Transmigrated As Cannon Fodder To Marry

Zhao Qiuru panicked when she asked Anyanghou's words, she reached out to reach Anyanghou's arm, "Master Hou, my concubine..."

Before Zhao Qiuru finished speaking, Jiang Lin made a move first. He didn't answer Anyanghou's words, and went straight to Jiang Jinyue, staring at the spirit card held in the hand of the servant girl behind her.

Jiang Lin asked curiously, "How come my mother's spirit card is in the hands of my sister's servant girl? It is the place where the Hou Mansion enshrines the tablet and a new card is added. There is not enough space for it?"

Only dead people will add new memorial tablets, Jiang Lin's words are obviously cursing the people in the Hou Mansion.

"Big Brother, how can you say such vicious words, the people in the Hou Mansion are all Big Brother's relatives, Big Brother, why do you want to curse them?"

Jiang Lin didn't hear Jiang Jinyue's white lotus-like speech, and glanced back and forth between the Lingpai and Anyanghou, "In this Houfu, only my father can squeeze away my mother's tablet. Could it be you, father..."

Jiang Lin's face turned sad in a second, "Father, why didn't you tell your son what happened, if I didn't come back today, I might not even see you for the last time, Dad!"

"Shut up! You bastard, what the **** are you talking about? No one would set up a memorial tablet before you die. No, you **** dare to curse your father!" After reacting, Anyanghou immediately asked someone to ask the family law to smoke Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin said with an innocent face, "So it wasn't to increase your father's tablet. What did the younger sister bring my mother's spiritual tablet here? Could it be that the younger sister wanted to use this spiritual tablet to threaten my elder brother? Is it as long as I don't do what my sister says?" If you do it, my sister will smash it on the spot?"

Jiang Jinyue looked at Jiang Lin's smiling gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly wanted to speak, but Jiang Lin waved her hand, as if I had seen through everything and didn't want to hear your sophistry, turned around and gave a solemn greeting to the still angry Anyang Houfu. Bai, "I know that my father doesn't like me, and the Hou's Mansion can't accommodate me, so I was sent to Chongxi, but I really didn't expect that the Hou's Mansion couldn't even accommodate a memorial tablet."

Jiang Lin turned his gaze to Marquis Anyang, and bowed solemnly to him, "If that's the case, please trouble father to cross off my name and my mother's name from the family tree."

"From now on, I am no longer a member of the Anyang Houfu, and my mother has nothing to do with the Anyanghoufu."

"Nizi!" Anyang Houqi's face flushed red, he gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Lin, wanting to beat him to death on the spot.

He didn't wait for any more family tricks, picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Jiang Lin's head, "I'll let you talk bastards, I'll beat you to death today, you unworthy bastard, I'll beat you and me to death," After throwing the teacup, Marquis Anyang walked up to Jiang Lin with his hands raised, and was about to beat him.

Jiang Lin didn't dodge, the teacup flew over his forehead and left a red mark, looking at Anyanghou's slap, Jiang Lin raised his chin and raised his head to let Anyanghou slap, "That's just right, since father is afraid of crossing out the name on the family tree I will be discussed by others, so please father and beat me to death, after all, I am the only outsider left in the Anyang Marquis."

Jiang Lin slowly closed his eyes, waiting for Anyanghou's movements.

Anyang Hou slapped his hands full of anger when he saw the tears falling from the corners of Jiang Lin's eyes, he suddenly couldn't slap them anymore.

There is only one thought left in my heart, this is his son.

The slap fell slowly and was clenched into a fist by him. Anyang Hou snorted coldly, but he didn't make a move.

Instead, he glared at Jiang Jinyue, "Alright, what are you doing with your mother's memorial tablet? Is this something that can be moved at will? It's outrageous."

Jiang Jinyue was stunned, she was the only legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion, she was favored since she was a child, and she never received any harsh words at all, and now her father actually reprimanded her because of Jiang Lin's few words?

"Hurry up and take back my sister's spirit card and enshrine it. You dare to move the spirit card. I think you are getting impatient."

Zhao Qiuru, who hadn't spoken much all the time, saw that Anyang Hou blamed Jiang Jinyue for the spirit card, so he hurried forward to smooth things over, pushing the matter of taking the spirit card to the maid, trying to fool him.

"Master Hou, look, it's not too early at this time, or else eat first, and it won't be too late to say anything after lunch." Zhao Qiuru knew that Anyang Hou was softening because of Jiang Lin's words, so he continued. If you go down, it's her who suffers. What's more, there are still people watching the excitement outside, she is afraid that Jiang Lin will go out and yell again, making things worse.

Those people outside were Jiang Lin's reliance, and they probably dispersed after lunch, and Hou Ye's soft-heartedness should be gone, so she would be able to speak up then.

The Marquis of Anyang was also in a complicated mood at the moment, and he didn't want to train Jiang Lin anymore, so he followed Zhao Qiuru's words, "Then let's serve lunch first."

Jiang Lin didn't refuse, he only continued to make trouble when he was full, and he would not let the carriage outside the door go back empty.

Anyang Hou, Zhao Qiuru, Jiang Lin and Jiang Jinyue ate this meal together. Jiang Jinyue's two older brothers followed the third prince and were often away. One was studying in the Imperial College and could only come back once every ten days.

As for other aunts, concubines and concubines, they are not qualified to eat with them at this time.

Jiang Lin ate very fast, devouring it voraciously, as if he hadn't eaten for eight hundred years, which made Anyang Hou frowned.

Dazed, he couldn't hold back and opened his mouth, "Whether you eat or not, who is starving you?"

Jiang Lin returned while picking up some food, "I received a lot of presents and didn't return it. It's too embarrassing. I dare not eat more. I'm afraid people will say that the son of the Anyang Marquis Mansion hasn't even had a full meal. You don't look good."

Jiang Lin drank the water from the spiritual spring for two days, and even secretly ate some fruits in the space. His appetite increased a little, and he had to perform for the Marquis of Anyang, so he had to work hard.

As soon as he mentioned it, Anyang Hou remembered that there was a meeting gift, so he didn't ask how much the dowry was, only the two quilts wrapped in were still placed in the yard.

The Anyang Hou Mansion suddenly lost its appetite.

Zhao Qiuru also lost her appetite. She looked at Jiang Lin coldly, but she didn't expect that Jiang Lin would not stop eating, looking for trouble everywhere.

Jiang Lin added the knife, "Father, the Wei family asked me to ask you, do you and your wife despise the general's mansion?"

Anyang Hou's hand holding the chopsticks began to shake, and his face couldn't tell whether it was anger or something else, it was red and black, it was ugly anyway.

With a "snap", Anyang Hou pressed his chopsticks heavily on the table, and looked directly at Zhao Qiuru, "You are such a housekeeper, such a mother, how much dowry did you give?"

Jiang Lin finished the last bite of rice in the bowl, leaned back comfortably, and turned on the theater mode.

Everything was completely different from the plan, Zhao Qiuru hated Jiang Lin in his heart, but he had already picked up the handkerchief and began to cover his face and cry.

"Master Hou, this concubine, I don't know. Although I have less selfishness, I will never do anything to disgrace the Marquis. I really don't know how things have become like this, woo woo woo... "

Hearing the crying, Jiang Lin couldn't help tearing her down, "You're not good at crying, you'd better take off the veil and cry directly, a man's heart will soften when he sees tears, the effect of howling like this will be compromised. "

Zhao Qiuru who is concentrating on performing: "..."

And at this moment, Anyanghou, who really didn't soften his heart so quickly as usual: "..."

The Marquis of Anyang gave Jiang Lin a hard look, "Shut up, you don't have a place to talk."

Jiang Lin spread his hands innocently, and said to Zhao Qiuru: "Then you go ahead, I won't bother you."

Zhao Qiuru wished to tear Jiang Lin's mouth apart, the hatred was too strong, and it was indeed difficult for him to cry.

Just when she was trying to connect and continue whining, the butler suddenly came to report, "Master Hou, the crown prince is here."

"Please," Anyang Hou hurriedly called his servants to clean up the dishes, he didn't eat, and he wanted to entertain the prince.

As for whether Zhao Qiuru was crying or howling, he had already forgotten about it.

Jiang Jinyue was equally active as Marquis Anyang. Jiang Lin did not miss the smile on her face when she heard the prince came. Jiang Lin guessed that the prince should be invited by Jiang Jinyue.

Jiang Lin stood up, he happened to be short of a witness.

So Jiang Lin rushed in front of Jiang Jinyue and stood in front of the prince, winked at him, and smiled, "Your Highness, you are here, do you know that I came back to see me today?"

The prince was also one of the seduced objects of the original body, and he was the only one among his many seduced objects who had half his heart, but later the prince started to mess with Jiang Jinyue, and the original body took back that half of his heart in time.

The prince stared at Jiang Lin who was wearing a woman's wedding dress. Jiang Lin's face was also very good-looking. Wearing a woman's wedding dress did not violate harmony at all. The prince even felt that he looked even better than when he saw Jiang Lin before.

Jiang Jinyue, who was already a step behind Jiang Lin, saw the prince's gaze resting on Jiang Lin, a burst of anger welled up in her heart, and even her eyes turned cold.

However, he restrained himself quickly, and bowed to the prince to salute, and then called delicately, "Your Highness."

His voice was so soft that water came out, there was a slight smile on his face, and there was affection in his eyes.

"The mountain has no edges, and the heaven and the earth are united, so that you dare to break with the king."

Jiang Linyou wrote words for this scene.

Then, there is no more.

The crown prince didn't dare to admit that he was interested in Jiang Jinyue at the moment, so he cleared his throat and said why he came, "I heard that many people suddenly came outside the gate of the Hou's mansion today, so I came here to ask what happened."

The reason is made up, and it sounds fake. The common people came to see the fun, and they didn't cause trouble. It's not worth a prince to go there himself.

But it can't be said that Jiang Jinyue asked him to help suppress Jiang Lin.

"Your Highness, you really came here for me. Although I don't like Your Highness, I know you have me in your heart, but it doesn't matter. This does not prevent Your Highness from being the master for me."

Jiang Lin pointed at Zhao Qiuru, "Your Highness, it's her, this cruel stepmother, she swallowed my mother's dowry, and also swallowed the dowry from the general's mansion. With so many things, she only gave me two bedding."

"Your Highness, you are the dignified prince of Dayue Kingdom, you should know what to do in such a situation, right?"

His Highness's face was blackened, and Anyanghou next to him had the same color as him.

"Shut up!" Marquis Anyang began to scold Jiang Lin.

"Don't shut up, are you guilty? I knew that you asked me to marry me instead. The idea was for the dowry and dowry. I have asked. The emperor does not blame the Hou's mansion for the change of people. It is all thanks to His Highness. Prince Your Highness, Your Highness wants such a large dowry from my mother, right?"

Jiang Lin didn't plan to ask for a dowry seriously, because he knew that he wouldn't come for anything.