I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

...

The next day, Jiang Lao woke up a little later than before.

She rubbed her head and became sleepy and sleepy. Seeing Jiang Lao awake, Ming Shao called Yuer over and waited on Jiang Lao to change clothes and freshen up.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, Jiang Lao scanned Ming Shao's slightly smiling face from the bronze mirror.

"Is there anything good?"

"The maidservant went to see the excitement this morning."

Ming Shao used a wooden comb, moving slowly and meticulously to care for Jiang Lao's hair.

Long hair is like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist.

When the fingertips touch it, the satin is as cold.

She leaned in a bun for Jiang Lao, and said: "The old lady was sent out of the house this morning. Before getting into the carriage, the servant girl glanced at her. Maybe she hadn't slept all night, her face looked ugly as if she was seriously ill, and her eyes were about to swell. It's a walnut."

Yuer also agreed, "Unfortunately, the uncle didn't directly divorce her. If he really divorced her, she might be crying and bleeding."

The two little servants were filled with indignation.

If it is a maid in the yard of others, when serving the master, I am afraid that the atmosphere will not come out.

It's just that Jiang Lao has been traveling outside for a long time. Dazhao has gone far from south to north, and she has seen it all. The red tape restrained no bones in one's body at ease, and she didn't bother to set so many rules in the yard.

What's more, when the maidservant in the dream served Jiuye, she was also a subordinate.

I have seen it in a dream from tall buildings to tall buildings, and since then, I have never looked down upon those who were born inferior to my own.

After she went to sleep, she changed to very lazy, round eyes that looked like a cat basking in the dazzling sun, slightly squinted, and through the bronze mirror, she looked at the two little maids back and forth.

Not so curious about the content of their conversation.

Last night, she also dreamed of the scene where Liu Clan was kicked out of Ning'an Bo's Mansion and spent the rest of her life in that remote and lonely Zhuangzi.

It wasn't until the two of them were tired to say that they softly reminded them.

"The evil has already been paid for, and there is no need to discuss this matter. Especially outside, don't mention a word about it again."

The misfortune comes out of the mouth so as not to arouse criticism.

Ming Shao then inserted a silver hairpin into Jiang Lao's hair.

Jiang Lao looked at himself in the bronze mirror and said, "Change it."

She nodded a hosta on the desk, "Change this."

Ming Shao glanced at the hairpin, "The girl likes the Nine Highness so much...Does the hairpin for you?"

Jiang Lao heard her pause in teasing her, and shook his head to deny, "I like this hairpin."

For some reason, she just liked this hosta very much.

In the hairpins that were clearly sent, the other styles should be more elaborate.

But this white hosta alone made her feel familiar for no reason.

As if I saw it somewhere and liked it very much.

...

At one end of the table, there was an extra long box made of fragrant phoebe wood. Jiang Lao only discovered at this time, "This is..."

"Because of the lady's fault, the uncle wanted to make a payment for the girl. I was asked to send this over and said that I hope that the lady will not be confused for a while and break the harmony between the girl and his children."

Jiang Lao frowned, but did not move the box.

harmony……

If she is her cousin's cousin, even if her mother is wrong, she will be full of grievances towards the person who exposed her mother.

"Someday, go back with a similar gift."

She can't afford this gift. Harmony is not necessary.

After Jiang Lao finished speaking, he felt a little weird.

For her, naturally, she can't wait for the Liu family who wants to harm her mother the more miserable the better.

But to her uncle, the relationship that has been married for more than ten years is not in harmony, and it looks good on the surface...

Saying expelled is expelled, but it doesn't hurt at all?

Her impression of the uncle was only the description of her father, except for some vague moments of getting along before the age of six.

According to my father, the uncle is kind and generous.

When my father was a child, he made trouble again and again, and every time the uncle lied and took the mistake on his body, and suffered for his brother.

Such a person sounds like the kind of person who would rather self-destruct than protect his family.

Why is it so heartbroken all of a sudden?

Jiang Lao bit his lip, unable to think of a clue for a moment, and suppressed the weird mood.

Thinking of another thing in the dream, his brows frowned again, and he asked the time.

At the moment when it was heard, she sighed softly and said: "Hurry up, take me to his yard before the young master is awake."

...

In Jiang Lao's dream last night, he dreamed of the Liu family leaving the house today.

In a dream, her brother ran away from home with a small suitcase on his back.

When he came back from being arrested by the young man, he shed tears on his shirt and cried and said, "I don't want to go to Bailu Academy."

When Jiang Lao was accompanied by a maid to the outside of Jiang Jinxing's yard, just in time for Jiang Jinxing to pack up a small baggage, he managed to avoid his little man and stepped out of the yard.

After avoiding Xiao Si, he ran into Jiang Lao when he went out, and his face suddenly turned blue-gray.

Jiang Lao walks fast, pass

Go and grab the little baggage of Jiang Jinxing, who turned to escape, "What are you running?"

Jiang Jinxing drooped his head, turned his head and hugged Jiang Lao's leg.

He blinked.

"I don't want to go to Egret Academy to study."

He shed tears and pulled his little bag to prevent Ming Shao from taking it away.

"I'm so young."

"..."

Jiang Lao wiped away a bit of tears for him, "Who does anyone say he wants you to go to Bailu Academy?"

Jiang Jinxing said loudly, "Mr. Yan! In exchange for my father, at the dinner yesterday, Yan Nanxun said that he would take me to the Egret Academy to study, and I won't let me out until I finish reading the books in the academy."

His tears were bigger.

"But Mr. Yan didn't take me away when I left. I thought that I would hide in and be able to accompany my parents and sisters. But my dad asked the young man to bring me back with a message last night, saying that he would let me go to the academy today. Mr. teacher stared at me."

Jiang Jinxing rushed into Jiang Lao's arms and said, "I am not going to school, I am going to my grave. With so many books and so few words I can read, I will never finish reading."

"Even if you don't go to Bailu Academy, you still have to go to another school. You are almost eight years old. If you hadn't been on the road all the time, you should have been in school a few years ago instead of relying on your father to teach you. "Jiang Lao rubbed his head, "Mr. Yan likes to bully people verbally, but he is really soft-hearted. Don't listen to him scaring you. He will find you a special teacher because he is afraid that you will not be able to keep up with other people. I’ve been specifically looking to teach you my classwork."

Jiang Jinxing heard it, crying less, and nodded.

Jiang Lao smiled lightly, a little helpless, "I want to enter the Bailu Academy, but I can't change it."

Her parents are open-minded, so she doesn't live like those women who can only stay in the boudoir, and have little chance to go out before they get married, and can do many things they want to do.

But even so, if she is a girl, her reputation will only be ruined when she runs to a place full of men like a college.

Sometimes it is pitiful to worry about Rong Chen being bullied inside, and she can't go in and have a look, and she has no way to inquire.

She sighed and looked at Jiang Jinxing's teary face, "Sister A can't save you in this matter. You have to go to the academy to study when you are young."

"But." Jiang Lao was also reluctant to bear his younger brother, "I will help you intercede, let you stay at home for a few more days, don't go in such a hurry."

Jiang Jinxing broke his tears into a smile, and took Jiang Lao's hand, which was called an intimacy.

...

"Mr. Yan will take him personally even when he goes to a birthday banquet. I heard that he will be taken with him the whole time. The prince...heh, it's really different."

"Just now in class, Mr. Yan is only happy with him, and dissatisfied with the articles we wrote. But you can say, what kind of homework can you learn about horseback riding and hunting if you are disabled? Even if there are some real chapters in the article, you can really read it. , In the end, I can only be a waste prince."

"Hey, the teacher has been sober for a lifetime, but he has become confused when he grows old."

After the Chinese studies class was dismissed, the students who had been discouraged by Yan Nan's search for training gathered together.

The dissatisfaction of the few people who had been trained so badly came to the only one who had escaped the calamity in the class just now and was rewarded by Yan Nanxun's praise.

The tone was sarcasm, relying on Rong Zhi's leg injury to heal, and there would be no hidden danger in the future, and he would ridicule.

Huaiqing followed Rong Ming, and when he heard one or two gossips, his expression became a little unhappy. After a glance at Rong Ming, he found that he looked as normal as he hadn't heard anything.

In other words, numbness.

Huai Qing didn't know if Rong Chen had listened to those words. Rong Chen didn't say anything. He was an eunuch, and he didn't dare to provoke Liu Gelao's grandson and Qian Shoufu's son.

At this moment, Jiang Siye crossed the moon gate and walked into the school hall. He could only hear one or two gossips in his ears. He glared and glanced at the students who were gossiping with their husbands behind them.

"I didn't do my homework well, but instead complained about the eccentric, unbiased **** seedling of my husband."

Although Siye Jiang did not have an official position, he grew up in an orderly manner, and those scholars did not dare to be disrespectful.

What's more, they only dared to talk behind their backs. They didn't dare to say to the person that Yan Nan had found a good friend and said that Yan Nan was not looking for it. Like a quail, they shrank their heads and silenced.

Huaiqing looked at Siye Jiang's eyes with gratitude, but unexpectedly, when Siye Jiang glanced at him, he was very cold.

After a closer look, it turned out that he was looking at Rong Chen.

Huai Qing began to feel confused again.

I don't understand why Jiang Siye helped the Nine His Highness so much. When he looked at the Nine His Highness, he wanted to kill him with a thousand swords expressions.

Not only Huaiqing can't figure it out.

Xu Shanqing, the father-in-law of the country's father, Xu Shanqing, who came to see the seventeenth prince in the academy today, was also a little confused.

He heard that Jiang Xingzhou had come to Bailu Academy. Today, in the name of the 17th prince, he came to see that Jiang Xingzhou would give Rong Ming a letter of recommendation to help Rong Ming. In exchange, as his daughter said, it was just a cloud. The imperial concubine used the means to compete with her.

Today, Jiang Xingzhou looked at Rong Chen, his eyes were like hiding a knife, and he definitely couldn't act out the displeas and warnings.

I just helped to speak those words, but I didn’t

Excusing something for Rong Ming, it seems to be helping his old buddy-Yan Nanxun.

The head of the country gradually recognized the words of Queen Jiahe in his heart.

But he looked far away, even though he was in a wheelchair, he couldn't hide the handsome grace of the gods, and his eyes were cold like a poisonous snake.

A tiger with a broken tooth is also replaced by a tiger.

Xu Shanqing frowned with a trace of jealousy in her eyes.

Bailu Academy is the best academy in Da Zhao.

Earlier, he told his daughter Qian Qianwan, he didn't give Rong Chen a chance to study, instead he let him learn the knowledge that would make Yan Nan a disciple.

Leaving him in the Bailu Academy is even more troublesome for raising tigers.

It can't go on like this.

Yan Nanxun was very satisfied with the disciple Rong Zhen and couldn't start from him.

He could only allow him to surrender his life in the college.

It doesn't hurt to let him spend these days in the academy.

In the gloomy vulture-like eyes of the head of the country, there was a bit of scheming ridicule.

People are cheap bones.

Let him recognize sweetness first, and then endure bitterness, no one will be able to stand it.

...

At lunch.

Huai Qing looked at the food delivered from the academy's room, her head was big.

Recently, the food given is getting less and less every day. To this day, who is enough to eat these few green vegetable leaves and a small bowl of rice?

It's like dealing with a beggar.

He chased out and questioned him. The worker who brought the food looked at him contemptuously, and Yang Yang said strangely: "Nowadays Nanzhang is suffering from a famine, and there is a shortage of food everywhere. His Royal Highness Nine, even the emperor, should know how to be compassionate to the people and lead by example. ."

"But His Highness Nine did not get better with his injuries"

"Yes, I sit in a wheelchair all day without getting tired, and I don't have to eat so much if I want to come."

She rushed out with anger and wanted to find someone to reason, but when she got to the room, the steward said in a light-hearted tone: "Everyone’s food is the same, so why do you want to be special? Don’t be so ignorant and don’t have enough food. I’ll just give you another bowl of rice and save a little bit. The prince will set an example for the prince.”

Huaiqing is struggling.

He could smell the smell of cooking meat in the kitchen, how could the food be the same.

He suffocated his stomach and went back.

Anxious but can't help it.

Tell Rong Chen what he said with his partner.

But there was not the slightest wave in the eyes of those cold pools.

He even said to Huai Qing as if he had expected these things to happen, "If there will be such things in the future, there is no need to argue about theories."

To argue is just to send it to others will be black

An opportunity to speak of white, to speak of white to black.

His pupils were lonely like a cold night.

"No matter what you hear about me, there is no need to argue."

...

Huai Qing didn't understand what Rong Ming meant at first.

When I heard the voices of the academy, I suddenly understood, but I was surprised and angry.

From the day he went to the room to question him, rumors about Rong Zhi's disregard for the common people and greed for comfort and enjoyment have been circulating among the scholars in the academy.

But he was the **** who served on Rong Ming's side.

Whatever he said, others said he was a foolish and loyal protector.

No one listened to his words.

Huai Qing became an ant on the hot pot, and suddenly thought of someone.

...

Outside the Bailu Academy, in the private room on the top floor of the restaurant, Jiang Lao took Jiang Jinxing and waited for her father to come in.

She watched Jiang Jinxing sneaking around in the corner, not knowing what she was doing, and after holding up for a long time, she went over and took a look.

The child held a peeled red pepper in his hand and smeared it on the edge of his eye sockets, and tears were already in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I cry for a while, cry for a while, dad feel sorry for me, I don't have to read a book."

Jiang Jinxing's nose was itchy because of the chili pepper. He cried and sneezed a few times. He held Jiang Lao with his hands and feet and didn't let go. "Sister, I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave my mother."

Jiang Lao: "..."

I changed it before I went out. Why did I start to make trouble again when I was about to enter the academy?

The wooden door of the room opened at this time, and the wind from outside blew in.

It was hot and cold, and Jiang Jinxing's tears flowed even more happily. Seeing the stepping father, Xiao Chili hid in the little pocket of his clothes, ran over and rubbed it, "Daddy, I miss you so much, you don't care about me, woo woo woo."

Last time, the tears were in my grandfather's place, which worked very well.

Jiang Jinxing looked forward to his father, just like his grandfather, hurry up and take care of him.

But Jiang Siye glanced at him faintly.

Cold voice

"Since I don't let anyone care, go to the window and blow the air to calm down, let alone my son after crying so ugly."

Jiang Jinxing's eyes were cold and sour, and the waves in his heart were raging. Watching his father walk away unfeelingly from his back, he cried louder and cried louder. This trick was useless.

It was Jiang Lao who felt more distressed for him. He ran over to hold him in his arms, wiped the tears from his eyes with a veil, and asked the maid to take him to wash his hands and face, and said to his father: "Daddy, be careful. It’s just a change of days when I’m not used to studying in the academy."

Neither of her siblings stayed in the same place for a long time. She changed a little bit. She had been in Jinling until she was six. For Jiang Jinxing, changing to another place to live in the house every few months was embarrassing him. NS.

Si Ye Jiang thought of the crying bag that shook the whole restaurant just now, and his beard was warped.

"If he is not used to it, then I will make him used to it."

After washing his face clean, Jiang Jinxing, who was brought back by the maid, let out a cry of fright.

Jiang Lao went and hugged him into his arms again, "Daddy scared you, so why did you really hit you?"

Jiang Xingzhou refused to lose face in front of his son, "If he is disobedient, I will really beat him."

Jiang Jinxing shrank his head and quickly admitted, "Daddy, I am used to it, I am used to it now."

But he clutched Jiang Lao's fingers tightly and looked at Fourth Master Jiang eagerly, "Daddy, can you let Sister A go with me?"

"You want to be beautiful."

Jiang Jinxing narrowed his mouth, "But Sister A said, she wanted to go, but she couldn't."

Siye Jiang frowned deeply when he heard the words, and looked at Jiang Lao, "Really?"

Jiang Lao nodded, but his eyes drooped.

She knew that she had no thoughts and could not realize this idea.

Girls go to the academy, but they don’t want to go to school. When others hear it, they don’t know the extent of the joke.

She said to Jiang Jinxing: "Sister A can't get in. You can study hard. If A sister wants to know anything, just ask you."

"Why can't you enter?" Jiang Xingzhou was very dissatisfied with her words, and said in a deep voice, "This worldly woman is too tired to live. Although I can't screw this world, but the little Egret Academy, if you can't even take it with you Go in, don’t I live in vain for nearly forty years?"

The more he spoke, the more indignant he became.

A pair of similarly round eyes looked at him, shining brightly.

He said in unison: "Daddy, do you have any idea?"

...

"Women can't enter, but if it's a man, can't it?"

Looking at the bronze mirror, Jiang Lao looked at the yellow mud and powder on her face and neck as well as the makeup he painted on her face, the man's bun and the man's hairpin he was wearing, his eyes were fresh and amazed.

——It turns out that if she were a man, she would be like this.

"No wonder my mother always let Daddy give her eyebrows, Daddy is really a pill sage."

Siye Jiang was extremely proud, "Although he is more skilled than those who can disguise, at least it won't let people see that you are a woman."

"The mother said that you pretended to be a woman and lied to her to be a close friend in your boudoir. Is that true?"

ginger

The Fourth Master choked heavily, his eyes were complicated, his face was embarrassed, he coughed embarrassingly, and retorted, "Nothing."

He said to Jiang Lao: "I will take you in as a righteous son for a while. If you are not tall, I will say that you are eleven years old and have been ill since you were young. When that happens, you will not speak and pretend to be dumb. People see through and let Jiang Ping follow you, I'm also relieved."

Jiang Lao nodded, "Then what is my name?"

"Think of it yourself."

Jiang Lao thought about it carefully.

Siye Jiang saw her thinking deeply, "I think so seriously, what good name have you come up with?"

"Think about it." Jiang Lao was sitting in danger, "I want to call Jiang Youfu."

"..."

Siye Jiang smiled helplessly, "Okay, the native name is good to feed."

Jiang Jinxing took out a powder box and leaned in, "Daddy, you have a daughter and a son, and now A sister has become a son, you see, can I be the daughter who doesn't need to enter the school?"

Siye Jiang was a little big head immediately.

If it hadn’t been for a stick that could be picked up, he would have chased this dog boy all over the room and roared: “Don’t think that turning you into a girl doesn’t need to go to the academy. You have to think about running away from the school and wait for it I won't let you rest for a day."

Jiang Jinxing pursed his mouth and tremblingly put the powder box back.

...

For women to pretend to be men, apart from applying a thick layer of makeup on their faces that even changed their face shape, Jiang Lao changed into thinking about the clothes.

She is too small.

But the **** are beginning to show abundance.

It's just... the chest hurts too much.

Jiang Lao looked at the man makeup her father had put on her in the bronze mirror. His complexion was dull and his facial features were mediocre. He was really not good-looking, and his obsession with beauty disappeared in an instant.

Anyway, Jiang Youfu wasn't her Jiang Lao, so she stuffed a piece of cloth into her belly and tied it up, pretending to be a fat man with lots of meat.

After a long time, when Jiang Lao came out of the restaurant's cubicle wearing the men's clothes Jiang Siye bought for her, Jiang Jinxing looked at her.

He looked down at himself again, lost in thought.

As if to see what I will look like in the future.

Suddenly there was resistance.

Jiang Xingzhou was extremely satisfied with his daughter's appearance.

Walking with them to the outside of Bailu Academy, he suddenly remembered something and asked Jiang Lao, "Why do you suddenly want to study?"

Jiang Youfu, a rich and naive little dumb man, pursed his lips and blinked his eyes.

She didn't want to study in the academy.

She just wanted to see how poor little is doing.