The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

It’s not something that a gentleman should listen to. Zhao Anyang coughed and prepared to pay a salute to Mrs. Zheng and left. But when Madam Lin said the next thing, Master Zhao Er’s resignation ceremony was halfway through, and he froze there. .

Lin Ma said: "The son of Tushan King was still in the palace today, and he went to ask for an decree to marry the second lady of the Jiang family, but it turned out that he and Miss Wei family were involved."

What Zhao Lingyun said just now is true? !

Zhao Anyang can't accept this fact, is the Jiang family blind? !

"Where did you hear about this?" Mrs. Zheng also asked Madam Lin.

"The words came from Lord Fu from the palace," Lin Ma said: "The chief **** who is next to Lord Fu is called Wang Shunzi. He told people in the teahouse. Many people heard it."

Mrs. Zheng looked at the second son blankly, and said, "You can't talk nonsense about these things, right?"

Who dares to make up such things indiscriminately? How many heads does Wang Shunzi, an eunuch, arrange the affairs of King Tushan? Zhao Anyang said to Mrs. Zheng: "There should be no falsehoods in this matter."

Mrs. Zheng: "She, she, Jiang Mingyue looks down on her son, she, she is in love with the boss?" This is not blindness, is it because you don't have eyes at all?

Ma Lin was half obedient outside, but she didn't hear everything. After hearing her old lady's words, Ma Lin was also shocked and lost her voice: "This man, the second Miss Jiang to marry, is our eldest man?"

"Boss, where's the old man?" Mrs. Zheng slammed a sharp spirit at this moment, and rushed to the door and shouted: "Go and call the old man over."

A maid answered yes, and ran to the North Yard in a hurry.

"Mother still finds the eldest brother?" Zhao Anyang didn't turn his mind.

"How can he let him go to Anyuanhou's Mansion by himself?" Mrs. Zheng said anxiously: "He is going and has to wait for the imperial decree. I will take someone to Anyuanhou's Mansion first!"

Without the imperial decree, you are nameless, even if the imperial decree of marriage comes down, before you get married, to the Anyuan Houfu, you are a foreigner, how do you come?

"Old lady," the maid came back after a while, standing outside the door and said, "Master has gone."

Mrs. Zheng suddenly had a headache, why did she have such a wicked barrier? "Why did I give birth to him back then?" Madam Zheng continued to question herself.

"Mother, my son retire first." Zhao Anyang can't stay any longer. It seems that the marriage of Zhao Lingyun and Jiang Mingyue is firmly established. His son, Zhao Qi, wants to use the strength of Hu Daxue to study in Wenshang Academy. Can't count on it anymore. Master Zhao Er was extremely disappointed with Zhao Lingyun. At this moment, he just wanted to go back to the room and stay quiet for a while.

"Yes," Mrs. Zheng said: "You go back, about this, you can tell your wife well."

Zhao Anyang nodded, saluted his mother, and walked outside the hall.

Outside the hall, Xiao Zheng took the four-year-old Zhao Qi and stood under the stairs. When he saw Zhao Anyang coming out, Xiao Zheng shed tears without saying a word.

"Mother?" Zhao Qi was a little frightened.

"Why crying well?" Zhao Anyang frowned. This young Zheng is too weak. It is useful to cry when his son is in school.

"I dare not disturb my mother," Xiao Zheng said, wiping away tears.

"Let's go, let's go back to the room if we have something to say," Zhao Anyang gently pulled Xiao Zheng's hand.

"How can elder brother be like this?" Xiao Zheng complained when he exited the Chuhua Gate of the main courtyard, "Since there is a big happy event, why didn't he tell us in advance?"

She has already returned to her family’s home and praised Haikou, saying that she will definitely be able to enter the Wenshang Academy this time, and worship the great scholar as a teacher. All hope is gone!

"Big brother always does things like this, why should you be surprised?" Zhao Anyang said.

Zhao Qi ignorantly, listening to her parents' conversation, she asked: "Father, what's wrong with Uncle?"

Xiao Zheng bowed his head again and wept.

"Oh," Zhao Anyang shook his head and sighed.

Zhao Qi glanced at the slap print on his father's face, the eldest master of the Yue Guo Gongfu squeezed her small fist, and his father was bullied by his uncle again!

"Bah!" Madam Cao took a bite silently at the corner of the alley in Xianli. What did the couple pretend to be pitiful?

"Bah!" Half an hour later, Zhao Lingyun, who arrived at Anyuanhou's Mansion, was also beaten by Jiangyu.

"Brother Yu, you kid," Zhao Lingyun's mood improved all of a sudden when he arrived at the Anyuan Hou Mansion. He patted Jiang Yu on the head, and the man turned his head and told Wang Decai: "In the car outside, I was the one who sent him off. A gift from the wife and the second young lady, you can take someone to move it."

"Hey, yes," Wang Decai answered hurriedly.

Outside the gate of Anyuan Hou's Mansion, there was a large car gift brought by Master Zhao, a full twenty boxes. Wang Decai looked at the car for a moment and took a group of twenty people out to carry the gift.

"Wait, wait," the group of people was about to move, accompanied by Jiangyu, Zhao Lingyun, who had already gone to the main courtyard of the Hou Mansion, ran out again, shouting to Wang Decai: "Don't move the biggest box."

The biggest box in the car, dark red, big and deep, can hold two children aged five or six.

"Brother Yu," Zhao Lingyun ran to the front of the car, and Zhao Lingyun called Jiangyu who was standing in front of the door while copying his sleeves: "This is for your old lady, don't look at it, come down and help carry it."

Wang Decai said hurriedly, "Oh my elder, how can you and my elder do this? The younger one is fine."

"No," Zhao Lingyun said sternly: "This courtesy is precious, you can't fall, I will come by myself, so I can rest assured."

This is a great gift to give his own milk. Jiang Yu has to help. Young Master Jiang went down the steps to help Zhao Lingyun carry the box. With this start, Young Master Jiang felt heavier, it was too heavy, he couldn't even move it.

"What's in it?" Jiangyu carried the box, breathing hard after not climbing a few steps, and couldn't help asking: "Jinshan?"

"Sulky!" Zhao Lingyun said Jiangyu.

Jiangyu: "..."

What a **** novelty, Zhao Da also has the time to scold others.

"The other boxes are for Miss Er," Zhao Lingyun shouted at Wang Decai at this time: "You send them to Miss Er."

Wang Decai's group: "..."

Twenty boxes of gifts, you give 19 boxes to the second lady, and one box to the old lady?

"Old lady, come and take a look." After Xiao Banzhuxiang's hour, Zhao Lingyun opened the lid of the deep red wooden box in front of the old lady and Jiangyu.

A half-human Jade Buddha, just like that, appeared in front of the Jiang family ancestors and grandsons.

"Hey," the old lady gasped.

"Here," the layman Jiangyu widened his eyes and said, "How much does it cost?"

"Jade Buddha, Jasper," Zhao Lingyun raised his hand to pat the Buddha's head.

"It's going to die," the old lady stretched out her hand in a hurry, and patted Zhao Lingyun's hand away with great precision. Can the Bodhisattva's head be photographed?