The eldest lady trimmed the nails on her fingers, looked at Tingqin, and said calmly, "Tingqin, I asked you to monitor that bastard, what do you know? If you dare to hide it, you know the consequences."
The eldest lady's casual words made the color on Tingqin's face fade away completely. She had seen the eldest lady's methods before, breaking off a maid's ten fingers one by one, causing her to be in agony.
You can only be a useless person.
In the prince's mansion, the majesty of the eldest lady is even more terrifying than that of the prince.
The Marquis is away at war and has little contact with housework. If he tells the old lady, his death will only be worse.
Although she was afraid, Tingqin had been in the Hou Mansion for many years and knew how to watch people's emotions. At the moment, the eldest lady did not seem to be in a bad mood, and she slowly spoke.
The eldest lady listened to Tingqin's narration, but she put down her hand, and immediately snorted coldly, "This bastard really takes himself seriously. He just returned to the Hou Mansion and got married, and he raised Tang Xin."
If an eagle is killed, it’s true that those who don’t know are not afraid of it——”
"Madam, no, it was not the young master who killed the eagle, but the second son of the eldest grandson's family..." Tingqin said weakly on the side.
"What?!" When the eldest lady heard this, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on her face, and her body was filled with energy.
Click!
Tingqin's face turned even paler when she heard a sound, but when she saw the corner of the table in front of the eldest lady turned into powder, she immediately did not dare to say a word.o
"This bastard is really good at killing Tang Xin's eagle with the help of the Changsun family. Scholar, scholar, such a scholar, I don't believe it. You, a person who has no power to restrain a chicken, can still do this?"
My palm turned upside down and I couldn't do it, and I ended up with the eldest son's family. Let me see how this bastard can live freely in Kyoto in the future!"
"Tingqin, I heard that that bastard took you as his personal maid, is that true?" The eldest lady suddenly asked.
"Yes, the young master thinks highly of this slave." Hearing Qin's voice, he didn't dare to take a breath.
"Young Master, you keep saying that, Young Master, don't forget that I am your master. Don't think that you can fly into the sky with the support of that bastard!"
"I don't dare, slave."
"Go down and I'll come back to you for questioning later."
"Slave, please leave."
After hearing Qin leave, the eldest lady's face was uncertain, "This bastard really has some tricks up his sleeve, and he dares to borrow the help of the eldest son's family. But if my guess is correct, the eldest grandson's family will probably send gifts to the Hou Mansion to apologize to Tang Xin.
, why don’t I take this opportunity to advise them..."
"When someone comes, I will serve you with pen and ink!"
"yes."
…
…
Tang Xin looked at the apology sent by the eldest grandson's family in front of him, with a cold look on his face.
"Young Master, you are really putting me in trouble. The eagle I have raised for many years will die without a burial place just because of your words. If the Marquis knew about this grudge, he would also allow me to seek justice."
Tang Xin's yin and yang words were revealed, but he didn't even look at the apology sent by the eldest grandson's family. He raised his hand, and immediately, all the gifts were shattered.
"Who?" Suddenly, Tang Xin's eyes narrowed and he looked into the distance.
"Butler Tang."
The faint voice, from far to near, the white clothes, the slightly thin body, but it is not Su Hong.
Taking a look at the smashed things in the house, he couldn't help but secretly sigh, there are so many precious medicinal materials, Tang Xin really doesn't feel bad about it, but compared to the eagle that killed you, these are nothing.
Su Hong understood in his heart, but he didn't express the coldness in his heart.
"Young Master came here today, what's the matter?" Tang Xin narrowed his eyes and asked, suppressing the murderous intention that filled his body, but he turned around and didn't ask a direct question.
"Steward Tang, in recent days, there has been an eagle hovering above my head. I am really worried. I wanted to relax today, but unexpectedly the eldest son's family was in trouble. I happened to have a plan and borrowed the eldest son's family's hand to kill the eagle. Later,
Only then did I learn that the eagle was raised by Butler Tang. As soon as I found out about this, I immediately came over to apologize to Butler Tang. As for the eagle, I ordered my servants to buy another one. I hope Butler Tang doesn’t want it.
Sadness is.”….
What does it mean to rub salt in a wound, and what does it mean to put another knife in the wound that has been sprinkled with salt? Do you see? This is it.
His little prince is not someone to be bullied!
Tang Xin's face turned red and he was about to get angry, but he had to be wary of the other party's identity as a young marquis. Besides, he took the initiative to apologize, so what else could he do?
The initiative has been taken away by others. Could he, Tang Xin, really do something treasonous and unethical against his master?
No one can give him this courage, and he can only swallow this pain himself.
"Thank you for your trouble, young master. But a beast is dead when it dies. If he is not good for you, young master, I will kill that beast myself."
"If there's nothing wrong, I'll take my leave. The old lady is in a good mood and invited me to watch a play with her in the evening."
Su Hong said this on the surface, but he sneered at Tang Xin's words.
Warning is of no use to him.
"Young Master, wait a minute."
Su Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly became nervous. Could it be that Tang Xin had really taken advantage of his ambition? His heart suddenly trembled, but his expression remained unchanged.
He stopped and said calmly, "Butler Tang, is there anything else?"
"I just want to advise the young master. There has been no peace in Kyoto recently. It seems that there is an invasion of evil spirits. The young master is not allowed to practice martial arts. It is better to go out less and stay at home obediently and study."
"The aura of the Marquis Mansion is so high that the evil spirits dare not get close. If the young master goes out, the young master's physical body cannot reach the point of soaring vitality. It is easy for the evil spirits to take advantage of it. As I said, the young master must not do anything.
Turn a deaf ear, otherwise the old lady will blame you, and Tang Xin will have no choice but to be punished."
"Thank you, Butler Tang, for informing me. Su Hong will be careful and try to go out as little as possible."
"Good go, young master. I can't help but see you off."
After leaving Tang Xin's residence, Su Hong's face suddenly turned ugly.
Tang Xin didn't look like someone who was targeting someone without any intention. What he said before made it difficult for him to calm down.
Evil?
Although he has read hundreds of books, read various books, and talked about evil spirits, these are all in books. The theory of ghosts and gods is called a forbidden book. It is not groundless. Could it be...
Are there really evil spirits in this world?
Why does Taixue Palace exist? Is it to ward off evil spirits, or is it for other reasons? Can the awe-inspiring aura of my body be used to deal with the evil spirits in Kyoto?
For a moment, his mind was filled with confusion.
I don't know when, it actually snowed like goose feathers in Kyoto. This is the beginning of winter. For the first time, the weather has been so cold before the winter solstice.
Without realizing it, Su Hong walked in the snow.
I don't know when, Tingqin stood in front of Su Hong. The thin clothes made her look stiff, but she maintained a still state, looking at Su Hong calmly, letting the cold wind blow.
Wearing clothes, the body is cold.
Seeing that Su Hong had come to his senses, Tingqin finally said, "Young Master, the old lady has ordered her to wait for you in the lobby to watch the show together. Don't be late."
"I understand." Su Hong nodded, but looked at Tingqin with a smile on his face. He gently reached out and straightened her clothes, "Go put on some clothes quickly so you don't catch a cold.
"
"This slave knows."
Tingqin's face was extremely red, and the redness spreading from the base of her ears made the heavy snow look less chilly.
Young Master, is he interested in me?
Bah bah bah.
Tingqin, stop dreaming. You are just a slave. How can you win the favor of the young marquis? He only cares about you as usual.
…
Su Hong stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake and said lightly, "This snow is really strange. Could it be a sign of evil spirits coming to Beijing? Auspicious snow heralds a good year. I don't know if this snow is good or bad."
"The old lady has probably been waiting for a long time, so she can't neglect her any longer." She walked towards the lobby with a quick step.
At the same time, the Changsun family received a letter from the Marquis Jingwu Mansion.