The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1007 His Adviser
The counselor hurried back when he learned that the child had a fever.

As a result, after entering the yard, I searched around, but did not find the child, but the woman in the outer room was crying all the time, and I couldn't find out why after asking for a long time.

Finally, he only pointed to the study room.

The counselor had a very bad feeling, but that was the only incense in the family, his only son, the one he wanted to keep even if he risked his life.

He gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the study.

In the study, Jiang Fei sat calmly on the desk, flipping through the documents on it.

The counselors are seasoned, and there isn't much useful stuff here.

Seeing Jiang Fei's face, the counselor sat down on the ground in fright, backed up again and again, and opened his mouth to call for someone.

Jiang Fei sneered, with a bit of evil in his eyes: "If you still want your son's life, then shut your mouth. I've been sitting here for so long, and your woman knows why she doesn't Dare to say anything, you have such a good brain, don't you think about it?"

The counselor suddenly became limp and his scalp was numb. He asked in a hoarse voice: "You, what did you do to my son? What do you want? His Royal Highness Huan is too bold. Even if he is a prince, he can't do it privately Break into the house!"

"Hush..." Jiang Fei gestured, "Hush your voice, if you startle the guards outside and harm your own child, don't blame me!"

The counselor's old face kept twitching, and after a long time, he asked tremblingly: "You, what are you doing? Why did you kill my child? He is innocent!"

Jiang Fei stood up, walked up to the counselor step by step, and said condescendingly: "Innocent? When you helped Prince Rui make suggestions to deal with those ignorant villagers, when you asked Prince Rui to use smallpox to deal with His Highness, you proposed to use the common people to overthrow Didn't you ever think that these people are also innocent?"

The counselor's body trembled even more, he clenched his teeth tightly, and almost blurted out: How do you know this.

"Look carefully at your hands, how much blood is stained on them!" Jiang Fei said with disdain, "You hold your child every now and then, so now, your son is also dirty. Father's debt is paid by son, It’s only natural, isn’t it?”

"No, no, no, what means do you have to attack me, don't involve my child, he is only five years old, he doesn't understand anything!"

"You want us to keep him alive?"

The old counselor's face was full of tears, and his head was like garlic: "Think about it..."

This is the only root of his family!
If this is broken, how can he face his ancestors!
"Well, as long as you cooperate with us and speak out about Prince Rui's evil deeds, His Highness will naturally spare his life."

"I'm just a small subordinate, I don't know many things. I usually play chess with His Highness, write poems and so on..."

Jiang Fei frowned, with impatience written all over his face: "It seems that you don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, or I should cut off your son's hand for you to see, or the right hand, and you won't be able to write if you cut it off Already!"

"No, no, no..." The counselor immediately panicked, regardless of the round, "Don't, how can he practice swords and read books without his right hand? Then, if I cooperate with you, you won't return my son..."

"You don't have the right to bargain. Without you, this plan can still be made. You are just icing on the cake!" Jiang Fei said indifferently, "Would you like to cooperate? I'll give you time to think it through. During this time, your child's business is your last choice." It’s better to cover it up by yourself, if Prince Rui finds out, then in order to kill the grass, we can only..."

The counselor waved his hands desperately: "Don't, don't touch him, I will definitely cover it up, I will definitely cover it up!"

Jiang Fei then pulled his lips and smiled, then waved his hand.

Eight guards in black came out from all corners of the room, and the long swords in each of their hands were glowing with gloomy light.

It is conceivable that if he had been careless just now, he might have died on the spot.

These people's faces were full of murderous intent, and the sharpness of their bodies was far from comparable to the guards of Prince Rui's Palace.

Jiang Fei looked at the counselor with contempt in his eyes: "Remember your promise, wait for my news, our people will keep watching you!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, but in the blink of an eye, the nine people disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.

When the counselor came out of the study, his whole body was already drenched.

The woman in the outer room ran up crying, "Husband, what should we do now!"

The counselor patted her on the back: "You must be calm. If you want a good life and want your son back, don't let anyone know that our child is lost, understand?"

The woman blinked and nodded.

In the early morning of the second day, when the counselor went to Prince Rui's residence, he was still a bit erratic.

Prince Rui was writing a booklet, saw this and asked: "Is the child seriously ill? Do you want me to ask the imperial doctor to show him?"

There was a bit of suspicion and scrutiny in his eyes.

The counselor quickly waved his hand: "No, the child's fever has subsided. It's just because he was sick last night, so he was more noisy. The subordinate is getting older, and his energy is really getting worse day by day. No, I went to bed late at night, and today I feel I'm out of energy."

Wei Jing withdrew his gaze and smiled: "What are you talking about, sir? You are in your prime, and it's time to show off your talents. I still have a lot of things to do, and I need your help!"

The counselor kept saying that Prince Rui was too much for the prize.

Wei Jing finished writing the booklet in his hand, closed it and exhorted: "If there is anything wrong with the child, you can tell me at any time that I will help you wherever I can. As for your wife, I will also help you Cover up one or two!"

The counselor thanked repeatedly, looking grateful.

Wei Jing watched him carefully for a long time, and found that his attitude towards him was not much different from his usual attitude, so he suppressed the little doubt in his heart.

……

At the beginning of the festivities, the Emperor Yue was getting older. After Concubine Gao was relegated, he rarely entered the harem, and now that the Empress Dowager was in poor health, the atmosphere in the palace was dull.

It is extremely difficult to hear the sound of silk and bamboo.

The same is true tonight. After nightfall, the palace road is quiet, and there is no laughter in the palace, only the uniform footsteps of the imperial guards on the corridor, breaking the silent night.

The Emperor Yue was in the imperial study. After Wei Shu fell ill, the Emperor Yue could only do many things that he had shared in the past, which greatly increased his workload.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!
Coupled with the recent turmoil in the city, Yue Huang always felt that his energy was low.

At this moment, there was still a large pile of papers left unmarked, and he was already feeling very tired, so he reached out and rubbed his temples.

Han Zhao came in with ginseng tea, and handed over the brochure of Prince Huan's mansion. After reading it, Emperor Yue had a strange expression on his face!
(End of this chapter)