son who was "unlearning and ignorant".
It's okay to be talented, but it's still lazy.
Before tonight, Prefect Jiao always praised the concubine's son who studied hard, and also belittled Jiao Lianping, who was arrogant, but the person who was praised was replaced by Zhan Feiyu at this moment.
Jiao Lianping, who was still standing, was already angry by the unstoppable Chen. The wound on his body was hurt again. He listened to the scolding of Prefect Jiao, and his anger suddenly surged up.
Jiao Lianping sneered and retorted, "My father is right, but my incompetent eldest son at least did not make enemies outside, so he would not lie in the bed unconsciously, and there would be enemies to assassinate him!"
Even though Magistrate Jiao has been in the officialdom for many years, he was so ugly that he said angrily: "Lian Yu blocked my sword and was unconscious. As a brother, you are not friendly to your brother, but you are at this time.
, Leng Yan mocked, Jiao Lianping, have you read all your books into the dog's belly?"
Zhan Feiyu looked at the father and son who hurt each other after a disagreement. No wonder the prefect Jiao cultivated his concubine's son. One was a filial son who blocked his knife for him. He was talented in studying and was diligent and hardworking; the other was arrogant, unfilial and unkind.
Playboys, this is something that everyone is biased.
Looking at the eldest son who was completely unwilling to admit his mistakes while his neck was stubborn, Prefect Jiao was already disappointed and didn't care too much. This time, when the sound of a fight outside sounded, Prefect Jiao said, "It's already ugly, I'm worried about Miss Zhan again and again today.
Now.”
Zhan Feiyu also stood up and planned to say goodbye. No matter who sent the people from the vast country on earth, it was the Jiao family's family chore after all. It was indeed inconvenient for him to stay, and family scandals should not be made public.
But at this moment, Zhao Yuan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, looking at Zhan Feiyu who was planning to take He Nuan away in disappointment, "Miss?"
Not to mention the quietness of the night, just to say that Zhu Junxuan’s living room was not big, although the word "Lady" that Zhao Yuan spit out was not big, it was enough for everyone in the room to hear it.
Is this going to depend on me? Zhan Feiyu couldn't help laughing, looking at Zhao Yuan, who seemed to be shocked to say the wrong thing and lowered his head, "You were calling me just now?"
Zhao Yuan returned to his previous hunched state again, but his hands tied behind him clenched into fists and his body became tense. Those with eyes could see something was wrong with Zhao Yuan at this moment.
"Did you send someone to assassinate your second brother?" Chen suddenly spoke, then covered his mouth in panic, as if he had said something he shouldn't have said.
Zhan Feiyu rolled his eyes speechlessly, looked at Zhao Yuan with disgust and pickyness, and then turned to Chen, "Madam, who lives in the inner house, may not know that everyone around me is from the Bachelor's Mansion, not to mention that one is against a hundred
But with their skills, everyone knows that they are unconscious and messing around, and they are caught in the end?”
There was a strong sense of sarcasm in his crisp little voice. Zhan Feiyu continued, "Are you stupid or I stupid? Cai Zhiyuan and his personal soldiers are still locked in the government jail now. I want to do it, young lady
Do you think Mr. Jiao can still live?"
Not to mention that Zhan Feiyu only appeared in Baicao Garden late at night, she even appeared in Zhu Junxuan and Jiao Lianping's bedroom. Neither Jiao nor Mrs. Jiao would think she was the murderer.
Just as Zhan Feiyu said, if she wants to kill someone, it will definitely be without a trace of the gods. Jiao Lianyu will seize the opportunity to throw a porcelain pillow and attract the guard to the hospital.
Jiao Lianping was no longer angry when he looked at Chen, who was talking nonsense again. He just looked at the prefect Jiao with mocking words, "This is the good wife my father carefully selected for me. If you don't marry a wife, you will ruin three generations."
"Father, how much grudges do you have to let your biological son marry such a stupid woman! In this way, I can keep me away from my heirs without bloodshed, paving the way for my good second brother, father
The method is really clever. My son is ashamed of himself and is willing to give him a disadvantage!"
Zhan Feiyu looked at Jiao Lianping's sarcastic sarcasm, and the face of Prefect Jiao changed from ugly to ashen, because he tried his best to suppress his anger, his facial features were a bit ferocious and distorted.
Aunt Huang didn't care about being sad now, so she hurriedly got up and wanted to walk over to pat the prefect Jiao's chest to relieve her breath, but she remembered that Mrs. Jiao was still there, and she took the steps back and looked at Jiao worriedly.
The prefect spoke with concern: "Don't calm down and take care of your health."
"I'm fine." Facing the eldest son who was as heartbroken as a knife, and comparing the old wife who was sitting in a chair indifferently, Aunt Huang's eyes were red and worried, and Prefect Jiao felt much better.
Zhan Feiyu watched another big show. It was not surprising that Jiao Lianping would contradict Jiao's prefect so much. Zhan Feiyu just didn't understand why Mrs. Jiao didn't persuade her. If Mrs. Jiao was willing, it would be logical that the prefect Jiao and his son would not have come to this day.
Fighting against each other is like an enemy.
"It's late at night, I'll send Miss Zhan back to Caiweixuan." Mrs. Jiao stood up in a hurry, ignoring the prefect Jiao and Aunt Huang at all, but looked at Jiao Lianping, "You go back to rest, if the wound hurts,
Let Dr. Luo go over and take a look.”
As for Zhao Yuan's words, not to mention that the prefect Jiao and the others did not believe it, even Aunt Huang would not believe it. Zhan Feiyu's identity is really valuable. Even the governor, Lord Qiu, went to the Qianzhongwei office to pick up people in person.
Jiao Lianyu is just a concubine's son in the prefect's residence, and he has no grievances. Why did Zhan Feiyu send people to assassinate him? Even if he wanted to kill him, he would not send someone like Zhao Yuan.
Chen held the handkerchief in her hand impatiently. She was annoyed that Mrs. Jiao and Jiao Lianping did not understand their good intentions, and she was also annoyed that Zhao Yuan was useless. She could not kill someone and was captured. If Zhao Yuan could not bear the confession.
Now, what should I do?
Seeing that Mrs. Jiao accompanied Zhan Feiyu and walked out of the door, Chen looked at Zhao Yuan in panic, tears flashed in his eyes, and if he was afraid, he would be begging and helpless.
Miss! Zhao Yuan felt ache in his heart. Miss’s tears were shed for himself.
From the moment Bei grabbed it, Zhao Yuan knew that he could not live anymore, but he could not implicate the young lady. Yu Guang glanced at the door, and Zhao Yuan spoke again in a hoarse voice: "Miss, since you are ruthless, don't want it.
I’m blaming me for being unrighteous! It’s Miss, you did the opposite and ordered me to assassinate Jiao Lianyu!”