Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

After three years, he can finally repay what he owes his father and sixth uncle.

"But the emperor?? Wouldn't it be inappropriate for the empress dowager to marry? This is an unprecedented precedent!"

Wan Shangshu raised his head and looked at him with a bitter look. The Ministry of Rites is indeed responsible for these matters. The problem is that he has never been responsible for it, and he has never heard of the Queen Mother's marriage, and it has to be in accordance with the standards of the Queen Mother. do, this? ? It's too absurd.

"What? Don't you want to disobey the last emperor's edict?"

His eyes narrowed dangerously, Yan Xiaoming's aura suddenly changed, and Wan Shangshu was so frightened that he knelt down: "Weichen dare not!"

Today, he was so frightened that he was severely reprimanded by the emperor before, but now he has been charged by the emperor for disobeying the emperor's decree. Seeing this, the others did not dare to stand up and seek death, even if they were dissatisfied. If the emperor, like when he first ascended the throne, would have the Imperial Forest Army be pulled out and beheaded, who would they be crying for?

"Precedents are all set by people. If they didn't exist before, it doesn't mean they can't have them now and in the future. This edict was established in the testimony of the old patriarch of the Yan family and the prince regent. Since it is the intention of the late emperor, I must Act according to the order, this matter is settled like this, Zhao An, and then go to Weiyuan Houfu to announce the order, and let them start to prepare all matters for marrying their father. thing."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xiaoming left with a flick of his sleeves, leaving a room with shocking transition, and the ministers who could not return to God for a long time.

"Brother Rui is returning to the palace or Jingyun Villa today?"

Others couldn't react, but it didn't mean that Ling Jinghan and others who knew about it couldn't react. The villa group outside the city had already been built. Ling Jingxuan personally named it Jingyun Villa. Now they basically live outside the city. Song Gengniu and his wife voluntarily stayed as guards, and everyone else moved into the capital. At first, everyone was afraid that they would not get used to it. After moving into Jingyun Villa, they slowly realized that no matter how their identities changed, they were still them, and they had nothing at all. Change.

"Jingyun Villa!"

Isn't the answer obvious? His wife and children are all outside the city, so how could he stay in the empty palace alone?

"Then I'll leave the yamen later and go back. The township exam is about to start. I have to go back to cheer up Xiaowen and the others these days. I'll be taking the exam before I'm ten years old. I'm really ashamed of being the second uncle!"

As the two walked, they said that the little buns will be ten years old at the end of this year. Last year, the teacher from the college suggested that Xiaowen should take the Tongsheng exam. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t pass the exam, it’s just a matter of accumulating experience. Who knows, Xiaowu and the others are all in high spirits. They went to join in the fun, and everyone was admitted to Tongsheng. Ling Wen, who had vowed to become a high-ranking official when he was a child, was admitted with a good score of first place. No, they were happy and wanted to take the test again. Talented, that group of children, more and more incredible.

Chapter 508 Little Fat Ji'er's Shocking Means

Three years later, the capital has not changed much, but outside the city has changed a lot. The Xuansheng Pharmaceutical Factory, Ling's Brewing Winery, Jam and Vinegar Factory, and Mushroom Production and Processing Factory spanned from Dongcheng Gate to Xicheng Gate. As well as the Baiyun Pavilion production factory, each factory covers a very large area, and the products produced are in short supply, and because their workers are recruited nearby, the wages are also very considerable, which greatly reduces the cost of the common people. The people in the vicinity of the capital now have food, drink, and savings. Children don’t need money to study. The most difficult problem of seeing a doctor in the past has also been solved.

And the most coveted is the peculiarly-shaped building complex not far from the East City Gate. People only know that it is called Jingyun Villa, which is the property of Prince Sheng’s husband. The people living in it are either rich or expensive. In fact, Jingyun Villa is just like a forest villa complex in modern society. Except for the various trees that can be seen inside the fence, there are many two-story buildings with the same appearance in the center. From the outside to the inside, Layer upon layer, in addition, between each house, there are stone tables and stone chairs specially created by Ling Jingxuan for rest, horizontal bars and parallel bars for fitness, etc. There is also a small playground in the middle, just in the middle of several houses. In the central area, there are all kinds of amusement facilities, such as real stone-carved wooden piles, artificial swimming pools and other things for children to play.

"Daddy, Daddy?"

In the simple and spacious hall, a little fat Miner who was less than one meter ran in from the outside with his bare buttocks, followed by an adult giant panda. He was discussing with Sikong Jue in the hall to open a hospital in Jinzhou. Ling Jingxuan raised his head, only to see the white and tender little fat Min'er wearing a thin down vest and open crotch pants, the younger son hurried in, his chubby little hands seemed to be still there? ? What are you holding under your crotch? ?

If he read it right, he was catching his little jījī, right? Ling Jingxuan only felt that his forehead was dark, what the hell is going on with this little ancestor? Since he knew how to walk, he has never been worried. Originally, when he was two years old, he should no longer wear open-crotch pants, but he kept shouting that Xiao Que Que was uncomfortable, and he would rather sit down and put the crotch in the open space instead of wearing a closed crotch. Pants, everyone in the family loves him like it hurts like something, it's useless for him to oppose it alone, and in the end he can only be left to him, which is why he is still wearing open-crotch pants when he is over three years old, and is naked all day. The root cause of the butt slut.

"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you that my brother and the others are going to take the exam soon, so I'll be reading books at home for the past two days, so that you don't make any noise?"

After catching the rushing Xiaopeng Zheng, Ling Jingxuan pinched his little nose angrily. If Xiaowen Xiaowu and Yan Shengrui were carved out of the same mold, then the little dumpling was carved out of the same mold as him. Hereditary Since his phoenix eyes are not as big as the peach blossom eyes in the room, they have a different flavor.

In addition, the facial features are good-looking, and they are white and chubby. I don't know how much it hurts.

"Oh, people forgot?? No, Dad, look, a big discovery, a big discovery."

As soon as he said it, Xiao Tuanzi was decisively guilty, but he quickly backed away and pointed his legs between his legs. Ling Jingxuan squatted down strangely, and Sikong Jue on the other side also came over curiously. The two looked at him. After looking around, I didn't see any difference. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "What do you want us to see? There's nothing."

Except for his little jījī who hangs outside all year round, he really has nothing.

"Daddy is stupid!"

Bai Nenenen's little face wrinkled slightly, and then the little dumpling reached out and grabbed his little bird, pointed to the middle area and said excitedly: "Look, there's a mole on my little bird!"

"Bump?"

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Jingxuan and Sikong Jue both fell to the ground and died in battle. How can anyone show a mole on their little jījī to show it to others? Ling Jingxuan, who was coaxing outside, was once again defeated by his own son.

"What's wrong? Daddy, brother Jue, little dumplings, what are you doing?"

A handsome young man wearing a white shirt and estimated to be about 160 cm came downstairs. He is none other than the former eighth prince. Now the eldest son of the family, Yan Xiaobei, is now thirteen years old. , The body is pumping very fast, and it is not much shorter than Ling Jingxuan. Last year, he participated in the Juren exam with Zhang Yang and won the title of understanding Yuan in one fell swoop. This year, he will participate in the triennial chūn 闱 with Zhang Yang.

"Big brother, big brother, come and see, there is a mole on the little bird!"

Seeing the eldest brother, Xiao Tuanzi resolutely left his dead father and ran over, showing off his moles again and again. Yan Xiaobei, who was walking towards them, stumbled and almost fell to the ground without falling forward. After the figure was full of black lines, he squatted down and used the heavyweight meat dumpling: "Cough cough?? The small dumpling is so powerful, there is actually a mole on the bird."

Accustomed to pampering him, Yan Xiaobei praised him "with no conscience". The corner of Ling Jingxuan's mouth, who had already sat down again, couldn't help twitching wildly. He quickly took a teacup and took a sip to suppress his shock, okay? ?

"Of course, you don't have big brother, only I have it, the little dumpling is great!"

"Cough cough?"

The little dumpling put his hands on his hips with pride on his face. Ling Jingxuan and Sikong Jue, who had just taken a sip of tea, both sprayed them out, causing the two of them to cough. Let him continue to muddy, and they will soon lose their lives.

"Cough cough?? I said, why does your son care so much about a mole all of a sudden?"

The confused Sikong Jue asked with a dark face, who did he provoke? After sitting down for woolen yarn, it didn't take long for the little dumpling to go crazy for a while?

"How do I know? The little ancestor plays one game a day, and I can't stand it anymore."

Ling Jingxuan, who was also embarrassed, rolled his eyes angrily. "Daddy, little dumplings, what are you doing?"