The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

"Not yet."

Hong Wanqing silently calculated in his heart that Lu Heng was extremely busy with official business, and often went home after dark. At this hour, he should not have left the office yet. She went to the gate of the Lu Mansion to guard, and there was still time to wait for Lu Heng!

Hong Wanqing struggled to sit up, she got angry when she saw the crying face of the maids, and scolded: "Why are you crying, my uncle's family is the founding father of the country, and he followed Emperor Hongwu to conquer the world. Marquis Pin. Xia Wenjin is only a civil official who has been prosperous for more than ten years. How can he shake the Guo Hong family? The Marquis of Wuding and the Mongols fought for two hundred years. How many people of the Guo family died in the northwest, what did my uncle do with the enemy? Xia Wenjin is a civil official who doesn't go to the battlefield, doesn't care about farming, and he wants to frame the Guo family for a hundred years at the slightest touch. Help me get up, I want to go out and vindicate my uncle."

"Mrs. Hou..." The maids hurriedly supported Hong Wanqing and persuaded, "Madam, no matter how good your relationship is with your uncle, you are now in the Fu family. You have to take care of your health."

"Confused." Hong Wanqing scolded, "Uncle is the backbone of everyone. If uncle is convicted of collaborating with the enemy, everyone in the Houye and Yongping Houfu will be killed. The family members of the criminals will sell the church. , If I fall into that kind of place, and even my life is lost, why should I take care of my body? Get out of the way."

"But you are still sick..."

"Is it more important to recover from illness, or to save one's life?" Hong Wanqing said in a hurry, starting a series of rapid coughs. She leaned over, coughing violently, almost tearing her heart to pieces. The maids looked distressed. They knelt beside the bed and wiped tears while feeding Hong Wanqing: "When have you suffered such a crime? Why can't life be as smooth and stable as before?"

Yeah, why did the world suddenly change?

Hong Wanqing managed to stop the cough, leaning on the pillar and gasping for breath. Her face was red and she had no strength, but she couldn't tolerate her weakness at all. Hong Wanqing gritted her teeth and said weakly and firmly: "Come on, change me."

Hong Wanqing had never cared about court affairs before. Naturally, her father and elder brother had to worry about family affairs. All she needed to do was pick clothes and buy jewelry. Now the building is about to collapse, the men of Guo and Hong are all detained, Fu Tingzhou is not in the capital, the Marquis of Wuding, Marquis of Yongping and Marquis of Zhenyuan collapsed together, Hong Wanqing was thrown from the golden wire cage into the wind and rain in an instant .

It was only at this time that she realized that she was no different from those civilian women whose lives were like duckweed.

Fu Tingzhou couldn't get in touch. Fu Chang was the only man in the Fu family's direct line. At this time, Fu Chang should have come forward to run. But Fu Chang has been accustomed to being the shopkeeper over the years, and neither his father nor his son counted on him. How could Hong Wanqing and these female relatives rely on Fu Chang?

It is better to count on her own than to count on her father-in-law. Hong Wanqing changed her clothes. This time, her purpose was very clear. As soon as she got in the car, she said to the driver, "Go to Lu Mansion."

In the car, Hong Wanqing coughed again. The maid patted Hong Wanqing on the back and wiped away her tears distressedly: "Mrs. Hou, you are so seriously ill and you have to go out, the slave maid looks distressed."

The maid was sobbing, but Hong Wanqing lowered her eyes and murmured inaudibly, "Silly maid, it is because of illness that she has to go out."

Hong Wanqing rushed to the Lu Mansion, she ignored the noble girl's air, and took the initiative to ask the concierge: "Is Governor Lu in the mansion?"

The concierge glanced at Hong Wanqing defensively, and said away: "The whereabouts of the governor are confidential, and it is inconvenient to tell outsiders."

Hong Wanqing was a stalk, and other mansions still pretended to be more or less face, and they didn't know where to go, and went out to visit friends.

Hong Wanqing had never experienced this kind of neglect before, she felt ashamed, but now it is not what she used to be.

Hong Wanqing pinched her palms hard, squeezed out a smile and said, "I have something to ask the Governor, can you please report it?"

The concierge was indifferent, Hong Wanqing asked the maid to give silver taels, but the concierge and the guards ignored it. Guarding the gate of the Lu Mansion, how could she be short of her money?

Hong Wanqing had no choice but to wait at the door. She waited silently in her heart, hoping that Lu Heng didn't go home early today, so let her fight!

Today, Lu Heng is indeed working overtime in Nanzhen Fusi. He has no leave all year round, and many people have been imprisoned recently, which is the peak of Nanzhen Fusi's business. When Lu Heng finally finished his work and was about to return to the mansion, the Lu mansion guard walked behind Lu Heng and quietly reported, "The Governor, Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou is at the door to see you."

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "When did you come?"

"Not in time."

"Does Madam know?"

"The concierge stopped her from the door and didn't dare to disturb the lady."

Lu Heng's face looked better now. Fortunately, Qingqing was not disturbed, otherwise, they would just wait.

Lu Heng was the person in charge of the entire capital's intelligence. It was too naive to want to block Lu Heng on the road. The guard asked, "The Governor, do you want to take a detour to the side door?"

"Why do I have to go through the side door when I go back to my own home?" Lu Heng sneered and said coldly, "Get ready, enter through the main door."

"Yes."

Hong Wanqing waited until the sun went down and the cool breeze picked up, but no one came out to pay attention to her. The maid supported Hong Wanqing and looked at the sky anxiously: "Mrs. Hou, it's going to rain, let's go back."

"No." Hong Wanqing categorically vetoed, "I've waited so long, if I go back now, all my previous achievements will be lost."