When Ji heard these four words, his heart shook suddenly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Yu Wenxuan's indifferent and disgusted eyes immediately appeared in front of her eyes, and she only felt that her back was cold for three points.

Seeing that her mother didn't speak, Wang Jing was a little flustered, leaned over to Ji's side, raised her head and asked her cautiously: "Mother, is it not good to conceive Wang Shizi?" ”

Well, how bad! King Huai has never been married in his life, just such a son, the baby is like something, outsiders who don't know the inside story can't see that he is not his own at all, and there is no need to worry about glory and wealth.

In addition, there is also a very important benefit, there is that King Huai has no interest in the position of prince, and he doesn't care about it at all, and it doesn't matter who is the next emperor.

For example, today's situation seems to be solid on the surface, but if you carefully consider the strength of all parties, you can immediately find that there are many people around the emperor.

Not to mention the prince who has been waiting for the opportunity to move, the other princes are also stupid-stupid-desire-move, cultivating party henchmen in the court, forming gangs, and raising a bunch of doormen under the curtain. But the real danger is not these Yuwen clans, but the prime minister Feng clan.

Feng Hai is a scheming person, he has been an official in the court for more than 20 years, and he has climbed up step by step, and he has been sitting in the position of prime minister for eight years, and there is no sign of moving his nest at all.

During this period, he gradually controlled most of the real power in the DPRK and China, and a large part of the civil and military generals were members of the Feng Party. And Feng Hai's eldest son, Feng Qiancheng, is not inferior to the prince in terms of appearance and temperament, and often secretly argues with them, and even surpasses many royal families in terms of food and clothing.

In such an environment, King Huai can be alone, only know pleasure and do not ask about the government, it is a wise move, if you marry such a family, become the wife of the son, no matter how the world changes in the future, you will not suffer.

All this is excellent, but Yu Wenxuan's eyes and deeds make Ji Shi feel quite guilty, she is not worried that Yu Wenxuan will lose power, but that he is too sharp, the city is too deep, and it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Wang Jing watched Ji's face change several times, sometimes thinking and sometimes frowning, and she also became nervous.

Ji Shi found his daughter's longing eyes, and suddenly felt a little distressed, held her hand and stroked it carefully, and whispered: "Okay, of course it's good to have a prince." ”

"Mother, you agreed?!" Wang Jing's mood went straight from apprehension, and her dead face suddenly became vivid.

Ji smiled helplessly, sighed and said, "I agree, what's the use!" Jing'er, after all, Yu Wenxuan is a royal person, unless he asks him to propose it himself, he will ask the emperor to give him a marriage. Our family is just a general's mansion, and if we want to climb up to others, we have to think of a way. ”

When Wang Jing heard this, Lang Jun in the dream in front of her seemed to be about to leave all of a sudden, and hurriedly said: "Isn't the saint going to crown Daddy as the general of Zhenguo, that is the official rank of Zhengyipin, not to mention Daddy's great military achievements, this is an indelible fact!" ”

"Yes, your father's career will always get better in the future, but why don't you want to think about it, he has such military exploits, and it is all planned by the eldest young master."

"Him?" Wang Jing's face showed a hint of disgust, and she glanced away, "What ...... can that cripple have?"

Ji Shi sneered, and looked in the direction of the Xiuwen Academy outside the window with cold eyes: "His leg is crippled, but his brain is not crippled." Your father knows only bravery, but he has little strategy, and most of the credit for defeating the traitor is his. I understand the truth, how can the emperor not understand? As long as your father becomes the general of Zhenguo, the emperor will definitely give him a reward, and when the time comes, will there still be a place for us in this mansion? ”

"The prince is not a simple person, he will never choose such a powerless, powerless and supportless you. If you want to succeed, you first have to help your brother take over the family! ”

What is the current situation of the dynasty, what is the iron horse Jingo, Wang Jing didn't listen, she only knew that if Wang Luan became the head of the family, then she would be able to marry the prince of Huaiwang, and nodded fiercely at the moment.

"On weekdays, I always thought that he only knew how to endure blindly, but I didn't expect him to dare to disobey me in Huaiwangfu today! It was not easy to insert the Hanyu who went in like this, these people are really cunning! I originally wanted Luan'er to take over everything in the mansion and send him to another garden, but now it seems that he can't stay. ”

Ji Shi turned the rubellite gilt ring in his hand, and his expression kept changing.

"Rong's mother." She shouted softly, "After a few days of purge, you can take someone to get ready." ”

Ji said lightly, Wang Jing's eyes were shining, she knew that when her mother spoke like this, she was ready to do it, since she was a child, she had seen countless aunts and sisters being knocked down and eliminated one by one, and she actually felt very happy, and in the face of the upcoming things, she was a little more looking forward to it.

A few days later.

In the Xiuwen Temple, Jing Yan was sitting in the bamboo forest next to the courtyard and playing the piano. The strength of her hand is very great, and the repertoire she plays is not as graceful and tender as the usual boudoir family, and she whispers a thousand words, but is sonorous and powerful, and Zheng Zheng has the momentum of Jin Ge waving and ten thousand horses galloping.

The melody is like a tide to a rushing place, and then suddenly tightened, reminiscent of the fall of two soldiers on the battlefield, and the cruel and straightforward bloody picture comes to the face. Standing behind him, Bai Li couldn't help but feel that his chest was stagnant, as if the sound of the piano could invade his body, devour his heart and bones, and sink you deep into an ambush on all sides.

However, soon, the tune changed tone, and the tone was extremely high, tactful and poignant, as if a woman's crying made people's hearts beat and was really not pleasant.

Bai Li swallowed his saliva, but found that the eldest young master sitting not far away had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was intoxicated by the sound of music, which was really incomprehensible. If Chu Qing was here, she would still be able to spit out a few bad words, but Miss let her do things, and she could only force herself to understand the content of the tune.

After all, Wang Song is a person who has been on the battlefield, and he is very interested in such a song. At first, it sounded rough and not delicate, but after a long time, he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, until the string tone broke suddenly, and Wang Song seemed to return to the pain of broken legs, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that Jing Yan was looking at him with a smile.

She is wearing a water-colored skirt at the moment, beautiful and elegant, her translucent skin seems to be integrated with the scenery around her, but the faint pear vortex on her face makes this too plain picture vivid. In a trance, Wang Song actually had the urge to walk over and hold her face. But he quickly shook his head, holding back his thoughts.

"What is the husband thinking?"

Qingling's voice came, and Wang Song's face hooked up a warm smile: "Saying it is just to increase Mrs. Fu's troubles." ”

"There are enough troubles, it doesn't hurt to add another one," Jing Yanming Baili put away the piano, slowly walked behind Wang Song, and pushed him into the scorching sun, "I heard a story where two people with troubles got together and told each other about their troubles, and finally found that each other's troubles were actually their own solutions. ”

Wang Song's eyebrows moved, and he raised his head and said, "Oh? Madame is trying to help me solve these problems? ”

Jing Yan raised her head, and the noon sun spread unscrupulously on her body, but she didn't seem to feel dazzling: "I mean, the scorching sun can't wait to come, and it's better to solve your husband's troubles as soon as possible, and you can't wait until someone helps you solve the problem." ”

Just as he was talking about this, he saw Ah Cheng, who had been guarding outside, running in in a hurry.

"Young Master, Young Madam, Mother Rong has brought a group of people over here!"