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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters: a counterattack

At this time, Jiao Mansion was decorated with lights. Since Jiao Fang fell, the Jiao family has not had such a lively scene for a long time.

But today, it is the first time to mark the red and the green, which looks very lively.

In front of the main hall of Jiao Mansion, there are tables of wine, dishes, delicious dishes, and delicacies, and countless delicacies.

More than a dozen maids stood upside down, and lined upside down. On the main seat, Jiao Fang wore a black hat and a python robe awarded by the palace. In normal times, this python robe was definitely not worn. Jiao Fang was low-key and only wore court clothes on weekdays.

But today, Jiao Fang looks particularly graceful.

Even so, the tables of wine and food were empty except Jiao Fang, and the seats were empty.

At this moment, the bell sounded from the bell tower of the town government outside the city, and it rang twelve times in a row, and it was obviously midnight.

Although this Jiao Mansion with lanterns is grand and gorgeous, it looks strangely cold. The table of wine and food was already cold, but only Jiao Fang drinks and drinks by himself. He posted a post to invite dozens of guests, but no one came. The dignified Cabinet Bachelor just picked up the chopsticks, gently pinched the cold dishes on the plate and ate it.

Jiao Fang's face was as normal as if it was not affected. After a few sips of wine, he looked up at the outside of the hall. He saw the lanterns swaying under the corridor. He pursed his lips and was still waiting patiently for something.

When a young man succeeded, he entered the officialdom and was rebellious and never willing to accept the loss. He walked step by step. The young Hanlin who once threatened to kill someone was once powerful. Now, the case in Henan has already gained fame. Countless people have taken the blame and everyone pushed the walls down, which is amazing.

Jiao Fang still remembers the look of Zhu Houzhao looking at him. That game of chess was like a sword, which pierced into his heart.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad, and it hurt so much that he hurriedly drank a little wine again, and there was a hint of redness on his old face.

At this time, there were tiny footsteps coming from outside, and the footsteps were rushing. First, a person who looked like a manager came in and bowed to the ground and said, "Master, it's done."

Jiao Fang raised her eyes, still calm and said two words lightly: "Is it done?"

The manager hurriedly continued: "The person has arrived. Madam Zhao drove him out overnight. Eunuch Zhao and Madam Wang in the palace were covered by the Fengtian Gate. Yang Qianhu hung the person down from the Forbidden City overnight, and finally there was no danger. Madam Zhao said that she would meet her son now."

Jiao Fang squinted her eyes, and her turbid eyes seemed to have a little more indescribable energy at this time, and said, "I asked her to bring someone to see me and tell her that her son has been properly placed. When I leave the capital with me, I will naturally see it."

At this moment, the cry of a baby sounded outside, as if the desolation of the main hall was relieved a little bit.

Jiao Fang finally showed a smile on her face, and finally... this move was almost done right.

"Master, it's time to leave."

"No hurry." Jiao Fang said slowly: "What are you anxious about? I am not the one who is anxious about now, it should be someone else. What are you anxious about?"

Jiao Fang smiled, stroked the table with his hand and said slowly: "Some people always think there will be a win or lose, but in fact they are wrong. Some people... just like me, I will never lose. I have lived for half my life, only win, not lose."

He had leaned on the chair and looked at many empty seats, showing disdain: "Tell people outside to respond at any time. People in the mansion should cheer up and guard against each other. I will come and meet them for a while."

Jiao Fang sat upright, and under the candlelight, his face looked gloomy and unstable.

…………………

At this time, in the Yang Mansion, Yang Tinghe was wearing clothes and slowly arrived at the Yang family's back garden. He seemed to be strolling in the back garden with great worries. The moonlight was very cold at this time, but Yang Tinghe was just holding his hands behind his back. The fifth-rank Grand Secretary's eyes were now facing the direction of the Forbidden City.

"Dad, why haven't you slept yet?"

A young man walked out of the secluded path in the forest, Yang Tinghe's son Yang Shen.

Yang Shen was already a Juren the previous year, so he has been preparing for his homework in Beijing and working hard for the next year's examination. He saluted Yang Tinghe. He must have been tired of studying and came to take a walk in the backyard. Who knew that he had met his father?

Yang Tinghe stroked his beard and looked at him with a smile, "Oh, you need to practice, what's the homework? You're not sleeping yet so late?"

But Yang Shen just looked up at Yang Tinghe: "Dad is worried?"

Yang Tinghe smiled pursed his lips and said, "It's not that you have any worries for your father, but that someone can't sleep. You know about Jiao Fang, haha... He is not an ordinary person. This person seems gentle, but in fact he is an extremely strong person. He is determined not to suffer losses. In the Chenghua year, even the chief minister Wan'an had to retreat when he saw him, a little Hanlin, which shows what kind of personality this person is."

After pausing, Yang Tinghe said again: "He has arrived at the Jedi this time, how could he be willing to surrender? With his temperament, he will definitely fight back. Tonight he invites his father to have a drink. He ignores him. In the past few years, no one has paid attention to him. He only cares about him and stares at him for a few years. His temperament has been understood by his father. Tonight... I am afraid it will be the time for him to fight back."

Yang Tinghe was able to destroy Jiao Fang and put Jiao Fang to death. Of course, he had his ability. Jiao Fang, who was so glorious at the time, would never have imagined that when he was paying attention to everyone, in an inconspicuous corner, someone would keep staring at him, thinking about everything about him, and be ready to replace him at any time.

Yang Shen couldn't help but worry, "Since that's the case, then Jiao Fang would be unfavorable to her father? After all..."

Yang Tinghe smiled and shook his head: "No, this is why the father transferred Ye Shixue to the East Pavilion. Jiao Fang never expected that the one who really killed him, a traitor, was the father. He would only suspect that Ye Shixue was. Ye Shixue is now in glory. In Jiao Fang's heart, who else could he influence His Majesty?"

Yang Shen's brows then stretched out, and he couldn't help but say with gratitude: "So, tonight..."

Yang Tinghe couldn't help but smile and said, "I just don't know what trick Jiao Fang would use, but Shi Xue Ye is probably going to fall apart."

Yang Tinghe spoke, and the smile on his lips was a bit different, which was profound.

At this moment, the direction of the Forbidden City suddenly illuminated one after another, and countless lights rendered the night sky. Then, the Forbidden City made various noisy sounds.
Chapter completed!
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