The periphery of the memorial shed was crowded with relatives of the Zhang family and neighbors from the surrounding villages.

People were sitting next to each other, people were squeezing each other, standing on tiptoes to peek in.

Unfortunately, layers of white curtains obscured Fu Jiuqu's figure. A group of tall guards wearing armor and sharp swords stood outside, with cold faces and cold eyes, glaring at them eagerly, blocking out the crowd and their sight.

In Bianjing, there are often noble people, but people like Fu Jiuqu are not common. I don’t know who said that it was the Guangling County Prince of the Imperial City Division, and the crowd secretly became commotion. They were nervous, scared, and couldn’t help it.

He looked around, wanting to take a closer look at this famous figure in both the government and the public.

Nowadays, the first three sons of Zhao Guan's family have all died one after another, and they have had nothing to do for many years. However, he is much closer to Fu Jiuqu, his only nephew, than to the cousins ​​​​of the Zhao family's heirs...

The dignity of the person in front of you can be imagined.

A group of people rushed up to try to curry favor.

Fu Jiuqu didn't say much. After paying homage, he sat down in the living room and asked his attendant to bring him a red lacquer box. It was covered with silk, and he could tell at a glance that it contained a large amount of money.

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, Mr. Zhang, just come to me."

Zhang Zhengxiang waved his hands hurriedly, "I can't do it, I can't do it. Sanlang eats the imperial salary and runs errands for the imperial court. This is what he should do..."

"Old man, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Liu interrupted Zhang Zhengxiang and said flatteringly: "Sanlang has such a good brother as the Prince of Guangling. That is the blessing of our Zhang family. If he betrays the wishes of the Prince, he will do it."

Condemned by God."

Mrs. Liu is Zhang Zhengxiang's second wife, and the first three children did not crawl out of her belly. Apart from regretting the loss of an income after Zhang Xun's death, the rest is worried about her two biological sons.

There's a way out.

If you can get support from the Prince of Guangling County, why worry about not getting ahead in the future?

Mrs. Liu said with a smile on her face: "The common woman has a son who is exactly eighteen years old. He looks a bit like Sanlang. He is also a capable man in both literature and martial arts. The common woman will call him to come to the prince.

kowtow……"

Xin Yi put on her filial piety clothes and walked over. She happened to hear these words and almost laughed out loud.

"Didn't Silang secretly watch the Shen family's daughter-in-law take a bath and get beaten until her nose and face were bruised and swollen, making it difficult to see guests? She recovered in less than three days? It seems that she is quite thick-skinned and can withstand beatings."

"You..." Liu's breath was stuck in his throat, and the color quickly faded from his face.

No outsiders knew about this matter, and the Shen family did not make it public.

The third daughter-in-law all drowned in the river at that time. Where did you get the news?

In front of Fu Jiuqu, Mrs. Liu's heart was burning like a scorching fire. She groaned for a moment and looked around, "Little hooves, if I hadn't asked the gods to summon you this time and drag you back from the Palace of Hell, you would have been there long ago."

Just like those unlucky ghosts who drowned in the Bian River..."

Xin Yi chuckled.

"After you brought it back, you set up a fire and poured tung oil on it? Are you going to barbecue human flesh?"

"Son of a bitch, what crazy words are you talking about? That's, that's..."

Ms. Liu was so angry that the corners of her mouth couldn't help trembling, pointing at her that she couldn't breathe.

Xin Yi glanced at her lazily and said, "The corners of your mouth are crooked and your words are unclear. Mother-in-law, is this a sign of a stroke? Don't be impatient. Take a sip of tea and then you can continue making up."

The battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law made Zhang Zhengxiang's old face turn red and unable to get off the stage, but Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes slightly and gently rubbed the armrests of the wooden chair with his fingertips, as if he was listening carefully, but also seemed to be aloof.

"Sister-in-law."

Fu Jiuqu put down the tea cup, and water splashed on the green jade finger in his right eye.

The halo of the night light shone on the side of his face, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, but there was nothing to say.

Sun Huai quickly handed over a snow-white handkerchief.

Fu Jiuqu wiped his hands slowly. His knuckles were clean, long, and neatly trimmed. They looked pleasing to the eye, but they looked like a dormant beast jumping around on his fingertips. They were cold and dangerous.

"Have you heard about the water ghost case?"

Xin Yi was slightly startled, then suddenly smiled, "I was almost burned to death as a water ghost, what did the prince think?"

"Then... why is the body floating on the water and alive?"

Fu Jiuqu's voice was gentle and emotionless, but it made Xin Yi's heart tremble.

Since rushing to seduce someone will kill you, why not give him some color? If you do the opposite, you might even get a good death.

"Didn't the prince just hear about it? Because I have a mother-in-law who can conjure ghosts and haunt ghosts. She snatched me back from the palace of the King of Hell. If the prince doesn't believe it, why not ask the King of Hell himself if he has such a thing?

What's going on?"

"..."

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Fu Jiuqu curled his fingers, pressed the tea cup, and looked at her calmly, unable to figure out his thoughts for a moment.

The Zhang family was surprised and scared.

Where did Sanlang's wife get the courage to confront the Prince of Guangling?

Mrs. Liu lectured: "You little hooves who don't know etiquette, I asked you to come out to thank the king, not to say these crazy things. Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to the king."

As "Zhang Xun's widow", it is common sense to express gratitude to Fu Jiuqu who came to burn incense and give gifts.

But Xin Yi thought, since Mrs. Zhang doesn't have a good reputation, why should she break through her personality?

"I'm about to remarry, and the Zhang family's money won't fall into my hands. How can Prince Guangling be so kind to me?"

"You——" Mrs. Liu was so angry that she was shaking all over, "You bastard, why don't you kneel down!"

Xin Yi sighed and asked lazily and generously.

"Why don't the king also reward me with some money? Isn't it too late for me to express my gratitude?"

Xin Yi had a pair of beautiful eyes, which were moist and looked at Fu Jiuqu boldly, fearlessly and enthusiastically.

Eyes facing each other.

Xin Yi is like a pricking hedgehog. She wears no makeup, wears a rough dress, and has a hemp rope tied around her waist. It is so thin and narrow that it seems like she can be broken with just one blow... but with a bit of absurdity.

An arrogant temperament that is incompatible with this living room.

After a long silence, Fu Jiuqu smiled inexplicably and stood up slowly.

"Xiao Wang still has official duties, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. Farewell!"

…

Fu Jiuqu left with his entourage without looking back.

The Zhang family were afraid of offending the nobles, and were frightened and frightened. As if flattering their ancestors, they accompanied Xiaogong and sent him out.

Xin Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, snorted secretly, and walked back to the house unhurriedly, only to hear Sun Huai's shout under the eaves.

"Little lady, stay."

Sun Huai had a smile on his face, his waist was slightly bent, his face was round and chubby, he was fairer than ordinary men, and he looked very kind.

Xin Yi smiled politely.

"My father-in-law, do you have something to do with me?"

Sun Huai's pupils narrowed and he stared at her.

"You, how do you know my identity?"

He was wearing ordinary clothes, and his voice was not as soft and sharp as that of an ordinary eunuch. When the two met for the first time, how could Mrs. Zhang know that...he was missing something underneath?

Xin Yi was shocked when he saw Zhang Huai's ghostly expression, and immediately reacted and smiled at him.

"I heard Sanlang say before that the Prince of Guangling County has a father-in-law who is noble in character and kind-hearted. He treats people very well. When I saw the father-in-law, I guessed it was you."

Zhang Huai was very pleased with this subtle compliment.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

After smiling, Sun Huai took something out of his sleeve.

"This is what the young lady left in the prince's palace. Now it has returned to its original owner."

Mrs. Zhang died very quickly in "Bianjing Fu". There is no detailed plot, and Xin Yi is not very clear about her situation.

"What's this?"

Sun Huai thought she was pretending to be stupid, so he showed a good-natured smile and motioned for her to take it and look at it for himself.

Xin Yi raised the corners of his lips, "Could it be that the Prince of Guangling County wants to confer with me privately? I am his brother's widow, so this is not in line with etiquette."

Cough! Sun Huai cleared his throat and slowly opened the corner of the cloth, "We would like to advise the young lady that it is better to keep such personal belongings carefully to avoid incurring another crime..."

Personal belongings?

Xin Yi looked at the "Mandarin ducks playing in the water" and the cloth strips that came into view, and then recognized that it was a woman's bellyband.

Her heartbeat suddenly jumped slightly, and she gently twisted the soft strap with two fingers. Inexplicably, she thought of Fu Jiuqu's fair and slender knuckles when serving tea. What kind of contact had she had with that clean white and that dazzling red?

?

Xin Yi's fingers trembled, and he realized that his mind was distracted, and he raised his head with a smile.
To be continued...