Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

Xu leaned forward, plucked a flower that was in full bloom, and continued:

"Outsiders have given the men enough face, and they are returning the favor, so we are the ones who benefit.

It's just a little thing, just like the flowers in the yard. What can you do if you just pick them?

Even if you shovel the flowers and chop them up to feed the pigs, would anyone want to use your life to fill the void?

You are the legitimate consort of the Crown Prince! Appointed by the Emperor!

To be honest, even Chier can't touch you!"

Zhang Xin opened her mouth wide, not knowing how to respond.

Now that I am old, I realize that my mother-in-law speaks so harshly!

"This...this...mother, are you teaching me not to be kind to the prince? Throw away all those flowers and plants——"

Ren Zhangxin, who was already several dozen years old and had been the Grand Empress Dowager, was so shocked that her voice trembled. This was her own mother-in-law! It doesn't take a virtuous woman to teach her daughter-in-law!

"Listen to the key points!"

Xu rolled her eyes at Zhang Xin.

"If you were truly virtuous, I wouldn't have said this, but judging by your handwriting, you can't be.

Your royal grandmother was known for her virtue, but when she glared at him, your royal grandfather immediately became timid.

After the Empress Dowager passed away, no second Queen was appointed.

I, your mother, am a virtuous person, but if I am really angry with your father-in-law and ignore him, how will outsiders know?

Your father-in-law has created a reputation for being afraid of his wife. Has anyone ever criticized me?

If I say something presumptuous, don’t spread it around.

Having said this, Xu stopped talking and lowered her voice.

"She was a woman with a harmonious relationship with her wife and concubines. For example, your former aunt, the Crown Princess, didn't even know how she died.

If a woman does not stand up for herself, her son will not be able to inherit the family business, and her husband will spend his time playing around with other men.

In the end, it benefits others.

When it comes to a couple’s relationship, it’s not the case that one person is standing while the other is lying down.

Say what you need to say, don't hide your grievances. Have a fight, scold him and make yourself feel better. Live a good life, then your home is really a home, and you are a proper and virtuous person.

It is the balance between advancing and retreating that you must learn.”

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After being indoctrinated by Princess Yan's teachings that overturned her previous life's statements, Zhang Xin returned to her Yan De Palace with a look of disbelief on her face.

Just at the door, I met Zhu Gaochi who had just returned from outside.

Suddenly, she felt that she had lived the first half of her previous life wrongly and in a twisted way.

In her previous life, when she was a teenager, if Princess Yan had said the same thing, she really wouldn’t have been able to accept it.

Influenced by her family since childhood, this girl regards her husband as her God. When she was named the Crown Prince's Consort, someone gave a woman to her father, and her mother happily accepted her.

When she first entered the palace, she felt deeply inadequate because of her own lack of virtue.

Later, Guo became a thorn in her heart.

It turns out that being jealous is normal, and it’s also okay to dislike something.

But no one has ever told her from this perspective what being virtuous really means, and what is the proper balance in advancing and retreating?

"Crown Princess? His Highness is coming."

Rolling up his sleeves went to the palace maids' lecture room and did not hear the shocking statement made by Princess Yan. Seeing Zhang Xin standing there in a daze, he walked up to Zhang Xin and bowed.

"Well, what's wrong, dumb?"

Zhu Gaochi waved his hand in front of Zhang Xin and said with a smile.

"If, if I say I don't like Your Highness and go somewhere else, will Your Highness think I'm overbearing?"

Zhang Xin blurted out.

"what?"

Zhu Gaochi touched his chin. This was quite surprising. How could the bride be so brave?

"I mean it."

Seeing Zhu Gaochi laughing, Zhang Xin reiterated seriously.

"Uh, if you don't like it, should I go less?"

Zhu Gaochi scratched his head, humbled himself, stretched out his arm to support Zhang Xin, and asked in a consultative manner.

"I mean not going."

Zhang Xin reiterated.

"This... let me think about it."

Zhu Gaochi didn't know how to react. This was beyond his expectations.

Looking at the sparkling eyes of his wife, he threw down a few words, turned around and ran, pushing himself beyond his limits, and in a blink of an eye he ran out of the gate of Yande Palace.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wait for me!"

Qian'er screamed in panic.

It's said that the fat man can't walk! !

The Crown Prince's wife was exposed with just one sentence.

I rub!

Zhang Xin was stunned when he saw Zhu Gaochi's afterimage disappearing quickly at the palace gate and Qian'er chasing after him.

Then, he suddenly squatted at the door and laughed.

Eighteen years old.

My husband is only eighteen years old, and I am several times older now. No matter how smart, how low-key, and how pretentious I am, he is still only eighteen.

He overestimated Zhu Gaochi and always used Zhu Gaochi when he was the crown prince as an imaginary enemy.

This matter is quite interesting.

The former Empress Dowager suddenly felt like she could raise a grandson again. This time, it was a smart, dark, and cunning "grandson".

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Zhu Gaochi felt something was wrong as soon as he ran out of Yande Palace. He supported his knees with his arms, bent his waist and gasped for breath.

"Your Highness, this, this, oh, I can't describe it."

Qian'er chased after him and supported his own prince, so that Zhu Gaochi could gain some strength to prevent himself from falling headfirst, while still muttering something.

"Let's go find the northern suburbs."

Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath, stood up and said something.

"You're running too fast. Are you feeling uncomfortable, Your Highness?"

Chi'er asked.

"It's okay, hurry up."

Zhu Gaochi was anxious. He couldn't describe what kind of Crown Princess his grandfather had chosen for him. He really needed to find someone to talk to and sort out the clues.

The two men were in such a hurry that they didn't even need to ride in a sedan chair. They hurried to the Wenbeijiao clinic in the corner of the palace.

Wen Beijiao was preparing medicinal herbs in the yard. When he saw Zhu Gaochi sweating profusely, he smiled brightly.

"Your Highness, you are acting strange today. Are you here on your legs? Do you know you need to exercise after you get married?"

"What? I can't just go for a walk on a whim!"

Zhu Gaochi responded instinctively.

"Okay, if you like, please do as you like."

Wen Beijiao didn't get angry. He wiped the medicinal foam off his hands and motioned for them to go inside.

The doctor boiled water, made tea, and arranged the fruits to go with the tea before bowing and leaving. Zhu Gaochi then took out the slightly burnt red dates, peeled them, and asked with a frown:

"Tell me, how did my royal grandfather choose wives for us?"

"You're still asking me this. Don't you know it best?"

Wen Beijiao wondered where such a problem came from. He had said before that they were from the same mold.

"This one in my house is weird."

Zhu Gaochi frowned even more tightly.

"Tell me about it..."

Wen Beijiao pretended to listen attentively.