Xiao Yi played with the orange.

He squinted at the Jiang girl, "Want to marry me?" ”

Jiang Ruru nodded nervously.

She was shy and timid, and her voice was like a gnat: "Although Ruru is far away in Shengjing, she has also heard the good name of the son." You conquered Yelang, overturned the case for the defense of the country, and defeated the criminal Xue Dingwei, you are a big hero in Ruru's mind. Marrying you, such as three lives are fortunate. ”

Concubine Jiang immediately praised: "What a good child! If it weren't for Qingyun and Qinghe having a marriage contract, I really wanted Ruru to be my daughter-in-law. ”

Although she dislikes Xiao Yi, the military power in Xiao Yi's hands is eye-catching.

As the saying goes, men conquer and women conquer men, if she is her niece, if she marries Xiao Yi, then she can conquer Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi will be closer to the Jiang family.

Princess Jing, that slut, will definitely be pissed to death.

Xiao Yi sneered: "I already have a marriage contract." ”

"If you don't mind."

"I don't mind."

Jiang Ruru: "......"

Aren't ordinary men all pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Why is Xiao Yi so straightforward?

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she lifted her face, her eyes welling with tears.

Xiao Yi sniffed the sweet and sour smell of the orange.

Since returning to Shengjing, King Jing, an old man, really thinks that he is his son.

It's just a matter of ending Lao Tzu's shelf, and he hasn't talked endlessly about disliking his marriage, so he has to give Jiang Ruru to him, and he is married to the Jiang family to be considered a good match, which is very annoying.

He came to see the Jiang family today just to make his words clear.

Thin lips pulled into a smile, and he said slowly: "Don't be afraid of Miss Jiang's jokes, the person who helped Weiguo overturn the case is the county lord of Baoyi, and the person who shot Xue Dingwei is also the county lord of Baoyi, and he has nothing to do with me." The big hero in your mind should be her. ”

Jiang Ruru: "......"

What does she think a female hero does?

She twisted the embroidered handkerchief and said coquettishly: "Your Royal Highness, if you are willing to do it." ”

Xiao Yi's identity is precious, what is he doing?

As long as you get married, there is always a chance to turn the tables.

is like her eldest aunt Jiang Guifei, although she is only a concubine, she is no different from the queen.

Another example is her second aunt, Concubine Jiang, although she is only a concubine, who in the palace does not regard her as a serious master?

If you stay up for a few more years, you may be able to survive the concubine's ascendancy.

Concubine Jiang's heart ached: "What a good child! This affection is that my aunt is distressed when she hears it, which man can't bear to refuse! ”

Xiao Yi said: "Miss Jiang, who do you think is beautiful compared to the county lord?" ”

Jiang Ruru: "The lord of Baoyi County is fragrant, so naturally she is better." But Master, don't judge people by their appearance. ”

"Then who do you think is richer or her?"

Jiang Ruru: "The Nan family is the richest man in Shu County, so naturally I can't talk to her." But Master, wealth is just a passing thing. ”

Xiao Yi chuckled.

He twisted the golden silk orange, "I am a very powerful person, you are not as beautiful as her, and you are not as rich as her, what do I want to marry you?" Are you ugly, or are you poor? Why, the Jiang family is so downtrodden that they need this son to help the poor? ”

People who have never dealt with him only feel that the prince of King Jing is as cold as ice and snow, which is called a high mountain.

But when I got acquainted, I realized how poisonous this person was.

Jiang Ruru is a girl, thin-skinned, the first time she came out to see her husband, she was disgusted for being ugly and poor in her family, and instantly covered her handkerchief with pear blossoms and rain.

"Nonsense!"

King Jing was furious.

He slapped the table suddenly, "Rebel, do you want to be angry with your old man?!" ”

The Jiang family's face was even more ugly.

In front of the two families, Xiao Yi put the golden silk orange on the round table.

He pressed down little by little with his palm, and the good golden tangerines were pressed into rotten orange cakes.

He got up and patted Prince Jing on the shoulder with his palm stained with orange juice.

He said softly: "I'm also an old person, I have nothing to do with your woman more, and I don't interfere with my children's affairs less." Look at Brother Chu Qingyun, what have you raised to be? ”

Finished, walked away.

King Jing stared at the brocade robe stained with orange juice, and was so angry that he smoked: "Xiao Yi, do you still want to enter the court as an official?!" If you dare to disobey this king, this king will tell you that you will not be able to enter the court for the rest of your life! ”

Xiao Yi is a feudal official.

But Sheng Jing didn't have a place for him.

Since he came here a few years ago, he has been idle in the house, fighting cocks and lackeys all day long.

Like a tiger with its claws removed.

Xiao Yi stopped.

He looked back and smiled casually: "I can't enter the court, it's not up to you." But if you and Mrs. Jiang dare to criticize my marriage, I promise, neither of us will be able to enter the court. In the future, it is also good to be three difficult brothers. ”

King Jing watched as he pushed the door open.

He was so angry that his hands trembled.

Mrs. Jiang is Xiao Yi's grandfather-level figure, he is Xiao Yi's father, where did Xiao Yi get his face, dare to call them "difficult brothers"?

"Your good son!"

He angrily reprimanded Princess Jing.

Princess Jing was happy to be alive, coughed lightly, and flatteringly peeled oranges for him.

Xiao Yi stepped out of the seat, and his face showed a touch of coldness.

The Shengjing court represents the central power.

It's just that this power is controlled by Mrs. Jiang, and even the appointment of officials is decided by him behind his back.

It is imperative to enter the court as an official, but he needs an opportunity to bypass Jiang Taifu.

There was a commotion downstairs.

He looked down.

More than a dozen old ladies with silver hair and skirts stepped into Yulouchun one after another.

They are all the ancestors of the official eunuchs, all of them are holding shelves, and their eyebrows are full of arrogance.

Yang Liu diligently invited them to the first row, "Old lady, please sit down, you must also know that the boss of the cold painting screen, Concubine Shu, made a bet with the boss of our Yulouchun, and bet on whose drama is more popular." If any theater loses, from now on, it will have to take off the signboard and do business in Dongfu Park with its tail between its legs. Now the judgment is in your hands. ”

The old ladies snorted from their nostrils.

The old lady Zhang sneered: "We, the old sisters, have listened to the drama for most of our lives. If you don't sing well, we won't buy it! Don't expect to cheat and bribe us! ”

Yang Liu smiled and should be.

Xiao Yi stepped into Nan Baoyi's seat.

The cold smoke hugged his Jiao Niang, who had not passed through the door, and one paw was ambiguously pinching Jiao Niang's cheek.

This vixen is eaten by both men and women.

He narrowed his eyes and stared unkindly at the cold smoke.

Han Yanliang regretfully let go of his hand.

Xiao Yi sat on Nan Baoyi's side, "Jiaojiao is betting with Shuli? ”

"yes."

Xiao Yi played with her thin braids, "Confident to win?" ”

Nan Baoyi: "No Sakura"

She is sure that young people will love her new drama.

But the old ladies are old, and it is unknown whether they can accept new things.

Xiao Yi smiled: "If you lose—"

"I won't lose." Nan Baoyi's eyes were shining, "The emperor will make a cameo appearance on the stage, and those old ladies sitting in the first row can definitely recognize the emperor." So guess they dare that this play is not good-looking? ”