Crying in anger, dressing up as a fake daughter and earning money to pamper the villain Three hundred and seventieth eight chapters attack the mind first
Three hundred and seventieth eight chapters attack the mind first
The Taifu of Yongzhou surrendered without a fight, saying that he did not want the people to suffer from the war, and he also believed in the character of King Luo.
It is true that Fu Jingchao had already ordered the army to be strictly controlled. When entering the city, he basically did not harm any plants or trees, and did not disturb the people.
Qingsi came in with the invitation in her hand and presented it to Fu Jingchao, "The prefect of Yongzhou, on behalf of Yongzhou, has prepared a welcoming banquet for the prince."
Fu Jingchao is not very interested in this kind of banquet, but since people know their interests, as a superior person, he naturally has to give face.
"Remind me to go to the banquet when the time comes." Fu Jingchao didn't take this matter to heart.
In the prefect's mansion, Wen Rucheng was drinking tea calmly and calmly, without looking anxious at all.
"What does father think of the people of King Luo?" asked the eldest son of the Wen family.
Wen Rucheng put down the tea cup in his hand, his eyes sparkling, "It's as sharp and powerful as the rumors."
There was no doubt that this game would be lost, so Wen Rucheng basically surrendered without any struggle.
With the Fu family following the general trend, Fu Jingchao quickly grew up to stand alone, and Fu Siye once again took charge of the army.
Neither brother is easy to deal with, and with the addition of Shen Xingwan, she is involved in many things.
"The people who planned the plan for King Zhennan at the border gate were confused, and the emperor was also confused. When dealing with people like the Fu family, they should be killed with one strike without leaving any room for error."
Prince Wen snorted coldly, "The royal family has been exhausted for a long time."
Speaking of which, if the former prince had survived and successfully ascended the throne, everything would have been different.
Wen Rucheng smiled and said nothing. The death of the former prince was the biggest secret of the Wen family.
He looked at his daughter, who was quiet and smart, and asked, "What do you think of Yuying?"
Wen Yuying is the most outstanding daughter of this generation of the Wen family, and has always been the most popular with Mr. Wen.
"Compared to King Luo, I am more interested in the future Princess Luo."
"What your grandpa means is that you'd better find a place next to Fu Jingchao." Wen Rucheng said, "King Luo will come to the banquet tomorrow night. Do you need your father to create opportunities for you?"
Wen Yuying looked indifferent, "It's a bad idea to lure someone like King Luo with sex. Having seen such an interesting soul as the Shen girl, how could he be superficially attracted to her skin."
Wen Yuying has always been such a calm person, Wen's father was even pleased, "Ying'er has seen clearly, there is indeed no other woman around King Luo."
"What are you going to do, sister?" Master Wen asked.
There was a hint of sharpness in Wen Yuying's eyes, "For such a person, it is natural to attack the heart first."
You need to choose the right time carefully, as people's hearts are complicated and this is the most difficult thing to do.
Wen Yuying stood up and saluted gracefully, "My daughter has to leave first. I will not attend the banquet tomorrow night."
To appear in this way now is to lower one's self-esteem and will not be treated favorably by Fu Jingchao.
Wen Yuying dragged her beautiful skirt and slowly walked out of the study.
Wen Rucheng knew that she had always had big ideas, so she didn't force herself.
Fu Jingchao, who was missed, was staring at the map in his study, making calculations in his mind.
If everything goes well, the war can be ended before winter. If you cultivate your health and take care of things during the winter, it will be time for Shen Xingwan to have hairpins next spring, and it will be time for Daqi to get married when she is sixteen.
He hopes to officially marry her in late summer or early autumn. Then he won't have to be separated all the time.
Thinking of this, Fu Jingchao revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth.
But Hong Ling came in with a bunch of things in her hand, "That Miss Yan brought you some clothes and medicinal wine."
Fu Jingchao didn't even look at it, "Throw it away. You can keep the medicinal wine for your own use, and keep an eye on her."
Fu Jingchao was not cold to her and led his troops northward. Yan Zhi couldn't sit still anymore and was anxious.
If she can't get a promise from Fu Jingchao now, it will be even more difficult for her to get the position when he takes over the north and his status becomes more valuable.
So she has been making little moves recently and has been in frequent contact with the Yan family.
Fu Jingchao planned to catch her first, to find out the power of the Yan family behind her, and then wait for him to free up his hands to catch them all.
Hong Ling said that she would offer incense to Yan Zhi in advance, in an attempt to impress Fu Jingchao.
The eldest son of their family has been like an iron tree that cannot bloom since childhood. It can be said that no oil or salt can enter it.
It was only when I met Shen Xingwan that I had some enlightenment. From the beginning, the two had their own plans, but later they became destined to each other.
The next day's reception banquet, Fu Jingchao and Xiao Han arrived as scheduled.
Wen Chengru has a strong literati vibe about him and is quite an elegant person. The banquet was held in the lotus pond, and the dishes were arranged in a fresh and elegant way.
His speech is not greasy, and he has a certain degree of advance and retreat. When he talks about people's livelihood with Fu Jingchao, he doesn't talk about poetry, and occasionally mentions the current situation.
Compared with most officials he had met, Fu Jingchao did have a good impression of him, at least not that bored.
After hearing Wen Yuying's words, Wen Rucheng was of course smart enough not to offer a beautiful woman at the banquet.
The atmosphere of the entire banquet was quite relaxed and happy because there were no such messy things.
On the attic opposite the lotus pond, there are glazed lamps hanging.
Wen Yuying was wearing thin and elegant clothes, standing upstairs and looking from a distance, her eyes were deep, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
On the other hand, the maid serving beside her opened her eyes wide for a while and whispered, "It looks good from a distance, but I can't see her face clearly."
"As long as he is King Luo, it doesn't matter what he looks like with his current power." When Wen Yuying said this, her tone was too harsh.
The maid asked cautiously, "Miss, are you unhappy?"
Wen Yuying was silent for a while and then said, "So what if I try my best not to lose to anyone, but I still end up embarking on this path... Is this the final destination of a woman?"
What she has learned over the years, in the end, the Wen family only needs her to use up all she has learned throughout her life to calculate a man's heart and win his favor.
She didn't know who was sadder for a moment.
The maid didn't dare to say more, she only dared to persuade, "King Luo is better than that one..."
Yes, she is already lucky.
The person her third sister married was a fool who couldn't even speak clearly.
Because she is the most capable, she is placed in the most important role.
She recalled what she had gleaned from the unofficial histories in the library when she was young, about the so-called character of the family and the courage to turn the tide in times of adversity.
Once upon a time, she was proud of her status as the daughter of the Wen family.
It's just that as I get older, the more I know, the cooler my heart becomes.
However, there are some things that she cannot escape as the daughter of the Wen family.
Wen Yuying's face was full of solemnity, "I must win this round."
Otherwise, she might end up not as good as the third sister. The Wen family never raises useless people.
The wind picked up, and Fu Jingchao raised his head sensitively and looked at the opposite side and upstairs, unable to see anything clearly.
All you can see is the cool glass lamp hanging in the attic, blowing in the wind.
