Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Jingxuan, is it appropriate for Xiaowen and the others to wear this kind of clothes for marriage? The Supreme Emperor of Renxi Kingdom is coming, wouldn't it be too rude?"

Although it was his precious son who got married, Ling Jingxuan still acted as a hands-off shopkeeper, and all the trivial matters of the wedding were left to the Ling Wang sisters, Concubine Yun and others, but Ling Jingxuan drew the patterns for the wedding dresses of the two children himself. Jiāo made it for the embroidery room. When he saw the finished product, Ling Wang couldn't help but hesitate. Ling Jingxuan asked him to make two sets of improved button suits. It is not that Ling Wang and others have never seen this style of clothes. When Yan Si Lingyun got married, he wore a similar one, but the problem is that this time the colors are one black and one white. For Ling Wang and others, who traditionally think that black and white are only suitable for funeral places, it is a little bit different. Can not accept.

"No, didn't Yan Si and the others still make a good story when they wore white wedding dresses? Haven't you seen the Taishang Huangshuang and his wife? Maybe our innovation will make them happy?"

Ling Jingxuan, who was teasing with his daughter, didn't care at all. Who stipulated that the wedding dress must be bright red? Don't tell him anything auspicious and unlucky, if he really believes in those, then he is not Ling Jingxuan.

"Can Yan Silingyun get married and Xiao Wenshangqing get married? No, I don't mean to underestimate anyone. It's mainly because Yan Si and the others get married that our family is happy. It doesn't matter what we do, as long as you young people are happy. But the marriage of Xiaowen and Shangqing is almost related to the marriage between the two countries, so we can't mess around."

Compared with her son's immobility, Ling Wang's mouth was bubbling with anxiety. Wang Jinyu, who had remarried to General Ye two years ago, couldn't help laughing with Concubine Yun. Their old sister did this every time, but every time. The next time was inexplicably fooled by Jing Xuan. This kind of thing had happened several times, and she still didn't seem to realize it.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with the Emperor Taishang of the Western Kingdom? You are also the Queen Mother of our family."

"Go, go, don't put a hat on me, let people hear that I'm going to be beheaded."

"Who dares? My prince will kill him!"

"Jing Xuan?!"

"Ha ha..."

The conversation between the mother and son ended because of Yan Shengrui's sudden intervention. In name, they had returned to the town king's mansion. In fact, Zeng Shaoqing, Chu Yunhan, who had been living in the prince's mansion, and Sikong Jue, who came to visit, all laughed so hard. In his mind, is the dignified Prince Sheng a dog? When you see people, don't you?

"Hey... I didn't describe it casually, okay, okay, I won't let you go, let me let them go."

Sticking out his tongue mischievously, Ling Jingxuan hurried to please his prince, but—

"Hooho..."

Brother Láng, who was lying in the hall, was decisive and did not hold back. Together with Da Hei and Xiao Hei and their daughter-in-law and children, a whole bunch of ye shòu yelled at him. Everyone laughed until their stomachs cramped, but Ling Jingxuan did not. It was because his forehead went dark, he shoved his little daughter who didn't understand anything in his arms and slapped and laughed to Yan Shengrui, and decided to shut up and stop talking. He could see it, and now he has the least status in this family. Anyone would dare to give him a look, even Dahei dared to howl when they didn't hold back.

It seems that our family Jingxuan doesn't seem to realize that if he hadn't picked it up by himself, who would dare to look at him, and who would dare to yell at him?

"Mother, concubine, aunt, since Jingxuan has already decided, Xiaowen and the others don't have any objection, so let's use this for the wedding dress."

His daughter-in-law, who has always been a fan of convulsions in recent years, is no different. Yan Shengrui hugged his precious daughter and sat down beside him helplessly. After Xiao Tuan's birthday was over, he went to the Golden State Camp again, and only came back in the last few days.

"Can..."

"Oh, milk, people from abroad all wear white when they get married. Presumably the father and the queen will also tell the grandfather and the others that the second brother uses this kind of dress to prove that we value Brother Qing and this marriage? "

Ling Wangshi was obviously still hesitant, but the little dumpling leaned over and hugged her shoulders. In a few words, Ling Wangshi said with a wide-eyed smile: "Since our family Xiaoling said so, so be it."

Decisively, the grandson is closer to the son. Look, the little dumpling didn't say anything, and the Ling Wangshi nodded in satisfaction.

"That's how it should be, aunt, my father and queen are not three-headed and six-armed, don't be nervous, you can just treat them as ordinary people."

Sikong Jue, who finally stopped smiling, quickly agreed. He wanted to comfort him earlier, but unfortunately he couldn't get in.

"That's not true, they are the Supreme Emperor and Empress Dowager of the Western Kingdom."

The Ling Wang Clan, who was born in a farm family, has not been conscious of being the old lady of the first family of Qingguo until now. Every time he mentions those people with high status, he subconsciously feels inferior. This habit is probably difficult to change.

"Look at the aunt you said, didn't Jing Xuan just say it, you are also the empress dowager of the Ling family, besides, the current Ling family, not to mention the empress dowager of our western country, even the empress dowager of the Qing country should not be called Are you swearing, motherfucker?"

While speaking, Sikong Ting glanced at Chu Yunhan next to him, he was the son of the King Ling family, so he could be called the mother of the King Ling family.

"Yes, mother gān, Jue is right. Even if I marry Shaoqing, I will still be the empress dowager. In this way, you are more honorable than the emperor and the empress dowager of Xiguo!"

Chu Yunhan took over the topic tacitly, and Mrs. Ling let them both sing and sing, and they were stunned for a while. Concubine Yun and Wang Jinyu both covered their mouths and chuckled. Although it's all a lie.

"Okay, okay, I can't talk to you, that's how the wedding dress is decided, I'll talk to my mother-in-law about the other details of the wedding.

Negotiate. "

Ling Wangshi has been crying and laughing for a long time. At this time, what else can she do other than compromise?

"Mother Gān, there is no need to arrange the banquet. Xiaowen and Shang Qing are getting married. I can't say no to my sixth uncle? I told Xiaowen that we will entertain guests in Xinyuan."

It is not a trivial matter that Prince Sheng's heir is married, and he is married to the Prince of Huajun. It is estimated that people who don't know him will come to congratulate him. Zeng Shaoqing is also bleeding heavily this time.

"No wonder Xiaowen is in a good mood for the past two days. I thought he was getting married, and I was happy. It turned out that you left him a lot of money."

Before Ling Wangshi could answer, Ling Jingxuan interjected first.

"No, why didn't you teach them how to write polite? Do you know how much my gift will cost?"

Zeng Shaoqing turned to him pretending to be in pain, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you think Sixth Uncle is so good?"

Maybe this time he really bleeds a lot, money is just a drop in the bucket for him, Zeng Liuye.

"Remember, in the future my little tree Xiaohuai will marry a daughter-in-law, and I will definitely ask you to return it twice."

Zeng Shaoqing glared at him angrily, and he knew that the dog couldn't spit out ivory.

"Isn't there a few more years? By then, your Xinyuan will earn enough money for me to give me a gift."

As if he was still afraid that he would not die, Ling Jingxuan gave a wicked smile. The two had fought for so many years, and there was no sign of boredom at all. When they got a chance, they would come here once or twice. It's been weird

No wonder.

"Don't be afraid, Dad, you have more sons than Uncle Six, so you must be making money."

"Little bastard, Sixth Uncle hurt you in vain."

"Ha ha..."

Xiao Tuanzi's words suddenly became the last straw that overwhelmed Zeng Shaoqing. He was so angry that he instantly exploded. The people who had been reluctant to stabilize before laughed again. Even if Xiao Tuan grew up, it was still their happy fruit.

"How about we go to Biezhuang to stay for two days?"

At the corner of the front yard, Yan Xiaowen, who came back from the yamen, took Yan Shangqing's hand and raised his eyebrows as he looked at a room of relatives who were laughing without image. His tone was as gentle as ever.

"Um..."

Yan Shangqing nodded generously, the two of them turned around decisively, walked out of the gate of the palace, abandoned the gorgeous carriage, Yan Xiaowen chose a tall and strong horse, and the two rode together.

"Xiaowen, Shang Qing, where are you going?"

Yan Xiaobei, who happened to be returning from the yamen, looked at them strangely, didn't the emperor say that he would give Xiaowen a holiday?

"Brother, Shang Qing and I will go to Bie Zhuang to stay for two days. You can tell daddy."

Yan Xiaowenle, who was sitting on the horse's back, tightened the reins. At first glance, he looked like he was hugging Yan Shangqing in front of him. The two grew up together. Yan Shangqing can even be said to be brought up by Yan Xiaowen, except when he went to the southern border. For more than half a year, they can say that they have never been separated, and they have always been inseparable. It seems natural that they would choose to marry and spend their lives together.

"Are you ready for your dowry?"

They were married in ten days, and Yan Xiaobei, as the eldest brother, had to worry about them.