When a woman heard that she could see her husband, her eyes lit up. Her expression fell into everyone's eyes. Many people shook their heads secretly, and even Rong Jingqiu frowned.

Although Zhao Yu stood behind, he still saw Zhang Jiqing's wife's expression clearly and clearly. He was afraid that Rong Jingqiu would be disappointed. This woman obviously regards her husband as the most. At that time, it is estimated that Zhang Jiqing will feel soft-hearted when she cries a few words.

"Your Highness, why don't you arrange for Zhang Jiqing to meet his wife?" Feng Debao carefully figured out his master's thoughts, and then proposed his own solution.

Zhao Yu shook his head, "She is not a dying person who is not dying in the Yellow River."

So we have to meet again and we have to finish the show.

"Why don't the old slave threaten Zhang Jiqing and tell him not to talk nonsense?"

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then denied the proposal, "Don't backfire, she is not as fragile as you think."

Feng Debao really wanted to complain. His master had only known Rong Jingqiu for a few days, so he could understand her temperament clearly?

But looking back, Rong Jingqiu was exiled to the village for the first sixteen years. At that time, her father didn't love her mother and didn't love her, but she could still strive for what she is today. It makes sense for the master to say that she is not fragile. In that environment, as long as she is a little fragile in her heart, she would not develop a cynical and dislike anyone; or she would have an inferiority complex, and she would not be as good as she is now.

Rong Jingqiu didn't know that Zhao Yu's master and servant were thinking about her psychology. When she saw Zhang Jiqing's wife's expression of longing to see her husband, she didn't want to stop her. As a human being, she always had to recognize herself and reality.

"Can you let me meet Ji Lang?" The woman was anxious when she saw Rong Jingqiu stop talking.

Rong Jingqiu nodded, "This is not difficult, but since you have come back to life, people always have to eat. Even if you don't eat, your children will still have to eat."

When the woman heard this, she heard the two sons' stomachs, and her face turned red at first, and then she hurriedly found someone to ask for food.

Rong Jingqiu glanced at Madam Zhong, and Madam Zhong immediately heated up the food she brought. Considering that two days have passed since their resurrection, the food they brought were light and liquid food. The mother and son and the old beggar ate sweetly, which was the best food they had ever eaten in their lives.

Seeing the four people eating voraciously, the fear on their faces went away, and slowly returned to their normal faces. Seeing the two little ones hiccups, Rong Jin said hurriedly, "Eat slowly, it's not enough. If you're hungry for a while, you can't eat too quickly. God is pitiful. This is really a sin..."

Rong Jingqiu gently stroked her mother's back as a comfort, knowing that she felt sorry for the two children, but Zhang Jiqing's wife probably didn't like to listen to these words, because she saw that the woman's eating slowed down. In addition to being embarrassed, she was also a little dissatisfied on her face, which instantly reduced her favorability towards this woman. Sometimes, there is something to be hateful about the poor people. This makes sense.

Rong Jinshi also saw the expression on the woman's face. She was a little unhappy in an instant. Why? Her husband was going to kill her. She didn't allow others to say he wasn't it? Who are these people?

"Mom, let's go to the arranged house over there first to take a rest." Rong Jingqiu said.

Rong Jin nodded, and then saw Zhao Yu still on the main seat there, so he went over to ask Zhao Yu to sit in the room.

Rong Hong curled his lips dissatisfied. He disagreed with Zhao Yu and felt that his mother was too polite to this unpopular prince.

Rong Jingqiu shook her head. My brother's temperament is probably helpless. Even if he doesn't want to pay attention to Zhao Yu, don't offend anyone. Didn't you even look at Feng Debao at him with dissatisfaction? Feng Debao is the worm in Zhao Yu's belly, and this old eunuch is also very good at making trouble. Her brother will be worried in the future.

So she stepped forward and blocked Feng Debao's gaze, and smiled at Feng Debao. Feng Debao immediately bowed to her tactfully, and then turned his eyes to another place.

"Brother, I know you are dissatisfied with Zhao Yu, but don't show it?"

"I didn't say anything?"

"Your expression can express your heart more than anything you say. Regardless of whether he is favored or not, he is a child of the royal family and is protected by the royal family." Rong Jingqiu couldn't help but complain to his brother, "I really don't know how you are doing in the officialdom in Jiangnan. The complexity there is comparable to that in the capital. I am really surprised that you can come back to the capital alive."

"Hey, I said how did you say that? Is there anyone who said that to your brother? Then what is Zhao Yu? Do you want to protect him like this? Don't forget who is your elder brother?" Rong Hong was quite dissatisfied. He was really disliked no matter how he looked at him, especially when he could choke to death.

"If you weren't my brother, I wouldn't bother to talk about you. Do you think I'm full and have nothing to do? I'm also thinking about our Dingyuan Hou. I don't want the family business that the ancestors have worked hard to be destroyed in your hands in the future."

Rong Jingqiu's merciless words instantly angered Rong Hong. He was about to express his dissatisfaction loudly, but he saw his sister erecting her index finger on her lips. This was to silence him, "Brother, don't forget what occasion this is? What words are said and what words are not said. Think clearly in your heart, and then say it, otherwise be careful of the disaster coming from the mouth."

Rong Hong's face turned red in an instant, and now he felt like his face was burning. What his sister said was unreasonable, but the sentence just now made sense. This occasion was unstoppable for him to be confused.

"If you are angry with me, will I be angry for a moment and almost speak out?" He threw the blame to Rong Jingqiu, and looked like she was her fault.

Rong Jingqiu looked at the brother incredibly for several times. Where did he learn how to turn the tables?

She never despises anyone easily, but Rong Hong's shameless words made her despise her. "If you can't tell me, just give yourself a reason to excuse me. Brother, I have learned about your shamelessness and shamelessness." After that, she took a few steps forward, widening the distance from Rong Hong, so as not to be framed by him again.

This time, Rong Hong was really ashamed. He didn't know why. When he faced this sister, he would lose his mind. He was obviously not like this on weekdays, but he didn't know why. When facing this sister, he couldn't help blurting out some unpleasant words.

Looking back on the whole conversation, Rong Jingqiu's words were not unreasonable. However, he was too sensitive to the reaction and seemed to be unable to bear the contempt in her eyes. Thinking of this, he wanted to go forward and apologize to Rong Jingqiu, but Rong Jingqiu was being held back by her mother and was talking to Zhao Yu. His steps slowed down and he couldn't take his face down and leaned over.

When he arrived at the lounge that was specially sorted out, Rong Jin took his daughter to salute Zhao Yu, and then he turned to the next room. Rong Hong nodded to Zhao Yu and followed his mother and sister into the lounge next door.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhao Yu glanced at Rong Hong's back with a sideways glanced at him.

"I was taught a lesson by Miss Rong San." Feng Debao said, don't think that if their brother speaks softly, he won't hear it. Rong Hong is really far inferior to Rong Jingqiu.

Rong Jingqiu said right. If his highness hadn't secretly helped Rong Jingqiu for his sake, Rong Hong wouldn't have escaped from the officialdom of Jiangnan, let alone returned to Beijing early? Based on his young master's temper, he didn't know how many people he had offended openly and secretly, and many people wanted his life.

The complexity and darkness of the officialdom in Jiangnan was that even the saints had to try to send officials to go. It was the biggest source of the economy of the Da'an Dynasty, but the officials there colluded with the local gentry, gentry, merchants, and gangs. If everyone who went there could not wander here, they would be destined to be undermined by their subordinates and could not do anything in their term of office. When the expiration expired, they would return to Beijing in shame to reply to the imperial edict.

"It's time to teach you some lessons." Zhao Yu said in agreement.

Rong Cheng is qualified as Dingyuan Hou. He has trained it, but his only legitimate son is disappointing. Perhaps because he has no competitors, Rong Hong has no sense of crisis, so he developed such a temperament.

If Rong Cheng has another second son, I am afraid the situation will be different. With his brother of the same mother staring at him, Rong Hong will force himself to mature, otherwise his parents will likely give up on him and choose to train his younger brother.

However, everything is not absolute. Just like Jin San, he is also the only legitimate son, and he is much more responsible than Rong Hong and is younger. It can be seen that maturity or not has nothing to do with age.

It seems that the Rong family’s family tradition is not good. Since the previous generation of Dingyuan Hou, who used his concubine as his wife, this family tradition was destined to be unhealthy.

No matter how outsiders look at it, it is not painful to Rong Hong, and he does not have such self-knowledge.

In the lounge, Rong Jin seemed a little overjoyed, "I won't go to the prison later, you can do whatever you want."

Rong Jingqiu knew that her mother should not like Zhang Jiqing's wife, so she said that. She had already expected what would happen next, but she didn't want to stop it. Whether it was good or bad, Zhang Jiqing's wife had to face it. After all, this was her own life.

"Mom, I understand."

Rong Jin patted his daughter's hand, "I guess everything here has become a strange thing now. Don't brag about it outside, so as to avoid being listened to by those who are interested." This was said to his son Rong Hong. After all, men have to go out for social events, so they must drink a few glasses of wine. They can't hide anything when they get drunk.

"Mom, don't worry, my son is not a three-year-old child, I know the right way." Rong Hong said a little amused and crying.

Rong Jin concealed the sorrow in his heart. His son was indeed quite good, but his character had to be polished according to her husband's words. Jiangnan and his party had no other progress except for bringing back an unpleasant concubine, and they were worried about it.

After a while of rest, Rong Jin took his servant back to Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion first, and the monk who recited the scriptures also left and returned to Baima Temple, but the leading monk was left.

Zhao Yu was very courteous to him and gave him master-level treatment. This made the leading monk flatter and very helpful. He also listened to the words of the Ninth Prince to take him to meet the saint. When he thought of this, he couldn't stop his earthly heart from surging, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

On the way back to the city, the old beggar said to Zhang Jiqing's wife, "Big girl, don't be ruthless at that time. If this man really wants to kill you, there will be another one if he fails. I'm not lying to them."

The woman remained silent. She clenched her fists tightly. Because she was a child bride, she treated her husband like both a mother and a wife, so she was particularly tolerant. She still doesn't believe that men are cruel to kill the three mothers and sons.

The old beggar sighed. He had died for no reason and no longer wanted to care about this little business. He had to live well for the rest of his life, otherwise he would be sorry for his trip to the gates of hell.

The prison was filled with a smell of rotten smell and urine. Zhang Jiqing was passively punished and was crying in pain. Unfortunately, the prison guards ignored him. He could only endure it, but he was thinking about what was wrong in his heart?

He was puzzled and his plan was foolproof, so why was he caught and straight?

Unless...unless someone is following him, how could he know his actions clearly?

Before killing his wife and children, he had thought about it. If someone found out that the dead mother and son were his wife and children, he would pretend to cry, and then he would say that his wife thought he could not win the exam and that the family was poor, so he took the children away. He had no idea that they came to the capital and they would completely pick themselves up, and they might even get some sympathy from noble girls.

But the plan could not keep up with the changes, and eventually he was placed in the prison.

While he was thinking about it, he heard his wife calling him, "Jilang..."

"Who?" He opened his eyes wide in fear, not caring about the pain on his body, and quickly rolled up and shrank backwards, looking at the sound. His wife's figure indeed appeared. He was so scared that his face turned pale, thinking that his dead wife came back to ask for his life.

"Don't come over, don't come over, you're dead, just let me go, anyway, I don't have a few days to live, and a couple will be kind to you for a hundred days..."

The woman who was about to walk towards her husband stopped immediately. She didn't expect that her husband, who was pale, haggard and embarrassed, would have reacted like this. Could it be that he really wanted to kill the mother and son? His heart, which was already sinking, is now even more struggling to the bottom of the valley.

"Jilang?" She called out again, wanting to step forward and take a good look at him.
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