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#1103 Dong family daughter

Jiang Siming suddenly glanced at Wang Yun, who had been silent for the whole time. In addition to having an adopted daughter, Diao Chan, Wang Yun actually had a biological daughter of his own.

This is what Diao Chan told him, because Wang Yun's own daughter's appearance is different from ordinary people, which often arouses ridicule.

Therefore, Wang Yun never mentioned this matter and locked his daughter in the mansion so that no one could see her.

"Wang Situ, don't you have a daughter at home? Why didn't you report it?" Jiang Siming asked.

When I asked, all the ministers around me were holding back their laughter. They didn't dare to laugh even if they wanted to.

Wang Yun was also embarrassed and hesitated: "Prime Minister, Wang Yun does have a biological daughter, but..."

"But what?" Jiang Siming asked curiously.

"It's just that my little girl has a strange appearance and a rough figure, so it is difficult to be a queen." Wang Yun explained honestly.

However, Jiang Siming's eyes lit up and he pretended to be very proud and said: "We are making a fair selection. We can't just look at looks. Let's wait until one day I take Diao Chan to the palace to meet her."

"If that's the case... then it will cause trouble to the Prime Minister."

Wang Yun could only agree, and at the same time he felt a little lucky in his heart, what if he won...

A few days later, Jiang Siming came to Dong Cheng's house in person.

Dong Cheng's whole family went out early to greet him.

"Meet the Prime Minister!"

As soon as Dong Cheng and his family saw Jiang Siming, they all immediately saluted and shouted in unison.

A girl standing behind Dong Cheng secretly looked at the youngest prime minister in the history of the Han Dynasty.

The girl looked around and met Jiang Siming's eyes.

The girl looked away as fast as an electric shock. Her cheeks instantly turned red and she lowered her head in panic.

"Comrade Dong, no need to be polite, please get up."

Jiang Siming said kindly, Dong Cheng thanked him quickly and took Jiang Siming into the Dong Mansion.

"Dong Cheng, your mansion is really exquisite, with small bridges and flowing water, it has a Jiangnan style."

After walking around the Dong Mansion, Jiang Siming smiled and said to Dong Cheng beside him.

Dong Cheng smiled and said: "The Prime Minister is laughing at this. In fact, many of the furnishings in this mansion were conceived by my daughter and asked to be made by my servants."

"Oh? It seems that Dong Qianjin has a good way of running a family and taking care of affairs." Jiang Siming praised.

Dong Cheng beamed with joy and whispered: "Then I have to ask the Prime Minister to say a few nice words in front of His Majesty. It would be even better if His Majesty can summon my daughter to see you."

Jiang Siming raised the corner of his mouth and said: "If Ling Qianjin is really the mother of the country, I will naturally help you more, but I haven't met Ling Qianjin yet."

Upon hearing this, Dong Cheng immediately shouted behind him: "Xuan'er, come here quickly!"

Among the Dong family's entourage, the girl who had looked at Jiang Siming before came out obediently.

When he saw Jiang Siming, the blush on his face still lingered, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look up.

"Prime Minister, this is my daughter Dong Xuan. She is fifteen years old. She is about the same age as Your Majesty. She is just about to get married."

In ancient times, girls matured prematurely, and many families got married at the age of fourteen.

It’s not considered puppy love. Girls in ancient times grew up very quickly. At the age of fourteen, they were already equivalent to eighteen or nineteen years old today.

Fifteen years old is equivalent to early twenties, so we cannot look at the problems here from a modern perspective.

Dong Cheng introduced it diligently, but Dong Xuan only lowered her head and was at a loss.

Hearing that Dong Cheng wanted to betroth herself to the emperor, Dong Xuan felt a little resistant for the first time.

In the past, she always believed that her parents ordered the matchmaker to marry whomever her father wanted her to marry.

But just in the first ten minutes, her mentality began to change.

Jiang Siming looked at Dong Xuan standing in front of him and said, "Raise your head."

Upon hearing this, Dong Xuan carefully raised his head, revealing a face with picturesque features and watery hibiscus.

beautiful!

Beautiful indeed!

Jiang Siming took a quick look and found that although this girl was a little less attractive than Diao Chan and Xiao Qiaozi, she was not too different.

No wonder she became Liu Xie's favorite wife, but it's a pity that she was so beautiful.

Historically, Dong Xuan was brutally killed by Boss Cao because he had an heir from Liu Xie. It was impossible for Boss Cao to let Liu Xie have descendants.

And he, Jiang Siming, would also not allow Liu Xie to have a future wife.

This is a matter of principle. He and Boss Cao are on the same front.

If Dong Xuan also becomes the queen, Jiang Siming will definitely kill her in the future. Even if it doesn't work, she will have to have an abortion.

(Reader: Scumbag! Bah!)

But looking at it from another perspective, if Liu Xie has descendants, the rule of the Han Dynasty will continue.

If they are princes, they will never be able to make a comeback. Who will allow them?

Just seeing that such a beautiful and lovely girl like Dong Xuan would die in his hands in the future, Jiang Siming couldn't bear it.

"Dong Xuan, have you read a book?" Jiang Siming asked.

Dong Xuan replied weakly: "Returning to the Prime Minister, the little girl Dong Xuan has been asked by her father to teach poetry and calligraphy etiquette since she was a child."

"Have you ever studied female celebrities?"

"Hui Prime Minister, Dong Xuan knows a little about nvhong, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting." Dong Xuan did not dare to hide his answer.

Dong Cheng interjected: "Prime Minister, my daughter is also good at singing, especially "The Book of Songs", "Jiyu" and other operas."

Jiang Siming was stunned and said with some interest: "Then I really want to listen to a song. Is it such an honor?"

"That's natural. My daughter still has to rely on the Prime Minister for important events in her life. I'll let someone throw a banquet and let my daughter prepare for it."

After Dong Cheng finished speaking, he quickly asked someone to make arrangements.

Not long after, Jiang Siming finished visiting Dong's mansion and sat down in the Dong family's living room.

Jiang Siming sat in the main seat, accompanied by Dong Cheng and important figures from the Dong family.

The food in the Han Dynasty was pretty good, and people were very hygienic. Everyone had a table and a table, and they ate their own food.

Jiang Siming's desk was filled with dishes, and he was accompanied by a maid serving wine.

Dian Wei stood right behind Jiang Siming and never left.

"The Prime Minister's visit to Dong's Mansion today will really bring glory to Dong's Mansion. I would like to express my respect to you, Prime Minister, Dong Cheng, please do it first!"

Jiang Siming naturally did not refuse and had a drink with Dong Cheng.

It's just that the wine at Dong Cheng's house is too bad and tastes bad.

Fortunately, Jiang Siming asked Dian Wei to bring up the white wine he happened to bring. After a few wine burps, everyone at the banquet was drunk...

"Lord, haha, these guys are so useless, they won't be able to survive even after three drinks." Dian Wei laughed.

Jiang Siming gave him a funny look and said: "As long as you drink too much, go and have someone carry them back to rest. We will go back just in time."

"Oh." Dian Wei heard this and walked out.

Unexpectedly, he happened to bump into Dong Xuan who was performing in front of the hall.

Although Dian Wei is a rough guy, he can be quite naive sometimes, but he is quite capable of causing trouble sometimes.

"The Dong family are all drunk. Let your servants carry them away. You go in and behave well for the Prime Minister."

After Dian Wei finished speaking, he ran away without giving Dong Xuan a chance to react.

Then everyone in the banquet hall was taken away. Only Dong Xuan walked into the banquet hall, holding a guqin in his hand.

Jiang Siming was about to leave, and was a little surprised to see Dong Xuan, but then he sat back down safely. (To be continued)

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