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

"Lin Xinyue has a sister, Lin Moyue, who is just right."

Lin Moyue had just grown hair this year and was waiting to marry her, but even the marriage arrangements between the two families failed to come to fruition.

The Lin family lost a lot of face because Lin Xinyue and Li returned to their parents' home, and now they are worried about not finding a chance to gain face.

The Minister of Household Affairs Lin was very enthusiastic about choosing Baihua Empress, but it was a pity that he lost to the Wei family in the end.

"The relationship between Minister Lin and Chief Wei is a bit delicate. They form alliances from time to time, which is very detrimental to my father-in-law."

During the Dragon Boat Festival Dragon Boat Race, the Lin family first sided with the Jiang family, but turned against Jiang Fulu midway.

Jiang Fulu has always held a grudge over this matter, and every time he goes to court, he has to say a few strange words before he feels at ease.

"Let's spread the news that Wei Jing was kidnapped by the barbarians, and wait until the people protest and demand that Baihua Empress be replaced..."

Jiang Yuzhu knew it at first and looked at Xie Zhao in surprise.

As expected of the male protagonist, with eight hundred tricks, he is definitely the strongest in the book!

"The Lin family will not waste the opportunity and strongly recommend Lin Moyue. Even if the Lin family continues to explain and argue, there will inevitably be problems with the Wei family."

With the help of the young master of the Wei family, and the shield of the Lin family, the Queen Mother's anger could not be directed towards herself.

Except for the Wei family, everyone took advantage.

"Shilang Lin is not stupid. If he wants to restore his daughter's reputation, he will definitely charge into battle willingly."

In short, you just need to be a promoter silently, and then sit back and enjoy the results.

"As for my cousin's marriage, let's start preparations first. We can get married in a low-key manner while the Lin family is at its most prosperous, so as to distract some attention."

Xie Zhao doesn't have to worry about Jiang Yuzhu, he can solve all problems with ease.

Jiang Yuzhu took a deep breath, stood up and walked around the study. After seeing a complicated drawing on the desk, she said in surprise: "Master, is this a shipbuilding drawing?"

"Yes."

Xie Zhao was surprised that his wife could understand it and took the initiative to explain.

He has been sitting in Jing Zhaoyin's position for several years, and it's time to make a move.

"Zhang Ju, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is old and has low energy. He has repeatedly proposed to retire and return to his hometown. The emperor has chosen his husband to take over this position."

The Ministry of Industry is not as rich as the Ministry of Officials, but if Xie Zhao becomes Minister of the Ministry of Industry, he can be on an equal footing with Jiang Fulu.

It can be said that he is the youngest minister in the Qi Dynasty within a hundred years.

For this reason, Xie Zhao must make political achievements to silence the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty.

"Master, if you make political achievements in shipbuilding, you will be worthy of succeeding as Minister of the Ministry of Industry."

Jiang Yuzhu couldn't help but be a little surprised. Xie Zhao was promoted, and her status also rose accordingly, making it easier for her to dominate.

Xie Zhao nodded. He had been searching for ancient books everywhere recently, looking for skilled craftsmen, just to learn from them.

Shipbuilding cannot be completed overnight, nor can it be done on paper. First build a model, test sail it in the sea, and make timely adjustments.

"The Emperor has never given up trade with the outer seas."

Although the outer sea is far away, if one day many capable shipbuilders emerge in the outer sea and send soldiers to plunder Daqi's territory and close the country in isolation, wouldn't it mean that we would be deaf and blind without any preparation?

Xiao She takes a long-term view and takes precautions.

As the new emperor of Da Qi, Xiao She had ambitions and strategies. When his troops and horses were strong, he would open up new territories and expand his territory.

Xie Zhao, on the other hand, considers the people wholeheartedly. He only hopes that the people will farm and work hard, have clothes to wear, have food to eat, and can afford to drink decoctions and medicines when they are sick, and will no longer be desperate to sell their children because of the disease.

In the study room, the light is bright.

Speaking of the ambition in his heart, Xie Zhao's eyes were filled with tiny glimmers, which touched Jiang Yuzhu: "Master, your achievements are my concubine's share."

Xie Zhao gave a rare cheerful smile and said: "That's natural. Fighting alone is too lonely after all. The so-called high place is just a helpless choice."

None of the women around Xiao She, including the Queen Mother, were trustworthy.

As an emperor, he is destined to be alone in the future.

The night was dark, and the mottled moonlight was faintly visible through the lush branches and leaves of the trees.

Xie Zhao accompanied Jiang Yuzhu by his side, and the couple walked on the path of Jingzhao Yin Yamen.

The carriage was already waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. Xie Zhao suppressed the disappointment in his heart and said, "Madam, I will accompany you to visit the capital on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day."

Originally Jiang Yuzhu wanted to date the sisters, but when she received Xie Zhao's invitation, she thought for a moment and said cheerfully: "Okay!"

Xie Zhao is about to be promoted, so he still meets his little request.

In the next few days, as if calculated, the news that Wei Jing had been kidnapped by the barbarians spread like wildfire, making her uncontrollable.

The Hundred Flowers Festival is a big festival. If an unchaste woman pretends to be the Lady of Hundred Flowers, it would be a blasphemy to all the women in Daqi!

The people were agitated and surrounded Wei's house. Jingzhao Yin Yamen expressed strong protest.

It seemed that someone was guiding him, even if the Wei family secretly sent people to obstruct it, it still had little effect.

The Queen Mother in the palace was furious when she got the news, and had no choice but to summon Chief Wei.

Finally, on the day before Chinese Valentine's Day, Wei Jing was replaced by Lin Moyue as Baihua Empress.

In the Wei Mansion, there was another crisp sound of tea cups falling to the ground.

The woman who managed the warehouse had just put on a new set of tea cups, but Wei Jing swept them all off with her sleeves.

The mother-in-law said with some embarrassment: "Miss, this tea set is my wife's dowry..."

In the past, the lady only used to punish servants, but she was not as unpredictable as she is now.

It's useless to do this for a man.

Wei Jing's eyes were scarlet, and she pointed at her mother-in-law's nose and cursed: "In this house, I am the master. It's not your turn for a servant to point fingers. Someone drag her out and beat her hard!"

The mother-in-law still wanted to struggle, but was dragged away by two strong women.

Then, the sound of chopping boards sounded in the courtyard.

"Ah! Miss, spare your life!"

The mother-in-law shouted with continuous slaps until her voice became hoarse and her breath became weaker and weaker.

Wei Jing leaned on the couch, listening to her mother-in-law's screams as beautiful music, mesmerized.

After a while, the mother-in-law could hardly scream anymore.

Wei Jing looked at Shuxiang coldly and asked: "That old woman had the courage to teach me a lesson just now, why doesn't she scream now?"

Shuxiang trembled slightly, and forced herself to calm down and replied: "Miss, I am getting old, and if I continue to beat her, I might kill her."

The mother-in-law had no strength to scream, her butt was almost broken.

Shuxiang wanted to plead for her mother-in-law, but was shocked speechless by Wei Jing's gloominess.

"Human life? She is a lowly slave, and her life is not as valuable as that of a dog."

Wei Jing sat up straight and showed a bloodthirsty smile, "The beating will not stop until you die. I will show those thoughtful dog slaves that this is the consequence of contradicting me!"

That night, the mother-in-law died and was beaten for another hour. There was a pool of blood in the hospital.

All the servants in the Wei Mansion were silent, feeling uncomfortable in their hearts. In addition to fear, most people also had a rebellious mentality.

They are servants, so their lives are really not as valuable as dogs?

Everyone gathered together and whispered: "I heard that the young lady had caused trouble on the first floor before and almost caused a loss of tens of thousands of taels of silver. Jiang Yuzhu did not punish me, but was considerate of the servant..."

It was said that Jiang Yuzhu had a bad reputation. Neither the servants of Jiang Mansion nor Xie Mansion were smart enough, but Jiang Yuzhu never disliked their stupidity.

"It would be great if we worked as errands under Mrs. Xie."

It was the first time that Shuxiang had such an idea, and was pulled aside by Mo Yun. Mo Yun covered Shuxiang's mouth and said, "What the hell are you talking about, don't you want to die?"

Everyone has his own destiny. As a servant, your life is like a piece of grass. Where is the chance to choose?

A servant who betrays his master will only die a worse death.

Shuxiang's eyes turned red and she said excitedly: "Mo Yun, I don't believe you don't have other thoughts!"

If you just punish the servant who made a mistake, Shuxiang would understand.

Tonight, the old woman persuaded her and was dragged away by Wei Jing to vent her anger. The person was beaten to death and she couldn't leave peacefully. The body was beaten for another hour.

Shuxiang couldn't bear to recall that scene.

If staying with Wei Jing is the only way to die, then she must fight for a chance of survival for herself.

It's not worth it to work with Wei Jing for your life!

Mo Yun smiled bitterly: "Shuxiang, do you think I don't want to? But as servants, what can we do?"

The two maids looked at each other and shed bitter tears.

In the bedroom, Wei Jing is eating snacks.

The wind blew and a crack was blown out of the window.

The man in black flashed in and jumped into the inner room.

Wei Jing put down her snack, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Who are you?"