I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Hearing Yin Xuan's words, Changsun Wei was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Yin Xuan with aggrieved eyes.

She didn't remember.

She was able to muster up the courage to resist that father who was like the sky, and she had already used up her mind.

Yin Xuan raised his hand and rubbed her head: "I'll let Jiu'er go and pick your mother up later."

The eldest grandson nodded obediently.

Yin Xuan rubbed again: "Go in, what do you want to eat at noon?"

The eldest grandson Min felt warm in his heart, and followed him into the house. Although the wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger, it just couldn't blow into this small restaurant.

This is my home.

Yin Xuan called Jiu'er over and handed over the matter to her.

Jiu'er didn't rush to the eldest grandson's mansion immediately, but began to think about it—Brother Zhengyang told him the identity of the eldest grandson, and went to the Duke's house to pick up a concubine of the Duke.

Even if this concubine's room is not favored by the Duke, in the eyes of the people of Tang Dynasty, it is also the private property of the Duke, pulling teeth out of the tiger's mouth?This is not an easy job.

Jiu'er pondered for a while, then rushed to Fengchao.

Bringing people is inevitable.

She mainly wanted to ask Wu Jue for advice on what to do about this matter.

This sister has always been the most thoughtful.

Fengchao, in Wu Jue's office.

Wu Jue looked at Jiu'er hesitantly, a little surprised: "You mean... elder sister Changsun Mi is Zhao Guogong's daughter?"

Jiu'er nodded.

The news was a bit beyond her expectations, and...she thought of something more.

"How did Da Lang tell you?" Wu Jue asked such a question after being silent for a while.

Jiu'er opened his mouth and replied: "Brother just said, let me go and bring him back, there is no other order."

Wu Jue nodded and smiled slightly: "It seems that Da Lang has the same idea as me, there is no need to prepare anything, just go and take him away."

"If he is obedient, it will be the best to send him to you."

"But if he is disobedient... just break in and take him away."

"Prepare more people, just in case."

Jiu'er was stunned, and frowned: "But... but after all, he is a prince, causing trouble for brother Zhengyang..."

"So what about the Duke?" Wu Jue shook his head, "You don't need to take a mere Duke too seriously. The most important person in the world is Da Lang."

Jiu'er was still a little worried.

Wu Jue lightly tapped the table: "Don't worry, Da Lang has no intention of going to court. It is good news for the entire court to turn his face against that Zhao Guogong at this time."

"Don't be afraid of causing trouble for Da Lang."

"On the contrary, if you become soft-tempered, you will cause more trouble."

Jiu'er hesitated, thought for a while, and nodded: "Then I'll ask Brother Zhengyang for instructions later."

Wu Jue nodded: "Well, if I guess Dalang's idea correctly, remember to bring more people. As long as there are not too many people, it doesn't matter how many lives are caused."

A fatal accident?

Jiu'er was even more surprised—she wasn't the kind of compassionate person with no power to restrain a chicken, and it's not that she had never taken a life, but... she came to ask for someone, and she reluctantly said that she had a grudge with the Duke of the country. , that is the enmity of life and death.

This... will work?
Jiu'er wrote down these words, and discussed with Wu Jue, who should be selected if he really wanted people first, then went back to the restaurant, and turned to Yin Xuan for advice.

"She really said that?" Yin Xuan had a smile on his eyes.

Jiu'er nodded nervously.

Yin Xuan waved his hand: "Then let's do it like this."

Jiu'er complied, her complexion a little uneasy, she had been with brother Zhengyang for so long, yet she didn't know what brother Zhengyang was thinking like Wu Jue.

Seeing the little girl's face, Yin Xuan patted her on the head: "You, you are just a little timid, learn more from Wu Hui, her tigress is very capable."

Li Lizhi and the others looked sideways.

It was Brother Zhengyang who had the confidence to say that Wu Jue was a tigress.

No, if Wu Jue was here and knew that she was called a tigress, she might be angry too, after all...she has always claimed that she is a phoenix.

How can a creature like a tiger be compared with a divine bird.

Jiu'er snorted a few times, nodded in response, and went to Fengchao to gather troops, and with dozens of people, rushed towards the Changsun's mansion aggressively.

In front of Changsun's Mansion, the porter leaned against the side door, looking at the snow scene outside the door, and commenting on people coming and going—he always used this method to pass the time.

At first, when he saw the menacing group of men, he didn't take it seriously.

There are also free comments.

"This is too fat, it's all fat."

"This one is too thin and looks like a stick. I don't know which family's retainer it is. If it's in the eldest grandson's family, it's not even qualified to be a stable boy."

"Hey, why is there still a woman, how did she get in here."

Seeing that these people seemed to be going straight to Changsun's mansion, he didn't take it to heart.

What is this place?
It's Changsun Wuji's mansion, who dares to come here to make trouble?
His own master naturally held a very high position in his heart. In private, he also dismissed the Duke Zhengyang who was in the limelight in Chang'an City.

Born in white clothes, isn't that an upstart.

How can he compare to his own master, how can he compare to the honor of his own master's status with a century-old foundation.

Until... when this group of people rushed to the gate of Changsun's Mansion, he began to panic.

Don't look at him picking and choosing, but he knows in his heart that he can beat none of these people.

The person is not good!
Ke Jiu'er's next actions made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiu'er stepped forward and bowed politely: "I am following the order of Duke Zhengyang to come here to invite someone, and please trouble me for your convenience."

The concierge sneered, the mighty look turned out to be a silver pewter spearhead, didn't he still dare not make trouble in front of the Changsun's mansion?

He didn't get up, he was posing with the score - of course, it's more because his legs were frightened and weak just now, and he won't be able to get up for a while: "Go back, my master didn't say anything about it."

Jiu'er raised her eyebrows, her eyes sharpened.

The concierge glanced at her, and then said: "Furthermore, if you come to the eldest grandson's house to pick someone up, at least let your master come over in person and send a woman, maybe you don't think much of the eldest grandson's family."

Jiu'er was not angry, but only smiled slightly: "Again, I will come here to invite someone in the name of Lord Zhengyang, and I would like to trouble you for convenience."

"Otherwise, I won't be polite when I wait."

The concierge laughed even louder: "You're welcome, how else can you be rude?"

"Do you know where this is?"

"This is the residence of the eldest grandson's family and Duke Zhao's. Don't say you are a servant of Duke Zhengyang's family. Even if Duke Zhengyang came here in person, you have to be respectful to my master..."

"A little Duke Zhengyang, dare to be so rampant in front of the Duke?"