Chapter 176 The male protagonist’s best mother-in-law (sixty-three)
"Even if I really don't deserve it, what can I do?"
Jealous in his heart, Han Chong's tone became a little harsh, "I can't decide on Nanping's marriage."
There is the Queen Mother and the Saint.
Furthermore, Han Chong didn't want to care.
When he mentioned Princess Nanping, he would think of Princess Yongjia who died young and the "heritage" of the Huo family that he missed.
And these will profoundly remind Han Chong: You are a fucking self-righteous idiot.
Han Chong knew that he had made a mistake, but he didn't want to admit it, let alone face it.
It's better to marry into a poor family in Nanping.
From now on, people will no longer be of the same class.
Among the crowd, a young and handsome boy sat high on the horse.
…
But just because they married different husbands, some became first-class imperial concubines, while others fell into the streets, or even died early!
Marrying is a woman's second reincarnation.
"Mingzhu has met my sister!"
Zhao Qingyun is the number one scholar, so what if he is a Wenquxing who is ranked sixth?
Han Jiaojiao snorted a few times casually from her nose, and then responded to Han Mingzhu.
Besides, Aunt Wu is really not a vixen who can charm men.
For example, the older generation of Beijing ladies are from the same family and equally talented and knowledgeable.
It is impossible for Zhao Qingyun to bring any substantial benefits to the title of Princess Nanping alone.
Wu Lang of the Cheng family was just a scholar, and it became a bonus for him when talking about marriage.
Han Jiaojiao became less and less worried about Han Mingzhu and so on.
The rich daughter who has been pampered for more than ten years has thickened her fingers and her face has become rough.
They stuck their heads out and looked far into the distance. Then, the boys and girls all exclaimed in surprise——
For example, although Han Mingzhu was only married to a legitimate son, her husband's family was from the Duke's family.
It's a humble family, a small family from a peasant family.
It may take several years, or even more than ten years.
Han Jiaojiao waved her hand casually, signaling Han Mingzhu to excuse herself.
A girl blushed and murmured in a low voice.
Seeing Han Chong's firm attitude, Aunt Wu sighed silently and did not continue to persuade.
After all, in this era, wives are valued based on their husbands.
But in the end, I lost a bit of confidence.
Although the young boys are not so infatuated, they still appreciate it very much.
A handsome man, a living, truly handsome man.
"That's the number one scholar?"
Even though she is young, she is still so beautiful!
"... Wei Jie and Pan An in ancient times were probably like this."
If you can't do it well, Han Jiaojiao will die not long after she comes in.
The little ladies were all excited.
Han Jiaojiao is the eldest sister. As the younger sister, she should respect and take care of her elder sister.
Just treat it like a stranger.
It doesn't matter if you come from a low background. The key is that people from different classes have different ideas.
Although the rich and powerful don't seem to value the No. 1 pick, there is one every three years. If you win the No. 1 pick, you won't reach the sky in one fell swoop.
They are really virtuous people.
However, Han Jiaojiao could not express her anger, but she would not get close to the mother and daughter.
He was born extremely beautiful, and his smile was as bright as the sun and as gorgeous as a flower.
She used to be envious and jealous of Han Mingzhu.
By marrying off, not only does a woman feel wronged, but she also "lowers her status".
Along the way, Zhao Qingyun didn't know how many purses, jewelry or bouquets of flowers were smashed, but he didn't move and allowed those things to fall.
The daughter I taught is also well-behaved, kind and beautiful.
There is no family support, and as for the Huo family, the power in the military has long been divided.
This is what Aunt Wu often said to Han Mingzhu, and Han Mingzhu deeply believed it.
"Sister, you, do you really want to marry that number one scholar?"
Han Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she left Han Mingzhu and others behind. She leaned on the railing and looked around.
But, what if one of your own children wins the top prize?
Even if you don't need to be the number one scholar, if you pass the examination, you will be able to make many nobles, and the clan will beat the gongs and drums to announce it to the world.
Thinking of the weak woman in his memory, Han Mingzhu's heart felt soft.
In the bottom of his heart, there was even some expectation——
"Oh my God, he's looking at me!"
Although the others didn't say it out loud, they were nodding wildly in their hearts.
She also has a "grandma".
When a person's appearance reaches a certain extreme, there is no distinction between male and female, it is suitable for all ages, and it is suitable for both men and women!
Not to mention, he is a genius with a sixth grade.
Looking at Han Jiaojiao and then Han Mingzhu, I suddenly don’t know which of these two sisters is really pitiful!
Han Jiaojiao: ...You are the one who is pitiful! Your whole family is pitiful!
I am the princess, I have a dowry, I also have my aunt, and him!
Han Jiaojiao ignored the group of boys and girls. She took out a purse and threw it hard at Zhao Qingyun.
...THE END!
She, Han Jiaojiao, is not a pathetic creature.
Zhao Qingyun's mother was still a rural widow, illiterate, vulgar and ignorant.
Her little sisters, followers and admirers felt that Han Jiaojiao was ignorant and was arrogant and domineering relying on her status and divine favor.
Knowing that the No. 1 scholar is eighteen years old and seeing the No. 1 scholar at the age of eighteen are definitely two different concepts.
In the future, when dignitaries hold banquets in the palace, Han Mingzhu will also be qualified to accompany her mother-in-law or sisters-in-law to attend.
Therefore, Han Mingzhu felt a little worried after knowing that her sister might have to marry low.
Some of the boys and girls seemed to have thought of this section.
For the first time, Han Jiaojiao did not pay attention to Zhao Qingyun because of Gu Qingcheng.
coming!
There was a burst of noise outside the window.
My sister has a weak body and bones, and even if she takes good care of herself, she may not be able to live a long life. If she is bullied again by her shrewish and vulgar mother-in-law, then, then——
It's not certain how long she will live.
Zhao Qingyun could only start from a junior official of the sixth or seventh grade.
Washing and cooking, all the smoke and fire, and in less than a year, he was so haggard.
The strong visual impact directly shocked a group of teenagers and girls.
It didn't really matter.
Now, when she heard that her sister would be married into a poor family, Han Mingzhu was very worried.
I don’t know whose daughter it is, but she opened her mouth to speak for Han Mingzhu.
No matter how favored Han Mingzhu is, she is just a concubine after all.
Han Mingzhu was the most well-behaved person, so she respectfully came to greet her eldest sister.
Han Mingzhu and several boys and girls came to watch the fun.
His face is like a crown jewel, his eyebrows are like a painting, and he is dressed in bright wedding clothes, which makes him even more handsome and handsome, like an immortal.
Han Jiaojiao leaned on the railing with her hands, looking intently with her beautiful eyes.
As for the royal family, in order to give an explanation to the world and the Huo family, they will definitely let Zhao Qingyun's family be buried with them.
Without Aunt Wu, there would still be Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wang.
When I was having a gathering with my little sisters before, someone's daughter said: "If the princess really marries into a poor family, I'm afraid she won't have the chance to attend our banquets in the future."
As for Han Jiaojiao, she can do it herself, after all, she is the princess.
Thinking that a genius like Zhao Qingyun might die in vain, Han Chong felt an inexplicable joy.
And she, Han Jiaojiao, was the eldest daughter of the Duke of Guo's palace, and she also had the title of princess, the princess's mother-in-law, and the generous dowry left to her by the Huo family's maternal family.
Her aunt always told her that she and Han Jiaojiao were biological sisters.
If you choose the wrong husband's family, you will have to return home for the rest of your life.
She leaned on the railing and looked down at him.
This face alone is worth the price of admission.
As a result, when I went to my husband's house, I still had to do the work myself.
And the most important point is that that damn girl from Nanping is weak.
She suddenly discovered that the handsome boy in her memory had grown into a handsome man.
Handkerchiefs, purses, bouquets, etc. were all thrown out.
It's not fake, it comes from the heart.
I heard that in the early years, the daughter of an uncle's family obviously brought a generous dowry and more than a dozen people as dowries.
Even if she was wary of the power of the royal family, Han Jiaojiao was aggrieved by what she said inadvertently.
When passing by the restaurant, he raised his head.
As if there was a certain destiny, Zhao Qingyun seemed to feel something while riding on the horse.
A few days later, three upstarts from Yijia were paraded through the streets.
"Oh my god, why are you so young?"
Han Mingzhu and others were also attracted by the sound and ran to the window one after another.
She is delicate and cannot bear to be wronged, and her husband's family is not her mother's family, so she will not be used to it.
However, Han Jiaojiao will no longer feel inferior.
And her usually pale face was unknowingly stained with two blushes.
And she was always overshadowed by Han Mingzhu's light.
In more than ten years, when we have children, class differentiation will become even more obvious.
This guy is, quite, pretty good-looking!
Han Jiaojiao:......
Sure enough, at the other end of Zhuque Street, countless people gathered around a group of people, slowly walking towards this side.
It's not her fault that her father is partial.
"It doesn't seem so bad to marry such a good-looking person."
Moreover, the Huo family is a member of the military, and there are differences between civil and military forces. Even if there are some remaining forces, there is limited help if they want to.
There will be this day, right!
They are all dead, there is no genius left, and there is no "evidence" to remind the world that he is a fool.
Han Jiaojiao felt her heart beating hard for no reason, and her mouth felt a little dry.
"you--"
As for Han Mingzhu’s worries, Han Jiaojiao said: DUCK doesn’t have to!
As soon as I got to the second floor, I saw the Huo family's black-faced guards guarding the door of a private room.
The two people's eyes met and entangled in mid-air, and then Zhao Qingyun smiled.
Han Mingzhu wanted to get close to Han Jiaojiao, but she had no chance.
As for Han Mingzhu's excellence, Han Jiaojiao no longer cares!
Not to mention anything else, Han Jiaojiao had already defeated Han Mingzhu when she was reincarnated into her mother's belly.
"He smiled at me!"
It's a pity that my sister left home when she was a child and always recuperated after returning home.
Han Jiaojiao didn't want to pay attention to Han Mingzhu, but Han Mingzhu looked concerned.
She is not an angry person. Her mother's death was caused by her father.
Han Chong was thinking very happily.
"How beautiful! How can there be such a handsome young man in this world?"
If the husband is too weak, the wife will suffer accordingly.
Han Mingzhu was used to Han Jiaojiao's coldness and did not feel humiliated.
Under the "hint" of the Queen Mother, Han Jiaojiao appeared in a private room on the second floor of the No. 1 Restaurant in Beijing.
The moment Han Jiaojiao threw her purse, Zhao Qingyun raised his hand.
The small purse fell steadily into Zhao Qingyun's palm.
Han Jiaojiao smiled, and her face, which had always looked dull due to her frailty, turned out to be very bright.
Looking at such a sister, Han Mingzhu suddenly felt a little strange.
PS: Ahhh, school is about to start tomorrow, I am so happy and excited! For four months, my little ancestor tortured her old mother at home for four months. A certain Sa was also affectionately called "squirting" by her little ancestor.
