Reborn Spoiled Ming Wangfei

Lan Younian followed Lan Jianjun and the blue ink string and sat in a carriage to go to Anzhen Xiangfu, which is the home of An Zhenniang.

"Look, today, you don't want to run around with your brother," Lan Jianjun said with a worried heart. Then he said seriously to the blue ink string. "The ink string, the Anzhen is not in harmony with my blue house. I have never invited me to the party." Lanfu, nowadays, not only invited me to the blue house, but also deliberately let the words come, there is a crisis."

The blue-faced face of the blue ink string is also serious. How did he not know his father's worries? When Anzheng married his father to do the aunt, An Zhenxiang threatened to let his father turn his mother into a servant, so that An Zhenniang became a wife, but the father of that time. Not only did he refuse to accept the Anzhen Niang, but the father had no match with Anzhen, and because of such things, the gap was deeper. Later, An Zhen Niang entered the government as a servant, but the father never asked, this is the face of An Zhenxiang, who is swaying in the Ming Dynasty. In the future, the two will fight in the officialdom many times.

Later, my mother died, my father mourned, and An Zhen Niang also got a chance in the government. The Anzheng had a lot of stability here. Later, when his father went to the frontiers to fight the war, there was no intersection with An Zhen, so the two men’s grievances I put it aside, but now I am looking at the posture of An Zhen, I am afraid to stare at my sister...

"Father, my son knows that my son will pay more attention to his eyes today and take good care of his sister." The blue ink string is comforting. Today, I don’t want my sister to come here, but the post of Yu Xiangfu is not just a name. Come here, the old lady and An Zhen Niang in the early morning are also persuaded many times, if they do not come forward, they will fall into the tongue.

"Look, be more careful today, everything is to protect yourself, what is wrong, what the father will be for you!" Lan Jianjun looked at the daughter who did not say a word, my heart was also anxious, although he It’s a military commander, but the civil servants are not obsessed with the bends. It’s best not to think about An Zhen’s, otherwise...

"Thank you for the maintenance of the Blue General" Blue You Nian is still the appearance of a smile, not a little anxious for today's banquet.

"Look!" The voice of Lan Jianjun brought a seriousness. "How do you hate the father's neglect of the year? You want to be promised to the father, but you can't make a fool, you know if you take a wrong step today. You will be in danger!"

"Ao?" Lan Youn thought raised his eyes, and the star-like eyes suddenly burst into the cold chill of the cold. The chill made the blue Jianjun, who was always in the battlefield all year round, feared that he was only in one person. I have seen it, that person is the King of the Wind.

"Looking..." The blue ink string was also surprised by the coldness of his sister's body. He was afraid that his thoughts would hit his father and let him have more troubles today. The blue ink string was called with blue prayers, he did not want His most respected father and his most loved sister became such a confrontation.

Lan Jianjun seems to feel that his tone is too heavy. He wants to say something, but Lan You Nian has closed his beautiful eyes. He seems to never put anything in his heart. It seems that he never puts anything in his heart. This world is alone.

Lan Youn thought about today's banquet. Today is the 50th birthday of An Zhen, so the grand banquet invites the capital to be a nobleman. An Zhenxiang has been so smooth for so many years, his eldest daughter has already been a queen of a country, and he has assisted the two kings in the wind and less Chu. If the future of the two princes is less than the glory of the throne, then he can imagine that he is safe. How high is the status. Moreover, today's Anzhen is the official ambassador, and the people who are arrogant are in a constant stream. Such a conceited person, the daughter is not a pet, and the Anzhen phase is so swallowing.

Some time ago, Lan Ya and Lan Zhi walked to the Xiangfu House from time to time. It must have been said in front of An Zhenxiang that the Anzhen phase would regard itself as a nail in the eye. Today’s party may be more difficult. In fact, the purpose of An Zhenxiang is not difficult to guess. He and Lan Jianjun did not agree with each other. However, although Anzheng was quite official, he did not have military power. I thought that the blue army would hand over the military power to the blue silver in the future, but did not want the blue army to have no such idea. Therefore, the amnesty not only wants to remove itself, but more importantly, it wants to remove the blue ink string and let the military power belong to the blue silver hand. It is much easier to help the wind to win the position, so in the future, the amnesty can be described as one person under the 10,000 people.

The carriage stopped, Lan Jianjun took the blue ink string and blue secluded and read the carriage, and the carriage followed followed, and then walked down the four mothers of An Zhen Niang. Today’s An Zhen Niang carefully dressed up, big The peony green tobacco yarn Bixia Luo, the pink narcissus scattered green leaf skirt, wearing a thin silky green emerald yarn, low-pitched hair obliquely inserted inlaid pearl jasper scorpion. It is obvious that more than 30 years of age have deliberately dressed up as a small woman, which makes people feel uncomfortable. And behind her, Lan Zhi and Lan Ya are carefully dressed up, but also a beautiful scenery.

An Zhen Niang looked at everyone's appreciation for herself. In fact, I was so sad that I came back to my father's birthday, but I can't share a carriage with my husband. I don't know how the lady in the capital is behind. Jokes myself, but the father has promised to rectify the monk, to see how long she can be proud of, not only the identity of the prostitute is her daughter, this glory and pet will also be her daughter.

Lan Younian followed the blue Jianjun with Xiaoyan into the Anzhen Xiangfu, the red wall surrounded by protection, the green willows hang down, three hanging flower gates, and four sides of the hand-painted veranda. In the courtyard, the roads are tied, the mountains and stones are dotted, and the "Anfu" plaque is hung on the building. The entire courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, with beautiful gardens and exquisite gardens. The backyard is full of roses and treasures, and there is a pool with a white stone road that crosses the Qifang River.

"Isn't this a sage? It's really radiant today!" An Zhen stood outside the hall and greeted the coming man. He was wearing a golden black robe. Although he was already fifty years old, he looked very good. The looks are quite elegant, but the eyes are not afraid to be ignored.

"Ampson's 50th birthday, how can this general not come!" Lan Jianjun did not pay attention to the name of the sage of An Zhen, not even as respectful as He Taifu. The people around me also saw that the general Blue did not agree with the Anzhen, and it also fell into the face of An Zhen.

An An Niang, who followed her, had a white face. She did not expect that Lan Jianjun would still not recognize her identity on this day. It seems that he is dirty for his cockroaches. His blue voice is like watching An Zhen Niang’s pale. On the cheek, I cast a smug smile, and this smile was clearly seen by An Zhen Niang.

An Zhen is very dissatisfied with the blue building army's ignorance, but today is not a good day for his own banquet, and he and Lan Jianjun have been fighting for so many years, not eager at this time, today he wants What I did was the blue ink string and blue mourning that followed the blue Jianjun.

"This is the blue car riding general, it really is a hero out of a young boy!" An Zhen with a few points of unclear appreciation of the blue ink string.

"Thank you for your praise!" The blue ink string has already converge on his own sunshine smile when facing the outsiders. At this time, he is the car-riding general who heroically killed the enemy on the battlefield.

"No need to be too modest, this is probably Miss Blue who just came back!" An Zhen was deliberately exerting pressure when facing Lan Yunian. After all, the person who went to kill this girl would have died without a whole body. No such awkwardness, a girl can deal with so many secret guards, even if those dark guard martial arts are very common.

A lot of eyes around him looked at the blue secluded view that stood there. She stood quietly beside the blue ink string, and the soft wind swept over the veil on the cheek. The blue silk danced in the wind and burst forth. delicate fragrance. Even if she knew that her face was ruined, many people present were still immersed in this beautiful picture.

The blue sorrowful lips are lightly opened, and the eyebrows are low. "The little girl has seen the Anzhen phase." The sound is crisp and elegant. The life will be compared with the blue and blue ya, and the appearance is nothing but temperament.

An Zhen carefully looked at the blue sacred thoughts that were just a child in front of him. With his many years of sensitive experience in the floating officialdom, he felt the danger of the opposite girl. Even if she had no strength in her hands, she was young and had no backing, but she was safe. The prime minister is aware of the danger, this woman can never stay!

"An Niang is back, Yiner is back, ah, let the grandfather look at it!" An Zhenxiang deliberately did not pay attention to the blue and blue thoughts, and the blue secluded thoughts of the living were left there.

Everyone thought that the blue sorrow would be wronged, but the blue sacred thoughts were self-confident. Although the expression of blue secluded thought could not be seen under the veil, everyone felt that the girl was not arrogant. Under the next, the Anzhen is an elder or a smug.

Lan Jianjun is very dissatisfied with An Zhen’s disregard of his daughter, but at this time he can’t get angry at all. Even if he is a military officer but not stupid, Lan Jianjun can only anger in his heart and take the blue mourning. Into the inner court in the banquet.

Many people have come today, and almost all of the Beijing official's children have arrived. I think that the power of the Anzheng in the officialdom can't be underestimated, and today the two princes and the four princes are here, even the big princess Feng Luo has come early. Here, everyone greeted each other, and the Blue Jianjun was taken away by some people on the official site. When leaving, he explained the blue ink string to take care of the blue mourning.

Blue ink string knows that her sister has never participated in such a banquet, and she does not know any Miss Gee, so she took Lan You Nian to the banquet in an inconspicuous place, for fear that her sister could not adapt to such an occasion.

Lan Younian looked at the banquet, but it was nothing more than wearing a red, green and green 女子German woman and a teenager. Or it was the mutual coldness of the officialdom. She really didn’t like this kind of banquet. The predecessor took over the family and often walked around like this. On this occasion, this is the first time I have attended such a party, and I am a little tired.

"Look, don't like it?" The blue ink string sat next to the blue sorrowful look, and looked at the impatient smile in the blue mourning eyes.

"Well, is it better to go back to sleep at this time?" In the face of the close people, Blue Nian will restore his nature, really like a child.

"Hey? Isn't this the third sister? How do three sisters sit here?" Lanzhi's voice was in an accident, but the voice still attracted many people's eyes. Originally, everyone was just coming back to this blue house. The prostitute is very curious, so it is always like watching the blue secluded things like watching the fun.

Blue ink string frowned, looking at Lanzhi's eyes as if looking at the enemy, he can see that Lanzhi is here to find fault, really uneasy, I really think that she can be unscrupulous in the prime minister's house?

"Three sisters, today's pastries are specially made from Zhenwei Pavilion. I am afraid that the three sisters have not tasted it yet!" Lanzhi's voice is soft and contrived, but the irony contained therein is clear. Her third sister is just a dumpling from the country. How can such a thing be eaten?

"How? Didn't the three sisters really taste it? It's a pity. The cakes in Zhenweie are delicious and delicious. The three sisters can eat a little more today!" Lanzhi smirked his mouth with a handkerchief, as if he was surprised.

"What are you talking about? A few days ago, I went to the cherished restaurant with my blue sister. Is there such a thing for your sister? Is it hypocritical!" A female voice came from the banquet.

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