I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

The pages of the pamphlet were spread out in front of her eyes, and Jiang Lao glanced over it as if his fingers were being burned by the fire, and threw the pamphlet at once.

It is a dowry book.

Obviously, I saw it the night before my marriage, but the auntie pressed it to her at the bottom of the box so early.

She looked at something else in the box again, and she suddenly felt bad.

Ming Shao leaped on the pamphlet, closed it, and brought it to Jiang Lao's eyes, "Girl, this...you can't read it? The imperial concubine empress is very careful."

How many years older than Jiang Lao, Ming Shao seemed much calmer, while Jiang Lao hid on the beauties' couch, looking for a pillow to bury himself, "Don't look." The voice was muffled in the pillow.

Ming Shao didn't hear it, and asked again, "Look at it?"

Jiang Lao: "..."

She wondered, is it normal for those girls who marry the one they like to face this kind of dowry book before they get married?

She was afraid of being spotted by Ming Shao, raising her eyes from the pillow, her face as calm as possible, "Let's put it here first."

It's okay to accept it.

She collected the pamphlet and put it under her pillow, thinking that it would be fine without reading it.

Ming Shao put the pamphlet under the pillow, "The girl's marriage will be handled by the Qintian Supervisor and the Department of Rites, and it will be lively."

Jiang Lao didn't care much about the excitement of the wedding.

She has other things to care about, and she doesn't care about the day of marriage or even the scene of the wedding day.

—She cares about the movement of Jia and the Queen.

After checking the items sent by Concubine Yun, Jiang Lao finally went out instead.

Even though she couldn't see Rong Chen, she got into a carriage and took a look outside.

Yesterday, Er Hu Tang handed her a greeting note. Although Hu Tang and Madam Hu could not help her father to say something nice on the face, they wrote a family letter and sent them to the military camp in the northwest, asking General Hu to come forward to protect her father.

Although the letter didn't come in handy, Jiang Lao thought that he was going to meet Hu Tang, at least to thank Mrs. Hu.

The street was bustling and crowded to the south.

Jiang Lao glanced at it through the window pane of the cross-drawing square.

I don't know what the people are talking about.

She stopped the carriage and asked Ming Shao to go down and inquire. When Ming Shao came back, she closed the curtain and said to Jiang Lao: "Last night, there was a big fire at Lord Shen Que Shen's house. Many people died. Mrs. Shen was replaced by Lord Shen's daughter, and they were all buried in the sea of ​​fire."

Dead?

Jiang Lao's body was a little cold, and he heard Shen Xiuying's name again.

"When I brought it out, I couldn't see who was who. It's really pitiful." Ming Shao felt a lingering fear. "The sky is dry in winter. After I go back, I have to give instructions to the maids in the courtyard, and I have to be careful with the candles. fire."

Jiang Lao withdrew his sight.

She heard that when Chen Que was captured, his wife had a quarrel with him, and Chen Que did not give and leave the book in the end.

The relationship between the two of them was broken, and they did not show respect to each other. Now they are separated from each other in this way.

Sure enough, good and evil have their own destinations.

Ming Shao sighed, "Girl, you said Master Shen has a good career, why do you want to frame our master?"

"Perhaps, the ghost is obsessed with the heart." Jiang Lao said quietly.

I didn't think so in my heart.

She just couldn't talk about the queen with Ming Shao.

She once wondered whether Chen Que had been instigated by her uncle when she asked someone to forge calligraphy and painting.

But Chen Que is a person who tends to be inferior to the flames. Since her uncle was expelled from the house, Chen Que has cut off communication with her uncle. He is not the kind of righteous person who can stab him for the sake of his brother.

It's just that a little Shenque could almost fool her father, saying that it was his own ability, but she didn't believe it.

Think about the silver snake pattern that Liao Qiubai mentioned...

Jiang Suo raised his hand and pressed his sour temple.

Jiahe Queen, Xu Lanruo.

Either she or Xu's family.

Even if it is not behind the scenes, it can't get rid of the relationship.

It's really...damn it.

She had never cursed anyone to die before.

Others don't want her to live well.

Jiang Lao wanted to get close to Empress Jiahe, but after she entered the palace, Shuxiang Palace was always very distinct from Jinxiu Palace, and she rarely saw Empress Jiahe.

Except for the palace banquet, there was no chance to meet at all.

She figured out a way to start directly from the Queen Jiahe, but she might not be able to do it well.

It would be better to start from Xu's family.

But she knew too little about the Xu family.

Hu Mansion is here.

Jiang Lao stopped thinking, got out of the carriage, and was taken to Hutang's courtyard by the maidservant.

Hu Mansion is not more spacious than Ning'an Bo Mansion, very simple and concise.

There was not much in Hutang, the whole courtyard was bare, and the only two potted plants were shrunk in the corners so that Hutang could practice martial arts without getting in the way.

Jiang Lao walked in, wondering where the Hutang people who happily greeted as soon as she had come in the past had gone, and under the window of the Xixiang Nuan Pavilion, a scream came into his ears.

"Mother, mother, I was wrong, you can toss me in another way, ah, my scalp hurts."

"It hurts, it hurts, I am the girl you finally brought up, and it will be gone when you die, mother..."

When Jiang Lao was led into the Xixiang Warm Pavilion by the maidservant, Madam Hu was combing Hutang's double hanging bun.

Hu Tang's face was reluctant.

Madam Hu coldly face, she combs it hard, "Every day he puts killing and death on his lips, bad luck!"

"This kind of bun..." Hu Tang touched the bun on the back of his head and pressed his lips. "It's so awkward."

When she heard the maid bringing Jiang Lao in, she glanced at her, "Year, are you here?"

Jiang Lao listened to Hu Tang's voice outside, thinking that she had committed some serious mistake and was being punished. When he came in, he was shocked, smiled, and gave a blessing to Mrs. Hu.

Madam Hu answered with a smile, and said, "I asked the girl to see a joke again."

Jiang Lao shook his head hurriedly.

"Today, the emperor's marriage has just arrived, why did you come to us? I won't accompany your mother to count the betrothal gifts."

Jiang Lao thought of the pamphlet he saw in the morning, and the page of paper that she didn't see clearly but has been rooted in her mind. She remembered clearly the entangled villain, she hung down. Eyelids, a little bit ashamed, Mrs. Hu smiled, "This is a great happy event, the good boy will come here soon, and make this disobedient in my family feel happy."

Looking back at Hu Tang, his beautiful eyes became sharp again.

Hu Tang curled his lips and hugged Jiang Lao's arm.

After Madam Hu went out, Hu Tang looked at Jiang Lao's back, and when she saw her walking away, she relaxed all over.

He pulled out the hairpin and threw it on the table, and completely loosened the double hanging bun that Madam Hu had just personally helped her tie up. He tied it up and sent it at will, and did not forget to talk to Jiang Lao, "The gift of marriage is here, waiting for you to marry. If you have someone, you will have less time to spend time with me. If you make a kiss, you have to accompany me more."

"After marrying, there will be no less time to accompany you." Jiang Lao showed a smile on her face. She didn't talk to Hu Tang about the reason for her marriage with Rong Ming, but she thought that even if she was with him Ordinary marriages, his empathetic temperament, if she really wants to do anything, naturally she won't be stuck with her, "He's easy to talk."

Hu Tang wanted to say something but stopped, his eyes quietly looked out the window, the courtyard was empty, and in the deep winter, all the leaves of the trees outside the courtyard fell, and the treetops pointed towards the sky.

Hu Tang's eyesight was sharp, and he could clearly see the bird's nest built on it from a distance.

The trunk is bare and nothing else.

She turned her gaze back, and twisted her eyebrows suspiciously, "Really?"

Jiang Lao nodded affirmatively.

Hu Tang teased, "It didn't change

Dear, you'll take care of it now. "

"Why don't you protect me if you are going to get married? I not only want to protect, but I want to be confident."

When she speaks, she is not arrogant or arrogant, and she can't see a point of domineering when she looks at her face, but it can make people feel her full confidence.

Hu Tang laughed, his gaze swept out from time to time, looking overly suspicious.

Jiang Lao watched Hu Tang's frequent movements of looking out, "Do you want to be outside?"

"Not so." Hu Tang shook his head and frowned, "I just think that there seems to be someone outside."

She was suspicious, "Maybe it's my mother who is looking for someone to watch me again."

She approached the window, looked left and right, and finally determined, "There should be no one."

Jiang Lao grabbed her, "Tang'er, you teach me some tricks."

"Why do you want to learn this all of a sudden?" Hu Tang felt suddenly and a little surprised.

Jiang Lao glanced down at his embroidered shoes, and said seriously: "Protect yourself."

Although my foot hurt in the snow last time, it hurts occasionally, but it doesn't affect my walking anymore.

If it hadn't been for Rong Ming's reminder, she would not have realized the smell of lilac on the person who hit her at that time.

She wants the kind of keenness that seems to be born with only people in Xiwu.

…

It's a pity that Jiang Lao's ankle can move around, but if he really needs to move his ankles, he should change from pain to pain.

Hu Tang is very strong, and Jiang Lao is really sore in his feet, he said, "It won't work today, I have to wait for the future."

She went back to the house, rummaged through the boxes, and found out a few books that had fallen to the dust, brushed away the ashes, and handed them to Jiang Lao, "Today we are reading books."

Jiang Lao flipped through the pages. The book was a female commandment full of words. Whether it was a word or a book, it didn't look like Hutang's.

She turned over again and confirmed that the handwriting was not Hu Tang’s own. She looked at Hu Tang, "Is this your sister's book?"

Hu Tang took it, frowned and looked for a long time before remembering, "This is Xie Xiang's book."

"Xie Xiang?" Jiang Lao didn't recognize the name.

"The only granddaughter of the Prince Xiang Mansion, the granddaughter of the country's father-in-law." Hu Tang turned two pages, his face turned red from shame, "I didn't like writing at the beginning, so I snatched her book."

"Fortunately, you were not in Jinling at that time." Hu Tang felt regretful after thinking about it, "Otherwise, the book I grabbed might be yours."

Jiang Lao shook his head, "My father didn't let me learn this seriously, so he asked me to see when he wanted to punish me."

Hu Tang was so envious for a while, Jiang Lao flipped through the booklet and asked thoughtfully, "Can you tell me about Xie Xiang?"

Of the father-in-law

granddaughter.

That is the Xu family.

Maybe, there is something useful from her.

…

The sun sets early in winter, and night falls soon.

Soon after Rong Chen returned to the house, there was a knock on the door outside the study.

The person who came in after getting the permission was a fresh face other than Huaiqing and Wu Que.

He was the only secret guard that Rong Wei personally recruited to his side, and was different from the previous arrangement by Jiang Lao by his side, and he arranged it all by himself.

Jiang Lao didn't know their existence, and he didn't know about their existence.

The man arrived at Rong Chen's side and reported in a low voice, "Today, there is no suspicious person around the four girls. She has returned home safely."

Rong Chen asked, "Where did she go today?"

The dark guard replied: "The four girls stayed at the General's Mansion Hu Girl all afternoon, reading and learning kung fu, after leaving the mansion, I changed the appointment time for the next meeting."

All afternoon.

Rong Ming repeated the words of the dark guard in his heart.

Rubbing his finger bones, he repeated it again.

Even if Hu Tang is a woman.

Does not affect his unhappy mood.