After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi played with tangerines.

He squinted at the Jiang girl, "Want to marry me?"

Jiang Ruru nodded nervously.

She was shy and timid, and her voice sounded like a gnat: "Although Ruru is far away in Shengjing, she has also heard of the good name of the son. You conquered Yelang, reversed the case for defending the country, and defeated the criminal Schrodinger, just like your heart. A great hero in China. Marrying you is as lucky as Sansheng."

Concubine Jiang immediately praised: "What a wonderful child! If Qingyun and Qinghe hadn't had a marriage contract, I really want Ruru to be my daughter-in-law."

Although she hated Xiao Yi, the military power in Xiao Yi's hands was jealous.

As the saying goes, men conquer the world, women conquer men, such as her niece, if she marries Xiao Yi, then she can conquer Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi will get closer to Jiang's family.

The **** of Princess Jing will definitely be mad at death.

Xiao Yi sneered: "I have a marriage contract."

"If you don't mind."

"I mind."

Jiang Ruru: "..."

Ordinary men, aren’t they always pitying and cherishing jade?

Why is Xiao Yi speaking so straight?

The delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, she raised her small face, tears in her eyes.

Xiao Yi sniffed the sweet and sour smell of tangerines.

Since returning to Shengjing, King Jing, an old man, really thought he was his son.

It's nothing more than taking care of Laozi's airs, and I have never stopped disgusting his marriage, and have to give him Jiang Ruru, saying that it is a marriage with the Jiang family that he is right.

He came to see Jiang's family today just to make things clear.

Thin lips pulled up a smile, and he slowly said: "I'm not afraid of Miss Jiang's jokes. The person who helped Weiguo reverse the case was Princess Baoyi. It was also Princess Baoyi who shot Schrodinger. It has nothing to do with me. In your mind. Her hero should be her."

Jiang Ruru: "..."

What does she recognize a woman as a hero?

She twisted the embroidered handkerchief and said softly: "His Royal Highness, Ruru is willing to be a small one."

Xiao Yi's status is precious, so what's the point?

As long as you marry, there is always a chance to comeback.

Just like her big aunt Jiang Guifei, although she is only a concubine, she is no different from the queen.

Another example is her second aunt Jiang Fangfei. Although she is only a side concubine, who doesn't regard her as a serious master in the palace?

After a few more years, maybe the concubine Zheng will die.

Concubine Jiang's heart aches: "What a good boy! This kind of affection makes my aunt feel distressed after hearing this. Which man has the heart to refuse!"

Xiao Yi said, "Ms. Jiang, who do you think is more beautiful compared to the princess?"

Jiang Ruru: "Princess Baoyi's country is beautiful, so she is naturally better. But the master said that you can't judge people by appearance."

"Then do you think, who is more wealthy between you and her?"

Jiang Ruru: "Nanjia is the richest man in Shu County, so naturally I can't speak with her. But the master said that wealth is just a passing moment."

Xiao Yi grinned.

He twirled the golden tangerines, "I am a very powerful person. You are born beautiful without her and rich without her. What do I want to marry you? Do you want to look ugly or want your family to be poor? Why, the Jiang family Depressed to the point where you need your son to help the poor?"

Those who had never dealt with him only felt that King Jing Shizi was as cold as ice and snow.

But after getting acquainted, I know how venomous this person is.

Jiang Ruru is a girl with a thin face. The first time she came out to see her husband, she was disgusted and poor at home. She instantly covered her handkerchief and brought the rain.

"Naughty!"

Lord Jing was furious.

He suddenly shot the table, "Nizi, do you want to **** me off?!"

The Jiang family's complexion is extremely ugly.

In front of the family, Xiao Yi put the golden tangerines on the round table.

He pressed his palm little by little, and the nice golden tangerines were pressed into rotten orange cakes.

He got up, patted Lord Jing on the shoulder with his palms soaked in orange juice.

He warmly said: "It's also an older person. It's fine to accompany your woman more and less interfere with your children. Look at Brother Chu Qingyun, how did you grow up?"

After speaking, he left.

King Jing stared at the brocade robe that was soaked in orange juice, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he said, "Xiao Yi, do you still want to be an official in the court?! If you dare to disobey the king, this king tells you that you will never be in the court!"

Xiao Yi was a great official in Xinjiang.

But Sheng Jing has no place for him.

Coming here from years ago, he spent his leisure time in the house, fighting cock-and-dogs all day.

It's like a tiger with its claws removed.

Xiao Yi stopped.

He looked back and smiled loosely: "If I can't enter the court, it's not you. But you and Jiang Taifu dare to point fingers at my marriage, I promise, we will not enter the court. From now on, we will be three. It’s not bad brothers or sisters."

King Jing watched him push the door and leave.

He was so angry that his hands were shaking.

Taifu Jiang is a figure at the level of Xiao Yi's grandfather. He is Xiao Yi's own father. Where is Xiao Yi's face, dare to call them "difficult brothers"?

"The good son you got back!"

He angrily scolded Princess Jing.

Concubine Jing was happy in her heart, coughing lightly, and pleasingly peeled the oranges for him.

Xiao Yi stepped out of the elegant seat, with a cold expression on his face.

Shengjing Chaotang represents the central power.

It's just that this power is controlled by Taifu Jiang, and even the appointment of officials is controlled by him.

It is imperative to enter the dynasty as an official, but he needs an opportunity to bypass Jiang Taifu.

There was a noise from downstairs.

He looked down.

More than a dozen old ladies with silver hair and skirts stepped into Yulouchun one after another.

They are all the ancestors of officials and officials.

Yangliu graciously invited them to the first row, "Old ladies, please sit down, you must know that the boss of Lenghuaping made a bet with our Yulouchun boss, who will be more comfortable with the drama. Welcome. If any theater loses, from now on you will have to take off the signboard and do business in Dongfuyuan with your tail between your tails. The judgement right is now in your hands."

The old ladies snorted from their nostrils.

The headed Mrs. Zhang sneered: "We old sisters have listened to most of our lives. If you don't sing well, we won't buy it! Don't expect to cheat and bribe us!"

Yangliu smiled.

Xiao Yi stepped into the elegant seat of Nan Baoyi.

Han Yanliang embraced the little Jiao Niang he hadn't passed, one paw was pinching Xiao Jiao Niang's cheek ambiguously.

This vixen eats all men and women.

He squinted his eyes and stared at Han Yanliang badly.

Han Yanliang let go of his hand regretfully.

Xiao Yi sat down beside Nan Baoyi, "Jiaojiao is betting with Shuli?"

"Yes."

Xiao Yi played with her dreadlocks, "Are you confident to win?"

Nan Baoyi: "No."

She is sure that young people will like her new play.

But the old ladies are very old, and whether they can accept new things is unknown.

Xiao Yi smiled: "If you lose—"

"I won't lose." Nan Baoyi's eyes were shining, "The emperor will perform a cameo on the stage. Those old ladies sitting in the first row can definitely recognize the emperor. So you guessed it, they dare not say this drama. Doesn't it look good?"