I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

The atmosphere in the room is a little gloomy.

It's like the weather before the storm.

Jiang Lao's expression became slightly uneasy, holding the boxes of spices, walking up to Fourth Master Jiang anxiously, and asked, "Daddy, what happened?"

However, Jiang Qin stood up at this moment and pulled the sleeve of Fourth Master Jiang, "Master, you come out first and discuss it with your concubine."

Siye Jiang's hands were clenched into fists, and his brows were tightly twisted.

After Jiang Qin called him again, he picked up the letter on the table and walked outside the house.

Jiang Qin also went out, and turned around and said to Jiang Lao: "Wait in the study every year, and I will come back after discussing it with your father."

Jiang Lao sat at Siye Jiang's desk and waited.

...

After going out, Jiang Qin was very worried when seeing Fourth Master Jiang, and the look on her face was not good.

The hand holding her husband's arm shivered faintly.

She did not expect that the child in the west of the city was the Ninth Prince who had almost been married to her daughter.

"Master, please take your time, don't rush to tell Nian Nian about this matter rashly."

Siye Jiang's face was as sinking as water, and he blamed himself: "Blam me, just be angry, and have never been to see what the kid in the west of the city looks like."

"Who could have guessed that he is the Ninth Prince. My concubine had seen him a long time ago, but I couldn't recognize him."

Jiang Qin's brows wrinkled lightly, "Ayun's letter is written, there are very few people who know that the Nine Princes go out of the palace to heal their wounds. It is no fault of the master, but only a coincidence of fate."

Jiang Siye said: "The Ninth Prince was seriously injured, and he was alone here. It happened to be met by our daughter. Think about why the Ninth Prince was seriously injured and why he was in such a remote mountain city, where no servants did not take care of him. People, it is clear that someone wants him to die. To save him year after year is to oppose that person."

"I know I'm a bit cruel to say this, but I'm the father of Nian Nian, I would rather the Ninth Prince be dead than my daughter will provoke enemies because of him."

Although Jiang Qin wanted a young boy in the west of the city to be the son-in-law, she knew that he was the Ninth Prince, and she did not dare to let the emperor's child be her son-in-law, so she let go of this obsession. After hearing what Jiang Siye said, he asked worriedly: "If you really like him every year?"

"He can't protect my daughter at all." Fourth Master Jiang said coldly, "I won't agree, let's talk about it--"

The old father has the persistence of the old father.

He snorted and said, "I think, every year I just pity him

A serious leg injury is good for him, and it is no different from being good for an injured cat or puppy. I don't really like it. "

Jiang Qin asked: "Then the master wants to tell Nian Nian directly that the child is the Ninth Prince, and then directly ask Nian Nian to break communication with him?"

Siye Jiang didn't say it directly, but he obviously thought so. He was quite confident, "I will definitely listen to me every year. I tell her, without saying why, she will definitely listen to me."

Jiang Qin shook his head anxiously, "This won't work. Even if it is a kitten or puppy, it will have feelings after a long period of time. If the master is so straightforward, you will never be able to resent the master every year."

Siye Jiang thought with deep eyebrows.

...

After returning to the house.

"Year." Jiang Siye's voice was inexplicably solemn, "If Dad told you to never see the kid in the west of the city again, would you listen to Dad?"

In order to increase the bargaining chip, he said, "Daddy please."

I thought, the first time he asked his daughter, the daughter would definitely agree to him.

But who knows that after taking a surprised look at him, the daughter seriously asked, "Daddy, why?"

Jiang Qin glanced at Fourth Master Jiang, as if he was saying, "Look, you are wrong."

Siye Jiang was a little bit frustrated, and coughed slightly to hide his embarrassment, "Do you know who that kid is?"

Jiang Lao shook his head and said he didn't know, but his ears were already set up, "Does Daddy know?"

When she listened to someone speaking, her clean and clear gaze followed the speaker firmly. Si Yee Jiang looked at this Bao'er held in his palm, and her heart was a little bitter. She was really unwilling to let the least bit of suffering. She ate, just wanting to scold God for always giving his daughters a trip.

He coughed and cleared his throat, but his voice was still extremely heavy. "The letter from your aunt said that the child in the west of the city has the surname of the emperor and is a child of the heavenly family."

He didn't want to name Rong Zhi as the Ninth Prince at this time, because he was afraid that after the naming, his daughter would have some dreamy girlish thoughts, but it would add ambiguity.

But after he pointed out that Rong Chen was the prince, Jiang Lao was taken aback, and almost at the same time, he guessed that Rong Chen was the ninth prince.

The surname is the emperor's surname, and is a child of the heavenly family. In her dream, let her call him Jiuye...

He is the Ninth Prince.

The nine princes who almost made a baby kiss with her.

Jiang Lao lowered his head.

She didn't have much impression of the Nine Princes. The only impression was that her parents had mentioned to her that the Nine Princes almost made a baby kiss with her.

She would

Er was fortunate that the baby didn't get married in the end, otherwise she was destined to marry a man she didn't know at all.

At the same time, he was so curious about the nine princes who almost made a baby kiss with her.

I wonder what kind of situation the prince, who is weak and pitiful, can't even protect himself at all, is in the palace.

Thinking like this, my back suddenly numb.

She once dreamed that Rong Ming's mistress wanted to be against him.

If Rong Chen is the Ninth Prince, then his mistress is

"Year?"

Seeing her looking down and distracting, Jiang Siye understood very much, and came over and touched her head. It turned out to be his daughter, "Daddy had the same expression when he heard about it."

I immediately thought of what kind of disaster this event would bring.

"If you can listen to Daddy every year, stop dealing with this kid, right?"

Jiang Lao raised her eyes blankly. She was getting cold from what was thinking in her heart. She didn't carefully pick up Fourth Master Jiang's words into her heart, and then asked, "What does Dad mean?"

Siye Jiang: "..."

It turns out that my daughter didn't expect to go with him.

"His injury, his current situation, it is clear that someone wants him to be harmed. Every year, if you help him, you will make yourself an enemy. People who are good in Beijing, in other words, we will form a party with him for private affairs and conspiracy with him. . It’s better to cut off communication."

make enemies

Jiang Lao couldn't be more clear about who was behind the scenes.

Just thinking of the appearance of Queen Jiahe in front of others, his back became cold for a while.

Queen Jiahe is very good in folk reviews, and even children can sing songs to praise her.

Because of his aunt, Jiang Lao has always disliked the empress.

I really didn't expect that the gentle, generous, and decent woman in the eyes of the people would turn out to be a cruel and poisonous woman behind the people.

As for forming parties for private business

Jiang Rao raised his eyes and looked at Fourth Master Jiang, "Daddy, you don't have to break up with him. Contact with him will not harm our family."

In her dream, it was clear that she had changed the new emperor, and new reigns were used everywhere.

And when Rong Yu in the dream was in the house, everyone respectfully called him Jiu Ye, and no one saw him without bowing his head.

Even though he had concealed a lot from her then, she knew very little about him.

But Jiuye's power is overwhelming, and it is still beyond doubt.

Being a party with him is at least not a bad thing.

Even, the exchange may change the fate of the entire Jiang family male's distribution frontier and the female's becoming a slave after the new emperor succeeds to the throne.

Jiang Lao's eyes became very bright for a while.

Jiuye is a golden thigh, she wants to hug it.

But she

Jiang Xingzhou couldn't hear the voice of Jiang Xingzhou.

He frowned when he heard what his daughter said.

All Jiang Xingzhou could see was the scene of Rong Yan curled up in a dilapidated wooden house, struggling to live.

In his eyes, Rong Chen could not even compare to a free fish in the river.

The nine princes have been hit on the cutting board. Whether they are dead or alive, it all depends on the person holding the knife.

Xianyun Yehe is used to it. He doesn't want to get involved in the battle between the princes for the throne. He just wants to stay out of the way and protect himself and his family.

If you can't avoid it, at least you will stand in line with people who seem to win.

"I change my junior year every year. I might not understand. If the princes really fight for the throne when the princes are really helpless like him, he will have no self-preservation." Jiang Siye said, "More When you are older and figure it out, you will naturally know why Dad wants you to be alienated from him. Today, you will listen to Dad first."

Jiang Lao knew that it was not easy to change her father's opinion, so he stopped mentioning it, but was a little daunted and did not agree.

She didn't know how other than to tell her dreams frankly, what other way could her father know that in the future, Rong Yu would no longer be bullied like this.

Siye Jiang saw the gloom on her face, as if he didn't want to agree.

He sighed slightly, and said to Jiang Qin's: "You got it right."

Jiang Qin clasped Fourth Master Jiang's hand gently, and said with a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Master, in that case, let's just follow the set of statements that I have discussed with my concubine just now."

Siye Jiang nodded.

He got up and came to Jiang Lao with a solemn expression, "Every year, there is something else."

Jiang Lao raised his eyes.

Siye Jiang said: "Concubine Yun is sick."

Jiang Lao's face changed immediately, "What's wrong with my aunt?"

"I accidentally ate poisonous cakes." Jiang Siye folded the letter sent by Concubine Yun in half, and handed it to Jiang Lao to let her read the letter. "She was very ill and it was a life hindrance, so she wanted to see it. you."

...

Jiang Lao looked at the last few lines of the letter.

It was the handwriting of her aunt Qin Yun. In the letter, she said that she was extremely ill, and she heard the Qin family's deceased grandma, who had passed away for a hundred years, calling her by her name and wanted to take her away when she fell asleep at night.

In other words, if she goes back late every year, remember to buy a coffin board from the coffin shop in Jinling City and bring it to her.

Want the most expensive and best looking.

Jiang Lao looked at it, and his heart trembled.

"Shall we go back to see my aunt?" she asked anxiously.

Jiang Siye and Jiang Qin looked at each other,

They changed their glances tacitly, and then they all nodded.

"I'm going back."

They knew in their hearts that Qin Yun was just fooling around, pretending to be sick to trick them back.

But using this method to take her daughter away can indeed dispel her resistance and worries.

"But." Jiang Laohuan remembered Rong Ming's leg injury, "Can we switch back to Yecheng again?"

Siye Jiang thought, no way.

There was a deep sense of helplessness in my heart.

Nodding, "Of course I will be back."

"I'll be back in a few days."

"I have to find someone to tell..."

Fourth Master Jiang twisted her eyebrows and interrupted her, "We will leave tonight, you go and pack things."

He coaxed her helplessly, "Daddy will arrange for someone to tell the prince about our temporary departure."

...

The Jiang family went out of town overnight.

The mansion was still there, for fear that Jiang Lao would be suspicious, the things in the mansion were not taken away, and a few servants were left to take care of it.

The night is clear.

In front of Jiang's Mansion, a figure in a wheelchair appeared.

Rong Ming's fingers are clasped on the arm rest of the wheelchair, and his dark eyes are staring at Jiang Mansion, his brows are slightly furrowed.

The mansion, where only the former servants rushed, was extremely deserted now. The front door was open. Inside the door, only two or three people were walking.

Rong Ming glanced at the sky.

Two hours have passed since dawn, and there have been more pedestrians on the streets.

If in the past, Jiang Mansion's servants are already busy, it shouldn't be such a deserted look as if no one lives.

A wordless anxiety surged up, and Rong Ming held the hairpin that he wanted to give to Jiang Lao tightly, manipulating the wheelchair, and walking forward in front of the gatekeeper, saying, "I'm looking for you young lady."

The gatekeeper raised his head and glanced at him, thinking about what the master told him last night when he saw a disabled teenager in a wheelchair, and said: "My girl, go away."

gone……

A moment of panic appeared in Rong Ming's eyes. Then, his voice tightened, and he asked anxiously, "Where did you go?"

"I don't know where to go, I won't come back anyway."

The gatekeeper replied as the master told him.

Rong Ming's eyes darkened.

He firmly squeezed the white jade hairpin in his hand, and the force between his fingers almost crushed the brittle jade body at that moment!

"Impossible," he said dumbly.

She had just promised him that she would not leave.

Just leave without saying goodbye, it won't.

It definitely won't.

With disbelief in his eyes, he stubbornly waited outside Jiang's Mansion.

From the early morning mist, wait till

The sun is rising.

Then to the sunset.

The setting sun shone on the young boy in a wheelchair, and a thin and lonely figure was printed on the ground.

The thin golden sunset light hit his lonely and gloomy face, and the thick long eyelashes cast shadows on the eye sockets, making him look lonely and pitiful.

The gatekeeper couldn't stand it anymore, walked to Rong Zhao's side, and persuaded: "Young master, please come back, the girl is indeed gone, she won't come back."

He was afraid that this young boy would always be here, waiting until late at night and until death like a stone sculpture, and said with a strong tone: "No matter how long you wait, you will never be able to wait."

The stone-like figure finally trembled, raising her eyes, her beautiful face looked sad and fragile.

It seemed that something important was broken in the eyes.

...

The gatekeeper said not to call Rong Ming.

Rong Ming came here every day.

His wheelchair would always be parked under the weeping willow in front of Jiang's mansion, which was getting thicker and thicker every day, with his head hanging down, waiting quietly, playing with the hairpin he made.

The less trouble is, the mood in my heart has already turned upside down.

He looked at the hairpin, always thinking, if the hairpin is **** with her hair and worn on her head, it will definitely look good.

By then, looking from behind her, she could see that all her long black hair was curled up by the hairpin, exposing her neck.

White and slender, with beautiful lines, just like the neck of a swan.

Rong Ming rubbed the hairpin.

It was like rubbing the skin on her neck.

The same smooth and delicate, the same slender and beautiful.

It breaks as soon as it breaks.

He suddenly held the hairpin tightly in the palm of his hand, and the scarlet sight was dark.

I knew it.

It's time to lock up, lock up, hide.

Hide in a place that only he knows.

That way, you can't escape.

...

The group of children in the west of the city who had been grieving deeply with Rong Wei, heard that Jiang's family had left, and gathered together like hooves to watch a good show.

Throwing the mud on Rong Chen's body.

When the Jiang family was here, they knew that the eldest lady of that family was protecting Rong Chen, and they didn't dare to make trouble.

Now, when they heard that the Jiang family had left, they finally caught the gap.

The words that have been deflated for a few months are poured out one after another

"Dead and disabled, the patron is down!"

"Look, he looks like a dog. Feed him one meal or two, and then he is ready to feed him. He waits here with a different eye. Unexpectedly, people don't want this dog!"

"What a poor dog! What a poor dog!"

They agreed with each other and burst into laughter.

Loud laughter entered his ears, and Rong Ming's emotions that had been suppressed for a few days finally came to an end.

He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes cold.

In the gloomy narrow and long eyes, there was a murderous intent that was difficult to conceal.

The hidden weapon that killed the throat was quietly transported to the fingertips.

At this moment, one person rode a high-headed horse and swaggered.

Listening to the sound of horseshoes, the children turned their heads to look, "Where is this high official, so grand!"

"Why is he going here? Isn't he here to find someone?"

"How is it possible? Who is here to let such a high-ranking official come and find him in person?"

When the officials in deepened clothes approached, the expressions on the children's faces were humbled one by one.

Like a series of quiet domestic dogs.

In front of Rong Chen, the Jinyi official tightened the reins, stopped the horse, and rolled over to the ground.

His eyes were extremely cold and disgusted, he glanced at the dirty children, slammed his whip, threw it in front of the children, splashed them with dust, and almost fell on them.

The Jinyi official knelt down in front of Rong Ming.

He clasped his fists in salute, and said loudly, "Chen, see His Royal Highness."

...

In the Fairview Palace, the queen is accompany Xiao Shiqi to practice arrows.

The small seventeen archery is not fine, only a few arrows are close to the bullseye occasionally, but no arrow can hit the red dot.

The queen looked upset, and the new maid Yuying asked her, "Manny, the servant girl knows that there is a kind of archery target, which is bigger than the one used in the palace, and it is easier to hit the bullseye. The 17th prince is young, so let him use it first. that?"

The queen shook her head, "Rong Ming, at his age, I'm afraid he would have hit a hundred shots a long time ago."

Yuying rubbed her shoulders and chuckled lightly: "But now the Ninth Prince is not in the palace, no one is better than the Seventeenth Prince."

These words made the queen smile, "As long as he doesn't come back, the little seventeen in this palace will always be the most powerful kid, and he, this palace won't let him come back."

"Yuying, just change to the kind of archery target you mentioned. As long as you can fool the emperor and make the emperor think that Xiao Seventeen in this palace is powerful, this palace will feel very good." She sneered and ordered.

Her little seventeen is the eternal master.

As for the disability, just die in Yecheng.