[Qingchuan Space+Red Mansion] Qingluan is a thing in the pool

After getting the answer she wanted, Mrs. Wang did not leave Dajue Temple immediately, but led Wang Xifeng to burn a few more sticks of incense, added a lot of sesame oil and money, and then slowly left in the sedan chair she had brought.

After returning to the palace, Wang once again warned Mama Zhang not to tell anyone what she overheard in Dajue Temple.After Mrs. Zhang reassured her again and again, Wang's heart relaxed, and she said to Mrs. Zhang with a smile.

"Mom, don't blame me for saying the same thing many times. It's just that my heart is at a loss. I don't know when this master will come back. I should be happy to be promoted, but the master always..."

Before Wang could finish her sentence, a male voice suddenly interjected. "Master always what?"

After a closer look, it turned out that the prince Teng came back.I saw him holding the door curtain with one hand, looking at himself with a half-smile.

Wang's mouth curled, and Zhang's mother went to the next room to take care of Wang Xiluan.

Mama Zhang left with a smile, and Wang pursed her lips and hummed. "What are you talking about? You leave early and return late. If Ben Fujin didn't know what you were doing, I would have thought you had a concubine outside."

Wang Ziteng couldn't laugh or cry, and it took a long while before he said dumbfounded. "Emotions are in your eyes, and husband is that kind of person."

"I didn't say that."

Wang held up a round fan as if to hit Wang Ziteng.

Wang Ziteng didn't dodge, just took a bite with a smile, then sat on the beauty couch in the room, and asked uncomfortably. "Today, didn't you use Feng'er and Na Lian'er's birth date to criticize, what's the result?"

Wang told Wang Ziteng what the abbot said, and Wang Ziteng said disapprovingly after hearing it. "Isn't it □□sha, just be careful. And it doesn't mean that Feng'er can just restrain him."

"That's right."

Wang raised his hand and poured a cup of tea to Wang Ziteng. After Wang Ziteng took it, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully for Wang Ziteng, and finally said with concern and complaints. "The affairs of this yamen are really so busy. Look at you, you have lost weight during this period of time."

"It is indeed very busy. Recently, the Holy Majesty has had trouble sleeping and eating because of the abolition of the crown prince, and the courtiers are clamoring for the crown prince to be re-established..."

"Ah, what did the Holy Majesty say?"

"The Holy Majesty has not stated his position...so the court has been in chaos these few days." Wang Ziteng seemed to be thinking about something, paused, and Fang continued. "I looked at it coldly. The Holy Majesty seemed to have other plans, but I couldn't figure it out. Daughter-in-law, what do you think the Holy Majesty wants to do?"

"Ask me what this woman is doing with these things." After Wang Ziteng gave Wang Ziteng a look, she lowered her head and thought, and it took a while before she opened her mouth. "You said that the Holy Majesty has not expressed his position, so the old man must not want to re-establish the crown prince. Acridine, I almost forgot, I heard today..." Mrs. Wang shared what she and Zhang's mother overheard about the criticism of King Yongjun. The life told Wang Ziteng.

Wang Ziteng straightened his face and asked in horror. "What you said is true."

"That's still fake." Wang's face was also solemn, she thought about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to her mind, and she asked Wang Ziteng. "What kind of errand is this Yongjun prince?"

"In the Ministry of History..." Wang Ziteng nodded as if realizing something, but at this moment he heard Wang's continued bombing. "I not only asked the abbot to approve Feng'er and Na Lian'er, but also asked the abbot to approve the birthdays of Jia Yuanchun and my daughter Jing."

"What did the abbot say?" Wang Ziteng asked anxiously.

Wang replied. "Then Jia Yuanchun has a noble life, but it's a pity that this expensive is like a flash in the pan. Although expensive, it doesn't last long. As for my daughter Jing..." Wang was obviously very happy, and her voice was full of laughter.Just listen to what Wang said. "The abbot said that my daughter-in-law is Qingluan who entered the world, and her life is beyond words."

"real!"

Wang Ziteng was obviously very happy when he heard what Wang said.

Wang Ziteng thought over the information Wang told him today, and finally he made such a decision. "Now that the crown prince has been abolished, all the princes are eager to move. Among them, the elder brother and the third elder brother are the most violent. I think they will not get well. As for King Yong, Madam, you don't want to talk about me today. I haven't noticed yet, these four elder kings of Yongjun usually don't show their mountains and rivers and only know how to work hard. Although they have won the title of cool history, Peter is the Sacred Heart. The so-called competition between the crane and the clam, the fisherman's profit, I think this Yongjun king Maybe you can't make it to the end." After a pause, Wang Ziteng said with some hesitation. "It's just that there is too much age difference between him and my daughter Jing."

Mrs. Wang still nodded when she heard the previous words, but the last sentence made Mrs. Wang want to roll her eyes.

In fact, Wang did the same, she reached out and pinched Wang Ziteng's waist, and said angrily. "What nonsense are you talking about? Could it be that the king of Yongjun has no descendants..." The abbot said that the king of Yongjun has the appearance of a real dragon, but his blessings and longevity are not thick.Now that Mr. Yong has passed his age, when Jing's daughter grows up and has entered her old age, marrying him, isn't it obvious that she will enjoy a few years of blessings and then become a living widow.Pooh, Prince Teng, do you curse your daughter like that?

Wang gave Wang Ziteng a displeased look, pursed her mouth, and said. "Isn't it possible that the king of Yongjun has no heirs? The fate of my daughter Jing's phoenix must be due to him. Your brain, is it true that you have practiced martial arts and become stupid?"

Wang Ziteng laughed loudly, took Wang's white eyes as winks, and accepted them all.In the end, Wang Ziteng grabbed Wang's shoulders and bit her face.

Wang's face blushed, and she repeatedly hit him with her hands.

"What are you doing~ old and unscrupulous."

Wang-shi spat, then thought of something, straightened her body, Wang-shi leaned in Wang Ziteng's arms, and said in a low voice. "At the beginning I took Mama Zhang with me, and the two heard it together. Although I later warned Mama Zhang not to talk nonsense, I still have my heart..."

Wang Ziteng frowned and asked. "But the nanny your mother gave you."

Wang Shi nodded, so Wang Ziteng relaxed his frown.

"It's easy to handle," Wang Ziteng said. "Just find a chance and let her die of illness."

Wang Ziteng's calm appearance caused Wang to look sideways, and he nodded heavily after a long time. "I see." Only the dead can keep secrets forever.

Wang Ziteng and Wang talked for a while, then turned off the lights and fell asleep.After a few months, Mrs. Wang found an opportunity and poisoned Zhang's mother with a dose of medicine.Because Zhang's mother died of wind-cold disease on the surface, Zhang's daughter Chunhua didn't see anything wrong.After receiving the 50 taels of silver from Wang's family, Chunhua asked the fake sackcloth and filial piety to bury Zhang's mother.

The days pass day by day, autumn goes and spring comes.In a blink of an eye, it is another year of autumn.

Now Wang Xiluan is one and a half years old, and he can already articulate and speak clearly.The pink and jade-carved little face and the soft and immature child's voice make Wang fall in love with her every time she sees and hears it, like a pearl like a treasure.

On this day, Wang Ziteng left the court early, first went to Rongyang Courtyard to visit Wang Shishi, and then went back to the Main Courtyard, preparing to play with Wang Xiluan, who is now able to call Ama.

Seeing the prince entering the house, Mrs. Wang quickly put down the needle and thread in her hand, went up to him, untied his half-wet cloak, and called Mo Ju, who was waiting outside the house, to pour hot water in the small kitchen, and personally poured hot water from the carved rosewood wood. He rummaged through the closet to find clean clothes and put them on for Wang Ziteng.

Mo Ju lifted the curtain, came in with a pot of hot water, and put it on the small table in the room.

Wang took a towel and soaked it in hot water. After wringing it dry, Wang put the towel on Wang Ziteng's face.

"Look at you, it's half wet when you come back recently. Although the weather is still cool now, but when you get up early in the morning, it's foggy, so you're not afraid of getting cold." Wang said to Wang Ziteng, then raised her head, and told Mo Lan to go to the small The kitchen is cooking ginger soup.

Mo Lan backed away with a smile, and after a while came back with a cup of steaming ginger soup.

Mo Ju took it, scooped up a bowl of ginger soup with a small spoon, put it on the small table that had been packed, and pulled Mo Lan away.

"Recently, the old man's health is getting worse and worse. I'm thinking that this draft will probably be cancelled." Wang Ziteng drank the ginger soup in one gulp, and smiled with a hint of malice.

Hearing this, Wang raised her eyebrows in surprise. "It's cancelled. What about Miss Yuan, the second roommate of the Jia Mansion? I remember she's 14 years old now."

"What else can I do?" Wang Ziteng said disapprovingly. "If this year doesn't work, there will be a next one. If you can't delay, you can marry yourself. Although she is only the eldest daughter of the second wife of the Jia family, the two families of the Jia family have not separated. You can still marry a good family with the title of eldest granddaughter, of course there is no hope for the clan."

"Can this Jia Wang be willing..." She bowed her head in front of Jia Shi and Jia Huang for so long, and she expected Jia Yuanchun to soar into the sky after the draft to make her feel proud and shameful. Now the draft has been cancelled. , Can Jia Wang be reconciled to this?

"It's not a question of whether she is willing or not." Wang Ziteng sneered, "Time is fate. This is fate and one should accept fate."

"Will she be the one who accepts her fate?"

Wang's intuition told her that Jia Wang would definitely act as a demon, but seeing Wang Ziteng's indifferent appearance, Wang could only swallow the words back to his stomach, and spoke instead. "Tomorrow I want to go to Dajue Temple to burn incense, so you can go with me."

Tomorrow's rest, Wang Ziteng had invited a few familiar colleagues to go hunting, but seeing Wang's seldom opening his mouth, Wang Ziteng hesitated for a while, and then agreed.

Wang was delighted, so she excitedly searched for the clothes she would wear when she went out tomorrow. Seeing this, Wang Ziteng laughed dumbfounded, and could only say a word, woman, woman, then shook his head, sat on the edge of the slump, and teased the woman who had just fallen asleep. Waking up, Wang Xiluan was rubbing his eyes with his fat little palm.

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