After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Bypassing the vast and exquisite garden, you can reach the back residence of the palace. The large and unique houses were divided into courtyards, where the concubines of the palace lived.

Jing Wang Mansion was originally the residence of the gentry of Lin'an, a wealthy and enemy country. The entire mansion occupies a very large area and is extremely luxurious and exquisite. The court fled here, and the tycoons confiscated a lot of property for fear that they would not be able to save their lives.

Since then, this place has become Jing Wangfu.

King Jing is not like the tyrants who live in the same house for several generations and thrive, and the huge house is simply dissatisfied. Therefore, although there are many houses in the back houses, most of them are empty.

In the corner, as night fell, a few remnants of lamps lit up in a courtyard that had been in disrepair for a long time.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

The maid carried a food box and strode in after crossing the threshold. The main house is not big, and the objects in it may not have been cleaned for a long time. As soon as it comes in, there is dust all around, which is a little choking.

She frowned in disgust, speeded up her pace, walked to the table in the room, and put the food container on the table again.

"The meal is here, let the Lord take care of it." Her voice was cold and icy, and the word "Zhuer" was a bit of yin and yang, which was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet night.

The person in the wheelchair in the room did not respond to her.

The maid had noticed that she was not only a handicapped person, but also a mute. As long as others don't touch him, he won't react to any bullying.

Nature is the best punching bag.

This maid had only been in the Jing Palace for a few months, and finally got a chance to serve the master.

Although several people in the house are masters, there are big differences. For example, Mrs. Xu's place is not a good place to go.

She had long wanted to find a way and tried every means to ask Mrs. Gu to serve in the courtyard, but she did not expect that she would be assigned to the disabled.

What can you get from here? I just crippled myself and lived in broken houses with leaks.

The maid was full of resentment, and when she saw the wheelchair, she felt unhappy.

Seeing that the disabled did not speak as usual, she sneered and said, "You don't know, you don't know. As soon as you do this at noon, Mrs. Gu's maid went to the prince to file a complaint. The prince heard it and said immediately, I'm going to Mrs. Gu's room tonight."

Huo Wujiu remained motionless.

The maid’s voice was a bit sharp: "Do you know who Mrs. Gu is? You hit the prince on the tip of your heart, and you will let you be the prince? Then the prince will punish you, and you will even afflict us. I am also unlucky. Just break the yard. On the first day, I ran into such a thing."

After speaking, she gave a cold snort, turned around and went out.

"If you are disabled, you have to do it with others. It's really overwhelming."

The door was slammed heavily.

Huo Wujiu slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, his forehead was so hot that he was already burning because of the unhealed wound on his body.

A layer of chaos gradually appeared in his mind, but he was sober again.

He concealed all emotions back into the depths of his eyes.

In those eyes, there was a wild beast, who was forced to use reason and put it into a narrow cage, and was rubbed with blood by the iron cage.

He has only endured pain since he was a child, and has never been humiliated.

He knows that the loser is a bandit, and he should be slaughtered by others. He also knows that he needs to stay in the green hills and try his best. As long as he keeps a sigh of relief, there will always be a day of blood debts.

He knew that there was no pain that could not be endured, but he never knew that he wanted to kill a tiger without actually using a knife.

Just let it get some injuries, lock it up, and sprinkle a handful of flies that can't escape or escape on his affected area.

It will die naturally, little by little. No matter how powerful it is, it cannot resist.

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Jiang Suizhou stared at them blankly, and saw Gu Changyun stepping forward to ask him to sit down, and then he asked, "Lord, what is Pang Shao's action in the hall today?"

Jiang Suizhou was dumbfounded by Gu Changyun's question.

He thought about many possibilities, but he didn't expect that this vixen is not a vixen, and that dew marriage is not dew marriage. These two people are actually the staff in the mansion raised by the original owner in the name of his wives and concubines.

For a time, many things became clear.

It turned out that the original owner's so-called "broken sleeve" was pretended to be. You don’t have to think about it and know that by pretending to be seen by the posterity and Pang Shao, you can conceal people’s eyes and eyes and reduce their worries about themselves; and the so-called concubine rooms that died because of his cruelty must have been stuffed by others to test his eyeliner. So he died tragically in his hands.

Jiang Suizhou admired the original owner for a while.

Tolerant of humiliation and thoughtfulness, thinking that if it was him who sat on the throne, Jing Chao would not perish so fast.

He slowly sat down in the middle chair while digesting the huge amount of information that came suddenly.

For a moment, he considered the words and sentences, and said briefly: "He borrowed the words of the emperor to ask the king for the right to repair the ancestral hall."

After speaking, he picked up the cup of tea that Gu Changyun had poured him on the table and took a sip.

He had just turned over the materials in the study, and he had forgotten to drink water. At this moment, he sat here and felt dry.

Jiang Suizhou drank two sips of tea, but the room was quiet, and neither of the two spoke.

He put down his teacup and looked at them.

I saw Xu Du, who was sitting on the side, eagerly asked: "Although the repair of the ancestral temple is not a big deal, it was won by several adults from the Ministry of Rites... Now, it has been taken away by Pang Shao. ?"

He has a calm face and a calm expression. Just a few words make people feel like a spring breeze.

Jiang Suizhou couldn't help but relax a little: "Your Majesty asks for it, there is no other way."

Next to him, Gu Changyun opened his mouth and said, "Since he borrowed his Majesty's mouth, it is indeed difficult for the prince to refuse. It is a pity that the silver will fall into Pang Shao's hands again."

Xu Du said: "There is still a chance from now on, so just wait. But the lords of the Ministry of Rites, can the prince comfort you?"

Gu Changyun nodded: "Indeed. Those adults have done a lot of fighting for the prince this time. If they annoy them, the prince's dealings with them these days will become the handle of the prince in their hands."

After speaking, the two of them turned sideways and looked at Jiang Suizhou.

They speak straightforwardly, and their heads are eloquent, and they know at a glance that the news that the original owner gets on weekdays will be shared with these two people, and these two people are extremely trustworthy to him.

But the premise is... they didn't realize that King Jing had been dropped by another person.

Therefore, Jiang Suizhou was quite cautious. After carefully writing down what they said, together with the names of the ministers, he nodded and said concisely: "This king knows, and today I have also informed Master Qi."

The two nodded one after another.

Then, Jiang Suizhou briefly told them about the remaining memorials in the court. Fortunately, the Lord was a faint prince, and he didn't talk about anything useful in the early dynasty last time, so Jiang Suizhou didn't bother too much.

The two naturally discussed with him.

What they considered was what Pang Shao would do under the current situation, and what opportunity they would have to make trouble and profit from it. Jiang Suizhou gradually realized that these two people must be the brains of the original owner. After analyzing and inferring for him, it is up to him to make a decision.

The original owner was weak, so when he opposed Pang Shao, his methods were not very glorious. For example, in the case of Xiu Zongmiao, the original owner’s plan was to embezzle from the inside. The difference from Pang Shao is who the money falls on. Hands.

Jiang Suizhou understood him. After all, the imperial court has reached such a point that it is useless to blindly maintain integrity and cleanliness.

Jiang Suizhou listened carefully to the two of them talking, and wrote down useful information for future use when he fished in troubled waters.

A little bit of time passed, and when they had finished discussing the matter, the kerosene had been burned for a little bit.

Several people stopped, Jiang Suizhou said that he was a little thirsty, and then picked up the teacup and took two sips of tea.

At this moment, Gu Changyun spoke again.

"Lord...how do you feel about Huo Wugui?" he asked.

Jiang Suizhou was taken aback.

…How do you feel, do you still have to compete with him?

He looked at Gu Changyun, he wanted to talk, but he didn't speak for a while.

Seeing Gu Changyun rubbing his wrist, he chuckles.

"Lord, don't want to think about it. My subordinates discussed with Xu Du today, only to feel that Huo Wujiu's side...There are still some things that need to be done by the Lord."

Jiang Suizhou was puzzled, tilted his head and motioned for him to continue.

Xu Du and Gu Changyun exchanged glances.

Gu Changyun continued: "In the last two years, Pang Shao and the emperor didn’t give you any one. However, all those people were dealt with by the master, but one didn’t stay. Now, there are only two of us in the house, and both are the masters. I found it myself... Therefore, this time Pang Shao offered to the emperor to give Huo Wujiu to the master as a concubine, and he must have been tempted."

Jiang Suizhou frowned: "You mean..."

Gu Changyun nodded.

"The emperor does not care about it for the time being, but Pang Shao still has doubts about the identity of the master. The people he sent in before were all eyeliners, but this time Huo Wujiu is different... he is neither the emperor nor Pang Shao's. People are born with outstanding looks, so Pang Shao will surely send someone to investigate secretly to see if the prince...will spoil Huo Wugui."

Jiang Suizhou: "..."

Ah, let me spoil Huo Wugui to prove that I am a broken sleeve? Why didn't you just chop off my head and hand it over to Huo Wujiu's hands?

He immediately refused: "This king is not favored by Huo Wugui, can it prove that this king is fake? This is wrong."

But Xu Du, who had been silent, spoke.

He said: "But if he is pampered several times, it can prove that the prince must have broken his sleeves-if not, it will not be long before Pang Shao and his party will send people in. If the prince still comes to kill one by one... How long will it be revealed."

Gu Changyun nodded: "We two have a discussion, and we think this is the most appropriate. The prince doesn't need to worry, as long as we spend more time at Huo Wujiu's place for the night."

The implication is that it doesn't matter whether you have done anything to him or not.

As long as Pang Shao knows physically, even if Jiang Suizhou is a man who hates it, as long as he looks good, he will barely sleep, that is enough.

Xu Du went on to say, "It's not bad today. Chang Jungang clashed with Huo Wujiao. It is reasonable for the Lord to visit him today."

For a time, two pairs of extremely serious eyes looked at Jiang Suizhou one after another.

Jiang Suizhou looked at them and fell silent.

He made a lot of preparations just to avoid sleeping with the concubine of the original owner.

But he didn't expect that the concubines of the original owner would look at him eagerly and let him go to sleep with Huo Wugui.