rich little concubine

In the originally deserted and quiet courtyard, maids and servants came in and out, and there was an endless stream of them for days.

Some pulled weeds and replanted flowers, some carried buckets and brooms to clean the yard, and some craftsmen renovated them.

It can be described as crowded.

Ji Ziyang lay leisurely on the rocking chair in the room, crossing his legs.

The doors and windows in the room were wide open, just so he could see the panorama outside, as long as he called softly, there would be a little maid serving him with water and tea.

The downfall of the past was swept away.

The chair he was lying on now didn't exist in the first place, since the announcement of the marriage decree, the Ji Mansion specially bought a lot of things for him and added something to him.

The eldest uncle and the second uncle also specially spared the time in the evening, saying that the family was having a lively family banquet.

This is clearly to please him!

That being the case, he has to help them save face, after all, this marriage-giving imperial city is now well known to everyone.

As for whether he really wanted him to marry a man, he didn't care, he just moved to live!

And the matter of serving people, didn't everyone say that the prince is a sick man, can he really get into bed?Are you not afraid of dying from poison? !

If he wants to marry him, he will definitely be able to enjoy himself happily, it's better than being in Ji's mansion!

And if he gets married, will the gold and silver of the palace have to be half of his?I don't know whether to stay or not to stay in the joint property system of husband and wife in ancient times.

Thinking of the huge amount of money in the palace, he really wanted to fly in with his wings, and couldn't help laughing just thinking about it.

The little wood on the side watching shivered.

Young Master....Could it be crazy?

Ji Ziyang waved to Xiaomu and said, "Come here."

Little Wood scratched his head: "What orders does the young master have?"

"Let's talk about it, what do you know about King Zhenbei?" Then he called a little maid to get some melon and fruit snacks, and listened to them as soon as he was ready to eat, completely like an uncle.

Little Wood was a little distressed: "Young master, I don't know much, and I heard it from hearsay. It is said that he was a great hero in the past. Every household knows how powerful King Zhenbei is. But as long as he fights, there is no battle that cannot be won." , The people of the Celestial Dynasty gave the prince a title, God of War!"

The more Xiaomu talked, the more his eyebrows danced, and he raised his thumb, as if he saw it with his own eyes. Ji Ziyang frowned when he heard it.

"Stop, stop," Ji Ziyang couldn't help interrupting him: "A hero doesn't talk about being brave back then, just talk about the situation of the prince now."

No matter what, he had to inquire clearly about the other party's personality, hobbies, family background, and current situation, so that he could determine his way of life before entering the palace.

Both ancient and modern times are intrigues. He used to be a killer for so many years, and it was not for nothing. He is used to seeing people who are kind on the scene and stab the knife behind their backs.

One accident can capsize the ship in the gutter.

Little Wood thought for a while, and said: "Since the prince came back from the battlefield three years ago, he heard that he was poisoned by a strange poison, and his martial arts were completely useless, so he could only stay in bed all year round. The emperor was grateful for his contribution to the heaven, and let the palace It is a pity that none of them can be cured well, and it took three years for such a delay."

"Oh? What else?" Ji Ziyang remained calm and stuffed a grape into his mouth, um, so sweet!

Heroes have been short-tempered since ancient times. Anyone who has made great achievements must die young. It is very good. It would be better if he enters the gate of the palace. .

Thinking of this made me feel a little better.

"Yes, yes, two years ago, the emperor gave our lord a marriage. Unfortunately, the bride died suddenly within half a year after entering the house. It is said that the lord beats his wife."

Ji Ziyang raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, and said, "Go on."

Xiao Mumu glanced at his young master nervously, and said in a lower tone, "I heard that this time some officials gave advice to the emperor, saying that the prince's fate is hard, and he has to get a male wife to live in it, so... .”

Ji Ziyang sneered, did the emperor really care about his nephew, or did he want to cut off all descendants of the palace?

The general situation has already been calculated in his mind.

Anyway, what does the emperor think, at least now he can't fight with him, right now he will naturally marry a chicken and follow a chicken, and marry a dog and follow a dog.

Entered the palace first, gained the trust of the sick prince, and then took his property and ran away. At that time, he would have a lot of ways to put oil on his feet. With his ability, he wanted to catch him, unless the other party planted his wings first.

When the time comes when he has funds, he will be able to thrive anywhere.

The future money-making plan has gone back and forth in his mind several times, and the smile on his face is as vivid as a modern beckoning cat.