Married To The Male Lead’s Father

Before leaving, Jiang Ningbao sent someone to inform Jiang Yue Zhang Zhan and Jiang Mingyao, and happily took the arm of Ding Guogong Xie Yi's arm and left the hundred gardens of King Rui.

"Grandpa, I don't know about marriage and what to prepare for. I want to find an experienced puppet to teach you. Do you have any good candidates?"

Jiang Ningbao couldn't help raising her own problems, but she felt guilty. She forgot the important matter of preparing the wedding dress. No one in Changning's Mansion had reminded her to embroider the wedding dress. As an inexperienced person, Jiang Ningbao did not know how to prepare. what.

She already had the dowry, and the elders of Changning Bofu didn't know if they would add a little bit. Jiang Ningbao thought it should not. Madam Jiang couldn't say that Changning Bo and Zhang's would definitely not.

Especially Zhang's, she all coveted to calculate her dowry, and it would be strange to add another one. Besides, Wumei also got married this year.

Thinking of Wu Mei's grandma Zhang Shixun's uncle's teaching, it seems that finding an experienced uncle's teaching is imperative, and you can't be ashamed when you get married.

This is the only wedding of Jiang Ningbao's two lives.

But for this uncle's candidate, Jiang Ningbao had no choice but to seek help from Ding Guogong.

Dingguo Xie stepped aside. The situation of the little girl was clear. His parents were dead. There was no elder around him. Mrs. Jiang did not care much about the little girl. Mrs. Chang Ningbo would only stare at the little girl's things and think of the little girl. In the girl's situation, Ding Guogong inevitably gave birth to a little pity.

"Leave it to me," Dingguo Xie said.

Jiang Ningbao's eyebrows were stained with joy, and the hands holding his arms were tightened, his eyes moved, and he smiled slyly: "Grandpa, it's better to leave it to you for the marriage."

After that, Jiang Ningbao thought the idea was great.

"Okay." Dingguo Xie glanced at the arm holding his arm, a happy girl with a smile on her face, a blank expression on her head, and said, the little girl laughed like a sneaky he had ever seen. Cats are so cute.

"Grandfather, this flower feast is so boring. I won't come next time, but I don't think it will happen next time. I'll marry you then. The only thing I'm happy about is that I made a friend and made a fate with her. I really want her to be my uncle, but she is the granddaughter of Zuo Xiang.

Jiang Ningbao said with regret.

She really likes Fu Yingning.

Dingguo Xie Xi comforted: "Everything is possible." Like him and the little girl, he thought that he would be lonely in his life until his death. Who would have thought that his adopted fiancee would become his wife.

Jiang Jin is talented and capable, and he will be lifted this year. He will take care of him in the future.

"Yeah, it's like Grandpa and me." Jiang Ningbao cast a regretful smile with a smile on his face, and when he saw the stitches, he called Dingguo. He didn't know that she and Dingguo Xie Xun had a heart, and thought of going together.

Dingguo Xie's eyes darkened.

"Ok."

The two went out intimately, and all of the descendants of Rui Wangfu were so shocked that the eyes almost did not fall out. Miss Jiang Si and Ding Guogong went forward hand in hand.

Princess Rui also learned the news from the lower population. Her excited eyes brightened. I did not expect that Ding Guogong's first participation in the flower-viewing feast was actually for the fiancée.

Think about the fact that Dingguo ’s father was about to have such a fiancee. Maybe a fiancee is a woman in this life.

Princess Rui booed endlessly.

"The Dingguo father is about to marry a wife. Xiao Ran is still making a fool. The beauties are going to the backyard one by one. Which good girl dares to marry him."

The next person bowed his head.

There are more women who want to marry the little prince, but most of them come in the status of the little prince, the princess despise. The little prince liked it, and the princess didn't like it.

As a result, there are more and more beauties in Xiao Wangye ’s backyard, with a total of 107, more than the emperor ’s harem, and no one in Beijing can find more people than Xiao Wang ’s room.

Xiao Wang ’s reputation is really not good outside.

"Prince, Xiao Wang has seen her eyes higher since she saw Miss Jiang Si, and she hasn't entered the backyard recently." A confidante said carefully.

Princess Rui was more worried, and at the same time she regretted it.

"When I knew Xiao Ran liked Anyuan Houyi's eldest daughter, I should go to Anyuan Houfu to propose a marriage."

At the time, Princess Rui did not like Yang Shuqing. She felt that the girl had a bad spirit in her heart and acted fiercely, but her son was very interested in her and wanted to marry her as a wife. Princess Rui then refused.

The son never mentioned it again.

After all, there was a girl whose son wanted to marry the door, and now they have agreed with others.

The confidante's head was lowered lower, and her son was working next to Xiao Wang. She didn't dare tell the princess that Xiao Wang had disliked the daughter-in-law of Anyuan Hou. Not only did she dislike it, but also secretly poured dirty water on others.

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Jiang Ningbao and Xie Yi returned to the Dingguo Mansion together. The most beautiful embroidery maid of Zhang Yisi and the four housemaids have already arrived and are waiting for the return of Dingguo.

Mrs. Xie was very attentive to the preparation of her son's wedding. This time, the son's groom's dress was specially made a trip to the palace. With the consent of the emperor, he gave the son's groom's dress and Ningbao girl's wedding dress to Siyisi .

"Old lady, Grandpa Guo and Miss Jiang Si are back together." As soon as Mr. Zhao entered the Rongxi Hall, he hurriedly thanked Mrs. Xie.

Mrs. Xie was overjoyed: "Let them come over here, don't let the embroidery lady in the palace wait long."

Around a cup of tea, Jiang Ningbao and Dingguo Xie Yi appeared hand in hand at Rongxitang. When Dingguo appeared, everyone in Rongxitang immediately felt a sense of oppression and drank several Tea's embroidered woman secretly relieved, and finally waited for the master.

"I've seen Dingguo."

The embroidering mother and four housekeepers Qi Qi bowed down on the court to thank Ding Guogong.

"Ama, girl Ning Bao, these are the embroidered women and housemaids in the palace. Zhang Xiu Niang is the best embroidered woman in the palace. She is responsible for embroidering the dragon robe, and Ning Bao girl. Your wedding dress is Zhang Xiu Niang. "

Mrs. Xie said with a smile.

Jiang Ningbao was surprised, but did not expect that Mrs. Xie actually invited the embroidery lady in the palace to embroider her wedding dress. She showed a polite and grateful smile to Zhang Xiu Niang: "Trouble Zhang Xiu Niang."

"It is my pleasure to embroider a wedding dress for Miss Jiang Si."

Zhang Xiu Niang is a female officer in the clothing department of the palace. She has a high grade, about 30 years old, with a smile on her face, fair skin, and good looks. She has a soft voice and a gentle breath, which makes her feel comfortable.

The next step is tailoring. Zhang Xiu Niang personally tailored for Jiang Ningbao. For Dingguo, two internal servants were in charge, and the other two were responsible for counting. The internal servants were eunuchs in the palace. The public is quite uncomfortable.

For the sake of accuracy, the two internal servants repeated their measurements several times, with a strong sense of oppression and wickedness. When they remembered the numbers, the two internal servants were already pale, dizzy, and covered all over their bodies. Sweat.

Mrs. Xie quickly ordered Huang Yan to bring the Ningshen tea soup that had been prepared.

Jiang Ningbao's gaze fell on Ding Guogong Xie Xun all the time, and when he saw that he was convergent and imposing, he tried to endure the appearance of the internal waiter on his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help it.

"Miss Jiang Si loves Grandpa Guo?"

Zhang Xiu Niang noticed Jiang Ningbao's move, smiled slightly, and whispered while measuring for Ningbo.

"Well, Grandpa Guo is a very good person. I like it very much. It's my blessing to marry him." Jiang Ningbao was all smiles, not shy at all, and generously acknowledged.

Zhang Xiu Niang's eyes softened slightly. Ding Guogong was the God of War of the Dayue Dynasty. Because of him, the Dayue Dynasty was so stable and prosperous. At first glance, Miss Jiang Si really liked Ding Guogong.

"Grandpa Grandpa can marry you, it is also his blessing."

If there were no Miss Jiang Si, Ding Guogong would have been lonely all his life.

Jiang Ningbao smiled slightly. This was the first time in two lives that she liked someone. Maybe she was not pure at first, but after seeing Ding Guogong, she not only fell in love, but also moved her heart.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xiu Niang made a record, put away the measuring tool, rejected Mrs. Xie's kindness, and led the four house attendants to leave the Dingguo government and return to the palace.

Coincidentally, Xie Jingniang and four housemaids just stepped out of the gate of Dingguo Mansion, and Xie Jingying returned, accompanied by his fiancee, Yang Shuqing.

Yang Shuqing had met Zhang Xiu Niang in her last life, knowing that she was the best embroidery lady in the palace, and embroidered dragon robes for the emperor. Now that she appeared in the Dingguo government, the steward Zhao personally bid farewell. Hunch.

After the carriage in the palace left, Yang Shuqing couldn't help but lifted the skirt corner carriage to pretend to be curious and asked Zhao steward: "Zhao steward, who was just leaving the palace?"

The steward Zhao smiled and nodded: "Yes." His eyes flashed when he saw the silver-red dress worn by Miss Yang.

"I don't know what the people in the palace will do?" Yang Shuqing asked with a smile, but the hands under the sleeves were tightened. Zhang Xiu Niang came to the house, and she had a lingering guess.

Xie Jingzhen rolled over and walked to Yang Shuqing, hearing Yang Shuqing's inquiry, a surprise flashed on Jun Mei's face.

"They came to tailor the wedding gown for the grandfather Jiang Si." Zhao's housekeeper did not hide it. Now that Miss Jiang Si is still in the house, it only takes a little exploration to know.

The guess in the bottom of my heart came true, Yang Shuqing's smile stiffened a little, then enviously said: "So it's true, I wonder if I and Xie Shizi's wedding dress can ask them for help?"

Zhao's steward smiled slightly.

"Miss Yang can ask the old lady."

Zhang Xiu Niang is not an ordinary embroidering mother. Without the permission of the emperor, how dare you embroider wedding dresses easily for others.

Yang Shuqing didn't seem to notice that Zhao's steward's faded smile showed a lovely and lovely smile: "Also, I'll wait to ask the old lady, if you can ask the embroidery lady in the palace to help embroider the wedding dress, I will be fine. Will become the envy of everyone, Jing Yan, do you mean? "

A hint of helplessness flashed on Xie Jingxi's handsome face: "Shu Qing, this is impossible. The one who just left is the emperor Zhang who is embroidering the dragon robe for the emperor. Without the emperor's permission, we will never embroider wedding dresses. Besides, I do n’t have such a big face. My father is different. He is our God of War in the Yue Dynasty. He is aloof. The emperor attaches great importance to his father ’s marriage, but we can ask the best embroidered maids in Beijing to embroider wedding dresses. "

Yang Shuqing's smile can no longer be maintained, covering up the unwillingness of her eyes, she smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, Jing Ye, it's my take for granted. Our wedding dress will ask the best embroidery lady in Beijing to help embroider."

There was a touch of tenderness in Xie Jinglian's eyes.

"it is good."

The steward Zhao on the side rolled his eyes in the bottom of his heart. This Miss Yang was really enough. Don't think that he didn't feel unwilling to see her eyes flash.

In Rongxi Hall, Mrs. Xie was holding Jiang Ningbao's hand and talking affectionately. From time to time, laughter sounded. Dingguo Xie Xie stood upright and sat at a place far away from them to drink tea. Her eyes fell on Jiang Ningbao involuntarily. Body.

As soon as Yang Shuqing came in, he saw this dazzling scene. Xie Jingzheng's face was calm. Ms. Jiang Si was married to her adoptive father. He was still a little uncomfortable at first, and it was difficult to accept it. But after watching the interaction between Ms. Jiang Si and her adoptive father, it was already possible. Face calmly.

Only after Miss Jiang Si married her adoptive father, he wanted to call her mother, which made him hard to tell.

"Grandmother, father, I'm back." Xie Jingzheng saluted to Mrs. Xie and Dingguo Xie Xun as soon as he came in. Yang Shuqing also smiled and followed the salute.

"Shu Qing has met the old lady and Ding Guogong."

After seeing the silver-red dress on Yang Shuqing's body and a gold badge inserted on her head, Mrs. Xie glanced at the dress of Ningbao girl, her eyes drawn, which was a coincidence.

A future daughter-in-law, a future grand-in-law.

The outfits were so similar.

Well, daughter-in-law wins.

"Shu Qing is here, and I'll stay in the house for a meal later." Mrs. Xie laughed with amusement.

Yang Shuqing smiled happily: "Thank you old lady." After that, she gave a special glance at Jiang Ningbao standing next to the old lady and greeted her with a smile.

Jiang Ningbao returned her smile slightly.

At noon, Jiang Ningbao also stayed at the Dingguo Mansion for lunch. This meal was not as comfortable as before, because Yang Shuqing has been struggling to perform and pulled her on. A good meal became her personal. Show.

On weekdays, the Dingguo government does not advocate eating without talking.

However, Yang Shuqing's performance was too positive, which prevented her and Ding Guogong from eating well. When Ding Guogong sent Jiang Ningbao to leave, Jiang Ningbao couldn't help complaining.

Dingguo Xie said: "No next time."

"Grandpa, you are so good." Jiang Ningbao immediately smiled, and hugged his arm lovingly for a moment. Dingguo was heart-warming from the beginning, and now calmly, it took less than half a day.

This determination is amazing.

"Grandpa, what is the condition of the emperor's body, I want to give the emperor the right medicine for the altar." Jiang Ningbao almost forgot the business and asked quickly.

Dingguo Xie Xuan stopped suddenly, staring deeply into the girl's face, thinking of the magical medicinal wine she brewed, and her eyes filled with irritation flickered: "Can you get rid of fetal poisoning?"

"If you know the condition, you can." Jiang Ningbao didn't say too much, her winemaking skills are very magical, as long as you give magical properties to medicinal wine, it can be cured.

"The next day will give you the emperor's case." Dingguo Xie Xun continued to move forward.

There was a bright smile on the corner of Jiang Ningbao's mouth.

Ding Guogong personally sent the little girl back to Changning Mansion, and told Mrs. Xie about the little girl's education. Then she returned to the study room of Ding Guogong Mansion to concentrate on the official affairs and gave instructions.

Da Yue went well with the weather, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, but the official Dingguo Xie Xun did not relax the soldiers for a moment. Because of this, all his soldiers were elite and powerful.

In the afternoon, the steward Zhao took the two young crickets and carried a camphor box to the main house where Dingguo lived, and picked up the camphor box by himself.

"My father, I have collected some books for you."

After Zhao Guanjia learned from his mother-in-law that Grandpa Guo suspected that he had a heart-breaking Oolong incident, she broke her heart at the moment. There was no one who taught people about him, so he decided to collect some words and Picture book.

Ding Guogong Xie Yan lifted the sharp-faced handsome face from the case table, with sharp eyebrows and a sense of oppression, said quietly: "What books?"

"It is the book you need most now." Zhao steward respectfully.

Dingguo Xie Xun put down his wolf, glanced at the steward Zhao, and said coldly, "Xie Qi, bring these books."

Xie Qi in the study stepped forward and took out the books from the camphor wood box. After seeing the cover of the book, his eyes widened, his hands were like an electric shock, and the books in his hand were like hot potato.

Xie Qi stiffly handed a few books up, bowed his head deeply, did not dare to look at the master's face, and secretly admired the steward of housekeeper Zhao.

The so-called books turned out to be love books.

Dingguo Xie Xun apparently did not know that Zhao Guanjia collected all these out-of-date love words. He took a book with a serious look, and the book was titled "Official Qianqian and Qiaolangjun".

Dingguo's eyebrows were tight. The title of the book was strange, a bit like a circulated copy of the market. The big-handed hands turned a few pages.

Dingguo Xie Xun continued to read the textbook with a serious expression, as if the textbook in his hand was the work of a great Confucian.

There was a silence in the study, only Ding Guogong's rumbling voice.