I’ll Be the Male Lead’s Sister-in-Law

At the end of the year, many officials returned to Beijing to report on their duties, and Zhu's family was one of them. Zhu Yuqing’s father wished Yang Hong to be promoted to the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, and wished his wife and daughter were close in their age, and they had reached the age of marriage, and moved to the capital with Zhu Yanghong and his family. In terms of young talents, the border gates are naturally far inferior to the capital.

Zhu Yuqing didn't really understand the difference between his father's official position and the previous one, but he only knew that after the transfer was made, his parents were very happy, and his father's colleagues also came to celebrate. Thinking about it this way, my father should have been promoted.

Mrs. Zhu has been chanting along the way: "It is not easy for a military attaché to be promoted, and it is suppressed everywhere. This time, I can be transferred back to the capital. I have not been back for many years. I don't know how much Tokyo has changed."

Mrs. Zhu talked about what happened in Tokyo back then and couldn't help but mention her daughter, how to be cautious in words and deeds after entering the capital, how to be dignified and demure. Zhu Yuqing was tired of listening to these words. She couldn't help interrupting her mother and said: "Mother, you have been chanting these words all the way to me. I know that Beijing is different from Yazhou. You must be careful and give in everywhere. Don't be fierce and fight evil. The capital is full of high-ranking officials and relatives, and we can't afford it.

When Mrs. Zhu heard her daughter’s words, her lips moved, and she finally sighed, “Ah, in fact, in the early years, the situation was not like this. It’s just that the saints are now taboo against military generals. Before doing anything, he was born a head shorter than others. Your father has been stationed in the southwest for many years, and he has made a real contribution to his blood and sweat. Even your two brothers died on the battlefield. But this is the case, your father was transferred to the Privy Council, everyone The first thing is to guard him. Forget it, these words are not to be said, you just need to remember, take away your frizzy habits, the capital pays attention to famous ladies, you can't show up and laugh without showing your teeth. Jumping up and down like before. When you say a good person in the capital, I will be able to rest after hanging my heart for a long time..."

Zhu Yuqing kept her lips secretly, her mother began to talk about her again, these words over and over again, Zhu Yuqing's ears must hear the cocoon. Although Mrs. Zhu clearly forbidden him, Zhu Yuqing couldn't help but open the car curtain to peek at the scene on the street.

Tall and beautiful restaurants rose from the ground, vendors hawked all kinds of novel things along the street, and there were groups of brightly-dressed women, dressed as large families, but there were no slaves behind them, and they walked through the streets laughing and laughing. Zhu Yuqing looked intently. It turned out that this is the capital.

The bustling and noisy Tokyo in my mother’s mouth turned out to be like this.

Of course Mrs. Zhu saw her daughter's little actions, but she felt sorry for Zhu Yuqing's growing up in the border city, which delayed her daughter's most important years, so she just pretended not to see it. Zhu Yuqing almost couldn't bear to blink her eyes when she saw it. At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped and the convoy that had been moving slowly came to a halt.

Mrs. Zhu frowned and raised the curtain to ask the maid outside the car: "What's the matter?"

The maid went to the front to ask a few words, and ran back and said: "Madam, it seems that a carriage came in from the side, blocking the car in front of us."

Mrs. Zhu was a little unhappy. She had been tired after a long time in the car. She was anxious to go back to rest, but the car was still stuck on the road. Mrs. Zhu sighed and couldn't help complaining: "This is the problem in the capital, and there are nobles everywhere. In front, I can't tell which family of women it is."

"Mother, what should I do?" Zhu Yuqing asked.

"What else can I do? Someone has to give way." Mrs. Zhu said, "Your father is the new deputy envoy to the privy. He is wearing an official uniform. Our guards are all family generals brought back from the border, trained in the blood of the dead mountain. Yes. Although there are many nobles in Tokyo, but it has been a long time, those delicate young masters may have never seen blood. They are domineering and dare not stop us."

Oh, I wish Yuqing, and still opened the curtain to see the excitement outside. She saw a person coming down from the carriage in front of her, and she was probably sent by the master to pass a message. I saw that little servant ran to the middle of the road, shouting loudly: "Ahead, you go back to the side road, don't block the way of our young master! Our young master is the direct young master of the Pingzhang family, don't disturb our young master's interest!"

After the young man shouted, the surrounding people obviously made a sensation. A maid relayed the previous incident to Mrs. Zhu, and Mrs. Zhu also took a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be the son of Ping Zhangshi. Sure enough, the capital is Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon. I also felt that the deputy privy envoy was already not a low-ranking official. I didn't expect that he would meet the young master of the Pingzhang family."

Zhu Yuqing heard the question: "Mother, who is Pingzhangshi?"

"Stupid girl, that's the prime minister." Mrs. Zhu sighed, "Pingzhang is the first of the civil servants in the school of Zhongshu. How to transfer your father's official position and the lives of our whole family depends entirely on one sentence."

Zhu Yuqing is ignorant and knows that the prime minister is the best. They have to hold any civil official at the border carefully, let alone the prime minister of the official under Heaven? Zhu Yuqing and Mrs. Zhu both expected that the road would be accessible soon, but after a while, the front was still blocked.

This time even Mrs. Zhu was curious: "What's the matter?"

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The maid relayed the words of the opposing sisters to Xie Xuanchen and Mu Mingtang. Xie Xuanchen smiled when she heard them: "Ping Zhangshi's son? It's because he didn't dare to talk to me like this when he came. What's he worth? Let him move to the side of the road and don't delay the princess looking at the lights."

Mu Mingtang had listened to Mrs. Jiang in Jiang's house before, and knew that Ping Zhang Shi was the prime minister. Jiang Honghao was promoted to the third ambassador by offering her, and he was so proud and proud that he became Pingzhangshi's deputy.

No wonder the people on the opposite side of the carriage dared to make such an announcement, the prime minister's son, didn't he walk sideways. Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen's profile quietly, a little faint. Is it really okay for them to choke the prime minister's son like this?

Sure enough, after the servant passed Xie Xuanchen's words, the opposite Song Wulang exploded with anger. The person who spread the word specifically said that the opposite was Wang An and Concubine An, but Song Wulang was drunk, he was very angry, and he noticed who Wang An was. Moreover, Song Wulang is sitting beside him with the Qihonglou line that he has packaged at a high price. How can he show his cowardice in front of the beauty?

Song Wulang's drunkenness and the man's face were making trouble, and he immediately got out of the car and went to the theory: "Grandpa is the prime minister, who is the ruined prince from the corner, dare to fight his way?"

The head of the line and the servants quickly persuaded them, but the more drunk people stopped, the more vigorous the beauties persuaded each other in a low voice, Song Wulang more and more to show his ability in front of the beauties. Regardless of everyone's obstacles, he jumped out of the car and drove to the opposite car in a curse: "An Wang? There has never been a character like An Wang in the capital, a ruined clan, who dare to put the king's score in front of my Song Wuye? My father is the prime minister, what are you!"

Song Wulang has the will to do it, and these words are not low. At this time, everyone on the street was watching the scene of the fight between the rich and powerful, and even the people in the restaurants on both sides stopped the feast and looked down on the railings.

Song Wulang's words clearly spread to everyone. There were many officials from the restaurant, and he laughed with the people around him when he saw this: "Song Wulang was not stingy in the first place, but now that he has a drink, he has to show off. Which family is this? His family members, who can't hit anyone, just hit Song Wulang on the head. I'm afraid today, it will be a shame."

The female protagonist heard the words and laughed and said: "Lang Jun doesn't know that the new line of Qihonglou's newly selected line has been paid for by Song Wuye. Today, I am afraid it is there."

"Yeah, with a woman." The official son laughed, "Then he is about to have an attack. Today, I don’t know which lady is unlucky and bumped into him. But they don’t know good or bad, the young master of the Song family, let You just avoid it, just avoid it obediently, what can you do? It's all right now, and in front of so many people, it's even more difficult to get off the stage."

When Song Goro's voice reached the carriage, although it had already weakened a lot, it was not difficult to distinguish. Mu Mingtang glanced at Xie Xuanchen quietly, and sighed for the innocent child outside.

It's impossible to provoke anyone, but to provoke Xie Xuanchen.

Sure enough, Xie Xuanchen laughed when he heard Song Wulang's words, and got up to go outside. People outside noticed that Xie Xuanchen was about to get out of the car, and they shouted, "Master!"

Mu Mingtang also grabbed his sleeves with concern. Xie Xuanchen smiled comfortingly at Mu Mingtang and said, "It's okay. I'm out to watch the lights with you today. I won't do it. You can sit for a while. ,I will be right back."

Hearing Xie Xuanchen's promise that he would not do anything, Mu Mingtang was undoubtedly greatly relieved. Mu Mingtang slowly released his hand and said, "Okay, we're done, I'll wait for you to come back."

Xie Xuanchen smiled at her, turned around and pushed the car door down. After he stood on the ground, the smile when he faced Mu Mingtang just now disappeared like a fog cage of frost.

All the guards in the palace were tuned by the Imperial Guard. They knew what Song Wulang said was going to be bad. Now that Xie Xuanchen came down, their panic gave birth to fear. Obviously, they all mentioned it specifically, this is Wang An, but Song Wulang was overwhelmed with wine, but he didn't listen.

Another protagonist appeared, and the audience was undoubtedly more energetic, and even the people in the restaurant broke out a little restlessness. This street often enters and exits the powerful children, and there are many restaurants. At this moment, the female artists singing in the restaurant stopped talking and all surrounded the windows to watch the excitement.

When Song Wulang saw a beautiful and thin young man coming down from the opposite car, he sneered and shouted: "Call your master to come out. I won't talk to Xiao Bailian."

Song Wulang's voice was drunk and his tone was very rude. A man on the side of the road made a noise when he heard these words, and laughter came from the fences of the restaurants on both sides.

Only the guards of the royal palace turned pale when they heard these words, and knelt down together: "The prince calms down his anger. This is the son of Prime Minister Song's family. After drinking, he blundered, please forgive the prince!"

Song Wulang deliberately showed off, and he was obviously unhappy when he heard the guard's words: "What are you, dare you to plead for me? Do you know who my father is? My father is a matter of Zhongshumen, and I will be the prime minister! Even if I plead, Does he dare to be?"

"Zhongshumen Pingzhang." Xie Xuanchen laughed after speaking and walked slowly towards Song Wulang, "It is your father Song Xingyi who dare not say these things in front of me. Who are you, dare you? Rampant in front of me?"

Seeing Xie Xuanchen walking towards Song Wulang, the guards were afraid that Xie Xuanchen would kill Song Wulang when he became angry, and hurriedly shouted, "The prince calm down!"

Song Wulang was startled by Xie Xuanchen's eyes, he couldn't help taking a step back and asked, "Who are you?"

At this time, Xie Xuanchen picked up a bamboo dragonfly from the stall on the side of the road, turned it around his finger, and flicked it towards Song Wulang.

The bamboo dragonfly is a child's toy. It is made of thin bamboo and can fly into the sky after rubbing it with the palm of your hand. However, it was such a child’s toy that suddenly brought a fierce murderous intent, swiped across Song Wulang’s head, shaved off all his hair, even bald a piece of hair on top of his head, but did not see any blood. .

The people standing in the restaurant suddenly screamed, and the people on the flat ground could not see clearly, until a thin bamboo slammed into the roadside gate post, they screamed out in shock.

Song Wulang was so frightened that he fell straight down. He thought his head was about to fall for a moment. He fell to the ground, sitting disheveled for a long time before he touched his head like crazy.

At this time, Song Wulang finally heard the three fluttering words on the opposite side: "Xie Xuanchen."

Xie Xuanchen.

The name seemed magical, and the noisy street was quiet, and then panic broke out upstairs and downstairs. Someone in the restaurant yelled in panic: "It's King Qiyang, King Qiyang!"

When Song Wulang heard the three words "Xie Xuanchen", Jiu Shengsheng woke up. Now he finally remembered why the title of King An sounds familiar.

Because that was the new title given to Xie Xuanchen by the emperor.

The official kid in the restaurant yelled: "Song Wu, this idiot! Fool! Is his brain empty? How dare to speak to King Qiyang like this! He is dead, but don't tire the people next to him. !"

As if he didn't remember at all, he just watched the excitement just now and said that the people in the carriage caused something serious.

This official child was also scolding his mother in his heart, so he changed his name. He said he was King Qiyang earlier. Who would dare to watch Xie Xuanchen's excitement? Did Song Wu obediently step aside?

After finishing speaking, for fear of Xie Xuanchen's anger, he held the railing and almost leaned out half of his body: "See Qiyang for the next official...See Your Royal Highness An! The villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, please forgive your Highness. Greetings to His Royal Highness An!"

One person took the lead, and Lin Lin Luoluo came from inside and outside, asking for peace and guilt. Many people saluted him, but Xie Xuanchen didn't bother to look aside at a glance, turned around indifferently, lifted his clothes and went into the car.

Song Wulang woke up like a dream, ignoring that he is now a man or a ghost. He knelt on the ground and banged his head, cursing himself. However, Xie Xuanchen didn't say anything. He turned into the car and went to the car. Song Wulang didn't dare to test any more, and waved his hand at his home Ding Xiaoshou hurriedly: "Quickly get out of the way, An Wang and Concubine An are going, please let them go ?"

Mrs. Zhu and Zhu Yuqing were sitting in the car, and they needed a maid to relay everything, and the news was very late. I didn't know what was happening outside, and suddenly there was a panic shout, everyone was yelling "An Wang forgive me". Zhu Yuqing was not clear, so she turned her head and asked: "Mother, who is King An? Why are so many people asking him for crimes?"

Mrs. Zhu actually didn't know, she hadn't spoken yet, and suddenly heard the anxious voice of the maid outside: "Quickly drive the carriage away, the general personally ordered to make way for King An and Concubine An!"

Because someone was not easy to maneuver, Mrs. Zhu and Zhu Yuqing were hurriedly called to get out of the car, and then the coachman hurriedly drove the carriage to the roadside. Zhu Yuqing saw her dad, who had always been dignified, look solemn at this moment, wishing Yang Hong got off the horse, and bowed down in a respectful march: "Humble duty, I wish Yang Hong, and please peace to His Royal Highness An."

A horse-drawn carriage drove past them, and from the swaying curtain, Zhu Yuqing saw a pale and indifferent face. Although there was no **** color, the edges and corners were extremely beautiful.

However, just a moment later, the man disappeared.

Mu Mingtang sat in the carriage. After walking out for a long time, she quietly asked Xie Xuanchen: "Do you know the man who was kneeling by the road just now?"

"There are many people kneeling on the side of the road, which one do you ask?"

"Less dress, do you think I can't see it?" Now there is no maid in the car, and Mu Mingtang didn't hide her words. She approached and asked in a low voice, "It's the one who pleased you very loudly. It seems that the last name is Zhu."

After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "No, I just said why did you push me out. Did you really come out with me to buy a lamp today?"

This is wrong. Xie Xuanchen turned to look at Mu Mingtang and gently slammed her forehead: "I have no conscience, who brought up the Donghuamen? Besides, can I guess what will happen on the road?"

Mu Mingtang touched his forehead and muttered to himself, "That's true. Then shall we still pick lanterns?"

"Of course, why not go?" Xie Xuanchen said quite rightly, "You are the only business today."