Chapter 335 Undercurrent (9)

"Daddy, I really don't know what happened last night!" Nangongyue said innocently with her big black and white eyes, "Last night at the wedding banquet, Baihui told me, Daddy, you were wished Called away. I was very uneasy, so I wanted to go over there to have a look, and then I found that Ruyi took you into the east wing. It was probably me who called and Ruyi was scared away... As for Cousin Ping and Lu, Lu Shizi..." Nangong Yue deliberately made an embarrassing expression, and muttered with a blushing face, "I don't know what happened to them..." The lies are mixed with the truth, nine are true and one is false, so they will not let people doubt.

Nangong Mu pondered for a while, and felt that what Nangong Yue said was indeed reasonable. The scandal that happened in Jingzhejuli was caused by Su Qingping's own indiscretion, how could it have something to do with his sister Yue!

Seeing that Nangong Mu's expression softened a little, Nangong Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, she heard Nangong Mu say again: "Sister Yue, although you are smart, you are only eleven years old now!"

Nangong Mu looked at Nangong Yue with a complicated expression, and her eyes made her a little incomprehensible.

"What did Dad say? Why can't I understand it?" Nangong Yue's heart thumped, but she still tried to keep calm. Anyway, she wouldn't even recognize Su Qingping and Lu Yan!

"You're just an eleven-year-old child, so you don't have to put so many things on your shoulders. Mom and Dad will always stand behind you. You can ask Dad for help at any time!" Nangong Mu is not an emotional person. But Nangong Yue's temperament really made him a little worried. Such a big thing can be concealed by one person, and Nangong Mu is really worried that her wisdom will be hurt.

Nangong Yue's heart slowed, a smile appeared on her face, she nodded vigorously, and said in a light tone, "Yue'er got it!"

Nangong Mu gently touched Nangong Yue's head, since his daughter grew up, he has rarely acted so intimately, and his voice softened a little, and said: "...Okay, you go back and do your homework. Well, come to Qianyunyuan for dinner with your brother in the evening."

"Yes, Daddy. Yue'er has retired."

Nangong Yue saluted and left the study, leaving Nangong Mu looking at her distant back with complex eyes, a bit proud and a bit sentimental.

Nangong Yue, whose back was facing Nangong Mu, suddenly felt a coldness on her face, and when she touched her face, she found that her cheeks were wet.

Before she knew it, she burst into tears.

It's not that she doesn't want to reveal her thoughts to others, but it's just that she has too many burdens, too much.

And can't speak to anyone at all!

But it's all worth it!

Nangong Yue's eyes became firm, no matter what, she would also protect Nangong Mansion and her home in the future royal capital.

Not only Nangong Yue, but also Nangong Mu was full of thoughts at this moment.

He was born to be the direct son of this Nangong Mansion, because he was the second son, unlike the elder brother who needed to inherit the family business, his parents had only favored him since he was a child, and he did not require too much, just let him do what he wanted.

He has always regarded this kind of life as a matter of course, and paid no attention to fame, fortune, and wealth. Therefore, after being appointed an official, he gets along with his fellow robes. Although it is not a bad relationship, he does not have a good relationship, and he only cares about his conscience.

It was only just now that his eleven-year-old daughter didn't even dare to tell anyone that her mother was poisoned, and she took on everything with difficulty.

Whose guilt is this?

Of course it was his father's fault!

Nangong Mu's heart was twisted like a knife. He had always been proud of his integrity, but at this moment, Nangong Mu didn't want to continue like this. He wants to gain a firm foothold in the officialdom, and only in this way can he make people dare not dare to beat his wife and children's attention.

With a determination in his heart, Nangong Mu's eyes became brighter and firmer.

Nangong Yue never imagined that his father, who had never changed his aspirations in his previous life until his death, actually changed at this moment.

What the future will look like becomes even more unpredictable...

At this time, in the city of Yangzhou, which is thousands of miles away, Guan Yubai, dressed in white, is sitting by the window. He looks down at the book in his hand for a while, and then looks at Jiang Xin and Guzhou outside the window. His face is as warm as jade and his eyes are But cold and distant.

"Pulupulu..." A white dove flapped its wings and flew past the window, suddenly attracting Guan Yubai's gaze, he counted silently in his heart: "One, two..."

As soon as he counted to "three", he saw Xiao Si striding towards the houseboat with no expression on his face, "Young Master, just now..." He suddenly stopped, looking at Guan Yu Bai's thin single-clothes, his brows wrinkled, his dissatisfied expression seemed to Said: son, how can you dress so thin and let the wind blow here!

Guan Yubai chuckled helplessly and said, "Little Si, get me a cloak."

Xiao Si's expression softened slightly. He took out a cloak from the closet, wrapped it tightly in the official language, and said sullenly, "Young Master, Xiao Si has promised Miss Nangong." The boy's body!

When he heard "Ms. Nangong", the official language's white eyes flashed, and his face seemed to add warmth, but he immediately changed the subject casually: "Little Si, did a carrier pigeon come just now?"

"Yes, son." Xiao Si handed over the bamboo pipe he had just taken from the carrier pigeon to Guan Yubai, "It's a letter from Huaibei."

It turned out that it wasn't her... Guan Yubai lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the disappointment in his eyes, then opened the lid of one end of the bamboo tube, and took out a piece of white paper that was folded into a thin strip. look down...

Seeing this, there was a hint of solemnity in the normally gentle expression.

The situation in Huaibei has become so dangerous!

This summer, Huaibei is dry and there is no harvest. People eat jujube vegetables and die of hunger!

Naturally, the imperial court allocated taels of silver for disaster relief, but unfortunately these tens of thousands of taels of snowflake silver were exploited layer by layer, and when they reached the place, there was not much left.

Now this Huaibei has reached the tragic situation of changing children and eating, and a large number of refugees have poured out of Huaibei... I am afraid that these things are still covered up to death. The person in the Golden Palace thought that the Central Plains under his imperial control was a peaceful and prosperous age. Woolen cloth!

Guan Yubai shook his head slightly, and was about to put down the paper in his hand, but suddenly thought of another thing, and clasped his knuckles on the table.

Now most of these refugees are heading north, and I am afraid they will arrive at the capital in a few days...

Damn it! This letter from Huaibei came too late!

Guan Yubai's face sank, and he instructed: "Little Si, the pen and ink will serve you!" He must write a letter to the capital as soon as possible to warn her...