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Jiang Siming suddenly glanced at Wang Yun, who had not spoken. In addition to a righteous daughter, Diao Chan, Wang Yun actually had a daughter.

This is what Diao Chan told him, because Wang Yun's own daughter looks different from ordinary people and often makes people laugh.

Therefore, Wang Yun never talked about it, and kept his daughter in the mansion to prevent anyone from seeing anyone.

"Wang Situ, don't you also have a daughter in your family? Why don't you report it?" Jiang Siming asked.

When I asked, all the ministers around were suffocating a smile, but didn't dare to laugh.

And Wang Yun was also embarrassed, and he continued: "Thanks to the prime minister, Wang Yun does have a biological daughter, but..."

"But what?" Jiang Siming asked curiously.

"It's just that the little girl has a strange appearance and a rough body shape, making it difficult to be the queen candidate." Wang Yun confessed honestly.

Jiang Siming's eyes brightened, and he pretended to be very angry and said: "We are a fair selection. You can't just look at your appearance. I will take Diao Chan to the palace and meet her someday."

"So... then trouble the Prime Minister."

Wang Yun could only agree, and at the same time he was a little bit lucky, in case he was hit...

A few days later, Jiang Siming personally came to Dong Cheng's mansion.

Dong Cheng and his whole family greeted him early.

"See the Prime Minister!"

When Dong Cheng's family saw Jiang Siming, they immediately saluted and shouted in unison.

A girl standing behind Dong Cheng secretly looked at the youngest prime minister in history.

The girl stared, just in time to meet Jiang Siming's eyes.

Looking away like an electric shock, the girl's cheeks were instantly red, and her head dropped in a panic.

"Comrade Dong, you don't need to be polite, just get up."

Jiang Siming said kindly, Dong Cheng quickly thanked him and brought Jiang Siming into the Dong's mansion.

"Dong Cheng, your mansion is really exquisite, with small bridges and flowing water, which is quite beautiful in the south."

After strolling around Dong's Mansion, Jiang Siming smiled and said to Dong Cheng beside him.

Dong Cheng smiled and said, "The prime minister laughed. In fact, many of the furnishings in this mansion were conceived by the little girl for the servant to do."

"Oh? It seems that Dong Qianjin has a good way to take care of the family." Jiang Siming applauded.

Dong Chengxi smiled at the watch, and quietly said: "Then you have to ask the Prime Minister to say a few words before your Majesty. If your Majesty can call the little girl to see him, it would be even better."

The corner of Jiang Siming's mouth raised, and said: "If Ling Qianjin really looks like a mother of the country, I will naturally help more, but I have not seen Ling Qianjin before."

When Dong Cheng heard it, he immediately shouted behind him: "Xuan'er, come here!"

Among the Dong family's entourage, the girl who had previously met Jiang Siming stepped out.

Seeing Jiang Siming, the blush on his face remained unresolved, and he lowered his head and dared not raise his head.

"The prime minister, this is the little girl Dong Xuan. She is fifteen years old and is about the same age as your Majesty. It's time for marriage."

In ancient times, girls were precocious, and many people married when they were fourteen.

It's not a puppies love. The girls in ancient times developed fast, and the age of fourteen is the same as the current girl of eighteen or nineteen.

Fifteen years old is equal to early twenties, so we cannot look at the problems here with modern eyes.

Dong Cheng introduced it hard, but Dong Xuan lowered his head and was at a loss.

Hearing that Dong Cheng was about to betroth him to the emperor, Dong Xuan felt a little resistance for the first time.

In the past, she always thought in her heart that her parents ordered her to be a matchmaker, and that she would marry whoever her father wanted her to marry.

But just in the first ten minutes, her mentality began to change.

Jiang Siming looked at Dong Xuan who was standing in front of him, and said, "You raise your head."

Hearing the words, Dong Xuan carefully lifted his head, revealing a face with picturesque brows and a lot of water.

nice!

It's really beautiful!

Jiang Siming glanced at it. Although this girl was a little worse than Diao Chan and Qiao Zi, but she was definitely not much worse.

It's no wonder that to become Liu Xie's favorite wife, it's a pity that the beauty is fateful.

Historically, this Dong Xuan was brutally murdered by Boss Cao because he had Liu Xie's heirs. Boss Cao couldn't let Liu Xie have descendants.

And Jiang Siming would not allow Liu Xie to have a queen either.

This is a matter of principle. He and Boss Cao are on the same front.

If Dong Xuan also becomes a queen, Jiang Siming will definitely be a killer in the future, even if it doesn't help, she will have to be a trafficker.

(Reader: scumbag! Bah!)

But from another perspective, if Liu Xie has descendants, then the rule of the Han Jiangshan will continue.

When they are princes, they will never turn around. Who will allow it?

Jiang Siming couldn't bear it just to see that such a beautiful and lovely girl Dong Xuan would die in his hands in the future.

"Dong Xuan, have you read the book?" Jiang Siming asked.

Dong Xuan replied weakly: "Back to the prime minister, the young woman Dong Xuan had her father ask her husband to teach poems and etiquette since she was a child."

"Have you studied Female Red?"

"Back to the prime minister, Dong Xuan knows a little bit about female celebrity, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting." Dong Xuan dare not hide his answer.

Dong Cheng interrupted beside him: "The prime minister, the little girl is also good at singing, especially in "The Book of Songs", "Ji Yu" and other actors."

Jiang Siming was taken aback, and said with some interest: "I really want to listen to a song, I wonder if there is such an honor?"

"That's natural, the little girl has to rely on the prime minister for life-long events, so let people have a banquet for the little girl to prepare."

After Dong Cheng finished speaking, he hurried to let someone make arrangements.

Not long after, Jiang Siming sat down in the living room of the Dong's House after visiting Dong's Mansion.

Jiang Siming sat in the main seat, and Dong Cheng and important figures in the Dong family were accompanied by him.

The food in the Han Dynasty was pretty good, and they were very sanitary.

Jiang Siming's case table was full of dishes, accompanied by a wine maid.

Dian Wei was standing behind Jiang Siming without leaving.

"Today, the Prime Minister's presence in Dong's Mansion really makes Dong's mansion brilliant. Dong Cheng respects his work first. Please, the Prime Minister!"

Jiang Siming naturally did not refuse, and had a drink with Dong Cheng.

It's just that Dong Cheng's wine is too bad, too ugly.

Fortunately, Jiang Siming asked Dian Wei to bring up the liquor he just brought. After a few hiccups, all the people at the banquet were poured...

"Lord, haha, these guys are too useless, they won't work for three drinks." Dianwei laughed haha.

Jiang Siming gave him a funny look, and said, "If you drink too much, go and let someone take them back to rest, we just happened to be back."

"Oh." Dian Wei walked out after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, Dong Xuan happened to be performing in front of the hall.

Don't look at Tie Hanhan, Dian Wei, but sometimes things happen.

"The Dong family are all drunk, let your servants carry everyone away, and you can go in and behave well to the prime minister."

Dian Wei didn't give Dong Xuan a chance to respond, so he slipped away.

Then everyone in the banquet hall was taken away, only Dong Xuan entered the banquet hall, holding a guqin in his hand.

Jiang Siming was about to leave. He was a little surprised to see Dong Xuan, but then sat back safely.