Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

Chapter 393 Jingliu Confrontation
His wife did have a stubborn illness, and Zhao Yuanyan's facial muscles moved, and he became more vigilant. When he looked back and saw this man with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, he felt even more unhappy.

"You have inquired in detail." He squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone, "Could it be that you can tell that my wife is in a bad health just by relying on a few dates?"

Everyone was caught off guard by General Fang, and they looked a little helpless, secretly looking at each other, as if reminding the other party to be careful.

But these eyes did not escape Zhao Yuanyan's attention, and he was even more certain that the person who came to visit today must be the uneasy and kind Hongyang Dao, who might be trying to use some dirty tricks to take advantage of his wife's illness.

"Mr. Zhao was joking. This date is just an ordinary date, and it is not some evil spirit heretic. How can we see the clue from it?"

The other doctor with a kind face smiled and opened his mouth, and he bluntly pointed out the matter of Zaozi. He was kind-hearted, looked not young, and his temples were already weathered. He seemed to be the leader of this group of "doctors" .

"To tell you the truth," he bowed his hands, but he was indeed much more stable than the previous doctor. "Our group was heading east. On the way, we heard that Mrs. Zhao was in ill health, and the chronic illness could not be cured for decades. Hurry back and want to solve Mr. Zhao's problems."

Zhao Yuanyan was even more displeased when he saw his polite but like a dog skin plaster, and he still had a bad face when he spoke, "I naturally take my wife's affairs to heart, and I will call the doctor myself, so I won't bother you all the way I came here for a diagnosis and treatment, and besides, my wife has already rested earlier, there is no spare room in the house, you should go to another place to stay earlier."

A shadow quickly flashed across Zhonglang's face, and his complexion was a little gloomy. He didn't expect this old man to be so stubborn and hard to fool.

"Mr. Zhao," the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man opened his mouth again, with a threatening look in his eyes, "you have to think about it, we are all doctors who walk in the rivers and lakes, and we are best at treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases. If it is cured by traditional Chinese medicine in the capital, it will not suffer for decades."

His stubble-covered lips moved, and he squeezed out an awkward and smug smile, which made Zhao Yuanyan's heart twitch, wishing he could chase him away on the spot.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yuanyan ignored the airs of scholars for a while, and was determined to drive out this group of crooked demons. "This is the mansion of my Zhao family. Isn't it an insinuation? I can't let you evil ways take care of it."

The word "evil way" stunned everyone, and then slowly realized that Zhao Yuanyan had probably guessed his identity, and exchanged a vigilant look with each other.

But Zhao Yuanyan had no patience to spend any more time with them, so he stretched out his hand and summoned a few servants, "Come here, send you doctors out!"

The servants all gathered around, seeing that it was irreversible, they quickly nodded and bowed with a smile on their faces and said, "Mr. Zhao, please don't blame me for bothering you today."

The young man raised the dog-beating club twice in his hand before, and pointed towards the door, "Everyone, please."

Zhao Yuanyan turned around and left. Several people in Hongyang Road were angry in their hearts, but they still went out one after another. They didn't start cursing until they walked out of the gate for a long time.

On the branches of the moon, the earth seems to be covered with a layer of clear tulle, and everything is immersed in the melting moonlight.

Cold light poured into the quiet prime minister's mansion, and Liu Xiangzheng was listening to the spy's report while holding a teacup.

This news is most likely related to the Prince Regent. None of his recent actions are beneficial to him, and it just so happens that he is needed to deal with the aftermath everywhere.

In front of the outsiders, Liu Xiang, who was gentle and elegant, with a breeze in his sleeves, turned blue and white, white and black, and finally threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

The delicate blue and white porcelain cracked in response, making a huge shattering sound, and the broken porcelain pieces and tea juice splashed all over the place, splashing a piece of water on the ground.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

Liu Xiang stretched out his hand and slapped the table, shaking the cups placed on it to clink. Looking at his usual benign face, his facial features were already crowded together, the folds on his face were shrunk and gathered, his muscles were trembling, and he was gray and pale. His beard was also trembling constantly, and his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, which was quite similar to the vicious god in the temple.

The spy was startled, and quickly knelt on the ground to salute, "Prime Minister, calm down!"

"Calm your anger?" Liu Xiang had nowhere to vent his anger, so he simply vented his anger on the spy, and slapped the table, "How do you want me to calm my anger?"

He stood up again with a "squeak" and put his hands behind his back, "This Zong Shiliang is simply ungrateful, he just didn't give the slightest favor, and he even tried to fight for power with me. In the past, I helped him hide so many things , How many messes have been cleaned up, and now he wants to cross the river to demolish bridges, unload mills and kill donkeys, it is simply unreasonable!"

Liu Xiang was so angry that his pupils turned red, and his knuckles were crunching.

"Who does he think he is?" Liu Xiang narrowed his eyes, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, "The first is the first to act first, we must catch his handle as soon as possible and cut off his party wings."

His eyes became more and more gloomy, like black clouds pressing down on the city, a vortex seemed to be brewing in his cloudy eyes, and a few cold stars almost shot out.

At this time, a young servant suddenly ran over from outside the house, he was clever, he knew that the atmosphere in the house was not right when he saw a pool of water stains on the ground, he quickly stopped at the door, "Master Jing, please see me."

Liu Xiang was stunned, most of the dark clouds on his face faded immediately, and the gloomy eyes gradually faded, replaced by the righteous and awe-inspiring aura when he was in the court, and he was completely different from before.

"It's so late, why is he here?"

The boy still didn't move a step, just bowed and said: "I said I have something to call on, if you don't want to see the old man, I will go and tell him that you have rested."

"No need." Liu Xiang simply straightened his clothes, his face had become completely harmonious, "Since you're here, you don't need to invite him back, I'll go and meet him right now."

After saying that, he stepped over the water stains on the ground, raised his legs and walked into the hall.

Jing Shan had been sitting here for a while, with freshly brewed tea in hand, when he saw Xiang Liu coming over, he saluted respectfully.

Liu Xiang got straight to the point, with a calm and steady tone, "Your Majesty Jing came to visit late at night, I must have something urgent to discuss."

The two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, mixed with a smell of gunpowder. The servants around had foreseen something bad, so they subconsciously retreated to the corner, shrinking their necks to minimize their sense of presence.

"It's not a big deal." Jing Shan also had a calm, generous and calm manner, and picked up the teacup with plain hands, "It's just that some rumors about the prime minister and the regent in the capital recently made the officials worry, so they thought about coming to your mansion. Check out one or two."

(End of this chapter)