Return of the Wasted Wife of Time Traveling

After the banquet, Lin Jinghuan took everyone from the Lin family back to the prime minister's mansion.

It was just because of the child's matter that Mrs. Lin felt that she had lost to the queen mother, and she was unhappy, so she spread her resentment on Wen Jinyu, and she didn't give Wen Jinyu any good looks along the way.

Although Wen Jinyu felt wronged, she didn't want to argue with the old lady, so she simply pretended not to see it.

After arriving at the prime minister's mansion, Lin Jinghuan sent old lady Lin back to rest, and let Lin Zhuangjing and Wen Jinyu go back to the hospital respectively.

After Lin Jinghuan's mother and son left, Wen Jinyu stopped Lin Zhuangjing who was about to go back to the room,

Wen Jinyu said: "My sister often goes to the palace to play mahjong with the queen mother these few days, and often meets the emperor. How do you feel?"

Lin Zhuangjing froze for a moment, then looked at Wen Jinyu in surprise.

Wen Jinyu said: "Jinyu understands what my sister is thinking, that's why I came up with the mahjong method so that my sister can often enter the palace and create opportunities for you and the emperor."

Hearing this, Lin Zhuangjing was a little surprised, and felt a little grateful to Wen Jinyu in her heart.

Wen Jinyu said again: "Now my sister has finally got her wish. After seeing the emperor, how do you feel after a few contacts?"

Lin Zhuangjing sighed softly, shaking her head with some disappointment, "The harem is like a hundred flowers in spring, competing for splendor. I can't compare with the empresses of the palaces, and the emperor doesn't seem to be interested in me." He looked at Wen Jinyu, "I have let you down!" Your kindness."

Wen Jinyu stopped, "Sister, did you give up?"

Hearing this question, Lin Zhuangjing hesitated.

Wen Jinyu was puzzled, "Second sister also sees that the emperor has no intentions for you, and also understands that the emperor is not a dedicated person, why is she still obsessed with entering the deep palace and imprisoning herself in the harem for the rest of her life?"

Lin Zhuangjing said: "That position should belong to my mother, but it was taken away by the Queen Mother. I just want to get back everything that should belong to her for my mother."

It turned out that the crux was in this place.

Wen Jinyu said: "Sister, why do you think this way? That's obviously what the old lady disdains. And you also saw today that the queen mother is the queen mother, but she is not as free and easy as the old lady. The imperial concubine is rude to the queen mother, and the queen mother can only Bear with it, but the old lady can do as she pleases. The queen mother is just a superficial beauty."

Lin Zhuangjing froze, silently thinking about today's events.

Wen Jinyu said: "The gate of the palace is as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang is a passerby from then on. Why bother, sister? It's better to find someone you love, who can live in harmony and stability. Why go into the palace and compete with a group of people for a man? Beware of direct arrows and hidden arrows."

Lin Zhuangjing was not talking, but she was also thinking about Wen Jinyu's words.

Wen Jinyu also understood that persuading people should not push the other party too hard, so he didn't continue, just let the other party think about it, and then went back to the room.

Tomorrow is the feast of folding flowers, and he needs to have a good sleep to recharge his energy.

When Lin Jinghuan came back from Mrs. Lin, Wen Jinyu had already fallen asleep on the bed.

Because of the emperor's eldest son, Mrs. Lin seemed to be irritated. Just now, she pulled Lin Jinghuan and made a fuss about letting Lin Jinghuan take a concubine and have a son.

Naturally, Lin Jinghuan didn't want to, the old lady just cried and made noises, trying to force Lin Jinghuan to submit.

When Lin Jinghuan didn't marry Wen Jinyu before, Mrs. Lin forced him to take a concubine and marry a wife but he never succeeded, let alone Wen Jinyu now.

The old lady Lin was stubborn, and Lin Jinghuan was even more stubborn than her. He let the other party make trouble, but he didn't nod. In the end, he just flicked his legs and ran away.

Now Mrs. Lin was so angry that she went on a hunger strike to protest.

In the early morning of the next day, while Wen Jinyu was yawning and eating with a bowl, the old lady Lin's wife came to report that old lady Lin had gone on a hunger strike.

Lin Jinghuan, who was standing in the yard exercising, listened, said "Oh" to express his understanding, and then ignored it.

It was not the first time that Mrs. Lin had gone on a hunger strike, and Lin Jinghuan was numb.

Anyway, the servant girl would not let the old lady starve to death, so Lin Jinghuan didn't care.Just let the other party make trouble for a few days.

After hearing this, Wen Jinyu asked, "Why are you on a hunger strike?"

Lin Jinghuan said: "I made her angry."

"How did you mess with it?" Wen Jinyu put down his job and started to gossip.

Lin Jinghuan looked back at him, "She asked me to take a concubine, give her a grandson as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu picked up her job and continued to eat, and didn't plan to take care of it, just let her be hungry!

The Flower Folding Shocking Banquet is the master of the selection of the emperor, and the court attaches great importance to it, so it is full of pomp and circumstance.

After the emperor came down to court, he took all the officials straight to the venue of the Zhehua Shocking Banquet.As the prime minister, Lin Jinghuan naturally went with the emperor.

After Wen Jinyu changed into clean and neat clothes, she went to look for Lin Zhuangjing, saying that she wanted to watch the fun with him, but in her heart she wanted to take him to find the young talent that Lin Jinghuan liked.

Lin Zhuangjing didn't want to go at first, but couldn't bear Wen Jinyu's soft-heartedness, so she could only agree to go together.

This time, the flower-folding feast was made of camellias.Wen Jinyu also went to ask for one.

Seeing the camellia in Wen Jinyu's hand, Lin Zhuangjing was a little surprised and asked, "Are you going to participate too?"

Wen Jinyu smiled and said that she was just joining in the fun, and then took Lin Zhuangjing to find Lin Jinghuan.

Because he had discussed with Wen Jinyu in advance, Lin Jinghuan also gathered the young talents who thought he was suitable to be his brother-in-law together in advance, and chatted with them. When he saw Wen Jinyu and Lin Zhuangjing coming over, he got up and waved to them, waiting for them to come over. After that, he introduced the two of them to everyone.

After the few people got to know each other, Lin Jinghuan and Wen Jinyu immediately hid away, giving Lin Zhuangjing a chance to get along with the few people.

After Lin Zhuangjing was arranged, Lin Jinghuan and Wen Jinyu found a place to watch the excitement. At this time, the Folding Flowers Shocking Banquet was in full swing, and literati and poets came to the stage to compose poems one after another.

Wen Jinyu is not considered a learned person, but the two identities of Modern and Time-Traveling are considered to be from a scholarly family, so he can barely tell whether it is good or bad.

Wen Jinyu searched around in the crowd, and easily found Li Linzhang, who was surrounded by everyone. He looked confident and was waiting for the right time to take the stage.

"Who is that person?" Wen Jinyu pointed to the woman in blue beside Li Linzhang.

Lin Jinghuan took a look and replied, "Li Linzhang's daughter, Li Fuer."

Wen Jinyu: "He doesn't have a son?" On such occasions, according to the ancient patriarchal thinking, one should bring a son here!

Hearing this question, Lin Jinghuan sighed and said, "Yes, he has a son named Li Zhaoyue, but he became a monk a few years ago."

Wen Jinyu scratched his head, and asked uncertainly, "Are you a monk, or are you married?" Because of the existence of brother's gender, Wen Jinyu couldn't help but think about it.

Lin Jinghuan was amused by his words, and said: "He became a monk and became a monk. I heard that he was dissatisfied with some things his father did, so he went to become a monk."

Wen Jinyu snorted, "But I'm a little surprised that he brought his daughter here." And this Li Fu'er was also well-dressed, "Could it be that he also came here for a blind date?"

Lin Jinghuan laughed in a low voice and said, "You are right in saying that, but I am afraid that the person they are going on a blind date with is the one above."

Wen Jinyu followed Lin Jinghuan's gaze and saw the emperor sitting on it.

Suddenly, Wen Jinyu understood.

If Li Linzhang's daughter enters the palace and gives birth to a prince, and he himself becomes the emperor's tutor, then their Li family will be the final winner.

Wen Jinyu sighed, thinking that being an emperor would not be good, as there are a bunch of big girls thinking about his body every day.

Seeing the bustling crowd, Lin Jinghuan was afraid that someone would bump into Wen Jinyu, so he wanted to put his hand in his arms to protect him, and reached out to his waist, only then did he find a camellia pinned to Wen Jinyu's waist, "Why did you take the flower too? "

Wen Jinyu took the flower hidden behind her waist in her hand and said, "It looks pretty, so I want one."

Hearing this, Lin Jinghuan didn't have any doubts, his eyes fell on the main ring again, and he said, "This is the old gentleman we invited."

Wen Jinyu looked over and saw that the other party had just composed a poem and collected a lot of camellias, which seemed to be in good condition.

At this time, Li Linzhang took the camellia and took the stage calmly, and wanted to compete with the opponent.

With the appearance of Li Linzhang, the audience also started to make noise.

"This is Mr. Li, he really has an extraordinary bearing."

"I've read all his poems and essays, and I can't put them down..."

Mostly words of praise and admiration.

The two on the stage began to compete, asking each other questions and composing poems based on them.

After three poems, Lin Jinghuan's men were defeated, and the audience began to boo, forcing the man to bow his head and admit defeat, and presented the flowers he had received to Li Linzhang.

Li Linzhang stroked his beard and smiled, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

But Lin Jinghuan frowned and sighed: "After all, it's still not comparable."

Wen Jinyu glanced at the other party and said, "I'm going to the toilet." Then he turned and left.

Wen Jinyu found the carriage, took out a bamboo hat and put it on to cover her face and the red mole that represented her brother's identity.

The Folding Flower Feast is only better than poetry, so Wen Jinyu, who has a cultural reserve of 2000 years, is sure to win.

Li Linzhang is talented, but he is only one person.

And in Wen Jinyu's head are Li Bai, Du Fu, Li Qingzhao and so on.

At this time, Li Linzhang was standing on the stage, and no one dared to go forward to challenge him. When he felt that everything was a foregone conclusion, Wen Jinyu walked out from the crowd, holding his camellia in his hand, and said to Li Linzhang: "The junior is not talented, and I want to ask for advice."

Hearing this, everyone seemed to see who this ignorant person was, but they saw that the other person was wearing a bamboo hat and couldn't see his appearance.

But Lin Jinghuan recognized him as Wen Jinyu at a glance, because he was still wearing the clothes just now.

Lin Jinghuan understood what Wen Jinyu wanted to do, but he didn't step forward to stop him.

Wen Jinyu walked onto the stage under everyone's disdainful eyes, took out his only camellia, and said, "Although I only have one camellia, I still want to challenge seniors. Seniors won't care about juniors, right?"

Li Linzhang smiled kindly, showing the gentleness and generosity that a great Confucian should have, "It's natural not to make friends with literature. You are a junior, so I will let you, let you come first."

Wen Jinyu said: "Since that's the case, the younger generation is welcome." He straightened his back, "Such a grand event, naturally deserves some pleasant words."

Author's gossip: Servant of Xiangfu: The old lady is on a hunger strike!

Lin Jinghuan & Wen Jinyu: Oh.