Pampered and fierce wife: Reborn daughter-in-law has a strategy

As expected, Xiao Yinchu, ah no, ah no, should be called Xiang Jingkun now.

When Xiang Jingkun mentioned this matter in the court, the situation exploded in an instant.

Many people angrily accused Xiang Jingkun of acting arbitrarily.

Looking at the indignant old minister, Xiang Jingkun sneered in his heart, but his face did not change at all. He just asked calmly: "Everyone, please tell me what you think."

"Your Majesty!" An old minister took the lead and said, "Since ancient times, there have been no nobles. What ability do those untouchables have that they can stand in the same court as me and other people who are full of knowledge? It is really an insult to politeness!"

"Your Majesty, the untouchables have no talent or virtue. They will only turn this elegant hall into a vegetable market for fun and play. That is contempt for the imperial power, Your Majesty!"

"..."

Suddenly, the sound in the court was filled with their voices of opposition.

Xiang Jingkun held her chin and watched them quarreling below. They all basically had the same idea. They couldn't let those mud-legged people they looked down upon stand on the court and stand with them.

After arguing for a long time, they found that Xiang Jingkun, who was supposed to enter their battlefield, was still sitting lazily on the seat. The noise subsided and they looked at Xiang Jingkun who was sitting in a high position.

Looking at the old or fat faces, Xiang Jingkun stretched out and said: "It's so noisy." The soft words echoed in the silent hall, and sounded like drums and bells in their voices. Echoes in my ears.

Noisy...

Noisy...

Noisy...

The faces of the elders standing in the hall turned green, and they all froze in place, as if they couldn't believe what they heard.

Xiang Jingkun especially felt that it was not enough, and added: "It's like a vegetable market."

This stirred up a hornet's nest. The middle-aged ministers looked as if their parents had been killed, their faces were livid and their whole bodies were shaking. The older men were shaking even more, as if they were about to faint.

"Your Majesty! How can you compare us with those people in the market? Scholars can be killed! They cannot be humiliated!" One of the old men looked at Xiang Jingkun angrily, angrily flicked his sleeves and pointed at one of the poles in the hall. The pillar rushed over.

"Master Meng! Master Meng!" Everyone panicked and stopped him quickly.Looking at Mr. Meng with white hair, everyone present felt a bit sad, and some of the ministers even knelt down: "Your Majesty, Mr. Meng is old, why did you bother to force him to death?"

Xiang Jingkun was sitting on a high seat, watching the noisy scene in the hall, and then turned to look at Li Xinran, who was standing aside as if he was a lifeless puppet.

Li Xinran noticed something and raised her eyes to look at him. He was far away, but Xiang Jingkun couldn't see her eyes, but he was sure of one thing. There was definitely a mocking look in Li Xinran's eyes.

"Am I going to force him to death?" Xiang Jingkun murmured to himself. Looking at the chaotic situation below, he stood up slowly. As soon as his oppressive momentum was released, the voices in the hall gradually disappeared. Each of the officials raised their heads and looked at Xiang Jingkun.

Xiang Jingkun looked at the chaotic ministers in the hall and sneered: "My dear friends, you keep saying that you are a scholar. Look at your current appearance. How can you still be a scholar and look like a noble from a well-known family?"

The chaos just now left them all disheveled, especially Mr. Meng, whose hair was disheveled, like a madman.

Xiang Jingkun looked around and said with ridicule in his tone: "Did I say anything when I said I forced Master Meng? How did I humiliate him? Did I whip him with a whip, or pointed at my nose and scolded him?"

Listening to Xiang Jingkun's ridicule, Master Meng's face turned red.

Xiang Jingkun ignored him.

He is the emperor's grandson who ascended the throne, but he also conquered this world by himself. He sits up straight and stands upright, and is not afraid of anyone, let alone these people who are just a bunch of helpless people to him.

Looking at Mr. Meng with disheveled hair, Xiang Jingkun sneered and said: "The family's requirements for their descendants should be both talented and moral. His face will not change even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, and his joy and anger will not be expressed in his face. Mr. Meng is just arguing because of what I said. He made such a fuss that he wanted to commit suicide, and he behaved so unruly... and had the nerve to call himself a noble of aristocratic family." He glanced at Li Xinran and abruptly changed his words.

But just the word rogue was enough to make Mr. Meng's face turn red and he looked like he was about to commit suicide.

Naturally, everyone went to stop him, but Xiang Jingkun shouted: "Don't stop him!" After scolding everyone, Xiang Jingkun looked at Mr. Meng and continued, "Let him hit him. If he gets injured, go back to recover, and he will kill me." I will grant you a generous burial, and spread the news of Lord Meng’s deeds throughout every corner of Chu, so that knowledgeable people from all over the world can comment on the aristocratic style of Lord Meng’s family!”

Xiang Jingkun's words became faster and faster, and the sarcasm became more intense: "I said that others are insulting to gentleness, and I am as noisy as a gangster in the market. If I just tell the truth, I will threaten my own life! Then! I will ask when the time comes, whether this world belongs to me or to your Meng family!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell to their knees, including Li Xinran: "Your Majesty, calm down."

"I'm not angry. What am I angry about? It's just that the people who were defeated in the bloody battlefield are named Meng. What can I be angry about? Since I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time. But I don't know that this time, Can the Meng family resist me?"

Master Meng was trembling all over. He didn't understand why Xiang Jingkun stopped caring about Emperor Chu Min's way of managing affairs. He was obviously sitting on the throne under the banner of the former prince, so why was Xiang Jingkun so stubborn?

Xiang Jingkun looked around and said in a deep voice: "You look down on the untouchables and think that they act without rules and are vulgar. But in my eyes, your behavior is the same as theirs."

"Corruption, bribery, greed for money, lust, greed for power, and profit grabbing. You call yourself a noble family, but what are your actions different from ordinary children? Your family can be passed down for hundreds of years, and you naturally have your advantages. But in the world, Could it be the king's land, the shore of the land, or the king's ministers? If you feel that I can be intimidated by your inheritance and have the ability to fight with me, you can come and I will accompany you!"

The loud rebuke could be heard in the hall. Everyone was lying on the ground, but no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

"Now, who else is opposed to the idea of ​​General Li patrolling for network talents on behalf of the emperor?"

Everyone around was silent. Xiang Jingkun nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, General Li."

Li Xinran kowtowed: "I'm here."

"I designate you as the General of Hunting West. You will lead five thousand cavalry to patrol the world and recruit talents from all over the world for me. You will set off immediately without any mistakes."

"Sir, take the lead!"

……

It was night, and a dark figure knocked on a magnificent back door, slipped in under the guidance of a servant, and was led to an unlit room.

"See..." Black Shadow was helped up before he finished speaking.

"Master Meng, there is no need to be polite." The moonlight came through and hit the black figure's face. It was Master Meng who had been crying and making trouble in the morning.

Mr. Meng's eyes were filled with tears: "The new king has humiliated me so much that I have no face to live!"

The black shadow comforted: "Why should Master Meng do this? First there was the Meng family and then there was Dachu. The new king acted recklessly and insulted Master Meng. Then the person who insulted Master Meng should pay the price. How can the victim pay the price in this world?" .”

"...What you said is true!" Mr. Meng's cloudy eyes slowly turned from lonely to sharp.

You should make Xinjun pay the price!