The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

When Zheng Qiaoer heard the word "bazi", her head started buzzing and she took several deep breaths before she could resist the urge to hit someone.

She tried her best to remain calm and said, "She's a girl, not a boy. You only need one man, Ma Chuyang. Oh, and don't we have Huo Shiwu? We can't keep so many of them at home."

Tang Xinghe smiled and said nothing. Just keep it in your heart. You guys don’t understand the friendship between brothers.

I also heard my mother muttering, "Look at your cousin Yunqi. He is eager to get married during the mourning period, fearing that he will miss out on a good girl. I tell you, such a good girl is hard to come by. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again. Wait until he gets married with someone else, and then you can cry."

In the past, Tang Xinghe would definitely say, "I will really cry if Chu Yang gets married..."

After all, only Ma Chuyang would accompany him to do things that would harm others and not benefit themselves, and they would even do things that would benefit others and not benefit themselves as long as it was fun.

But today... Tang Xinghe had a bold idea, "Hey, mother is right. I will ask Chu Yang tomorrow if he wants to get married together. If he does, we will each marry a girl from the Fu family, and we can all live in the same mansion and play polo every day. Oh, I am such a talent!"

Zheng Qiaoer: “…”

You are indeed a talent! Is this the attitude towards marriage?

Although, but, however, so... She didn't dare to imagine how beautiful the scene would be. But since her son didn't refuse, she thought she could ask Mrs. Fu's opinion tomorrow and test the waters.

With this goal in mind, Zheng Qiaoer was full of energy. She perfunctorily applied the medicine to her son and sent him away. She hurried back to her room and had a lively chat with her husband.

Tang Chuyu pondered and said, "Normally speaking, this marriage is not a good one."

"Why is it bad?" Zheng Qiao'er was puzzled. "The girls in the Fu family are so heroic. A daughter-in-law like this is honest and will not play tricks with you. I have to be very sad."

"You are in so much pain." Tang Chuyu frowned slightly, "Don't you want to think about what your husband does? And think about what General Fu's family does?"

After all, she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion. After this reminder, Zheng Qiaoer actually reacted.

Their Huguogong Mansion is now in its heyday and has a prominent status. Her husband is also the Minister of Revenue.

What does the Minister of Revenue do? He manages the country's purse.

General Fu, General Fu, and Madam He Yulan are still doctors in the Ministry of War. To put it bluntly, the Fu family holds military power and great power, and with a purse, which emperor can be at ease?

Zheng Qiaoer was stunned. "This... Emperor Mingde is a good emperor. He wouldn't think like this, right?"

"What if?" Tang Chuyu stretched out his hand and scratched Zheng Qiaoer's nose. "Don't think about it. Before it even starts, give up the idea. If you really want to find a wife for Xinghe, I think it's best to find someone from a lower family. We don't need the family background of our in-laws to support our status and build a foundation. To be honest, even if it's a concubine's daughter, as long as she's good, I can accept her."

"You are talking without any pain in your back." Zheng Qiaoer rolled her eyes at him, "If Xinghe really kills a concubine, I think you will beat him up."

"No." Tang Chuyu shook his head. "Character is more important than family background. In powerful and aristocratic families, most of the legitimate daughters are the mistresses, and the losers are still the losers. It doesn't matter if it's a concubine's daughter or a merchant family. As the saying goes, the character must be good."

"But the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family must be more educated and have a longer-term vision... There is a reason why the marriage has been well-matched since ancient times." Zheng Qiaoer, as a mother, naturally did not want her son to really marry a concubine's daughter.

Tang Chuyu said calmly, "I just said that. Xinghe is still young, so it won't hurt to watch him for a few more years."

Zheng Qiaoer was very angry. "On the eve of the military exam, I went to the temple to draw a fortune for your son. They said it looked good. If you ask for his future, he will be a general with high power in every life, with a bright future. But for marriage... Alas, they said your son has no marriage destiny at all, and will end up alone for the rest of his life."

"Maybe he wants to sell your beads and jade pendants to make some money." Tang Chuyu stared at Zheng Qiao'er, "Did you spend a lot of money to buy some jade from that person to ruin your life?"

Zheng Qiaoer: “…”

Is this the point? I bought it, but...

"Go to sleep," Tang Chuyu laughed, "You haven't even realized that you've been fooled by the sorcerer again. Our Xinghe is a handsome man, and he's very successful now, how could he end up alone forever? Alas, Xinghe has finally succeeded, he has exceeded my expectations."

Zheng Qiaoer was instantly drawn to this topic and forgot about her marriage. She chatted with her husband Tang Chuyu enthusiastically and refused to sleep.

From Tang Xinghe's small group, to how they would climb up the roof and tear off the tiles if they didn't fight for three days, to how they dare to fight the Wan people now.

When she was moved, Zheng Qiaoer started to cry again. But she found that the man didn't even say "hmm". She looked over and saw that he had fallen asleep.

I was so angry in my heart, but when I heard the man's steady breathing and smelled the slight scent of alcohol, I felt that... this life was complete.

The man is good, the son is good, and even the aunts and uncles who usually don't get along well have become close to each other. I am thinking of holding a banquet for the successful candidates in the imperial examination one day and inviting everyone who should be invited to make it lively.

In the past, her son was known for being naughty, and people always used words to poke her, saying, "Today I saw the teacher scolding your son Xinghe again, but there is really no need for that. The children of the Duke of the Guardian's Mansion don't need fame and fortune, just eating and drinking well is enough, don't you think?"

Her son Xinghe had long been considered a playboy in the capital. But who would have thought that such a playboy would dare to fight with the people of Wan!

She had already thought of what words to use to show off at the banquet, and she vowed to make those who looked down on her son regret saying such nonsense in the past.

Zheng Qiaoer tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and she started laughing as she lay there. As she laughed, tears started to flow again. She heard the man muttering in her ear, "Yes, the madam is right."

When I looked up, I saw that the man was talking in his sleep.

It was on this night that I thought of my son who had died in the womb and had been tortured with the "broken bones incense", and my pillow was wet with tears.

Every household has lights on.

After Gao Pinyuan helped Lian Huai, who was dressed as his wife, into the mansion, he immediately moved away and said, "Thank you, young lady."

Lian Huai said, "Master Gao, you are welcome. I am here on the orders of the Emperor. You don't have to pay attention to me. Just go about your business."

Gao Pinyuan felt as if he had been pardoned, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay." Then he went back to his study to get busy.

Because this is his real daily routine. He is usually so busy with official duties. He is afraid of disturbing his wife's rest, so he often rests in the study.

The servants in the mansion are used to it.

I just felt that the night was particularly long, and I felt uneasy because my wife was not at home.

I don’t know where my three sons are. I received a letter a week ago saying they would soon arrive in the capital, but now there is still no sign of them.

It was the first time that Gao Pinyuan felt so uneasy. He spread out the drawing and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't concentrate at all.

At the same time, in their bedroom, Lian Huai had already set up a tight net, waiting for the Wan people to sneak in.