I Am This Type of Woman

After Yan Hui left, Ban Huai stood up with a stiff smile on his face. "Thank you, Rong Bo."

Although he does not like to use his brain, he will not be stupid enough to see Rong Rong. This is specifically intended to help him out. He quickly looked around and whispered to him: "This is to remember my niece."

He didn't react at first, but after seeing Yan Hui insisting on talking to him alone, he understood.

But this kind of thing, telling him what is the use, this is not his decision.

When it comes to private affairs at home, he is not very embarrassed to mention it, but he has shook his head in an inscrutable manner, saying that his niece is very expensive, even if he is a real left-winger to ask for his son, he also Not moving.

At this moment, Ban Huai feels that his image is like a high-profile person who does not show any leaks and integrity in his words. He is determined not to bend his waist.

The lady told him earlier that Yan Hui’s wife is an elder who is not very good. What should she do if her daughter marries and is abandoned by this mother-in-law?

By the time her daughter at a disadvantage, he even then absurd, can not bring people to beat her mother meal ah, if it is really such a thing sudden, even the emperor will not help him.

Marrying a man to marry a man, dressing and eating, if there is a mother-in-law who is not easy to get along with, the prostitute may have to suffer a big loss, and only the filial piety can be pressed down, and the person can be overwhelmed. After his wife married to the class, he was reluctant to let his wife eat this kind of suffering, and how to let her daughter marry Yan Jia suffered this kind of grievance.

Rong Rong sees that Ban Huai is obviously reluctant to agree to the appearance of this marriage. He said: "Bo, the younger generation thinks that after you go down, you should talk to the left, at least to make things clear, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding. ”

"You are right," Ban Huai nodded. "I said clearly earlier, and their family died early."

If your family wants to marry, others must marry, and it is quite beautiful.

Rong Xiao smiled, turned and walked to his position to stand still, and even had leisure time to meet each other with other courtiers. It was really graceful and impeccable.

After the emperor came, the Great Dynasties would go smoothly. Only when the last censor filed Xie Zhongjin’s dereliction of duty, the gunpowder smell of the dying ministers rose again.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen believes that although Xie Daren has the suspicion of poor supervision, but this is not the case, please think twice."

This official is a member of the Second Emperor. He is now speaking to Xie Zhongjin, and is also trying to help the next two emperors to strengthen the rights of the two emperors.

"Your Majesty, if I don't care about what the subordinates do to the officials, how can he do the heart?" A royal history rhetoric said, "When the official is not the owner, it is better to go home." Honoring the old mother."

The language style of the censor is slightly bohemian.

"Chairman's second opinion!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

Yun Qingdi was so troubled by the courtiers that he had a lot of pains. He was somewhat impatient: "Xie Zhongjin’s poor supervision and indulgence of subordinate fish and people are unforgivable, but he is not involved in it and is blinded by others. It is understandable. From today, he will go to his position and let him go home to recuperate and avoid other punishments."

Is this going to take Xie Zhongjin to the end?

There are only two sons under Zhong Ping’s knees. The eldest son was dismissed from his post. The second son broke his eyes and could not enter the DPRK as an official. The Xie family was defeated.

"Your Majesty," Zhong Pingbo squatted on the ground and bowed to Yun Qing. "Your knees, the dogs are squatting, and the squatting is light."

"Xie Qing, I have already squandered his charges," Yun Qingdi said with some impatience. "You don't have to say that if you are a relative of your family, Xie Dalang's sin, you should have been issued a frontier. You must not recall it in five years. ”

Zhong Pingbo’s face was pale and pale, and he only made a head to Yunqing Emperor: “Wei Chen... Xie Xi’s grace.”

His Majesty is not giving him a half face, and his daughter will be married to the second emperor's house in the future. I don't know how much wronged.

The courtiers of the great cause, if it is not a big event, do not have to be rude. Zhong Pingbo is now in a rude manner in front of the Manchu dynasty. It is obviously helpless, but obviously his face is not enough, and the emperor has not alleviated Xie Zhongjin. The punishment.

After the pilgrimage, Zhongping Bo went straight to Banhuai, and his face was flushed with hatred: "Ban Huai, you are deceiving too much today, Xie Jia wrote down your gift."

The courtiers who had not yet gone far saw the excitement and could see, and they couldn’t help but slow down their steps. They used the corners of their eyes to look at the two and watch the jokes in a more subtle way.

"It’s ridiculous, what is the relationship between your big sin and your sin," Ban Huai saw the appearance of Zhong Pingbo, not afraid of resentment. "It’s not me who is investigating the case. It’s not me who impeach him, but you are biased towards me. It’s not to see that I don’t have real power, so I’m bullying?”

When the courtiers heard this, they almost didn't laugh out. This kind of words can be said to be exported. This class of Hou is really not going to have a face.

Zhong Pingbo did not think that Ban Huai actually said such words, his face was red: "Ban Huai, you don't want to be arrogant!"

"From early to now, I have not said a word, you are running to find me trouble, is it not bullying or hard?" Ban Huai bombed the ash that did not exist on the body. "The Naruto just said it well. The official is not the owner of the people, what is the use of this official, is it true that your family Dalang is not wrong?"

Ban Huai lifted his chin. "Don't think that your family will be married to the royal family, so you don't take the people as one thing. You know that your majesty is a rare monarch in the millennium. How can you condone you because of this relationship?" You thanked the family for thinking wrong, and it was a big mistake!"

After talking about these impassioned words, Ban Huai slammed his sleeves and walked out of the hall.

Just now, when the DPRK criticized Xie Zhongjin’s imperial history, he was praised by Ban Huai alone, and his mood was somewhat complicated. Although it is very gratifying to be praised and endorsed, it is a famous singer who agrees with him. This is really...

However, this Jingting Hou is actually very good or bad.

"Sister," on the bustling street, Ban Heng pointed to the front. "Do you see if it is the father and the Yan Zuoxiang, and the two of them go to the tea house to do it?"

Suddenly his face changed and he turned his head and said to the class: "Don't the father discuss with Yan Yanye about your marriage with Yan Yan?"

How can a nerd like Yan Yan be worthy of his sister? I used to go out today to accompany my sister to buy things. I didn't expect to encounter this.

"Go, let's keep up and listen."

Ban Heng couldn't help but worry that Yan Hui could do the job as a left-handed person. The brain must be very clever. If he said that he would turn his father around, he really promised to marry his sister to Yan.

"What's good," said the class, who was not nervous. "My father won't let me marry Yan."

"I know that he can't bear it, but Yan Xiangye is good at it. I am worried about his plan in the father's meeting." Ban Heng has deep doubts about his father's intelligence, but as a son, he can't say it. "Sister, come with me soon."

Then the class guards who stood at the entrance of the tea house could only watch the sneak sneak into the tea house by their own family, and they pretended not to see anything.

Ban Heng let the classmates take their sisters and brothers to the next door and began to eavesdrop on this important event.

Ban Yi felt that Ban Heng was a bit boring, but as a good sister who loved her younger brother, she could only condone his chores and learn the appearance of Ban Heng and put her ears on the screen.

Yan Hui and Ban Huai did not know that there were two younger generations who were listening to the side. After they said the scene, they began to enter the topic.

"Hou Ye, the dog and the order..."

"The gods, the dog girl is a little girl who has not left the cabinet, and I am afraid that there is nothing to do with the son." Ban Huai took a sip of tea and shook his head. "There is no idea that the **** girl is spoiled by her mother. It is really unworthy." For Yan Jiafu, please also ask the Lord to mention this matter."

"Hou Ye thinks that the dog can't wait for the money?" Yan Hui heard this, and it was unacceptable for a while. He thought that the younger son's lost look could only be cheeky. "Yan can guarantee that as long as Hou Ye is willing Let the daughters marry the government, and the government will not let the money go half a minute."

"This is not a question of scorning and not scorning," Ban Huai sighed in a distressed manner. "I am willing to pay attention to your love, and the dog girl has nothing to do with the lang, so it is no longer strong."

Yan Hui did not think that Ban Huai refused to be so unkind, and did not leave a little room. This statement is equivalent to telling him that my niece has not seen your son, so my daughter does not marry your son, hehehe.

If other people talk to him like this, he may not be able to swallow this breath, but the person who said this is Ban Huai, a famous absurd person in Beijing.

In fact, Yan Hui felt that it was a very absurd thing that the younger son was not the leader of the Fule County.

I can't talk about it this day. The smile on Yan Hui's face can't be hanged anymore. She got up and went to Ban Huai Road: "In this case, Yanmou will leave."

Why are such ridiculous people actually giving birth to such glamorous daughters? Isn’t this a good kid who harms the capital?

"Slow down." Ban Huai got up and smiled back to Yan Hui, as if he did not see that Yan Hui had an unhappy feeling.

After Yan Hui left, Ban Huai whispered a little song and sipped a cup of tea in the cup.

These literati are paying attention to it. Drinking a cup of tea with a thumb-sized cup, even the ants are drowning, I really don't know what to use.

"Father." The door was pulled from the outside, and Ban Heng and the class squashed and came across from him.

"How are you two here?" Ban Huai put down the teacup, took the teapot and drank a few mouthfuls to his mouth. The meatcakes that he ate in the morning were too dry. He had long wanted to drink plenty of water.

"I just happened to see you and Yan Xiangye come here. I followed my sister." Ban Heng moved the small teacup in front of him. "You just refused Yan Xiangye, I heard it with my sister. You it is this."

Ban Heng erected a thumb to Ban Huai.

"Hey." Ban Huai smugly leaned forward and turned his head to the class. "Reassure the prostitute, the father will not force you to marry any man who does not want to marry."

Ban Yi smiled sweetly at Ban Huai.

She knew that her father and mother would not let her marry anyone.

Because Ban Huai refused to be too thorough, when Yan Hui walked out of the tea house, it was inevitable that it was ugly. He was about to sit in the sedan chair, and when he saw the horse coming, he stood up straight and waited for him to come.

"Yan Xiangye," Rong Yu jumped off the horse and bowed to Yan Hui. "You are not talking to Ban Hou, how..."

"There is not a lot of speculation," Yan Hui said. "There is nothing to talk about."

Rong Yan heard a smile and stood next to him, not accepting the words of Yan Hui.

Yan Hui also realized that he should not face the irrelevant people, arched his hand to Rong Rong, and stooped into the sedan chair.

"Strictly move slowly." Rong Yu took a step back and bowed respectfully to the sedan chair.

Yan Hui sat in the sedan chair, picked up the curtain and looked at the attitude of respectful and tolerant. This capital is still more talented like Rong Bo.

As for Ban Huai’s ashamed...

Humph!

Du Jiujian’s grandfather was ready to go when he rode on the horse. He said: “Bo, don’t you drink tea?”

"Don't drink, go back."

Rong Rong looked up at the second floor of the tea house, pulling the reins, and the horse turned around and headed for the direction of Bofu.