After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Less than a day after Qi Min was arrested in jail, he was released all the time.

Even the postmaster even felt guilty about him, an old school that he didn’t like as a kid. After releasing him from the big prison, he actually left him in the palace and comforted him a few words before letting him go home. .

When Qi Min returned home, the street was already brightly lit.

His whole family had been released from the prison, and they were waiting to greet him at the door. Several of his friends, also waiting in front of his house, saw him getting off the carriage, and came forward to congratulate him.

Not dying in a catastrophe is also considered a happy event. After greeting them one by one, Qi Min welcomed everyone into the mansion together, leaving them to have a simple meal before returning.

The officials naturally did not decline.

Qi Min set up a banquet at home to congratulate everyone. He was frugal on weekdays, and his house was searched this time, but he didn't copy much silver.

Therefore, the preparation for the banquet was quite simple, but everyone at the banquet was his best friend and knew him as a person.

The officials closed their doors for a feast, and when they were full of wine and food, their speeches gradually became more open.

"Today in the court, I only know what is coldness." One of the officials said viciously, holding a wine glass.

For a while, everyone lost their voices and gradually quieted down.

The official said to himself: "Master Qi is a lot of peaches and plums all over the world. Who is not a literati who has been acquainted with? But today this group of people who framed him, fanned the flames, and took the opportunity to disregard affiliations were all he did. A disciple who has been carefully promoted!"

Although Qi Min has never been a Mr. One Day, scholars have always followed the rules. If folk students want to be officials, they have to pass the scientific examination, and the candidates of the imperial examination and the examination have always been grateful for the kindness of the examiners, so they should be worthy of their examiners as teachers.

And Qi Min has been the chief examiner for how many imperial examinations so far.

Hearing this, there was no sound during the dinner.

After a while, an official drank the wine in the cup, and put the wine glass on the table with a clang.

"Dun Ting...! Who can think of it, it is Dun Ting who does this kind of thing!"

All the officials present here know that Zhao Dunting Qi Min is the most filial piety. Back then, Zhao Dunting was destitute, and sold his ancestral property for scientific research in Beijing. However, he was robbed by thieves outside the city, and he was penniless when he entered Beijing. It was Qi Min who met and helped him at that time, which allowed him to gain a foothold in Beijing and take the exam.

After that, Zhao Dunting reported back to Qi Min year after year, which was also in the eyes of everyone.

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone at the dinner became heavier. Qi Min remained silent for a while, picked up his chopsticks, picked up some vegetables, and sent them to the entrance.

"I didn't teach him one day. He was admitted to Juren and served the court. It was all his own ability and good luck." He said lightly. "I can't be regarded as his teacher, nor can he be regarded as betrayal to me."

For a time, everyone sighed.

Someone went on to say: "What happened today is also a good thing for Qi Gong. It is a blessing in disguise to see the nature of some people clearly."

The official on the side applauded: "Yes. The only one under Master Qi, Zhang Yan who forced the emperor to thoroughly investigate Master Qi's relatives and friends, is a hidden person."

Several people around nodded.

But Qi Min put down his chopsticks.

"He is not," he said.

The official on the side was surprised: "Master Qi means...?"

Seeing Qi Min staring at the cup on the table, he slowly said.

"He seems to have fallen into trouble today, but he didn't forget to involve Zhao Dunting. If it weren't for him, I would have been in a different place at this time. What he did, on the contrary, seemed to have known something in advance, he stood up to save me."

There was silence during the dinner.

"I just don't know, how did he know who was standing behind him."

At this moment, an official spoke slowly.

"Master Qi, I have some personal relationships with Zhang Yan. He was drunk a few days ago and he once said a word to me."

Qi Min looked at him and saw him speak slowly.

"He said... He wants to do something for His Royal Highness King Jing. He doesn't know his life or death, but he must do it."

——

When Hua Deng first appeared, Zhao's Mansion had almost checked.

The officers and soldiers dispersed, the Zhao family was arrested and demobilized early in the morning, and the heavy door was slowly closed and sealed.

Zhao's house, where people came and went, fell into a dark silence.

At this moment, several shadows sprang up on the eaves, and they were very fast, like an owl in the night, rushing up the wall from the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the darkness again.

These are the dead men behind Xu Du's hand.

After a few flashes of black shadows, they plunged into a dark alley. With half a stick of incense, the alley was empty. The few people in night clothes were nowhere to be seen, except for a few unobtrusive little servants, dressed in coarse cloth and shorts, carrying the purchased sundries from the busy city, and went straight into the Jing Palace.

And no one noticed. There was a bottomless dead end beside the street where they disappeared. Turn there, walk some distance in, and you can smell the **** smell.

There were a few people lurking there quietly, and under their feet, there were dozens of corpses lying on the hill.

These corpses are the work of these people.

There was an inaudible footstep.

"Let's go." The man stood still in front of the corpse and said slowly.

I saw the viper-like figures climbing on the wall in the dark, and they all moved alive when they heard this. One of them sprang down from the wall, ripped off his mask, walked to the corpse, and kicked it at random.

"It's over," he said. "The killer sent by the old thief Pang is really capable."

I saw that the person who had been watching the wind earlier also tore off his mask.

It was Wei Kai.

"Working brothers, clean up these things." He looked at the corpses and said. "Be sure to leave no traces."

"Commander Wei, don't worry." A human being on the side. "Let's do things, you just have to worry about it."

Then, several people got busy in the dark.

The one who spoke earlier was busy and said: "I don't know what the general thinks. I think it's a big deal. Even Commander Wei has worked."

A person next to him smiled and said: "No, I'm eager to see this battle, I thought I was going to rescue the general from Prince Jing's Mansion."

Someone continued: "Who knows to protect a few dead men secretly. Commander Wei, do you know whose family these dead men belong to, they are so precious?"

I saw Wei Kai scolding with a calm face: "Don't gossip, move faster."

Several people laughed a few times when they heard the words, and they were speechless, and then proceeded neatly.

Wei Kai stood by, frowning tightly.

Not only his brothers were puzzled, but even he didn't know why.

King Jing wanted to fight Pang Shao, he probably knew about it; King Jing did this thing, he also heard about it.

The general asked him to make arrangements early in the morning so that they could hide in the dark in advance, waiting for the dead soldiers who escorted Jiang Suizhou to retreat.

Although the general was indeed as expected, and indeed Pang Shao's people came here to investigate and were killed by them, Wei Kai didn't know why the general made such an unnecessary move.

Was it to kill this group of Pang Shao's men, or was it because of the dead men of the Jing Palace, what was so special about it?

——

Those two jars of Jiang Suizhou wine are fine wines that have been kept in the Fuzhong for many years. The original owner seemed to like to collect this very much, but he didn't drink it much. There were a lot of fine wines brought from Yecheng in the mansion.

This is one of them.

And Jiang Suizhou didn't expect that the liquor from the North in ancient times was so strong.

He carried the wine jar to Huo Wujiu's room, and Huo Wujiu had just had dinner.

When Jiang Suizhou saw him sitting on the bed, he remembered that he still had injuries, and hurriedly asked, "You are still taking medicine, can't you drink alcohol?"

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and saw him holding the wine jar, and asked, "Yes?"

Jiang Suizhou naturally knew what he was talking about. He raised his hand to let the people back down, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's all in the plan."

Huo Wujiu's gaze rested on the smile on his face, and he didn't move away for a moment.

Then I saw Jiang Suizhou put the wine jar on the table, sat down on the left, and said: "I wanted to celebrate with you, but I forgot whether your injury was good. Otherwise, it's not a big deal. hinder."

But Huo Wujiao repeated: "Celebrate with me?"

Jiang Suizhou nodded.

"In any case, Pang Shao has enemies with you. He has suffered a big loss, and for you, he is a happy thing."

His words were quite high-sounding, and the lights were all around at this time, and it seemed a bit uncomfortable.

He paused, pressing one hand on the wine jar, resting his chin on the back of his hand, looking at Huo Wujiu, and laughing frankly.

"There is really no one else. Very few people know about this. Gu Changyun is unreliable. Xu Du hasn't finished his work. Wouldn't you be suffocated if the king asks you to celebrate?"

He was very relaxed at this time, and the disguise on his face was also removed, revealing that lazy and gentle appearance.

Seeing Huo Wujiu's silence, but his subordinates neatly, he pulled the wheelchair with one hand, supported him, and sat down on the wheelchair, walked straight to the table, and sat opposite Jiang Suizhou.

He did not speak, but opened the wine jar.

For a while, the aroma of wine overflowed and filled the room.

Jiang Suizhou was taken aback, then quickly raised his hand to press him.

"Can you drink? Don't delay treatment..."

But seeing Huo Wujiu's eyes lifted, his dark eyes were particularly bright under the lights.

"I have brought all the wine, do you want to drink it?"

Jiang Suizhou always felt that his eyes were smiling at the moment.

Although I can't see it, I can't grasp the clue, but it is shining, like sunlight dangling on the tip of a gun, shining in people's eyes, and making people dizzy for a while.

He involuntarily took his hand away, allowing Huo Wujiao to skillfully pick up the wine jar with one hand, grab two bowls in his hand, and pour the wine into full.

It wasn't until Huo Wujiu put one of the bowls in front of him that he came back to his senses and was dumbfounded.

The wine in the bowl is very clear and rich in aroma, and you can feel strong just by smelling it. This bowl is not small, the light shining brightly in the bowl makes Jiang Suizhou shrink a little.

Even before he crossed, he had never seen a bowl of dry liquor?

He stared blankly at the bowl on the table, then raised his eyes to Huo Wujiu, and said: "Use this to drink?"

I saw Huo Wujiu's face with doubts: "Otherwise?"

He reacted for a while, only to remember that the people in their capital seemed unwilling to take a bowl and drink. Unlike their border gates, which had always been short of supplies, there were not so many fancy cups, meat and wine, and they used the same guys.

He was a little annoyed for a while, but he only felt rustic.

"Forgot." He said. "I'm going to find someone for a cup."

He was about to leave in a wheelchair, but saw Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes and stopped him.

When he saw King Jing's face in front of him, he seemed to show a bit of self-esteem that he didn't want to show timidity.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. Pang Shao is in bad luck today, it's worth my king's bowl of wine."

Huo Wujiu watched him pick up the bowl, and suddenly remembered that when he came back drunk that day, his whole body was full of sweet wine, and he knew it was not strong wine, presumably this person was not drinking well.

He paused, and was about to say the obstruction, but swallowed alive.

He remembered the appearance of this man who was unsteady and fell into his arms that day.

It is full of sweet-scented osmanthus.

The author has something to say: Huo Wujiu: I'm an honest person, I don't really want to make my wife drunk, or because I'm rude, and I don't know how to use a glass for drinking :D