The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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The Qing Dynasty was in the yard where Zhao Mei lived. The grass and trees in the house were carefully managed by Zhao Mei. The head is facing well, Mr. Feng Shui has also seen it. Fuyin is complete. After Zhao Mei’s death, the residence will be changed to Yuhuayuan, where Chiang Susu’s mother and daughter live.

Wang Pozi, who led Jiang Hao to the road, was a person around Xiayan. A pair of savvy triangle eyes couldn’t help but look at Jiang Wei’s three people, and his mouth did not fall: “The big girl didn’t know, now the new person in the yard, the two girls are older. I also divided the independent yard. Now the house is tight, and the girl’s house is still specially ordered by the lady. I don’t know if the big girl likes it or not.”

Dewzhu walked all the way to look around, because it was the new shackles of the government, and the surrounding people only felt that she was a country **** that had never seen the world.

When she was about to go to a yard, Wang Pozi laughed and said: "It's here."

Jiang Wei looked around and the yard was not big, but she had nothing to do with her, but it was more than enough. The inside is clean, and the door is pushed in. The house is clean and tidy, and the furniture used is all available. It is many times better than Zhuangzi.

When the forsythia and the white scorpion saw it, they let out their breath and helped to settle the luggage. Wang Pozi saw Jiang Yan standing in the house and thought about it. He smiled and said: "Although this yard is partial, it is good to be clean. The courtyard of the four girls is not far from here. When it is empty, the big girl can It’s not fun to find a companion."

Jiang Dan? Jiang Wei smiled slightly: "I am very good at this yard. I thanked my mother for the sake of me. But since it is the yard where I live, I also want to change the name of the yard. I am bored with my mother. ”

Wang Pozi smiled and responded. Jiang Yifu went out of the house and came to the front door of the yard. There was a plaque hanging on the outside of the courtyard door. The three characters were written: "Duping House."

A duckweed house! Xiayan can really read the people's minds. The three common words, if placed in the last world, will teach her to suffer for a long time, but now the duckweed house, it is time to change the name.

In the evening, Wang Pozi came over again. One is to pass the summer research. The yard gave her her name and she changed it. Secondly, Jiang Quan and Jiang Chao went back later today. They didn’t use rice together and let her You can eat it yourself.

When the prostitute returned to the government, his father was not willing to see one side, but he could imagine how cold and cold it was. Hearing the words of Wang Pozi, Bai Yu and Forsythia are both cold-hearted. Now Jiang Fuli and Jiang Yu’s closest relatives are Jiang Quan, but Jiang Quan’s face is now like this. Jiang’s future days are more difficult than imagined. .

Bai Yu and Forsythia think about their own thoughts, but Dew is standing next to Jiang Yan, who is writing. He is quite happy: "The girl's words are really beautiful."

On the snowy rice paper, the two characters of the dragon-snake-like snakes are written: the residence. When it was really imposing, people said that they saw words like people, and the words were sleek and sleek, and there was a faint sharpness in them. It seems as if the suffocating scent of the heart is hidden under the calm appearance. When you look at the goodness of the water, you are actually killing the machine everywhere.

"Do you know the word?" Jiang Wei asked dew.

Dewdrop shook his head: "I don't know how to read, but the slave knows that the word girl is good."

Jiang Wei laughed. The first talented woman in the Dajin dynasty, Xia Yan, easily agreed to change the name of the yard, and was very generous, but she wanted to see her joke. She wanted to change the word on the shackle. She had just returned to the government but had no money. She had to write it herself, but since she was five years old, she has entered Zhuangzi. No one has written literacy on Zhuangzi. Everyone thinks she is It has already become a straw bag that doesn't know one big character. If you can really write it out, you don't know how to laugh and generous.

Dewdrop wondered: "The girl did not learn literacy on Zhuangzi, how did she learn?"

How did you learn? Jiang Yan’s eyes fell on the rice paper in front of her. In the last life, she was also become a straw beauty in the summer study. She learned to play the piano and dance, so that the people in the Dajin Dynasty would be astonished as soon as they mentioned her: The beauty of the straw bag will only be as good as the singer-like skills of the following, which is much worse than her brilliant sister. Since being sent to the palace, there are countless women who are highly skilled in the palace. In order to be pampered, she was forced to accept many devil-like trainings, and the one of them was taught by the Eight Emperors.

At the beginning of the rain, he taught her to hold a pen. On the snowy rice paper, he wrote: Linglong sieve, An Hongdou, and Acacia, do not know such a lingering discourse. Who can think of it, is it just a play?

Now it seems that I would like to thank the Eight Emperors. The writings of the Eight Emperors are very romantic. He always said that her words are soft and not hard enough, so she will be killed in the end. Now her writing is still smooth. Soft, but I don't know if he can see the murder.

Jiang Wei smiled and raised the rice paper from the table and blew it to Lulu: "Pick up and put it on the courtyard door."

Bai Yu and Forsythia also laughed and laughed: "There is a good name in the house. The girl's words are so good. If the young master can see it, then it would be fine." Then I realized that I had said the wrong thing, some uneasy. I looked at Jiang Wei.

Jiang Yan looked at her eyes. When Zhao Mei died, she was sent to Zhuangzi. Jiang Xinzhi spent a day and night in the temple, and finally failed to make Jiang Quan change his mind. One of Jiang Xin’s anger was plunged into the military camp. Before she left, she must return to her hometown, so that everyone would not dare to bully her.

In those days of pain, Jiang Xinzhi was her only spiritual pillar. Until one day on Zhuangzi, Chiang Kai-shek sent an audio message, but said that it was the battlefield of Jiang Xinzhi’s battle, and there was no bone.

She suddenly thought that when the news of the last death came, it seemed to be two years later. Now, two years ago, did things still have a turn for the better? Thinking of this, Jiang Wei suddenly became excited. If Jiang Xinzhi is still alive, she is not alone in this world. just…. How can I know if Jiang Xinzhi is still alive? How to reverse his fate?

Forsythia saw Jiang Yan frowning, looking confused, worried: "Girl?"

"Forsythia, when my mother died, I was sick in bed, I didn't know what was going on outside. I only knew that my eldest brother was in the temple for a day and a night. Later, my older brother said goodbye to me. You and the white donkey are outside, I ask you, but Do you know which military lord the big brother voted for?"

Forsythia stunned, and looked at the white scorpion face, shaking his head: "This, the young master did not say, the slaves do not know, but the slaves remember very clearly, when the border Hu people trouble, Chen Jiajun and Guan General are recruiting new recruits, but I do not know Which one."

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