After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Jiang Suizhou naturally didn't know how the secret letter Huo Wujiu received scolded him. He happily touched the fish in the Ministry of Rites, and went into his study after returning to the house.

Because of a few conversations that day, Ji You actually got a lot closer to him. Today, he even took two books to him, saying that they were lent to him for reading.

Of course, it is two unofficial history.

Because of his own experience, Jiang Suizhou didn't like Ye Shi a little bit, so he thanked Ji You for his kindness, so he collected the two books and put them on the desk.

Whoever loves to watch, he doesn't want to take the risk of inexplicable crossing.

What's more, he still has other things to be busy—

For example, the secret letters sent to him by the two ministers.

He was extremely cautious. He received the letter early in the morning and put it away. It was not until now that there was no one around before he unfolded the letter.

—As much as he had guessed, the letter did not provide much useful information.

These two courtiers were not high-ranking officials, but just in the Ministry of Industry. Therefore, this matter was taken over by the Ministry of Industry, and the budget was large and who was in charge. They would be able to find out after a little inquiries. They did some calculations for Jiang Suizhou and figured out how much oil and water Pang Shao could collect here.

Sure enough.

These two courtiers must have been a little anxious because of this, and asked him in the letter whether they wanted to put some of their own hands in the project.

Jiang Suizhou was lost in thought.

Based on what he knows about the original owner now, he will definitely do something, even if there will be no return, or even loss, he must give it a try.

But Jiang Suizhou knew that this was completely useless.

Pang Shao would never allow any official he was worried about to handle the money, so even if his official was inserted in, he would not touch the money allocated by the court. In this case, the only thing you can do is to collect evidence of corruption and report it to the court...

But what is the relationship between Pang Shao and the posterity, and what is the relationship between him and the posterity?

Obviously, this was when he hit the muzzle of the gun, for fear that the queen could not grasp the handle to clean him.

Moreover, the officials who have been inserted will be pushed to the cusp of the storm, making it extremely easy to be victimized by Pang Shao.

Before crossing, when he was reading history books, he had seen many Nanjing officials who died unexpectedly on certain projects.

Jiang Suizhou did not dare to risk his life.

He pondered for a moment, read the letter carefully, and roughly wrote down the numbers and names in it, and then put the letter in the secret grid on the table.

A lot of letters have been placed there.

They are all preserved by the original owner. It took Jiang Suizhou a lot of effort to find this secret compartment.

He also roughly determined the original owner's sphere of influence based on the letters among them.

The letters stored here and the tips collected are mostly fragmentary, which is of little reference value. But according to the position of the officials in the letter, these people have no real power, and even these pieces of poor news are all they did their best to get.

These officials painstakingly collected the information and handed it to the original owner, and the original owner did not live up to their efforts. The letters in the box are all marked with marks of comments, which shows how diligent the original owner saw it.

Jiang Suizhou put the letter together, locked it carefully, and proceeded to reply to the two officials.

He did not directly refuse, only that if they let them stand still, he would act accordingly. If you find an opportunity to put them in by then, they will be notified as soon as possible.

Fortunately, there were a few letters in the study that had not been sent by the original owner, so that Jiang Suizhou could barely follow his tone and finish writing the letters.

After writing, Jiang Suizhou read the letter through, waiting for the ink to dry.

He couldn't help sighing.

It has been three years since Nanjing escaped the Yangtze River, and gradually came out of the panic that was about to destroy the country, and seemed to have accepted the current situation of dividing the river. Until more than a month ago, Huo Wujiu moved south and broke the original balance. However, when he was crossing the river, he was interrupted by reinforcements and was besieged and captured.

At this time, Beiliang and General Huo were gone, and the courtiers of Nanjing naturally felt more at ease.

It is exactly the same, Pang Shao calmly embezzled and claimed power, and the post-master was full of enjoyment. The original King Jing and the courtiers behind him all tried their best to seize power with Pang Shao in the cracks, trying to find a way out of that cloud.

However, none of them knew that their anger was exhausted and the building was about to fall over.

They are climbing up in a tall building that is about to collapse.

Jiang Suizhou looked out the window.

He gradually accepted the fact that he was drawn into this period of history, and at the same time, he was also caught in this torrent.

He gradually wanted to help them.

—

When he came out of the study, the sky was already dark. He handed the secret letter to Meng Qianshan, and saw that he was quite skilled in squeezing the letter into his arms.

Jiang Suizhou withdrew his gaze in relief.

Maybe it was because he was weaker, and his face was not good after sitting for a long time. Meng Qianshan saw that his lips were a little white, and he asked intimately: "The master has been tired for a long time, but can I prepare the soup for you?"

When Jiang Suizhou heard his question, he felt a little tired, and nodded when he heard the words.

Meng Qianshan should be repeated again and again.

Jiang Suizhou returned to the room all the way, and saw that dinner was ready. Under the bright lights, Huo Wujiu was sitting there reading a book.

How many books can you have in your room? All Meng Qianshan prepared to relieve the boredom of the original owner before going to bed. The original owner prefers some obscure Confucian ancient books, which are all about the governance of the world. Jiang Suizhou is used to reading ancient texts, and he doesn't find it boring, but Huo Wujiu is different.

Swordsman and swordsman, no one can see this.

Thinking about this, Jiang Suizhou sat down at the table and asked, "Reading?"

He had a cold tone, showing an attitude of disinterest in what he did to the other party.

He didn't expect Huo Wujiao to take care of him either, saying this is just an opening remark. When the words fell, he paused, and was about to ask Meng Qianshan to send Huo Wujiao some free books, but suddenly heard a deep and mellow voice.

"Flip through it casually." Huo Wujiu said.

Jiang Suizhou was taken aback.

He looked at Huo Wujiu in disbelief, and saw that he was eating his food with a composure.

The words he had prepared came to his lips, but he was blocked by Huo Wujiao's sudden response. For a while, Jiang Suizhou didn't speak.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and looked at him lightly.

I don’t know if it was his illusion. He always felt that when Huo Wujiu looked at him this time, his expression was still cold, but the aggression in his eyes had faded a lot, and the oppression disappeared. For the most part.

For a time, Jiang Suizhou felt so peaceful that he had made a mistake.

He was stunned, and quickly put away his astonishment, lowered his eyes and caught a chopsticks, and said, "Well. What books do you read on weekdays? Let Meng Qianshan bring you some."

As he said, he gestured to Meng Qianshan with his eyes.

Meng Qianshan at the back nodded repeatedly.

But after hearing that Huo Wugui spoke again.

"No," he said.

After a pause, Huo Wujiu looked at him indifferently, and then said: "I am not used to being taken care of by others."

His words meant something—not only the matter of searching for books, but also the sacrifices he had made in North Korea in the past few days, and people sending letters to himself. The other party naturally knew it in his heart.

King Jing insisted on liking him, he couldn't control it, but he didn't want to accept the favoritism and kindness from King Jing.

He has to pay back if he gains benefits, he can't pay back this kind of feeling.

But when he saw Jiang Suizhou on the opposite side raising his eyes, there was a fleeting stun in his eyes, and then he smiled coldly, and said: "Whether this king has ever taken care of you? Find something for you, don't trouble me."

Jiang Suizhou was very happy.

How can I not get used to it! For my life, there will be more places to take care of you in the future!

Get used to you early!

Huo Wujiu frowned, and was about to speak, when he saw Meng Qianshan next to him happily blooming, he smiled and nodded, saying that he would pick more for his wife later and let him choose.

Obviously, the two masters and servants did not intend to listen to his opinions.

Huo Wujiu lowered his eyes, Jiang Suizhou didn't speak any more, and when he finished eating, he went to the side to drink tea and eat.

He is in a good mood.

When the night got darker, Meng Qianshan leaned forward and told him that the pool in the back was ready and he was ready to take a bath.

Jiang Suizhou answered, put down the book and went back.

When you bypass the silk screen, you will see the steaming heat. Under the heavy veils, the sparkling candles were already lit, showing a bit of ambiguity in the misty steam.

In the center of the back room, there is a sinking carved copper pond, which is not too big, about three to five feet square. At this time, hot water was already placed in the pool, and petals were still floating, faintly scented.

Several maids were standing there, in a pretense of waiting for Jiang Suizhou to bathe.

…This is too inappropriate.

Jiang Suizhou retracted his gaze, waved his hand, and motioned for them to go down.

The maids retired obediently, and there was no sound of footsteps during the action. After a while, they withdrew cleanly.

Jiang Suizhou turned around again, looked at Meng Qianshan, and said, "You also step back."

Meng Qianshan was taken aback: "Huh?"

This...on weekdays the master takes a bath, where is there when no one is waiting? Except in Mrs. Gu’s room...

Thinking of this, Meng Qianshan suddenly realized.

Why is he so wink! There is still a lord in the room, where's his turn to take care of him!

He nodded repeatedly, and his eyebrows were overjoyed: "Hey! The minion will withdraw now!"

I don't know if it is Jiang Suizhou's illusion. He always feels that Meng Qianshan's expression... has such an unspeakable awkwardness.

After he exited, Jiang Suizhou walked to the side of the pool, leaned over to test the temperature, then removed the lower layer of robes and put them on the side shelf.

At this time, there were no other people around, his mind relaxed, and he began to ponder things again.

Two days later, it will be the day of the Great Court Meeting. It seems that we should find a way to discuss with the two staffs about the secret letter today...

As he thought, he undressed. Just as he untied the belt of his shirt and was about to take off his robe, he heard a clear sound behind him.

Jiang Suizhou turned around.

I saw Meng Qianshan pushing Huo Wujiu's wheelchair. On the wheelchair, Huo Wujiu was sitting there, expressionless, like a Buddha being pushed in.

Behind him, Meng Qianshan smiled wretchedly and implicitly.

Jiang Suizhou was confused, and the next moment he immediately understood what the grandson Meng Qianshan was making.

He actually dared to get Huo Wujiu and ask him to accompany him to wash mandarin ducks, ducks, and baths?

The author has something to say:

Huo Wujiu: He really had such dirty thoughts towards me.