Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

These few words made Jiang Yuzhu's heart beat violently. She deliberately turned around, but was hugged by Xie Zhao.

The Wei family has been implicated, but if you think about it carefully, Wei Jing has done countless evil things.

There is no need to be a villain to make Jiang Yuzhu unhappy.

Xie Zhao violated his original intention, so what?His principles and bottom line have not changed, but he has made slight adjustments to care more about his family.

It was getting late, and Xie Zhao had to go to court early. He had to solve the flood problem so that he could get his father-in-law Jiang Fulu out of prison.

Xie Zhao was infinitely close, carrying the familiar fragrance of mint on his body. His breath was hot and almost penetrated Jiang Yuzhu, causing her to shrink involuntarily.

"Madam, don't forget the words you promised to be your husband."

Xie Zhao pressed a kiss on Jiang Yuzhu's forehead, and then flew out of the window.

What Jiang Yuzhu didn't know was that Xie Zhao looked calm and sophisticated, but his cheeks were so hot that he turned up in the morning. Because the red and white colors were too conspicuous, he was breathing heavily, and the news that Xie Zhao was seriously ill spread like wildfire.

In the room, Jiang Yuzhu didn't react for a long time. The atmosphere was so high that it was just a kiss on the forehead. Is Xie Zhao really that bad?

During breakfast, Mrs. Chen glanced at her daughter from time to time and served several kinds of nourishing porridge.

Jiang Yuzhu always felt that her mother knew something. She looked away and hurriedly took the maid out for a walk after dinner.

Thinking of agreeing to the flattering booklet written by Xie Zhao, Jiang Yuzhu asked Hongli: "I remember you have a gentleman who wrote the storybook that you are familiar with?"

Hong Li nodded and said, "I have bought his storybooks for you several times. I recognize this person but I am not very familiar with him."

Jiang Yuzhu remembered that the gentleman who wrote the storybook had a good way of flattering her, so she ordered: "Hong Li, go and give the husband ten taels of silver and tell him to write a storybook praising my wife."

It's better to be exaggerated and praise people to the point of overwhelming.

Hong Li showed a look of confusion: "Madam, didn't you promise to praise me?"

Jiang Yuzhu knocked the red carp on the head and said: "How come you are so honest, maid? Think about it, your wife paid for the money. Every copper should not be wasted. It must be spent on the blade. When the time comes, I will appreciate it and give it to you." Wouldn't it be a new book if the name was changed to Master?"

Spending the same amount of money and benefiting both husband and wife is quite a deal.

As for whether it was reasonable or not, Jiang Yuzhu didn't care that much.

So, a few days later, Xie Zhao received a pamphlet, which praised him for looking like a hibiscus and having a bumpy chest?

Xie Zhao: Did Madam dislike him for being too thin, so she gave him some advice in disguise?

So, he slightly adjusted his schedule and got up half an hour early to practice martial arts.

Within a few days, winds blew from east to west, north and south in the capital, and there were different opinions on the new news.

Although the Wei family kept concealing it, the news spread like wildfire that Wei Jing had been abducted by the barbarians. The chief minister of Wei visited the palace several times, and finally the search fell to the Mo family of the General Protector's Mansion.

Wei Jing was rescued a few days later, but Mo Qianyu was strict and said nothing about the process.

The flood in the south sent two imperial envoys away, and the matter came to an end, and Jiang Fulu was also released from the Yamen.

After serving prison meals, Jiang Fululu and Yu Jijiu became three friends in times of need, and their relationship became even better.

Several uncles from the Jiang family came from the northwest. Without saying a word, Yu Jijiu used his connections to arrange for several of them to study in the Imperial College and watched them personally.

Several uncles from the Jiang family were used to being lazy, so they got up to read in the middle of the night, wailing again and again.

For this reason, Jiang Fulu clapped his hands and said, "Well done, Yu Jijiu!"

If you don't have talent, then you have to rely on hard work.

"There are several hundred members of the Jiang family. We cannot rely on Quan Guan to support us alone. We must all roll up and contribute to the clan!"

The more people there are, the more powerful it is, making it easier to form small groups.

Otherwise, in the early morning war, Jiang Fulu would always suffer because he did not have as many disciples as Wei Chief Assistant.

I can't scold him, but if I take action, I still don't have enough manpower, so it will be very embarrassing.

After listening to the sacrificial wine, Yu thought deeply: "Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."

After serving as an official for many years, this is the first time that Yu Jijiu has never had a relationship.

It turned out that he was not embarrassed and had a sense of value in helping his brothers.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Lu, if you don't mind, I would like to become brothers with you!"

Yu Jijiu is a scholar, and it is rare for him to show a bit of heroism.

When Jiang Fulu heard this, he stroked his beard and agreed: "You and I are as close as brothers, and we will be family from now on!"

The three of them became sworn brothers in the Jiang Mansion, and that night they stewed red and red vegetables in the kitchen.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

In previous years, there were only lanterns on Chinese Valentine's Day, begging for luck.

This year is different. The Capital has held the Hundred Flowers Festival every five years, which is particularly grand.

A Hundred Flowers Empress is selected in the capital. The chosen woman must be unmarried and chaste. She will be paraded through the streets in a carriage on Chinese Valentine's Day to pray for all women.

"Madam, if you choose Wei Jing to be the Empress of Flowers, you might as well choose a slave!"

Hong Li was very unconvinced, Baihua Empress sprinkled holy water to pray for blessings, but Wei Jing was full of bad things.

Hongfeng also echoed: "That's right!"

"Empress Baihua is a candidate for the government. Chief Minister Wei personally sacrificed his face and begged the Queen Mother. He thought that Wei Jing would take this opportunity to clear her name and get married to someone who was taken advantage of."

Jiang Yuzhu doesn't care, she is very busy now.

The Flower Festival requires supplies of flowers, lanterns, and masks.

These seem like small amounts of money, and if you seize the opportunity, you can make a small fortune.

Besides, it only lasts a few days.

After arriving at the private room on the first floor, after waiting for a while, Shen Zhilan hurried over with her maid Xia'er: "Cousin, are you impatient?"

"No rush, I just arrived."

Jiang Yuzhu waved to the maids, and when there were only two of them in the private room, she said, "Do you know why I asked you to the first floor?"

It is a prosperous place with several cloth workshops and garment shops surrounding it.

Jiang Yuzhu wanted to take Shen Zhilan shopping, buy some good materials, and also buy some ready-made clothes.

Shen Zhilan lowered her face and said, "Cousin, is it my aunt..."

Shen came to the capital mainly to focus on two things. In addition to Xie Zhao, Shen Zhilan's marriage was also included.

Shen Zhilan has been reborn. She was too useless in her previous life, and she doesn't want to jump into the fire pit.

What's the good thing about getting married? You spend your whole life with your husband and your children, and you don't live for yourself even one day.

"Cousin, what do you think I should do?"

Shen Zhilan sighed, there were still enemies in Jiangnan, and she didn't want to go back.

Jiang Yuzhu pointed at Shen Zhilan's dress and said, "Cousin Shen, why are you wearing such plain clothes now that you are so old?"

Marriage depends on fate, men are not worth caring about.

Dressing up is not to please others, but to please yourself.

Jiang Yuzhu smiled and said: "Even if Mom wants to arrange your marriage, you still know that forceful melons are not sweet."

Shen Zhilan was very moved. She was taught by her grandmother to be respectful, quiet and obedient since she was a child.

Her parents and relatives all told her how to make a puppet, but Jiang Yuzhu told her how to love herself.

After being reborn and living an extra life, Shen Zhilan understands how rare it is. It doesn't matter if she doesn't get married, but she just wants to protect her cousin and cousin.

Last time I saw her cousin giving her cousin a gift, Shen Zhilan found it sweeter than drinking honey herself.

While the two were talking, Mo Yan ran in panting. She and Shen Zhilan looked at each other and said at the same time: "Why are you here?"

"Sister Yuzhu, I got some news. The emperor wants to marry Empress Baihua to my eldest brother!"

After hearing that Empress Baihua was Wei Jing, Mo Yan burst into tears and couldn't help but cry for an hour.

"If that Sangmen star were the star, I would rather Shen Zhilan be my sister-in-law!"