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

Xie Zhao's eyes were deep, and the flowing light in his eyes was a little cold. He bowed and saluted: "Yes, the emperor heard you right. I do have this request."

"When I was taking the scientific examination, Chief Assistant Wei was the examiner. I received some advice, but I can't even talk about my mentor."

Xie Zhao won the first prize in the examination and was regarded as a disciple of the emperor.

Over the years, Xie Zhao has been very tolerant of the Wei family based on his dignity back then, but that doesn't mean he has no bottom line.

If the matter is not completely resolved, Jiang Yuzhu will not be able to explain it.

"Miss Wei has smeared Yuzhu many times. Yuzhu will only blame me and treat me as the source of trouble."

Xie Zhao was hampered by family affairs and had no way to devote himself to the emperor.

Xiao She was still in shock: "Yuan He, I thought you had some affection for Miss Wei..."

"How did the emperor find out that there was something wrong with what I did on a daily basis, which caused the misunderstanding?"

Xie Zhao recalled carefully that he had never mentioned anything about Wei Jing to the emperor.

Xiao She rubbed his forehead: "But you don't look at Jiang Yuzhu differently?"

If a man treats his wife coldly, it only means that he doesn't like her, and he probably has someone else in mind.

In addition, there were rumors flying all over the world, so Xiao She believed it to the fullest: "Go and ask Jiang Fulu, you might have the same idea as me!"

"My father-in-law has never mentioned this matter to me."

Xie Zhao frowned slightly and tried to search in his mind.

Xiao She couldn't help laughing and said: "That's natural. The Jiang family is all weird. They only care about whether Jiang Yuzhu is comfortable and don't take you seriously at all."

After Xiao She finished speaking, he regretted his frankness and thought carefully about the suspicion of provocation.

The truth often hurts.

Unexpectedly, Xie Zhao was not affected at all: "Your Majesty, my father-in-law doesn't have to put me in his eyes, just keep it in his heart. After all, I and my father-in-law are officials in the same dynasty. If they get too close, it will inevitably be suspected of forming a clique for personal gain."

Xiao She: "..."

In the battle of words, Xiao She's performance was stable and he was defeated repeatedly.

Not mentioning the miserable Jiang Fulu, Xiao She said with embarrassment: "During the spring hunt, the chief minister of Wei once knelt down and asked me for a marriage. He only wanted you as a son-in-law. Even if the legitimate daughter is a common wife, the Wei family will accept it." .”

Xiao She agreed to Xie Zhao's refusal and never relented under tremendous pressure.

He deliberately threw big trouble into the Jiang family, but Princess Yutan intercepted him on the way: "Miss Wei did a great job in saving the life of the Queen Mother. How can I say it when she and Jia Xinglin are together?"

Xie Zhao was silent for a while, and said after a while: "After the death of Duke Mao Guo, I was like a frightened bird. I suspect that I acted too fast and frightened the snake."

This time Xie Zhao went to Qunma County and only caught one line of human trafficking.

People who do this kind of thing are well-informed and will not come forward when the news comes.

"According to the rules, Jia Shizi observes mourning for three years. In order to show the emperor's great kindness, the emperor granted him a marriage and to stabilize his honor."

After all, it is a century-old family with a big tree and deep roots. If it is uprooted in a short time, it is easy to suffer backlash.

Xie Zhao added: "The chief minister of Wei is the head of all officials, and he should share the emperor's worries."

"With Miss Wei's temperament, if she opposes this marriage, she will definitely try her best to get rid of Jia Xinglin."

Jia Xinglin stayed filial piety for three years, leaving enough time for the Wei family to take action.

"If this is the case, the chief minister of the Wei and the nobles are incompatible with each other. The emperor only needs to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."

This is tantamount to dragging Chief Wei into his own camp to do useless work. Due to conflicts of interest, Chief Wei has to charge into the battle.

Xie Zhao spoke eloquently, and with a stroke of his pen, Xiao She directly issued the edict of marriage: "As expected of Yuan He, he is thoughtful and considerate."

After handing it over to the young eunuch to deliver the order, Xiao She smiled bitterly and said, "I have sacrificed a lot for this. How are you going to compensate me?"

After achieving his goal, Xie Zhao stopped talking nonsense, turned around and waved his hand and said: "I am going to go to the Yamen. I will wait for the new play of Dequan class in a few days. I will meet the emperor to watch a good show."

I'm here to pick you up, not to invite you.

Xie Zhao touched his withered wallet. He had no money.

This move was regarded as a way to promote Jiang Yuzhu's new play and earn money from the emperor's theater tickets.

Soon, the imperial edict granting marriage reached the Wei family.

Wei Jing thought that she would get what she wanted, so she tried her best to maintain her reserve on the outside, but she was cheering in her heart.

"Marriage to Wei Jing, the legitimate daughter of the Wei family, and Jia Xinglin, the eldest son of Duke Mao..."

Wei Jing could no longer hear clearly what the little eunuch said. She couldn't bear the great grief and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the imperial edict red.

The servants of the Wei Mansion were immediately in a panic.

This was an imperial decree granting marriage. The steward hurriedly accepted it and gave the young eunuch a sum of money as hush money.

A few hours later, Wei Jing opened her eyes.

Chief Wei sat beside the bed and sighed: "Daughter, it's your father who has no ability. I'm sorry for you."

Originally he was arguing with the emperor, and the emperor agreed to consider it, but suddenly changed his mind.

Xie Zhao's handiwork was involved in this matter.

Chief Wei deliberately concealed it and did not mention it, fearing that Wei Jing would be even sadder when she learned the truth.

"Dad, I don't blame you."

Wei Jing opened her mouth and made a weak sound for a long time.

The moment she heard the decree of marriage, the hot blood flowing in Wei Jing's body instantly solidified into ice, and even her fingertips were frozen.

She tried to bend her fingers, but found that she couldn't move them.

What could be more cruel than giving hope and then cutting it off after despair?

Wei Jing closed her eyes, and tears rolled down her face.

She bit her lip hard, blood running down the corners of her mouth.

Chief Wei Wei was shocked, worried that his spoiled daughter would not be able to think straight. Just as he was about to speak, Wei Jing suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes brighter than before, filled with hysterical madness.

"Dad, that bastard Jia Xinglin is still observing his filial piety. If he dies in an accident..."

There is no one she can't get, and the less she can get, the crazier Wei Jing becomes.

She has been studying and practicing calligraphy since she was a child, and she is obviously more outstanding than men. This has destined Wei Jing's vision that only Xie Zhao is worthy of her.

Chief Minister Wei couldn't bear to see his daughter getting into trouble with her bigotry, so he persuaded her: "Although Xie Zhao is talented and learned, he is cold and lonely, and naturally lacks the love between children. If you enter the Xie family, there is no guarantee that you will not be the second Jiang Yuzhu. "

Wei Jing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief: "Dad, don't you think that only a man like Xie Zhao is worthy of your daughter's sincere trust?"

"Xie Zhao is cold to Jiang Yuzhu because he doesn't like it, doesn't care, and doesn't care. When he meets the woman he likes, he will only want to possess her more crazily than any other man!"

Xie Zhao is abstinent because no one can light that thread. Once it is lit, it will be out of control.

Wei Jing is looking forward to the day when she will become Xie Zhao's one and only.

Men in Daqi, who have a little wealth, only want to be romantic, clean and self-sufficient.

For a man like Xie Zhao, whatever Wei Jing does is worth it, no one can compare with him!

Within a few hours, the news of the marriage had spread throughout the streets.

Jiang Yuzhu was in Xie's Mansion and listened to Hong Li's vivid description: "The moment Wei Jing received the imperial edict, an incredible light shone in her eyes. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious..."

Not only did the red carp's voice rise and fall, but he also covered his chest with one hand and made a gesture of spitting blood.

Jiang Yuzhu was sipping tea and said with a smile: "Red carp, keep making it up. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is quite interesting."

Hongli paused and said angrily: "Madam, it has spread all over the house, it is not made up by slaves!"

The master and servant were joking. Xie Zhao thought that Jiang Yuzhu was not feeling well, so he returned home early for the first time and came over with a food box: "Madam, drink some white fungus and snow clam soup to nourish you."

Jiang Yuzhu looked as alert as if she were facing a formidable enemy: "Master, have you poisoned me?"