"Father doesn’t care what I’m afraid of." Green ink Yan also didn’t answer the question.
The old duke’s eyes jumped straight. Just now, on impulse, he showed off his father’s prestige in front of everyone. I didn’t expect Qingmo Yangen not to buy this set, and now he even asks him questions.
"What do you do for your mother?" The old duke came to his senses and shouted at him, "With so many guests here, you have to play down a peg or two with your Shaolin Temple."
"I did my mother’s business naturally." Qing Moyan suddenly smiled and narrowed her eyes defiantly. "My mother is your wife, but she was buried in the middle of nowhere. Even a father can tell the reason."
Smell speech they looked at each other.
This is a big news.
It is a strange thing that the wife of Qinghou House was buried in the wild.
The old duke breath a fiercely cheek muscle twitching.
"Father doesn’t want to explain clearly?" Blue ink yan and a step forward.
The duke turned back in consciousness.
But he forgot that he was sitting too far back in his chair now, and he always fell back and even his chair fell to the ground.
The second young master exclaimed and rushed to "father, father!"
Green ink Yan stood there motionless, quietly looking down at the old duke who was helped by the second young master.
"My father keeps saying that I don’t put this family in my eyes, so I just want to ask, you try to treat me like your son again. Sometimes I really want to … maybe I’m not your son …"
"Shut up! Shut up! " The old duke was furious and pushed the second young master straight up. "Are you trying to piss me off? Don’t be proud of your grace. This time, I will deal with your unfilial behavior even if I sue in front of the temple!"
"You want to sue in front of the temple?" Blue ink raised an eyebrow, and there was a faint frost in the corner of the eye. "It’s better for my father to tell the emperor that he took my world and let his second brother grow up."
The duke shook his fingers to the blue ink yan "you … how dare you …"
Qing Mo Yan slowly turned around. "Just because I am busy with my job, I can’t come over. My father is so humiliated that I have to go to the front of the temple. You are not afraid of losing face, and I am even more afraid."
He left his sleeves and walked out.
"You live for me!" The old duke’s eyes are splitting.
At this time, if he just lets go, his face is really lost.
So he must let the blue ink yan bow to him.
"Stop him for me!" Cried the old duke
Guards poured in from the house.
Xuanyuli ushered people in with his left hand on his waist hilt.
Green ink Yan steps a lag slightly sideways to look at his father and throw a word "when we get to the front of the temple, we still hope that my father can answer my previous questions, otherwise the emperor will ask you to find a reason now, and then it will not be a problem of losing face."
Blue ink yan index finger gently point a head and then drifted away.
Everyone breath air conditioning.
Qing Mo Yan is really wild, and he dares to threaten his father in public.
His last move just now was to imply that his father would lose his head if he didn’t speak properly.
But think about it, and they think that the blue ink Yan is not exaggerated.
The emperor doesn’t rub the sand in his eyes. If you dare to have a little housework, you must have the courage to bear the consequences when you come to the emperor.
Green ink Yan brought people just left. As soon as the eyes of the old duke turned over and softened, they fell directly.
The second young master was frightened and hurriedly called for the steward to carry people.
The seats are in a mess.
In the midst of all this confusion, people talked privately about what had just happened.
"Ah, in fact, it’s not easy … the duke has been holding me down for so many years."
I don’t know where the bass came from.
"How can outsiders know that there is no memorial tablet for the birth mother in our ancestral temple?"
"I also heard that the memorial tablet was newly written that night."
People looked around and saw several people dressed as Houfu people gathered together and whispered.
Shi Datian dressed up as a page, so he said mysteriously, "It’s really strange that our world was born to the duke’s wife, and his mother’s memorial tablet was not allowed to enter the ancestral temple …"
"So the grave buried in the wild is really Mrs. Lu?"
"The world personally went to see the tragedy … the tombstone was cracked, even without a fragrant grave sweeper. The former duke refused to tell the world where his birth mother was buried …" Shi Datian repeatedly stung.
"I think the duke must have a skeleton in my closet …"
Although the banquet in Houfu was not very good, people were like chicken blood when they left.
In less than two days, the city was all over, and everyone knew what happened to the mother of Qing Hou Fu.
The emperor finally sat still.
He wanted to seal the memorial tablet of Mrs. Lu, and he had heard about it. At that time, he just turned a blind eye because of Qing Mo’s face.
I didn’t expect Lu to be buried in the wilderness. Isn’t this the same as hitting the emperor in the face?
The emperor called the old duke into the palace, swept over and scolded him, and finally ordered him to move the tomb of Lushi back
Blue ink yan is disdain sneer at when hearing the news.
There’s nothing in that grave. What he wants is not these.
Looking at the map of the table, Qing Mo Yan’s eyes stay in one place, which is the seclusion of the old gentleman from Changyuan.
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Every day, Qing Mo Yan is busy preparing to meet Mr. Changyuan in the courtyard, and the emperor wants the duke to move to the Lushi cemetery. He has no intention to intervene.