I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Siye Jiang just came to open the door for her, and left after opening the door without leaving a word, copying his hands and leaving.

Jiang Lao was confused.

She tried to take a step outside, but no one stopped her anymore.

She walked slowly to the outside of the house, and there were fine pieces of snow floating in the sky, and her breath turned into white mist.

Jiang Lao glanced around, stepping on the thin snow and stepping out of the study.

She looked to the sides of the road, but did not find where her father was.

A few little maids with cloaks and heaters caught up with her, put the cloaks on her, and stuffed the heater into her palms, "Girl, don't chase the fourth master in a hurry. There is someone in the house today. Visited, he went to meet the guests."

Jiang Lao was upset.

He let her out, but didn't say a word to her. What her father meant was to agree to her, but did he not agree?

She asked the maid beside her in confusion, "Do you know why my father let me out?"

The maid was tying the rope buckles on Jiang Lao's cloak, and she replied: "The Fourth Master asked us to tell the girl that it was not he who wanted to let you out, but the imperial concubine said that he wanted you to enter the palace to see her, and the Fourth Master agreed. ."

...

The imperial city with falling snow is probably the best time of the year.

The red tiles and blue tiles are covered with a layer of white snowflakes, with bright colors. All around was silent, only the sound of falling snow rustlingly.

Shuxiang Palace.

Concubine Yun Gui held a green umbrella and stood in the courtyard waiting for Jiang Lao. When the little girl appeared in a red and white cloak, she greeted her and put Jiang Lao under her umbrella.

She looked at Jiang Lao’s face carefully. When she was waiting, she changed her look very worried. At this time, she chuckled and laughed, “You have been in confinement for a few days. The body was suffocated. Unexpectedly, you changed to be a little rounder."

Jiang Lao pinched his face.

Soft.

"..."

She shouldn't have eaten up all the snacks brought in by the magpie at night because she was afraid of being discovered.

Jiang Lao hung a small white face, avoiding Concubine Yun's hand poking her cheek, "Auntie, are you planning to help me, or are you planning to help my father persuade me?"

Concubine Yun Gui lazily laughed, "I can't hide anything from you because you are a big man, and you even know that your father asked me to persuade you."

"I agreed to your dad, and I want to persuade you. But that's just a rhetoric for letting you out. Just stay with me until your dad changes his mind."

"You can be willful. Regardless of big or small things, you can be willful with my aunt." She looked at Jiang Lao lovingly and touched her head, her eyes gradually sour. Like a paper kite in the sky, I cut the thread and fly out of the palace wall without looking back. It is a pity that I have my parents behind me, and the old and young of the Qin family in front of me. The fortune of the Qin family is closely related to me. I think Going up to be arrogant and domineering, but never really obeyed my heart for a moment. I know my fate and accept my fate without dissatisfaction. I just hope that you can live a little more willful, which is my wish."

Jiang Lao looked at Concubine Yun.

Her aunt was really good-looking, with snow-skinned red lips.

Qin Yun is not only beautiful born, she is sober and self-aware of her own advantages, and her scheming and family can afford this extremely beautiful skin. She acts aggressively and aggressively, always seeming to be domineering and never Putting others in the eyes will never let her suffer, and will never fall under the wind.

Right now this kind of red eyes but changing to pretend to be nothing is rare and short-lived, Qin Yun raised the corner of his mouth again, smiled and glanced behind Jiang Lao, saw a few strange-faced maids, he just pulled the topic away. , "Where is the maid named Ming Shao next to you? Why didn't you see her?"

Jiang Lao remained silent, but took the green umbrella in Concubine Yun's hand and held it above the two of them, the umbrella side facing Concubine Yun's side.

The two strands of her hair hanging on her face were blown by the cold wind and stained with fine snow.

Others only know that Qin Yun was favored by Emperor Zhaowu when he first entered the palace, and became a noble concubine in just a few years.

But no one knew that when Qin Yun first entered the palace, it was just a shield used by Emperor Zhaowu to divert his attention and protect true love.

But the emperor's heart is also changeable, that true love gradually fell out of favor, and one year ran into Qin Yun, causing Qin Yun to be injured in bed for several months, and true love was beaten into the cold palace by Emperor Zhaowu. Emperor Zhaowu really likes Qin Yun, and Qin Yun has never been sincere to Emperor Zhaowu from beginning to end.

Her sadness and sorrow were never because of a man, but because she was not doing well enough.

A few days ago, that true love died in the cold palace.

It is said that Emperor Zhaowu didn't even look at her until she was about to die.

The concubine died out of hatred, and went to the Shuxiang Palace to take a look, then roared and shouted, hoarse, but it sounded vague.

A palace official said that that sound was extremely resentful, as if shouting: Qin Yun.

No matter how tough Qin Yun looks, her heart is made of flesh. She will be afraid and have nightmares.

During that time, she called Jiang Lao into the palace to accompany her. At night, half awake and panicked, she inadvertently revealed the past to Jiang Lao.

Concubine Yun's current expression was the same as her expression under the moonlight that night, fragile and sad.

Jiang Lao thought, it's not to blame her father for having prejudice against the emperor's family, she also has it. The brothers of farmers in the field can break their heads for an acre of land. In the imperial palace, this kind of power has been amplified to the extreme.

Although she had planned to marry Rong Chen, she wanted to leave with his success. He is so considerate, he will definitely agree.

If it is time, it would be nice to be able to take the auntie from the palace.

"Where is your maid?"

Concubine Yun's voice regained her senses, and she replied, "Ming Shao was reduced to a second-class maid by my father, and was punished to do things under my mother's hands, so she could no longer follow me."

She was talking with the new maid on the carriage, and only then did she learn about it.

This is because of her involvement. If Ming Shao insisted on not helping her, she would not be punished.

Jiang Lao frowned, and said guiltily, "I will find a way to get her back to my side."

"Your father is out of anger, and he will be fine when his anger is gone."

Concubine Yun's eyes scanned the snow falling on Jiang Lao's shoulders and hair, pulled her into the house, personally untied Jiang Lao's rope buckle, took off her cloak, and after sitting down by the beauty's couch, she wrapped Jiang Lao with a blanket. Holding her hand by her head, she asked very seriously, "Year, do you really want to marry the Ninth Prince?"

Concubine Yun Gui was a little worried, "Don't get angry for helping me. Queen, you have to pay for yourself."

"It's not a loss." Jiang Lao said solemnly, "I'm ready."

Concubine Yun Gui looked at Jiang Lao's face carefully.

But it feels not quite right.

The little girl's eyes were too clear, there was not the slightest bit of shyness that a girl should have when she was getting married, or when she mentioned her sweetheart, she didn't even blush, but she looked out the window absent-mindedly.

The snow is getting heavier outside.

Jiang Lao looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

She doesn't like snowy weather very much.

In the dream, her house was in a snowy day when it was ransacked, and it was no different from the rustling snow outside the window.

I don't know if it was cold today, but it was even colder that day.

"Auntie." Jiang Lao stared at the snowflakes, "You said, when will my father agree to me?"

...

Ning'an Bo House.

Jiang Xingzhou and Chen Bing sat opposite each other before several cases.

When Rong Ming went to Yunling earlier, Jiang Xingzhou had visited Chen Bing with a generous gift. Today Chen Bing came to change the gift. It was a return. Jiang Xingzhou gave him a good treat. The two greeted him with a happy drink. Jiang Xingzhou asked for a calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Xingzhou readily agreed.

He took Chen Bing to his study and went to the bookshelf to find past paintings. Chen Bing stood in front of Jiang Xingzhou’s desk, looked at the fine brushwork spread on the table, pointed and asked, "You paint this kid ,who is it?"

Jiang Xingzhou walked out from behind the bookshelf, "It's my daughter."

On the rice paper, there is a four or five-year-old girl with two flower buns on both sides of her head, her cheeks are soft, her smile is very sweet, and the pear vortex looks very deep.

Jiang Xingzhou's eyes softened, "This is when she was four years old. When she was a child, she was slow and uncomfortable speaking, but it was a long list of calls to dad."

It's not that he has never had a time when Zuishengmeng died.

In the first few years of getting married, his paintings and calligraphy had just gained some fame. It was just when he was overwhelmed that he was criticized by his most respected old gentleman for nothing.

For a long period of time, he seemed to be sick, unable to draw anything, as if walking into a dead end, often falling asleep in the middle of the night, he would dream of the old man scolding him and wake up sweating profusely.

He went to his elder brother to complain. His elder brother would only take him out for a drink. If he was drunk, he could forget everything. After soaking up, he still stayed in the dead end where he couldn't get out.

Everyone thinks that he is still young, except for his wife and daughter.

At that time, Jiang Lao changed into a small beanie. He didn't seem to walk solidly. He hobbled with small steps every day, as if he could only say this one. He shouted a series of "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy", holding the paintbrush, unswervingly Follow him.

No matter what he paints, she is too precious.

How come he grew up suddenly.

He always thinks of when his two children were very young recently.

As soon as Jiang Xingzhou thought of the recent past, his brows frowned. He pinched his brows and sighed.

Chen Bing asked him, "Brother Zihuai, what is bothering me?"

"It's not a big deal." He pointed to the little beanie on the painting. "My daughter has grown up now. At the age when she is about to negotiate, I am worried about her marriage."

"Have you never exchanged Geng posts for her with Pei Shaoqing?" Chen Bing said in surprise, "In the early morning, I changed to hear about this, and waited for the wedding wine of your two families."

"I'm afraid she doesn't have that fate with her cousin."

"The horoscopes don't match?"

Jiang Xingzhou looked gloomy and shook his head, "My daughter has no intention of treating her cousin. I don't want to force her."

"Hey, what's this." Chen Bing looked puzzled. "Which girl's marriage was not determined by her parents? The parents only ordered, the matchmaker only said, this is a big deal. How can I let the children? Make your own decisions, the little girl’s family, what insight you can have, you can look at people better than her."

Jiang Xingzhou frowned and looked at Chen Bing displeasedly.

Chen Bing also has a reputation for loving a girl like his life outside. Because of this, he feels like his temperament, so he can easily give away his priceless paintings and calligraphy.

But his words today made him very uncomfortable.

"I don't care about the children of other people's families, my daughter can be her own master. She looks at people, not worse than me."

His daughter, he himself said yes, others said no.

Chen Bing couldn't take his words, he coughed, "Yes, yes."

I just feel that Jiang Xingzhou is indeed the same as the rumors, he is a person who lives only in rituals.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he asked Jiang Xingzhou, "You said that, but your daughter already has someone you like?"

Jiang Xingzhou did not speak, but he was silent, tacitly acquiescing in his attitude.

"Hard moves are also used, and soft moves are also used. If she comes back today, she doesn't change her mind..." Jiang Xingzhou said, suddenly, his voice became a little hoarse, "I won't stop her anymore. ."

For breakfast, lunch, and dinner, he asked the kitchen to make her favorite foods, but the meals were delivered almost intact.

This morning, he went to the study to take a look at his daughter. The little girl who was not fat looked like she was thin again, like a piece of paper, and closed it again, fearing she would starve to death.

Chen Bing asked curiously, "Pei Shaoqing can't beat him, I don't know who that person is?"

Siye Jiang glanced at Chen Bing deeply.

He knew that Chen Bing wanted his youngest daughter, Chen Congyun, to marry Rong Ming.

Otherwise, he would not tell him these things today.

Even if he doesn't like Rong Ming, since it is something his daughter is fancy, he doesn't want others to covet it.

"It's the Ninth Prince, Rong Ming."