Chapter 8 He's coming! Tremble!
A group of people stood at the door, surrounding the man in the wheelchair.
The man in the wheelchair was dressed in black as black as ink, with his hair tied up with a jade hairpin. His face was as white as jade, his black eyes were deep and sharp, and he looked noble and indifferent, yet exuded the majesty of a superior.
Nine thousand years old! Everyone gasped and fell to their knees.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Rui. May you live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years."
Li Wuyang looked around, and wherever his eyes went, all the ministers lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye, and trembled in fear.
This is a living devil, with a gloomy temperament and unpredictable moods. When he strikes, it is a thundering blow that either kills or cripples the person.
Among the crowd, the girl in red stood out. She was very beautiful, with a bold and gorgeous beauty, like a blooming peony, with a stunning beauty.
But the most special thing is that pair of eyes as clear as mountain springs, clean, not afraid, nor flattering, only... memories?
Yun Zheng raised her head slightly and looked at the powerful Ninth Thousand Year Old in front of her. Everyone in the world was afraid of him, but she only missed him.
When their eyes met, one was cold and indifferent, the other was calm and composed.
Yun Zheng smiled at him, her smile so unrestrained and bright that it was impossible to look away.
Li Wuyang was slightly surprised. She was the first woman who dared to look him in the eye. Was she really not afraid of him?
"Get up."
Everyone stood up, and the huge place was silent, no one dared to speak.
Marquis Pingxi was extremely panicked. Wherever the Nine Thousand Year Old Man appeared, there would be disaster.
But he was the host, so he could only muster up the courage to ask, "Nine Thousand Years Old, I wonder what brings you here? What brings you here?"
Li Wuyang looked at him coldly, "I heard that the Marquis' Mansion openly violated the court laws and challenged the imperial power..."
With every word he spoke, Pingxi Hou's face turned paler and he felt as if his heart was about to burst.
Are you here to call for punishment?
Jiang Wenzhou broke out in a sweat and hastily denied it, "That's not true. It's all just rumors. Ninth Thousand Year Old, you've been fooled."
Pingxi Hou secretly cried out, "Oh no! How could the Ninth Thousand Year Old be wrong? He must never mention such a thing as being tricked. "Shut up."
But it was too late. Li Wuyang's eyes were icy and terrifying. "Marquis Pingxi, you have raised a good son, huh."
The endless pressure made Pingxi Hou's heart tremble. He turned around and slapped him twice, "Pa pa, you are so smart, so clever."
"How can a junior like you interrupt in front of the Nine Thousand Year Old Man? You are so unruly. I will punish you by making you kneel in the ancestral hall for three days."
It was all this trouble caused by this bastard. He married Yun Zheng peacefully and got both her wealth and beauty, but he took love too seriously.
"Nine Thousand Years Old, this child has been spoiled by his mother. He is young and ignorant. Please forgive me."
As long as Li Wuyang didn't say anything, Pingxi Hou didn't dare to stop slapping him, one slap after another, deafening.
Jiang Wenzhou's face was swollen from being beaten, and he felt both pain and sadness.
He had never been so embarrassed in his life, and he was so ashamed that he even brought shame upon himself.
It's all Yun Zheng's fault! Who told her not to obey orders? She insisted on making trouble and brought this evil star here!
He glared at Yun Zheng fiercely, but Yun Zheng looked at Jiu Qian Sui with admiration.
His power was so overwhelming that it intimidated everyone. Just one simple word frightened the entire Pingxi Marquisate.
The Marquis's wife was heartbroken; she only had this one son. "My dear, if the child is still young, just teach him slowly..."
Li Wuyang's dark eyes were as deep as a dark pool. "If one's virtue is unworthy of his position, disaster will surely follow. Marquis Pingxi, I remember that you have three illegitimate sons."
Pingxi Hou was apprehensive. Was this a warning? Or a hint? "Yes."
Everyone in the Marquis' Mansion was shocked. What did this mean? Could the position of Crown Prince be replaced?
The Marquis's wife's hand trembled.
Jiang Wenzhou was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed heavily, his head turning blue.
But at this moment, he could not care about anything else. He only had one thought: the position of the crown prince could not be abolished.
"I was wrong, please punish me, Nine Thousand Years Old."
He was really scared!
It only takes a word from the Nine Thousand Year Old Man to seize the title, let alone the position of the Crown Prince.
But, if he cannot become the crown prince, his life will be ruined.
Li Wuyang glanced at him indifferently. Jiang Wenzhou trembled, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead like raindrops.
At this moment, a delicate voice sounded.
"Your Highness, all the mistakes are the fault of this little woman and my sister-in-law. The prince is innocent. If you want to punish someone, punish us two."
It was Ye Yichen. She walked over gracefully, bowing slightly, showing off her graceful figure. Her neck was slightly raised, revealing her pitiful face.
Every gesture and every look is carefully calculated to best touch a man's hard heart.
Yun Zheng laughed out of anger. Not only did you play tricks on me, but you also had to use her as a stepping stone.
“I’m not wrong!”
"You're trying to attract men by showing off your kindness and virtue, but I won't get involved. It's too cheap."
Everyone: ...Too sharp!
Ye Yichen's eyes turned red and she was about to cry.
"Sister-in-law, you wronged me. I didn't do that. I only have Brother Jiang in my heart and eyes."
Jiang Wenzhou was deeply moved. A friend in need is a friend indeed. Zhenzhen was the only one in the world who treated him sincerely.
However, Li Wuyang had seen too many women in the harem, and they had countless tricks. How could this trick be hidden from his eyes?
"You are so frivolous, which brothel are you from?"
Jizi? Jiu Qiansui said it was Jizi, so it was Jizi, and he would not accept any rebuttal.
The whole audience was silent. Everyone wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so, so they held it back.
Ye Yizhen's eyes went dark and she almost vomited blood. "I'm not, I'm not."
Her reputation is ruined, how can she go out and see people?
"Hahaha." A crisp laugh rang out.
It was Yun Zheng. She smiled very loudly and looked very happy.
This made Ye Yichen very angry, and her eyes were bloodshot.
"We are a family. Do you take pleasure in seeing me being humiliated? You are so vicious."
She wished she could shift her attention to Yun Zheng and blur the label of "Ji Zi". After a while, when the limelight had died down, this matter would be over.
Yun Zheng saw through her plan at once, "Who is related to a prostitute? It's shameful."
"Yun Zheng." Jiang Wenzhou was furious.
Yun Zheng said with a smile, "I know that the prince doesn't like serious women, he just likes this type. As long as you are happy."
The more she spoke, the more outrageous it became. Pingxi Hou shouted, "That's enough, stop making trouble."
He secretly groaned in his heart. He had known that the Nine Thousand Year Old Man was well-informed, but he didn't expect him to be so well-informed.
"Nine Thousand Years Old, this is my wife's niece. She has been raised by us since she was little. She is a smart and well-behaved girl, and now she is the wife of my eldest son."
Li Wuyang's dark eyes were as dark as ink, revealing no emotion. "Your eldest son is truly pitiful."
The scene was silent. What does that mean?
Only Yun Zheng agreed with a smile, "Yes, he was not treated well when he was alive, and now after he died, his brother slept with his wife, and there was a green on his head. Tsk, tsk, tsk, so miserable, he died with his eyes open."
This is such a cruel thing to say.
The faces of the Pingxi Marquis and his wife turned blue, red, and green at times, which was very interesting.
The Marquis's wife forced herself to speak, "Since ancient times, the practice of concurrently holding the throne has been permitted and recognized."
She smiled and said flatteringly, "Nine Thousand Years Old, it is an honor for us at the Pingxi Marquis Mansion to have you here. Please have a glass of wedding wine before you leave."
She waved her hand and said, "Come on, the wedding continues."
The Marquis of Pingxi said nothing, which was his tacit consent.
Yun Zheng despised him in her heart. This old fox was always like this. His wife would take on all the blame when something happened, while he would hide behind and control the situation.
When something happens, it is brushed off with a casual remark as an ignorant woman or child.
The couple is a perfect match.
Jiang Wenzhou stepped forward reluctantly, but he didn't dare to do anything rash in front of the Nine Thousand Year Old Man.
Ye Yizhen was filled with resentment. No, she couldn't be the only one to be embarrassed.
Her eyes rolled around, and she suddenly screamed, "Brother Jiang, I feel uncomfortable and my whole body aches."
She closed her eyes and fell down.
Jiang Wenzhou rushed forward and hugged his beloved woman. Seeing that her eyes were closed tightly and she seemed to have no breath, he was shocked and worried.
"Zhenzhen, you can't be in trouble. I'll take you to see a doctor right now."
He picked up Ye Yichen and rushed out, moving so fast that no one could stop him.
The guests were stunned. The Ninth Thousand Year Old Master was still here, and you just ran away like that? You're not going to get married anymore?
Yun Zheng sneered. Ye Yizhen couldn't stand seeing others doing well.
Did he think that this would embarrass her? Little did he know that such an act could not be hidden from the eyes of these old foxes.
The reputation of this couple was completely ruined. The most important thing was that they were seeking death by playing tricks in front of the Ninth Thousand Year Old Man.
As expected, Li Wuyang's expression was cold and cruel. "The prince is sentimental and a hero is short-tempered. He is not suitable to be an official."
The Pingxi Marquis and his wife were shocked. This was going to end Jiang Wenzhou's chance of becoming an official in the court.
The Marquis' Mansion is a place of honor and nobility, but a Marquis' Mansion without real power is just an empty shell that looks good, and no one will respect it.
"Nine thousand years old, my son..."
He has already stuffed Jiang Wenzhou into the Forbidden Palace as a guard, and he often walks in front of the emperor. The political resources he has obtained are unimaginable to the world. As long as he wins the favor of the emperor, he will be able to rise to the top.
This is a path of training for the children of the powerful and wealthy, and is also seen as a stepping stone to a career in politics.
Li Wuyang opened his thin lips slightly, and an extremely cold voice rang out, "Remove Jiang Wenzhou from the list of guards in the Forbidden Palace, and never recruit him again."
There was an uproar at the scene. Jiang Wenzhou's political career was over!
You deserve to be a love saint!
I let you run away with your beloved sister without saying goodbye, and you didn't take the Ninth Prince seriously at all. You deserve it!
The Marquis’ wife’s eyes went dark and she fainted.
Pingxi Hou's body shook, and he roared angrily, "Go, drag that evil boy back, go quickly."
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