famous eldest daughter

Chapter 154
After sitting down, Dong Xueyi lowered her cold eyes, and her long and dense eyelashes covered the emotions in her eyes. The old man of the town had no face to face his daughter-in-law, but as the head of the family, he could not escape. He sighed heavily and said to Dong Xueyi: " If your sister doesn’t want to marry in, that’s fine, our family will do our best to make it up to her.”

He meant well. Which woman would want to marry a man who was violent to her? What's more, this man was his brother-in-law.

Dong Xueyi did not raise her head, she still bowed her head and said lightly: "If she doesn't get married, she will probably be a Qingdeng Ancient Buddha for the rest of her life."

The Duke of Lao Zhen suddenly became sarcastic, with a look of embarrassment in his eyes. He became increasingly dissatisfied with his old wife. He glanced at the old lady and said to Dong Xueyi: "Huzhou is far away from the capital, and I am working there. If you don't worry, I might as well find a family in Huzhou for her to marry into. It may not be a wealthy family, but it won't wrong her."

Upon hearing this, Dong Xueyi raised her head and looked at the Duke of Laozhen, her head slightly tilted, with a confused look on her face, "Father can help her find a family, but can he also fake the yuan handkerchief for her on the wedding night?"

Her eyes were huge, and they were staring straight at the Duke of the old town for a moment. Originally, the father-in-law and his daughter-in-law were very close friends, but now they were discussing such a topic. The Duke of the old town suddenly turned pig liver red. .

Dong Xueyi sneered in her heart and said: "Even if you are from a pariah family, you would not want to marry a wife who has already lost her virginity!"

The Duke of Laozhen coughed awkwardly. After coughing, he took a few sips of tea, covered up his uneasiness, and said: "It can be said that we are reconciled." His voice was unconscious. A few points lower.

Knowing that the last sentence was only said by the Duke of Laozhen deliberately to enhance the scene, Dong Xueyi glanced at the old lady, frowned and said: "Okay, then it will be up to you, let her marry. Let’s go to Huzhou.”

The Duke of Laozhen originally said it casually for the sake of status and face, but he didn't expect that Dong Xueyi actually agreed. He immediately lifted it up in one breath but couldn't breathe out, and his chest hurt from holding it in.

However, Dong Xueyi looked like she couldn't tell anything, and said with a smile, "You are more knowledgeable and know better."

The Duke of Lao Zhen's face suddenly became even more ugly. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only glance at the old lady and wink, asking her to come to the rescue quickly.

Ever since the Duke of Laozhen came back, the old lady had always been looked down upon by him. Now when he asked for help with his eyes, the old lady glared at him unceremoniously, with words written all over her eyes: You deserve it!Even if I let you talk nonsense, I won't be afraid of flashing your tongue.

But in the end it is also a conflict between the old couple. In front of the daughter-in-law, they are one. The old lady said: "It would be good to marry Xueyi's sister to Huzhou, but you can't work in Huzhou for the rest of your life. If you get transferred , what should she do, stay far away, even if she is wronged, she has nowhere to cry, who will make the decision for her!"

There was concern for Dong Xueruo in her tone. Dong Xueyi felt sick in her heart as she listened.

This old couple, like Song Zhe, are hypocritical, selfish and self-righteous. It seems that except for the people in the Zhenguo Palace, the whole world is fools who can be played by them.

Dong Xueyi originally wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble for the Duke of Laozhen. As soon as the old lady said this, the matter was revealed, and then the family gathered together to discuss Dong Xueruo's entry.

In another courtyard in the capital, the third prince Xiao Yi was using a pair of scissors to trim a camellia plant in the courtyard, keeping what he wanted and cutting off what he thought was unnecessary. Whenever he felt upset and uneasy, Xiao Yi Yi's favorite thing to do is to be a gardener.

At this time, he already had all the evidence in his hands that was enough to kill the Duke of Laozhen, and he was just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that would allow him to report the Duke of Laozhen to the emperor in a logical and justifiable manner.

But such an opportunity is rare. He doesn't know how long he has to wait and when is the best time to apply.

Just when he was anxious and cut off a blooming flower with a pair of scissors, Luo Zhisong walked over from a distance, and there was still a sound of stone-blue robes and silk, and there was still a cloud of mist in his eyes, making it hard for people to see him clearly. thoughts.

When he arrived in front of him, before Luo Zhisong could salute, Xiao Yi said hurriedly: "But what else did you find?"

When Xiao Yi opened his mouth to ask, Luo Zhisong simply stopped saluting and said with a smile on his lips, "Someone saw that the old Duke of Zhen had returned to Beijing, and he is at the Duke of Zhen's mansion right now!"

Xiao Yi was shocked when he heard this.

Officials from other places are not allowed to enter the capital without being summoned. If there is an emergency, they must report to the emperor and obtain the emperor's permission before they can enter the capital.

Otherwise, it is a serious crime!
The Duke of Laozhen came to Beijing at this time. Is there an edict?Does the emperor know?

After the shock, Xiao Yi suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "God help me too!" After the laughter fell, Xiao Yi told Luo Zhisong, "Go and check, if my father knows when he returns to Beijing."

Luo Zhisong received the order but did not move. Instead, he said with an increasingly serious smile: "Why does His Highness need to order such a thing? We have already investigated it. He returned to the capital privately without being called."

"No recall to Beijing! No recall to Beijing! No recall to Beijing! It's great!" In excitement, Xiao Yi said three "no recall to Beijing" in a row, gearing up, and stuffed the scissors for planting flower branches into the hands of the boy beside him, and turned around He walked straight to the study, his steps as light as flying.

If you don’t enter the palace now, then when will you wait?Just to catch him off guard!
Looking at Xiao Yi's back, Luo Zhisong's smile grew brighter, his head slightly raised, looking at the clear blue sky, he felt that today's weather was particularly good.

When Xiao Yi entered the palace, the emperor was discussing matters with several important ministers from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Husbandry, and the Ministry of Rites. The eunuch informed him to ask for an audience. The emperor wanted to let him practice, so he nodded and let him in to listen.

After the important matter was finished, before the ministers had time to leave, Xiao Yi stepped forward, took out the things he had prepared, and said loudly: "Father, my son has something important to report."

Upon hearing his words, several ministers were about to leave, but immediately slowed down their steps, as if they were afraid of missing something, they stayed there and did not leave again. They just lowered their eyebrows and narrowed their presence.

Now the emperor has not yet decided on the crown prince. Among these several princes, although the second prince has the greatest possibility of seizing the heir, but until the last moment, who can say for sure!
The chamberlain's father-in-law beside the emperor immediately stepped forward, took away the rice paper from Xiao Yi's hand, and sent it to the emperor.

Gazing across the small regular script on the rice paper, the emperor's smile suddenly froze. As his gaze moved downward, the smile faded inch by inch. By the end, his face was ashen and his eyes were full of anger!

More than ten pages of rice paper were turned over like the wind. In anger, the emperor threw the rice paper onto the table, his temples pounding.

For a moment, the air in the imperial study room was as cold as iron.

　Thanks to Zhuo Xiaocutie for the tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)