PFC Chapter 340: Brother-in-law is poisoned
Chapter 340: Brother-in-law is poisoned
Since my daughter became the queen, her right servant shot Yan Xi, and she was in great glory.
The eldest son is young and promising, and is well-known in the court. He has a stable temperament and is kind to others, and is praised by his elders. The second son has risen through the ranks, and has been promoted at an astonishing speed. He is also the first-class salt luck to make him fat.
Those who curry favor with Yan Xi can line up in a circle in Yundu from Chengtian Gate to Changle Gate. Drinking every day and feasting every night.
At the end of Zishi, it was a cold night in the middle of the dew. (1am)
Yan Renqing got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night and found that the lights in the main hall of the outer hall were still bright.
He was suspicious, so he walked over to take a look, and was surprised to find Mu Chuyao sitting on a chair, rubbing her sleepy eyes, with a sad look on her face, her head moving slightly, she was very sleepy, but still working hard. support.
"It's late at night, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"
Yan Renqing was very surprised.
Mrs. Yao Guo was so sleepy that she was in a daze. She raised her head and saw the tall and handsome man in front of her. She seemed to have returned to the day when she first met her husband more than 20 years ago. A happy smile appeared on her tired face: "You are back. Okay, I’ve prepared hangover soup..."
Yan Renqing was stunned.
Then he understood something, and his handsome face twisted for a moment.
"Mother! He stayed out drinking all night again and didn't come back?!"
Mrs. Yaoguo was also stunned.
Her sleepiness moved away like threads, and she regained consciousness. In front of her was the husband she had been waiting for. It was her second son who was almost 90% similar in appearance to her husband.
A strong sadness surged into her heart, but she still forced herself to show a loving smile: "It's Renqing, look at me, I'm old, my eyesight is hard to use, and my brain is confused. There's something going on tonight in Shangshu Province. It’s a banquet. Your father is going to the banquet. Maybe he has been talking about business for a long time and is a little late. "
Yan Renqing felt a surge of anger in his chest.
Talking about business?
Officials from a department get together to drink and have fun and stay up all night. How can that be official business? He used to see such high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Xiaoxiang Shuiyun Pavilion "talking about official business".
"Mom, don't wait for him. Your health is important. Go back to your room and sleep."
"It's okay, wait a little longer, maybe you'll be home soon. Renqing, you go to bed first, mother is used to it, it's okay."
Mrs. Yaoguo stood up with a smile, sent her second son back to the room in person, and stuffed a cup of soothing tea into his hand.
An hour later.
Yan Renqing took a nap for a while, then stood up and opened the brocade curtains, only to see that the lights in the direction of the hall were still on.
He took out a green silk silk coat.
When I returned to the hall, I saw Mrs. Yao Guo still waiting. Even though the charcoal pot was burning, the room was too empty and still very cold. She was so cold that her face turned purple and she kept rubbing her hands.
When she was young, her biological mother Hong Ye also waited so foolishly and looked forward to it foolishly.
"Mother, don't wait any longer."
"It's okay, I..."
Before Mrs. Yao Guo finished speaking, she felt dizzy, her vision went dark, and she fell asleep.
Yan Renqing touched her sleeping point, wrapped her in a green silk silk jacket, carried her back to the bedroom, and pulled the quilt over her.
After everything was dealt with, he returned to the spacious hall of Qiying with a gloomy face, and there was unconcealable anger in his eyes. On the rosewood table, there is a jar of green plum wine and a jade wine glass.
Until the dawn of time.
Yan Xicai came home drunk, and was helped into the hall by two young men.
"puff"
When Yan Xi saw his son, he sat down on the chair next to him with a smile.
Yan Renqing saw a rouge mark on his neck and asked sadly, "Father, do you remember what day it was yesterday?"
"day……"
Yan Xi's face turned red from drinking, and he mumbled drunkenly, "What day..."
Yan Renqing's lips turned black with anger, and he crushed the armrests of the chair.
"Ah! By the way, Mr. Wang and Mr. Li said yesterday that their daughter is good-looking and well-educated. She hasn't married her yet. The Mu family seems to want to marry their daughter to you, but hiccup... your eldest brother is already married. Cui Jiangjiang is not young anymore. The Cui family is the first among the five surnames. She is very, very good..."
Yan Xi murmured, stretched out his hand, grabbed the green plum wine jar on the table, sniffed it, and praised, "Good wine!"
The wine glasses were useless.
He just held the jar and drank a few big gulps.
The fragrance of green plum wine spreads in the room. The wine soaked the right minister's neck, and he didn't notice it, only feeling the pleasure of drinking.
Yan Renqing stared at him expressionlessly, showing a strange sneer.
Even such a drunkard killed his biological mother and didn't care about the anniversary of his mother's death.
Not only did he destroy his own mother, he also destroyed another poor wife and mother, who suffered day and night.
Are the men of the Yan family naturally superior to others?
Really, disgusting!
*. *. *
Heavy fog early in the morning.
At Mao hour, the golden rooster breaks at dawn.
While Mu Tingxue was sleeping, Qingniao, the female official of the Princess Mansion, ran to the bedroom like a hot wheel, banged on the door anxiously, and shouted: "Master, wake up! Something happened. Your right servant, Mr. Yan, has been hit." It’s so poisonous that I’m going to die soon!”
Master Yan?
...My uncle was poisoned? !
Mu Tingxue's sleepiness disappeared, and she suddenly got up from Jinyu's bed and opened the door: "How did you get poisoned? How is the situation?"
The blue bird came all the way, and his head was covered with hot sweat: "The boy who came to report the news from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion said that he drank the green plum wine sent by the young master of the Nangong family, and suddenly suffered from abdominal pain that didn't stop. He was rolling on the ground in pain and vomited. There’s so much blood, I’m almost out of breath!”
Mu Tingxue changed clothes and freshened up as quickly as possible.
He casually put on a wide seahorse, Chaoyun, sheepskin and gold-trimmed cape, got on his horse, and galloped towards the Prime Minister's Mansion on the right.
The carriage is too slow.
This was the first time that the eldest princess rode through the busy market, and she didn't care about the possibility of bumping into the common people who came out to buy vegetables at the market early in the morning.
While riding her horse, she quickly passed through the scene of Nangong Haozhi's gift-giving last night in her mind. She returned the gold, silver and jewelry and only received two food boxes, one containing the old rock sugar cake that the eldest princess loved to eat, and the other containing the love of the right prime minister. Drink wine.
"The Nangong family is now a royalist faction and supports the emperor's brother. It is completely opposite to the Yan family's political stance. There is indeed a motive for the murder."
Mu Tingxue rushed into the Youxiang Mansion.
They saw that the house had become a mess, and the slaves brought out basins of blood from uncle Yan Xi's bedroom. They heard painful wailing, the sad crying of Mrs. Yaoguo, and the second and third cousins. Brother's anxious roar.
"Physician, please save my husband, please think of a way, wuwuwu——"
"Useless quack doctor, the more blood you vomit after these few needles are inserted! Father, you must hold on! What will happen to the whole family if you make a mistake?"
"Trash, get out of here!"
When Mu Tingxue entered the room, she saw her second cousin scolding the imperial doctor and then her third cousin. The imperial medical officer was also miserable and shouted loudly: "This is severe arsenic poisoning. Even if Hua Tuo is alive and the gods descend to earth, I can't do anything to save my life!"
Yan Xi was on the hospital bed, shaking in pain, with a pale face, one hand tightly grasping his burning throat, the other hand scratching on the mattress, his abdomen seemed to be cut with thousands of knives, and his clothes It was soaked in blood, her hair was messy, the jade crown fell to the ground, and the desk and cabinet beside the bed were kicked to the ground by him.
A terrible wailing came from his throat, which was not like a human voice at all. His eyes were distracted and his hatred was clear: "Nangong... old thief..."