The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 871 Chapter 871



Chapter 871 Chapter 871

Pei An was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Go to Qin's house."

A'lu was stunned. "Going to Qin's house now? You must send someone back to the house, so that the young lady won't wait for you to eat."

"It's okay, I'll be back in a moment."

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Qin Mansion, he met Lord Qin who had just arrived home. Pei An stepped out of the car and said, "Brother!"

A shout to keep Qin Dalang.

"Shiro——"

Qin Dalang was also wearing an official robe. He had sharp eyes and didn't say much. "Come in and talk." Pei An walked up to Qin Dalang, bowed and whispered, "Brother, I can only be brief. I won't go in to bother my aunt. I'll just talk to you at the door."

Qin Dalang understood.

She reached out and held his arm. "It's too cold. Go through the hall and look to the side. There's a guest room. We can talk there."

"it is good."

Pei An didn't say much and followed him in. Ji Sheng walked in front and asked someone to get a charcoal basin and hot tea. Just as everything was set up, his master came in with Pei Silang.

He served tea attentively, then closed the door and went out to guard.

"Silang, I already know about Guanzhou's incident. Are you feeling well now?"

"Thank you for your concern, brother. I got better yesterday. Guan Zhou was open-minded. Seeing that he had returned safely, he no longer had any worries. He cooperated with Doctor Hu and Doctor Sun in the treatment. He swallowed the medicine that was difficult to swallow before. It is very good for his body now."

"I can rest assured that."

Qin Dalang was relieved and looked at Pei An. "Earlier, the eunuch Changrui who was in front of the queen sent someone to ask. I didn't want to make the queen worry, so I just said that Guanzhou was fine and his life was safe. Now that I hear you say it, I feel more relieved."

Pei An bowed, "Thank you for your concern, my lady. Please tell her that she should take care of her body first. Guan Zhou has escaped unscathed."

Ugh!

When Qin Dalang heard this, he closed his eyes slightly and sighed. The room fell into silence, except for the red and hot fire in the charcoal brazier.

After a long silence, Qin Dalang finally spoke.

"Silang, Prince An's death was not an accident."

When Pei An heard this, he suddenly looked up and said, "Brother, this... is there any evidence?" Prince An has been buried in the imperial mausoleum. It may be useless to say that he did not die accidentally.

"The emperor knows about this."

what! ?

Pei An could not hide his surprise. Qin Dalang continued in a deep voice, "About half a month ago, the emperor suddenly sent the crown prince of the Eastern Palace to secretly investigate the matter. Jingzhao prefect He Wenhan received the secret order and investigated with the prince of Anwang Mansion. They got a clue from a servant, and then..., they followed the clues and the more they investigated, the more thrilling it became."

"Who did it?"

Pei An couldn't understand. Prince An was a non-confrontational person who spent his days playing with cats and dogs and growing flowers and plants. Who could he have offended?

Qin Dalang shook his head slowly.

"Mr. He has not revealed who it is, but... His Majesty has remembered this matter. A few days ago, I was summoned by His Majesty and the Crown Prince to talk about the Dongjun delegation."

Pei An was puzzled. He held a low official position and was not qualified to be involved in these state affairs.

Qin Dalang did not hide it, "Your Majesty has long been prepared for the conspiracy between He Jiang and Jin Meng. It was a bit of a headache because a mysterious force has emerged in the Dongjun court in recent years, and it wants to support He Jiang to return to the court."

Pei An sneered when he heard this.

"He Jiang is the son of Princess Ying Fei. Although Dongjun is not as culturally profound as our Dalong, it also knows the orthodoxy of blood. He has the blood of two countries in his body. Just based on this point, even if the male descendants of the Dongjun Dynasty die out, it may not be his turn to argue."

"It is better to go back and be a powerful prince than to be a mediocre prince in Dalong. He Jiang may not be aiming for the throne, but he has this ambition."

Pei An nodded, "Brother, could it be that Dongjun's matter is related to Prince An?"

Qin Dalang shook his head slowly.

"It's hard to say. Let me tell you something. With the death of Princess Hong'an yesterday, I'm afraid the affair between Jin Fuyun and He Jiang will be reduced to a small matter or nothing at all."

So what?

Pei An's search for Qin Dalang is about the Jin family.

"Jin Meng and He Jiang, are their interests so deeply involved?"

Qin Dalang narrowed his eyes, "I only found out recently that the two of them had colluded with each other a long time ago. Jin Meng has been stationed in the border of Liyang for a long time, and has no social interactions with many dignitaries in the court. But whenever someone complains about Jin Meng's disobedience to the emperor's will, a bunch of ministers will jump out and mention Jin Meng's outstanding military achievements and loyalty."

Pei An understood immediately, "Is it He Jiang who helps him to deal with these relationships?"

Qin Dalang snorted and laughed, then asked, "Does Silang also find it incredible?"

Pei An let out a long sigh, "Prince Yong is really good at hiding things." How would he have known about his love for Long Yang if Song Youan hadn't revealed a thing or two?

Now, Qin Dalang said that He Jiang, who always seemed mediocre, was actually very capable and a hidden talent.

"Silang, His Majesty is also waiting for an opportunity."

He was specially summoned to the palace to discuss the matter of the Dongjun delegation. He could sense the emperor's thoughts. How could such a dictatorial emperor allow Jin Meng to dominate the world under his nose?

Pei An could not hide his depression.

"Brother, are we going to have to endure Jin Fuyun's attempt to murder my wife again?"

Qin Dalang smiled brightly when he heard this.

"Silang, don't worry. Jin Meng may not be able to keep Jin Fuyun after what happened to her. The last time she returned to Liyang, Jin Meng almost beat her to death with a stick."

Pei An couldn't help but clench his fists when he heard this.

"Brother, you also said that the Jin family and He Jiang have been in collusion for many years. They didn't mention this marriage earlier, but suddenly promoted it this year. I guess it's because the interests of the two families have reached the point where they have to form an alliance."

Qin Dalang listened and nodded slowly.

"That's right. This isn't a marriage that both parties are happy with, but there's no better way to form an alliance. However... no matter how powerful Jin Meng is, he wouldn't dare keep a daughter who has such a tarnished reputation."

Pei An felt powerless.

"Brother, I am too weak after all. It is my fault that the Zhenguo Mansion has declined. My wife has been hurt so much. As a husband, I cannot vent my anger for her."

When Qin Dalang heard this, he burst out laughing.

He patted Pei An's shoulder and said, "A little impatience can ruin a big plan. Jin Fuyun is very ambitious, but there is one thing that is beyond doubt, that is, she still has vision and has taken a fancy to someone as capable as you."

Pei An lowered his head, feeling very lonely.

This was a setback that had never occurred in Shaohua Garden. "Capable... Only my eldest brother and my second brother comforted me in this way."

"Shiro, you are only 23 years old, but you are eating the food of a 24-year-old. You are young and promising!"

"Being favored by Jin Fuyun has brought my wife repeated murderous disasters. This is not what I wanted." Pei An said truthfully, "She had thoughts that she shouldn't have--"

"The death of the He family's eldest son, whom she had married before, was also intentionally caused by this woman. This matter..., you know about it, right?"


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