Chapter 6

"I remember that it's time for the third sister to discuss marriage, isn't it? I'm not too young. "

An Changqing looked at his half sister, who was four years younger than him. There was no warmth in her eyes. He still remembers how, in the winter when she was ten years old, an Xiange, an innocent little baby, chuckled and pushed an Xianyu, who was one year older than her, into the lake. Like him, an Xianyu was bullied from childhood and developed a timid and weak temperament. Because of the poor food, she was even thinner and weaker than an Xiange, who was younger. An Xiange doesn't even have to work hard to push an Xianyu, who is like a kitten, into the lake. An Changqing happened to pass by at that time. Although she jumped down to save an Xianyu, she drowned in the water and got a serious illness. From then on, she was afraid of cold.

On the contrary, an Xiange, an Zhike used a sentence that he was young and didn't understand, so he let it go.

An Changqing dropped her eyes and laughed sarcastically, but she was no longer ready to swallow her anger. Heavy live a life, always can't still make a person knead round rub flat soft dough.

"If you are married to your husband's family and still speak with such indifference, I'm afraid you're going to implicate your husband's family in a charge of disrespect for the royal family." He said, looking at an Zhike, with a faint smile on his face: "as the Prime Minister of Daye, my father should know the truth of" don't talk about impoliteness "and" involving his family. "

Looking at the ugly faces of the people who settled down, an Changqing took a sip of tea and said, "although it's a family, it's different in the end. Even if I don't care about it, the Lord always respects the rules. If you let him know, I'm afraid he will be angry."

"Wang Ye's temper I think we all know that. " An Changqing looked at an Xiange with a white face and said with a smile, "if the Lord is angry and wants to punish him, I don't dare to stop him. Does the third sister say that?"

Anxinge looked at him in disbelief. She was unconvinced that she wanted to refute something, but she was pinched by Liu. She pursed her lips and almost broke her handkerchief. Then she said, "the princess is right, the singer knows it's wrong."

An Changqing nods a little and ignores her. She turns her head and beckons an Xianyu to talk to her. Only an Xianyu is present today. Her biological mother, aunt Yu, is not out in the backyard.

According to the rules, aunt can come or not, but aunt Yu is the biological mother of an Changqing. If you really respect the princess, you will let aunt Yu come out to meet people. But no one in an's family took him seriously. Aunt Yu naturally didn't show up. Only her younger sister an Xianyu sat at the end.

An Xianyu is as quiet and shy as she can remember. She looks very good, but she always lowers her head and doesn't even dare to speak aloud. An Changqing sighed secretly, touched her head painfully and asked about her studies.

After a hundred years of being a family member, her daughter took classes in ethnology and was taught by her husband before she got married. An Xianyu is quiet by nature. Her only hobby is reading and writing. She is good at learning.

This time, however, an Xianyu hung her head and said in a soft voice, "I I didn't go to ethnology. "

An Xiange finally found fault on the side. She chuckled and said, "an Xianyu cheated in the exam and was expelled by her husband." "It's not true that a family doesn't enter a family," she said with a smile

She said that an Changqing had been expelled from ethnology by the master. The ANN family credits men's and women's studies. There is only one wall on both sides. All the male scholars were famous scholars, who specially taught eight part essay to prepare for the imperial examination in the future.

Although an Changqing also loved reading, she read all miscellaneous books on medical science and water conservancy. I'm not very good at eight part essay. In addition to his family background, the master of ethnology has always looked down on him. Later, he was planted by an changduan to have a private association with female students, and his conduct was improper. The master did not wait for him to argue, so he was expelled from the ethnology.

An Zhike knows about it and has checked it. It's just that he chose to preserve his second son's reputation between his second and third sons. An Changqing is also from that time, completely cold heart to him.

An Changqing's eyes swept over an Zhike and an changduan, with a smile on her face: "I think the third sister's words are very reasonable. What do my father and second brother think?"

Their faces changed slightly.

For decades, the Prime Minister of an has been running through the imperial court, and he has probably never been questioned like this. What's more, the person who questioned him is still the son of a concubine who never paid attention to him. By his mocking eyes see a little angry, but not easy to attack, an Zhike can only spread the anger on an Xiange.

"Where have you learned all the rules? If you can't learn well, learn well and come out to meet people again! " He said it seriously. An Xiange had been spoiled since she was a child, and she had never been reprimanded in public. Her eyes became red. She didn't feel that she was wrong. She just glared at an Changqing with indignation and dared not speak.

An Changqing looks like a monkey play, but she doesn't dissuade her. She just pulls an Xianyu to talk.

***

he was given two demerits in succession. The people who settled down finally realized that the commoner who was not in favor in the past had a hard wing, not like being able to bully at will in the past. Even the timid an Xianyu is protected by an Changqing, and the heavy words are hard to say.

After sitting in the flower hall for a while, it was lunch time. An Changqing still sat on the seat. The old Taijun sitting next to him on his left side stretched his face and heavily leaned on his crutches. Yin and Yang said strangely, "Changqing has grown up and can do it."

An Changqing dropped her eyes and said, "after so many years in this mansion, I have to learn something every day. Otherwise, my grandmother would not be able to see her grandson sitting here."Old Tai Jun's face sank, but he no longer answered. After all, she is not blind. She can't be unaware of the situation of an Changqing's mother and son in the government these years. But the old lady was partial and didn't like Yu, so she just let it go and pretended not to know.

Just as the maid began to cook, she stopped talking and began to eat.

After dinner and sitting for a while, an Changqing proposed to visit his mother, aunt Yu, in the backyard. An Zhike was upset when he saw him. She only said that Aunt Yu was ill in the backyard and asked Li to accompany him to the backyard. She threw her sleeves and went to the front yard study.

When an Changqing heard that her mother was ill, she was a little worried and didn't let Li accompany her, so she took people back to the hospital in a hurry.

Their mother and son live in lanhong garden, which is the most remote courtyard in the northeast corner of the prime minister's residence. The road is winding and winding, and they neglect to take care of it in winter. After many years of parting, an Changqing never forgot this road. He strode forward eagerly, only to be stopped at the corner.

"The third younger brother is really impressive today." The speaker half leans on the tree and looks at an Changqing up and down with a pair of hanging eyes. He looks like a venomous snake. The snake letter licks his skin inch by inch.

An Changqing stopped and looked at him in disgust: "what are you doing here?"

"Waiting to see my good cousin, of course. When my cousin became a princess, he turned away from me. Even my cousin didn't want to shout? " "You didn't dare to do that before," he said

An Changqing straightened her back, looked calm, but her body was tense. When she caught a glimpse of Zhao Shi, who was tall and big, she relaxed a little. This is the person Xiao Zhige specially left for him: "today is different from the past, people always change."

An Chang Qi Yishen: "it seems that you have served the Northern Warlord well? Yes? It's said that the Northern Warlord likes to play tricks. Can you stand it? "

His words are explicit and ugly. Seeing that an Changqing's face is pale, but his eyebrows are more and more beautiful, he can't help but take another step forward. He reaches out his hand to touch his face, but before his fingers touch his cheek, a cold long knife is placed between his neck. Zhao Shi, a big man, protects an Changqing behind him. He looks at an Changqi badly and gives a cold warning: "the Lord has orders There is no amnesty for those who are disrespectful to the princess! "

"Oh, I've learned to stand up for others in just a few days?" An Changqi's face was slightly distorted, and his eyes flashed with a cold light: "the third brother really has a lot of skills..."

"Zhao Shi, do it!" Without waiting for him to continue to say some dirty words, an Changqing gave an order directly.

Zhao Shi smell speech arm make force, originally empty frame in the neck of the knife without hesitation forward three points.

As soon as an Changqi's movements stopped, he felt his neck in disbelief and saw that his hands were full of blood.

His eyes widened and his face twisted. He looked at an Changqing ferociously and said, "little bitch! How dare you

***

with an Changqing in mind, Xiao Zhige finished his military training in the morning and rode to the prime minister's residence. An Zhike, who heard the news, came to meet him personally. Hearing that he wanted to find an Changqing, he was slightly surprised: "the princess went to see Aunt Yu in the backyard."

"I'll look for him." Xiao Zhige said: "lead the way ahead."

Of course, his commanding attitude made an Zhike look ugly, but he didn't dare to disobey and took him to the back yard.

As soon as I got to the middle of the road, I heard a man's voice saying, "it seems that you are good at serving the king of Northern War? Yes? It's said that the Northern Warlord likes to play tricks. Can you stand it? "

An Zhike's face changed, and he was about to stop, but Xiao Zhige raised his hand to stop him.

Xiao Zhige's face was livid, and his steps were full of killing intention.

But the speaker continued to die, and said, "Oh, I've learned how to stand up for others in just a few days The third younger brother really has a lot of skills... "

Xiao Zhige's figure disappears at the corner. When an Zhike is thinking about how to make it go round, he suddenly hears a fierce cry.

This painful voice is very familiar. An Zhike is surprised and suddenly remembers that the owner of this voice is like an Changqi, the nephew of the second room. He rushed to catch up, but saw Xiao Zhige holding an Changqing in his arms and whispering something. The other empty one was carrying a black gold gun, the tip of which was stained with blood. In the withered grass not far away from them, an Changqi was holding a broken hand, rolling and howling.

An Zhike knew that this could not be done well.

However, it is not an Changqi who speaks ill to an Changqing today. It is anyone who has no blood relationship. He can deal with people without hesitation and put it down. But it was an Changqi.

An Changqi is the only son of two families. His second brother, an zhishou, was good at business though he didn't have an official career. His wife was also the apple of the eye of the merchants in Xuchang County. I have been doing a lot of business with my wife's family these years. Although an Zhike was the eldest son of Chang Fang, he was appointed as the Marquis of the Yasukuni state and paid homage to the prime minister. But the salary can't support the expenses and human relations of the family. These years, er Fang has been making money.

Therefore, although an Changqi is addicted to the color and voice of a dandy, he is also kind to his nephew.

But now an Changqi had a dirty mind on his cousin, and let the king of Northern War break it on the spot. An Zhike doesn't want to smooth this out, but it's hard to save an's life.In a flash, an Zhike turns around a lot of thoughts. He looks at his third son who is half blocked by Xiao Zhige. His expression is slightly cold. He bows to Xiao Zhige to the end: "Lord Wang, forgive me. Chang Qing and Chang Qi have been very careful since childhood. The words between jokes are a little vulgar, not disrespectful. Please give him a break. I will discipline him well in the future. I won't let him say anything

An Xiangguo is eloquent, black can be said to be white. It's clear that it's Chang An's dirty mind to tease and humiliate her. In his mouth, it became a joke between brothers.

Looking at an Changqing, he deliberately slowed down and lowered his voice, showing the authority of the superior: "Changqing, you know your cousin's temperament. He took care of you most when he was young. Although he didn't speak well, his heart was not bad. You can't bear to kill your cousin because of a joke, can you?"

An Changqing's body trembled, and her face came out of Xiao Zhige's arms. Her face was pale, and her eyes were dark: "father wants me to let him go?"

An Zhike's face took a puff, but his voice was persuasive: "I treat you well."

"So you know all about it?" An Changqing chuckled abruptly. His eyes and eyebrows were filled with hatred. He even bit his teeth and said, "you already know that!"