All Hail Cousin Brother

The man in black felt unwilling and wanted to persuade him: "Young master..."

"Uncle Chen, an evil dragon stretched out its claws and killed someone. Do you think the evil dragon itself is guilty, or the claws that killed people?"

Zhou Linghuai lowered his head and flipped through the books in his hands. His profile was pale and thin, with a heartbreaking morbid look, and an indescribable handsomeness and dignity. His eyelashes were long and drooping, casting an obscure light shadow in his eyes, which was elusive. well.

Uncle Chen's expression became complicated and unspeakable, he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand throbbed, and the knuckles of his five knuckles turned white.

"Just because the attack was a claw of an evil dragon, so cutting off a claw of the evil dragon is considered revenge? Your right hand kills people, and I cut off your right hand. Is this revenge?" There was a trace of coldness on his lips, evil, ink In the eyes of the same person, there was no light in the sky: "I don't think so, it is only right and proper to kill people for their lives."

"Murder pays for life, it's only right and proper," the horoscope, licking the tip of his tongue, was slowly chewed by him in his mouth, which made people feel terrified.

There was a calm voice above his head, like a deep pool with no waves, but it seemed that a raging undercurrent was brewing. The man in black suddenly raised his head, and the word "slaying the dragon" suddenly appeared in his mind, his eyes were shocked, astonished, complicated, Excitement comes in all kinds of emotions.

Zhou Linghuai asked quietly: "What do you think?"

The man in black tried his best to calm down the shock in his heart, and quickly analyzed the situation in his mind: "Since the shocking change in Youzhou three years ago, the situation in the court has become more and more tense. The emperor is obsessed with alchemy and rarely visits the court. The cabinet, Wei Ninghou, etc. are in the hands of a group of honorable courtiers, and the courtiers form cliques for personal gain, enrich their own pockets, corrupt the law, and the nobles are rampant and arrogant, and the vassal kings everywhere are also ready to move."

Having said that, he paused for a while, raised his eyes to look at the young master, and saw that the young master was holding a scroll in his hand, as if he didn't hear his words.

But he knew that the young master was listening.

"Cangzhou, Yunzhou, and Liangzhou are not very stable. Dongyi, Xirong, and Nanman invaded the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and fought repeatedly with the vassal kings guarding the three states. Every time there was damage, the vassal kings of the three places complained to the sky, and they repeatedly went to the public to report. Your Majesty, please send your troops to help."

"I heard that years ago, King Ping of Liangzhou came to Beijing under the imperial edict. In front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, he cried with snot and tears all over his face. He said that Liangzhou was bitterly cold and couldn't even collect taxes. Asking for money, food, and soldiers, the soldiers in his army have not changed their armor for three years, asking the emperor for money and food."

Mentioning this, the man in black's tone seemed to be disdainful. He was a majestic vassal with a heavy army in his hands, and he didn't even want to face him.

"Do you think they are crying poor?" Zhou Linghuai twitched the corner of his mouth, and gently closed the book: "They are crying for their fate, whoever cries the ugliest, the most shameless, the most useless, is the most reassuring, and the one who cries is the most reassuring. They won't follow in the footsteps of King You, but they are smart, they have battles, injuries, and poverty, this kind of feudal land is what some people want to see most." Zhou Linghuai's tone was full of sarcasm.

The man in black froze for a moment, and suddenly understood what the young master meant.

The vassal princes of the four prefectures guarded the borders of the Great Zhou for the purpose of guarding the territory. It was necessary to fight only if there were battles. If there were injuries and poverty, the court would not worry about the vassal princes stationing troops for self-respect.

King You guarded the northern border and fought against Beidi all the year round. It was the most bitter and cold place in the four prefectures.

Beidi is a large tribe. Di people are tall and horsey, good at riding, shooting, and fighting. Every autumn, they will go to the border towns to burn, kill and loot. King You, who guards Youzhou, has to garrison a large number of troops. Unexpectedly...

Zhou Linghuai narrowed his eyes slightly: "If he can let go of his dignity without even losing his face, it means that he has a plan, and the plan is so big that his dignity is not worth mentioning, and he can even lose his lost dignity. Get back double."

The man in black was breathless: "Young master, what do you mean, King Ping..."

Zhou Linghuai interrupted him with a cold voice: "Send someone to keep an eye on Liangzhou."

"Yes!"

Yu Youyao quickly left with Chunxiao and Dongmei,

I couldn't help but think that the man in black called his cousin "Young Master", and he was very respectful to his cousin, unlike ordinary domestic servants.

Cousin, he seems very mysterious?

And my cousin also mentioned Weining Hou Mansion.

In recent days, she has also learned a little about various mansions in Beijing. The most talked about in Weininghou Mansion is that there is a royal concubine in the family.

This noble concubine of Lu Huang was made a side concubine when the emperor was still in hiding. Since then, she has been honored and favored continuously, and has been favored all the way to the harem, and her favor has not declined until now.

Because the Empress Empress is ill, Imperial Concubine Lu is also in charge of Fengyin in the harem, and all affairs in the palace are also handled by Concubine Lu. In the harem, Imperial Concubine Lu is covering the sky with one hand.

As a foreign relative, Weining Hou's Mansion is also the most prominent family in Beijing, not one of them, far beyond the comparison of Yu Mansion.

Yu Youyao vaguely realized that she probably accidentally broke a shocking secret about her cousin? !

Cousin suddenly came to Beijing and lived in the Yu Mansion, it would definitely not be as simple as defecting to relatives.

When Chun Xiao saw that Miss came back, she was holding a flower branch in her hand, she pursed her lips without saying a word, and kept walking back with her head depressed, a little strange: "Miss, why did you run to the back of the rockery just now, the slaves can't see you."

At first sight of the young lady, she and Dongmei were so frightened that they nearly lost their wits, but luckily the young lady came back in time.

Thinking of the thrilling scene just now, Yu Youyao also had lingering fears: "The flowers on the back of the rockery bloom more beautifully."

Chun Xiao hurriedly said: "The outside here is no better than inside the mansion, Miss will not be like this in the future."

Yu Youyao nodded absent-mindedly, not daring to walk around anymore, returned to the wing room, sat for a while, felt that the room was a little stuffy, led Chun Xiao and Dong Mei to the meditation room.

Along the way, strange stones, stacked mountains, and clear water reveal a peaceful atmosphere. The ground is covered with bluestone bricks with patterns, and evergreen bodhi is planted on both sides.

Not long after, Yu Youyao heard the sound of chanting sutras not far away, and when the meditation room arrived, Qing Xiu who was guarding outside greeted her and led Yu Youyao into one of the meditation rooms.

The room is not big, only tables and chairs are placed inside, it looks very empty, the four-legged Boshan incense burner exudes the fragrance of sandalwood, the maids and mother-in-law stand on both sides with their hands down, and Mrs. Yu is half leaning on the purple colorful brocade pillow with the word "Yuan Shou".

On the other side, there was an old woman with a round face, wearing a dark blue embroidered golden five-bat pattern gown, and an emerald forehead on her head. Her hair was already half gray, and she looked older than her grandmother. Some.

Yu Youyao realized that this old lady was Mrs. Song, the old lord of Zhen Guohou's Mansion, and a friend of her grandmother's boudoir. She came forward to salute and say hello respectfully.

Mrs. Song called Yu Youyao to her, and held her hand: "During the Chinese New Year, I remember that Yaoyao was wearing a red dress of pomegranate flowers, she was round and looked at a ball of joy," she said with restraint. She couldn't help laughing: "It's only been less than a month, and she has become a big girl. I remember that Yaoyao will only be ten years old in two months."