The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Guo Tao hesitated for a while: Commander, isn't this offending people too much?

The civil servants of the Hanlin Academy are amazing. The civil servants who can enter the Hanlin are all born in the second-class jinshi. Behind the in-laws, the relationship between teachers and students is intricate. If one moves, one party is moved. If the person is released alive, and when the other party recovers, he will surely bite Lu Heng like a mad dog; if he is killed... a group of mad dogs will pounce on him.

Lu Heng glanced at Guo Tao lightly, and there seemed to be a smile on his lips: I also want to be a good person, but the emperor wants results, not to offend anyone, where can I find results?

Guo Tao stopped talking, bowed his head and bowed his hands: Yes.

Speaking of this, Lu Heng remembered one more thing. Yesterday he went to clean up Fu Tingzhou, just in case he set up an ambush under the cliff, he didn't expect that the Fu family didn't catch him, but unexpectedly got a gift. Lu Heng asked, Is that woman awake?

No. Guo Tao remembered this, and said with some schadenfreude, The commander did not see you. Yesterday, the Marquis of Zhenyuan was digging at the bottom of the mountain for a night, and I was still looking for it this morning. I don't remember Fu Tingzhou's fiancee who fell down. , why is he so concerned?

Lu Heng laughed briefly, but said nothing. If it was Hong Wanqing who came down yesterday, things would have gotten worse. He plotted against Fu Tingzhou. This is a personal grievance. If Guo Xun's niece is involved, the situation will expand.

Lu Heng said slowly: I gave him a chance to be a hero to save the beauty, and he should thank me. It's not a loss to exchange a sister for Guo Xun's niece. You go back and interrogate those Hanlin bachelors first, and I'll go see Fu Tingzhou. 'sister'.

Guo Tao clasped his fists: Yes. Then he turned around and left.

After sending Guo Tao away, Lu Heng unhurriedly walked towards the backyard. His original intention was Fu Tingzhou, and it was a surprise to catch Wang Yanqing. There is nothing in the world that Jin Yiwei does not know, especially in the capital, the minister himself does not know if the child is theirs, but Jin Yiwei knows.

Lu Heng effortlessly, Wang Yanqing's files appeared in his mind.

The daughter of a military household in Datong Prefecture, her grandfather Wang Wei, died in battle in the third year of Zhengde, and her father, Wang Cong, died defending Fu Yue in the first year of Jiajing. Both her grandmother and mother were daughters of military households in the same village. In the first year of Jiajing, Wang Yanqing became an orphan and was adopted by Fu Yue. She grew up in Beijing for the next ten years, and was regarded as half a child bride of Fu Tingzhou.

Lu Heng had heard before that the Fu family had an adopted daughter, who was amazingly beautiful. It's just that Fu Tingzhou treats people to death, otherwise someone would have already started, how could he stay until the seventeenth. When I saw it yesterday, it really lived up to its reputation.

No wonder Fu Tingzhou has been secretive for ten years. It's a pity that Fu Tingzhou was one move short of chess, and he still fell into Lu Heng's hands.

All the way, Lu Heng thought about what conditions to use Wang Yanqing. Judging from last night's posture, Fu Tingzhou should care a lot about this woman. With such a big handle in Lu Heng's hands, he would be a surname Lu if he didn't cut a piece of Fu Tingzhou's flesh.

Lu Heng walked into the backyard, and when the maids saw him, they bowed their heads in salute from a distance, and did not dare to shake their bodies. The maid in the room hurried over to greet Lu Heng: See you sir.

Lu Heng nodded lightly and asked, Where are you, are you awake?

The two maids looked nervous, their shoulders tensed: Lang Zhong came to see it in the morning and said that Miss Wang has blood congestion on the back of her head and needs special medicine to restore it. The slave girl just gave Miss Wang medicine, so she should wake up soon. already.

Lu Heng nodded and stepped into the main hall. The earth dragon in the room was very hot, and the spices smelled of medicinal herbs. As soon as you smelled it, you knew it was a woman's boudoir. Lu Heng didn't go in. He planned to take a look and leave, but as soon as he entered the room, there was movement from the screen.

The maids clasped their hands nervously. Lu Heng thought it was a coincidence. Fu Tingzhou didn't know what to do, but his sister was very respectful. Lu Heng sat down unhurriedly, poured a cup of tea for himself, and raised his chin slightly.

The maid hurried inside to serve Wang Yanqing. After a rustling movement, Wang Yanqing struggled to wake up from the coma, opened his eyes, and quietly watched everything in front of him.

The eldest maid Lingxi said in her heart that this girl Wang was so arrogant, she didn't cry or make trouble when she entered the Jinyiwei Nest, her eyes were as calm as if she didn't know them. Lingxi saluted Wang Yanqing and said gently and politely, This servant has seen Miss Wang. Girl, are you still feeling uncomfortable?

After Lingxi finished speaking, after waiting for a long time, Wang Yanqing did not respond. Lingxi had a smile on her lips and said again, Miss Wang?

Wang Yanqing blinked and finally spoke: Who are you?

This sentence can still be said to be within the expectations of Lingxi, but the next moment Wang Yanqing's performance shocked her.

Wang Yanqing raised his head, tapped his forehead laboriously, frowned deeply and asked, Who am I?

Chapter 5 Second Brother

Lingxi didn't expect this reaction, obviously panicked, and looked behind the screen subconsciously. Behind the folding screen of the four woven embroidered landscapes, a figure put down the teacup and stood up unhurriedly.

After receiving the commander's signal, Lingxi calmed down and said with a smile, Miss Wang, don't be joking.

Miss Wang? Wang Yanqing leaned on the jade-colored five-leaf pillow and tilted her head slightly, I'm Miss Wang?

Her eyes were clear and frank, and when she saw the bottom, it didn't look like she was pretending. Lingxi was out of ideas. Looking at the screen, Wang Yanqing also turned back and saw a red shadow on the folding screen of the landscape. The screen was simple and elegant, but the color on his body was flamboyant.