This analysis is not bad, the crown princess nodded and said, "Exactly."
What's your idea?
” The sudden appearance of the poisonous snake happened to rush Wei Jiahang with people.
Combined with the scene of Ning Lan's original Shangwei Yilin embarrassment of the Fang family's sisters, it is not difficult for anyone with a heart to guess the reason behind this.
They don't know how to say it, but they think in their hearts that these children in the prince's mansion lack education.
This is exactly what the prince is most worried about.
Storage has always been the most important consideration for the king of a country.
No matter how well he does and how much support he gets, if there is no successor, these courtiers will inevitably have no thoughts.
So that's why he's really angry.
No matter who it is, as long as it will shake his storage position, he will turn his face and be ruthless.
There is Baochang in front and Baochun in the back.
It would be great if Wei Jiahang could really solve this problem.
"Mother, concubine," Wei Jiahang thought for a while and asked, "I heard that the Fang family is very embarrassed in front of the imperial grandfather now?"
” "Well," the crown princess glanced at him and said, "What does Hang'er want to say?"
” "If I marry the second daughter of the Fang family, will all the problems be solved?"
Wei Jiahang said boldly.
This idea suddenly came to him when he was looking at Fang Jinshu.
At that moment, he thought it was just a matter of thinking.
But at this time, the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became.
"You see, I'm about the same age as her, just right."
He pondered his thoughts and said, "Don't they suspect that we are secretly rectifying her, I want to marry her, won't I become a hero and save the United States?"
” "If I hadn't arrived with someone, she would have been bitten by Xiaohong."
The more Wei Jiahang spoke, the more energetic he became, and said: "Since the emperor's grandfather is using the Fang family, the son also brought a strong reinforcement to his father, right?"
” After listening to him, the crown princess was thoughtful.
This statement is not unreasonable, and it is indeed a solution, from a farce to a good relationship.
"It seems that Hang'er has really grown up and can share your father's worries."
The crown princess touched his head with emotion and said, "The mother is wrong to blame you." ” "It's good that the mother concubine is not angry with her son, even if she is wrong, it is her son's fault."
Wei Jiahang hit the snake with the stick, and said with a smile: "This method, the mother concubine also thinks it is good?"
” The crown princess nodded approvingly and said, "I'll talk to your father about it."
If you can, find someone to go to Fang's house to find out the wind first. ” The mother and son were talking, and the rhythmic sound of the cane outside gradually stopped.
The sound of "dragging out" could be faintly heard, followed by the sound of footsteps of the crowd scattering.
It seems that after the execution, the maid had been beaten to death with a rod.
The onlookers looked ashen, especially those who were particularly outstanding, unnaturally pulled the corners of their clothes, and thought about changing this dress when they went back to the room, so as to save themselves from getting into trouble.
A mother-in-law brought a roll of straw mats and wrapped the body of the maid.
The pain of being beaten to death, and being gagged can't even exhale pain.
The corners of her mouth were covered with blood, and the lower half of her body was beaten to shreds, which was extremely miserable.
A little maid couldn't bear it, so she gently covered her face with a handkerchief.
Next, a few rough women withdrew from the bench and rinsed the blood with water.
But after a short cup of tea, this place was restored to its original state.
A living life passed away silently, and the courtyard was still snow-capped, and the scenery was moving.
Except, the puddle of water marks in the open space in the courtyard was as dazzling as blood.
I don't know what to say in the house, but there is Wei Jiahang's cheerful laughter and the princess's scolding.
The courtyard is freezing in winter, and the laughter in the house sounds like a biting chill.
It is also snowy, an elf when it flies in the air, and it is as humble as mud when trampled by people.
When he was in Meiyingtang, he was praised and lamented by the literati, bringing a chill here.
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In Fang's house, a small pavilion was encircled, and a pot of green plum wine was boiled, and it became the ice and snow world in Fang Jinshu's eyes.
Her favorite thing about the four seasons of the year is the snowy winter days.
Whether it is carved beams and pillars or full of devastation, as long as it is covered with a layer of snow, it can cover up all uncleanness.
Even if it is so white and flawless, it is just an illusion, a dream that can be easily punctured.
"Girl, Mrs.
Han is here."
Fang Xin came in and said.
"Please let her in."
Han Niangzi entered the small pavilion with a smile, greeted her happily, and said with a smile: "The fourth girl is so interested, she is really a first-class elegant person." ” Fang Jinshu put down the teacup in his hand, looked at her and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Han Niangzi is getting better and better at talking." ” Today's Han Niangzi not only has a round figure and cheeks, but also speaks exquisitely.
From the bones reveal the shrewdness of a businessman, and there is no disgusting smell of philistine copper.
At this time, she was afraid that she would call her father and mother, and she would not recognize this as their daughter, that beautiful woman with a fairy demeanor.
"Where," Han Niangzi said with a smile: "It's all thanks to the girl's blessing, and my business here is prosperous." ” "Freshly boiled plum wine, have a glass?"
Fang Jinshu asked, "Or do you want to drink tea?"
” "The wine cooked by the girl herself, how can you miss it."
Han Niangzi replied: "It is extremely pleasant to cook wine and talk about green plums on a snowy day. ” Fang Jinshu pursed his lips and smiled, talking to her was really very comfortable.
Fang Fei, who was waiting on the side, poured her a glass of wine, and Han Niangzi said, "A few days ago, I went to meet the grandmother of the Quan family.
She has a knot in her heart, and it doesn't look good. ” She wouldn't speak so straightforwardly outside, only in front of Fang Jin's writing, would she be so straightforward.
And this matter was originally asked by Fang Jinshu.
When he saw Lin Chenfei in Meiying Hall, Fang Jinshu felt that she was not in a good state.
This kind of unhappiness does not refer to her body, but to her state of mind.
Even if I didn't talk to her deeply, I could see the depression in her heart and the confusion on her face.
At that time, she thought of a way to let Han Niangzi solve her.
Both of them are married women, and after getting acquainted with each other, they will not have too many scruples when they talk.
After she came back, she asked someone to send a letter to Han Niangzi.
It's only been a few days, and Han Niangzi has gone there, which shows the importance of her request.
"I see, she's not comfortable in Beijing."
For the first time, it was naturally inconvenient to talk deeply, but Mrs.
Han brought her some fashionable materials and jewelry, and went to choose them for her, and only talked a few words.
From her posture, it can be seen that she has not yet adapted to her new identity.
In dealing with people, he is not confident enough.
This is not to blame Lin Chenfei, he was assassinated and poisoned before he entered Beijing, and he was threatened by the princess and the prince in turn before he got married.
Mo said that she was just a simple master and daughter, and such a scene, even if she changed the lady in Beijing, she couldn't resist it.
But she hasn't recovered so far, in the social circle in Beijing, it is equivalent to a little white rabbit entering the wolves in sheep's clothing, marrying Quan Moxian, who is in people's attention, and is not torn to pieces?