The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

At the snow banquet, Yang Weitian's wife, who had never been there, asked Ji San to talk. Ji Mingshuang shook his head, thinking about how the Yang family was doing things in such a mess.

Ji Mingxi thought for a while: I'm afraid that in the future, my daughter-in-law will love her family and be considerate of the Yang family.

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This is to ruin the reputation of the Ji family in the circle of the children of the aristocratic family and the officials.

Look at how stingy the Ji family is, they will take back what they give out in the end.

And the main point is that she wants to prevent Ji Yunxi from finding her husband.

Remind everyone, if you want to marry the Ji family for money, you should pay attention.

The Ji family is very clear, and they will not let you take any loss. If you marry Ji Mingxi, you are afraid that you will not be able to get the last one.

Now, the five princes and one party do not want Ji Yunxi to settle down with her husband at all.

They waited for a month before Ji Yunxi was selected for the show and entered the palace to kill each other with the queen.

Intentionally sinister.

It should be Yang Weitian's little trick to pick up tricks and dismantle tricks.

Ji Mingxi said to Ji Yunxi, Yunniang, since that's the case, why don't we return the ones that Wei Tian gave to them.

Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows: Why? The Yang family defaulted first.

Ji Mingshuang also felt that he should pay it back, but his starting point was completely different from that of his eldest brother: You don't think it's disgusting for Yang Weitian to give it? I'm disgusting, you give him Yang Er, and my brother buys you the best one.

Ji Yunxi shook her head: No, I don't think so.

Ji Mingshuang looked down on these broken hairpins: But you don't have those hairpins.

Ji Yunxi: It's alright, leave it alone.

This is money, too, and it can always be used in the future.

Can't get along with money?

The money is real in the pocket, no matter who sent it.

Ji Yunxi sat down, took a sip of the hot tea the maid had just made, and said, Big brother, I want to marry the son of the Wu family.

Cough cough cough cough cough... Ji Mingshuang choked directly with a sip of tea.

Ji Mingxi also choked twice: Cough, cough, this, this child of Guanshan, did you like Yunniang at a glance?

Ji Yunxi glanced at Ji Ming and said, No, it's another parent, Wu Weian.

Ji Mingxi put down the tea cup: ?

Why did you change it?

He thought for a while: Pingjiang transferred over, the eldest son of the Ministry of Works member Wai Lang, Mr. Wu's family?

Ji Yunxi: Yes. I think he is very good

Ji Mingshuang, who had come over, sarcastically said: Where is it good? It's good to say nothing when you see people trembling? It's good to have a normal appearance? It's good to have no knowledge of the Four Books and Five Classics?

Ji Yunxi reminded: Seventh brother, you have no official position now.

Ji Mingshuang sneered: Let's watch the imperial examination next year, what's more, how old is Mr. Wu? Can you compare with me? How can they be worthy of such a small Wu family?

Ji Mingxi rebuked: Mingshuang, don't dislike the poor and love the rich.

Ji Yunxi agreed: That's right.

Ji Mingshuang replied: Big brother, my friends of Ji Mingshuang, from the royal family to the beggars and pawns, I have never disliked them, and they all treat each other with sincerity. But in her Ji San's marriage, I disliked the poor and loved the rich. Besides, that Wu Weian is really not good, big brother, you can see it at a glance, he is completely unable to support A Dou! I think our candied fruit servant will be more promising than him in the future!

Ji Yunxi pursed her lips and looked down at the vamp without saying a word.

She knew that the seventh brother was good for her.

But Wu Weian is really promising in the future.

Ji Ming pondered for a moment and persuaded: Yunniang, your seventh brother has always had a good vision. Since he said that the young master of the Wu family is not good, it must be reasonable. In this way, I will let Master Wu bring the son of the family to the mansion to meet you. Besides, The Wu family has just arrived in Beijing for a few days, and all aspects need to be settled, so presumably they won’t be able to set up a marriage so soon. Good things come and go, so don’t be in a hurry. Yunniang, what do you think?”

It's too slow. Ji Yunxi stood up, I asked the matchmaker to come over. I'll go to the Wu family to propose marriage in a while.

Two brothers: ???

After speaking, Ji Yunxi turned around and left quickly.

Ji Mingshuang was furious: Ji San, stop for me!

Ji Yunxi took off and ran.

Ji Mingshuang immediately chased after him.

Ji Mingxi listened to the two brothers and sisters scolding each other outside the house, sighed long, and decided to take a sip of tea to suppress the shock.

Chapter 6 Thighs are short of money

The Wu family had only been in Shangjing for ten days, and rented a house in Xinchangfang, which was near the gate of the city.

This house was chosen by the housekeeper for a long time.

Just to meet the housing problem of the whole family, there is not more than one room.

Even more outrageous.

The dignified young master in the family can only live with the servants in the courtyard at the back.

Wu Weian's room is not small, but all the furniture in it has an air of poverty and shabbyness.

It can only meet basic survival problems, but cannot meet aesthetic needs.

There are more than a dozen people in the family, and there are only four servants.

One does laundry, one cooks, and one cleans.

There is only one person left in charge, gān other things besides the above.

At this moment, the round-faced steward who was nearly fifty years old brought someone in: Young Master, the person has arrived.

After speaking, he threw away the person who came, closed the door and left.

The Wu family could not afford a charcoal fire, and the room was frozen like an ice cellar.

Wu Weian wrapped a quilt and sat on a wooden bench drinking cold water.

In his sixtieth year, his hair is gray, but his head is full of spirit.

Ah! The old man wrapped the cloak around him, It's so cold in your room.