My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

I only picked out the best features of Lord Wang and Mrs. Zhou, and they are both very outstanding in appearance, and are both beauties.

Everything is so unfair. Some people inherit good things, while others inherit bad things. Nothing is going as planned.

The one who was unhappy was Wang Zhirou's sister Wang Zhiqing.

My younger sister Wang Zhiqing was indeed not so lucky, because she inherited all of Lord Wang's shortcomings and none of Mrs. Zhou's beauty.

What a pity, so pitiful!

So Wang Zhiqing had already passed the age of 15 and had been waiting to be married.

The main reason is that I am neither high nor low.

When she just turned sixteen, some men from lower-class families were attracted by Lord Wang's family background and proposed to Wang Zhiqing.

But Wang Zhiqing looked down on any of them, saying that they were all poor scholars and that marrying one of them would be like jumping into a fire pit if she didn't have a place to settle down.

However, wealthy and noble families not only value family background, but also their descendants.

So although Wang Zhirou had a good family background, the noble families looked down on her!

So it was wasted.

Song Qingcheng's mind was in turmoil. What was Wang Zhirou thinking? Could it be that she wanted Wang Zhiqing to be Pei Huaizhi's mistress?

In addition to her face, Wang Zhiqing also has a nice figure.

But what did they think of Pei Huaizhi?

Wang Zhiqing was seen twisting her handkerchief in her hands, with a shy look on her face.

Song Qingcheng took a sip of tea and started coughing violently because she was too surprised.

Dongmei quickly patted Song Qingcheng on the back and said, "Girl, be careful!"

She was just a little surprised and shook her head to indicate that it was nothing.

Pei Huaizhi knew that he would probably be angry to death!

"I think it will be tiring for my third brother's wife to manage such a large yard. My sister is good at accounting, so why not give her to my third uncle as a concubine?"

"They are all family members, so we can be closer relatives. My third sister-in-law can rest assured. I can't change her position as the mistress. I can help her take care of her uncle and do the accounting for her."

"Isn't that killing three birds with one stone?"

The eldest lady Wang Zhirou said with a smile that she was just waiting for Song Qingcheng to agree.

Song Qingcheng felt that Wang Zhirou's abacus beads were about to fall on her face.

This isn't killing three birds with one stone, it's killing three birds with one stone.

Song Qingcheng thought.

"Third sister-in-law..."

Wang Zhirou called out Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng smiled and said, "Zhiqing is so outstanding, it would be a pity if she became someone's concubine!"

"This is the candidate for the mistress of the house... Oh, by the way, the grandson of my second aunt's mother's family is the most outstanding. He has passed the imperial examination at such a young age. I think they are a perfect match. Why not let the two families get married? It would be a match made in heaven and a wonderful thing..."

Song Qingcheng brought them together!

The words just fell!

"no!"

"Can't!"

"no!"

Second Aunt, Wang Zhirou and Wang Zhiqing all spoke up.

The second aunt said bluntly, "What kind of heaven-sent marriage is this! My grandson is only twelve years old, not yet twenty years old, how can he find such an old woman?"

The tone was clearly one of disdain.

This sounded extremely harsh to Wang Zhirou's ears.

This poor man had the nerve to look down on her sister, without even considering whether her grandson with a ugly face was worthy of her.

Wang Zhiqing stomped her feet in shame and anger, and her eyes became bigger with anger.

"The age gap between the two is too big, it's not suitable, Third Sister-in-law should stop trying to match them up, lest they become overconfident!"

"Being seven or eight years older shouldn't be a big deal, right? As the saying goes, a woman three years older than her husband brings her a lot of gold. Now that she's a few years older, I don't know how many gold bricks she'll bring her. She's definitely going to bring good luck to her husband!"

After Song Qingcheng finished speaking, Wang Zhiqing almost cried. She didn't like anyone else and had set her sights on Pei Huaizhi.

If her sister hadn't said that she had a way to make Pei Huaizhi take her as a concubine, she wouldn't have come today.

This was totally different from what she had expected. She didn't know where this old tantrum came from and how he could dislike her.

He doesn't even look at his own weight, and he still has the nerve to look down on her, thinking that he is great just because he passed the imperial examination.

Don’t you see where you are? This is Shangjing, the capital city, where the emperor stands.

Scholars catch a lot of them, and they really think they are rare. They just say a few polite words for the sake of face. They really take themselves seriously!

By the way, Second Aunt is really worried that Song Qingcheng is really arranging a matchmaker.

He waved his hands repeatedly, "Not right, not right! This old girl can be taken by anyone she wants, or played with by anyone she wants, but my grandson can't do that!"

These words were already very explicit, and the old lady's words were like a knife stabbing directly into the hearts of Wang Zhirou and her sister.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you old hag? Who is an old maid? If you keep saying that, I'll tear your mouth to pieces and see if this dog can spit out ivory!"

When he came, his sister repeatedly reminded him to always pay attention to his words and actions, and to appear dignified and virtuous at all times.

But she still couldn't help it.

Listening to the sarcasm in the two people's words, Song Qingcheng leaned back, found a comfortable position, and sat in the upper seat to watch the show, which was even more exciting than the one in the theater.

"you……"

As soon as Wang Zhiqing finished speaking, the second aunt's face immediately showed anger.

Just as she was about to say something, she was immediately pulled back by another aunt next to her.

He whispered, "Please don't talk too much about her second aunt. Don't forget why we are here. Don't lose your composure because of a short-term verbal dispute. It will not be worth it. Don't be quick to remind me when the time comes..."

After hearing this, Second Aunt stopped talking and sat on the armchair angrily like a frog.

It was like a cow chewing a peony, turning its grief and anger into appetite, and it ate the plate of flower cakes in front of it with a grunt.

Wang Zhirou also secretly rolled her eyes at Wang Zhiqing, as if blaming her for being so impatient.

Wang Zhiqing sat aside unhappily.

Song Qingcheng drank the tea in front of her, looking calm and composed, without any embarrassment at all.

Madam Wang Zhirou was looking at the new hair in front of her. Song Qingcheng had unconsciously pointed the finger at her and several aunts.

Let her and those aunts start a quarrel.

It turns out that he is not an easy person to deal with!

Wang Zhirou snorted coldly in her heart.

At this moment, Wang Zhiqing decided that her sister was unreliable, so she might as well try to do it herself!

"Third sister-in-law..."

Wang Zhi called out in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

Song Qingcheng is much younger than Wang Zhiqing. When she became blurred, she felt awkward and couldn't explain it.

But I still responded.

"Forget it, forget it. Since our two families are not destined to be together, then forget it. After all, a forced melon is not sweet..."

Song Qingcheng finally took a look at the two families and said with regret.

The two sides looked at each other again and snorted coldly.

After Wang Zhiqing calmed down, she found out how she had been led astray by Song Qingcheng again!

"Third sister-in-law, this is not what I'm talking about."

Wang Zhiqing said while holding her handkerchief fiercely.

"What does Zhiqing want to say?"

Song Qingcheng's heart was as clear as a mirror, but she asked in confusion.