Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 101 The real daughter, she quit (47)

"Miss Wu is really smart, unlike ordinary boudoir girls." Luo Hongxin calmly shook the fan in his hand twice, without denying it.

"Whether it's above the court or outside the court, the Sima Mansion has long since torn faces with the Wu Mansion. Originally, I wondered why Mrs. Sima would send the post to my mother for no reason. It shouldn't be a coincidence that Zhuang could meet Mr. Luo." Haiyao was really puzzled at first.

Because she felt that she just pushed the boat along the way and tricked Wu Jinrou and Sima Yang. Given the level of stupidity of these two people, they are probably not considered important roles in Luo Hongxin's case. , Find a place to be.

After thinking about it, Haiyao thinks that the smithy in Penang might be involved. You must know that once weapons that are close to fine steel are released on the market, they will naturally attract the attention of various forces. Once someone goes to investigate carefully and finds A little clue is not uncommon.

Not to mention that standing behind Luo Hongxin is the Crown Prince of the East Palace, who has countless relationships that can be used, and his energy is naturally so great that others cannot reach it.

As for why they chose to use Mrs. Sima's name, this is also easy to explain. The Luo family and the Wu family do not have much contact with each other on weekdays, and there is no overlap among the people who walk around each other. Haiyao, besides finding someone who can suppress the Zhao family in terms of status, seems to have no other way to take the initiative.

Sima's mansion is just right, after all, Sima County's official position in the court is there, and Mrs. Sima has a character that is uncompromising. In order not to completely offend the other party, Mrs. Zhao will definitely come to this banquet.

Speaking to the outside world, there are not a few people who know that Wu Xiuyuan's niece has become Sima Yang's concubine. Mrs. Sima's sudden invitation to Mrs. Zhao is justified and will not easily arouse suspicion.

It's still the same reason, the prince is still not the emperor no matter what, as the prince's most important counselor, he still has to be careful of prying eyes in every move.

"Since that's the case, why don't you guess again, Miss Wu? I've racked my brains to invite you here today. What exactly is it for?" There is no trace of embarrassment in his handsome appearance.

Blinking slightly, Haiyao suddenly grinned: "I'm not interested in Mr. Luo's picture at all. If you don't want to talk about it... I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you here to appreciate the pictures of this other village." Beautiful scenery."

After finishing the words, she quickly turned around and was about to leave with Chunxi.

"Heh..." Luo Hongxin laughed softly when he saw this, and immediately said loudly: "I want to discuss a marriage with Miss Wu."

marriage?

Haiyao stopped in her tracks, turned her head slightly to look at the still tall and straight figure behind her, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Apart from her, there is no other woman of the same age in the Wu Mansion. The other party will never be so kind to plan a comparable marriage for the original owner's brother Wu Zian.

It seems that since ancient times, men have avoided a lot of trouble because of their gender. For example, the usual trick among nobles, using marriage to manipulate people, is rarely used on men.

After all, women are the ones who suffer the most in this matter, and men are as great as Sima Yang who holds his nose and accepts a concubine, and the simple four words of "marry and obey the husband" are enough to kill most people who are not yet married. The intrigue took shape.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Haiyao seriously looked at the eyes of the person who was a few steps away, and then a smile appeared on her face: "Young Master Luo wants to repeat the old trick and let me be a concubine?"

Luo Hongxin put away the folding fan, opened his legs with his hands behind his back, and while pacing towards her direction, he responded: "Miss Wu has belittled herself a bit, you are different from an idiot like Wu Jinrou, I appreciate Miss' character and ability."

Speaking of this, he had already walked up to Haiyao and bowed his hands politely to Haiyao again: "Luo wants to marry Miss Wu as his wife. Given the family background of the Luo family, it shouldn't be considered an insult to Miss. "

Not only is it not humiliating, but it is simply a big climb of the Wu family. There is an essential difference between Luo Taifu and Sima County Duke. That's all.

It seems that the technology of turning iron into steel is really too attractive in this era, otherwise Luo Hongxin would rather sacrifice his personal marriage to get the blacksmith shop in Penang.

You know, if this thing falls into the hands of a reliable emperor, it will be a big killer that can make the territory under your feet expand infinitely outward.

Even the Son of Heaven couldn't resist the temptation of such a great achievement that has left a name through the ages.

Once this method of refining refined steel is presented by the crown prince, it will undoubtedly add a great bargaining chip for him to add a yellow robe in the future. Luo Hongxin is really a very qualified counselor. In order to assist the crown prince to ascend to the throne, he can do anything pole.

If it were someone else, after weighing the pros and cons, they might be tempted by this sudden proposal, but Haiyao's mind is full of thoughts that once she accepts the exciting title of "Future Mrs. One day, she will be squeezed out of the remaining value, and what awaits her is probably quietly swallowing her last breath unwillingly in the backyard of the Luo Mansion.

Slowly raising her eyes, she once again stared at that very bewildering handsome face for a long time, and couldn't help shivering behind her back.

It is said that the heart of a woman is the most poisonous, how could the current Tai Tuo raise such a grandson who is even more poisonous than the black widow.

Feeling sorry for the Luo family, Haiyao sighed silently, but pretended to be flattered: "Young Master Luo and I have only met three or four times, isn't it a bit ridiculous to talk about marriage like this?" Hastily?"

"I'm sorry I can't give you an answer immediately, after all, it's the order of my parents..."

Luo Hongxin couldn't see that she was delaying time, but he didn't seem to care, he still acted leisurely: "That's natural, but I hope Miss Wu can think carefully, and Luo I've never had much patience."

At this moment, this young man who was clear and gentle in the eyes of outsiders finally showed his fangs.

Hearing this, Haiyao exchanged a glance with him, both of them had deep eyes, even though the many emotions that were churning in their hearts were not revealed, from some aspects, they were surprisingly similar.

At this time, there was an unreal human voice from the pavilion on the hill not far away. Haiyao took the opportunity to bow to Luo Hongxin and then quickly left with Chunxi.

Along the way, she had some disorganized thoughts in her mind, but after seeing the scene in the gazebo, she gathered them together very well.

At that time, Mrs. Song was hugging a man who was dressed luxuriously and had pearl hairpins all over his head. While wiping away tears, he kept muttering: "My son, my son!"

When Haiyao returned to Mrs. Zhao who was standing quietly in a corner of the gazebo, she finally saw the face of the person in her arms. It was the day when she entered Sima's Mansion alone in the carriage of Wu Mansion through the small side door. Wu Jinzhen.

Wu Jinzhen in front of her is wearing the precious silk that she has always been coveting, and on her head is gold, silver and jewelry that can only be seen from a distance when she is not out of the cabinet. Those things inside and out are indeed a single piece. It can be equal to the lifetime expenses of ordinary ordinary people.

Thinking about it, this person can be regarded as fulfilling his wish, and finally lived the wealthy life of his dreams.

It's just... Haiyao pursed her lips indiscriminately. She always felt that Wu Jinzhen's face was not very good-looking, and she didn't know if it was her own illusion. When the other party glanced at her and Zhao Shi, there seemed to be some other emotions.

"All right, all right, today is a good day, sister-in-law should let go of sister Zhen quickly, you mother and daughter should have a good talk, so as not to let others see the joke." Mrs. Zhao said I really couldn't stand Song's endless crying, so I had no choice but to persuade him while shaking the handkerchief.

"Yes, yes." After being reminded like this, Song reluctantly let go of her hand, and then looked up and down at the daughter in front of her with joy in her eyes: "Let mother take a good look... this hairpin looks at the workmanship. It is the best, and the south beads inlaid on it are the first time I have seen such a big bead!"

As she said that, the woman felt elated, and looked at Mrs. Zhao with a little provocation in her eyes that was not easy to detect.

Zhao's expression was indifferent the whole time. It can be said that she perfectly turned a blind eye to the publicity of the mother and daughter.

In her opinion, only this kind of business woman who has lived in Rao City all her life will feel complacent about her daughter being a concubine. Such a marriage is just a joke in the eyes of a serious official wife.

But anyone with a little vision knows the truth of 'I would rather be a ninth-rank wife than a third-rank concubine'. It sounds like someone's concubine, but it's just a high-ranking servant if it doesn't sound good. There is no possibility of turning over, and it will also hurt the species that crawled out of his stomach.

Unable to get the envy of Mrs. Zhao and Haiyao, Mrs. Song was inevitably a little bored, but she still asked about Wu Jinzhen's various affairs in Sima Mansion carefully.It's just that right now her eyes seem to have been blinded by the glory and wealth she imagined, and she didn't notice her daughter's slightly reluctant expression and erratic gaze at all.

Soon, less than half an hour passed, and Wu Jinzhen's face suddenly became unnatural after hearing a faint cough suddenly coming from outside the pavilion.

There was a flash of understanding in Mrs. Zhao's eyes. As a concubine, she naturally had unspeakable involuntary feelings, so she took the lead in speaking: "Sister-in-law, I think it's not too early today, since you have already You should be relieved to see Sister Zhen. Third Young Master Sima loves Sister Zhen so much, if she stays out for a long time, Young Master Sima might not be happy."

Hearing this, Song felt that it made sense, and suppressed the reluctance in her heart, and was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, Wu Jinzhen quickly restrained her expression just now, and then walked to Haiyao with a smile: "Mother and aunt don't need to be so anxious, since they are already here, why don't you spend more time in this other courtyard, There are many rare treasures in Sima Mansion."

"As for the big hall sister... It just so happened that the third son held a poetry meeting in this other courtyard today. Many young masters and young ladies from rich and noble families in Beijing were there, how about..."

Looking at the haggard beauty in front of her with a bit of guilt, Haiyao squinted subconsciously, not sure what kind of fart the other party was holding back for a while.

(End of this chapter)