During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

"Gungungun, I don't even want your son if you give it to me for free." Hu Jijiu pushed and beat him and threw him out.

Huang Shuli stood in front of the Hu Mansion, touched his nose, muttered something and got on his carriage.

This scene happened to be seen by Jiang Miao who was returning home.

"Aren't Huang Shangshu and Hu Jijiu brothers brothers? Isn't the marriage between the two families a closer relationship?"

Lan Xin pursed her lips and smiled, "What the girl doesn't know is that Huang Shangshu has three sons. The eldest son and the second son passed the Jinshi examination early and went to work as officials. But this youngest son is neither good at literature nor martial arts. Just, we’re already twenty and we haven’t made an agreement yet.”

Lan Xin has been chatting with people recently when she has nothing to do, and accidentally learned a lot of gossip about various families.

"Hu Jijiu's family has five sons and six daughters. Five of the daughters are married. There is only one concubine left in the family. Although she is a concubine, she is very talented. Anyone who comes to propose marriage will treat Hu Jijiu as a concubine. The threshold of home has been leveled.”

After the five daughters of the Hu family got married, they took care of their mother-in-law, raised their husbands and raised their children. They were all known as virtuous wives, so the youngest daughter of the Hu family became a favorite.

In comparison, Huang Shuli's youngest son can be called a playboy. If he really got married, he would be like a flower stuck in cow dung.

"How old is the Hu family's daughter?"

Lan Xin swallowed, and sat upright with stiff limbs, "I'm eighteen."

You are still not married at the age of eighteen?

"Do you want to marry Luo Tingye?"

Jiang Miao's eyes seemed to have claws, and Lan Xin was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly.

"Don't worry, lady, Your Highness will not act recklessly."

Jiang Miao spread her hands, "But Hu Jijiu is his master, what if he forcefully asks Luo Tingye to marry him?"

"Impossible. His Highness should not be such a person. I heard that Luo Jingce also wanted to marry the daughter of the Hu family before, but was rejected by Hu Jijiu. Hu Jijiu also said that the daughter of the Hu family would never be married. Not a concubine."

"Did you really say that?"

Lan Xin nodded like a fool, she was good at everything, but she always had a daughter-like attitude when it came to His Highness.

Everyone can see that His Highness is devoted to the girl, but the girl is always worrying about gains and losses, and from time to time she wants to break up before His Highness.

Sometimes I think about it, His Highness is quite pitiful. He is obviously the most noble person in the world, but he still wants to let the woman next to him go.

"Hey……"

Jiang Miao turned to look at her, "Why are you sighing?"

"I'm thinking, it would be great if one day I could meet a man like His Highness, who would always give in to me, think of me, and support me."

For some reason, when Lan Xin was talking about candidates, Ouyang Zhen's shadow appeared in Jiang Miao's mind.

If you think about it carefully, the scene of the two of them together seems quite harmonious.

When I got home, it was already dark, and the concierge handed the letter he received to Jiang Miao.

The letter was written by Luo Tingye. It was on a few pieces of white paper. The words were revealed after being smeared with soapy water.

The letter asked Jiang Miao to enter the palace tomorrow to express her gratitude.

Jiang Miao read it twice and curled her lips, "It's only one page in total. It's so mysterious. I thought something happened."

After I finished complaining, I started to think of something to give.

Luo Tingye's father was dying, so she couldn't go empty-handed, but there was nothing in the palace. People in the palace made clothes and shoes, so there was no need for her. The only thing that can be obtained is food.

Jiang Miao found the recipe book she brought from the mysterious town and chose a health-building chicken soup. Worried about the reaction between the medicine and the medicine, she replaced the ginseng in the recipe with something else, and entered the palace. Before, I specially asked someone to find Ouyang Zhen with the menu.

Only after Ouyang Zhen saw that there was no problem, Jiang Miao dared to take her into the palace.

When entering the palace, the guards at the palace gate just took one look and let him go.

Not long after, King Yuzhang came out of the palace. When the guards were inspecting the gifts given by the emperor, a scent of fragrant chicken soup came. King Yuzhang, who had not had breakfast in the first place, was instantly hungry.

The guards were surprised that King Yuzhang had received so many rewards. It took a quarter of an hour just to check.

It wasn't until the smell of chicken soup lingering in the air dissipated that King Yuzhang got on the carriage.

The unruly look on his body was covered up by the cold air the moment he got in the car, and his dark pupils emitted a captivating light.

As the carriage started to move, Zhang Bin, an aide, said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty has given you a lot of rewards. Can you please give me any extra favors?"

The emperor had always loved King Yuzhang, but the relationship between King Yuzhang and the prince was not good. Judging from the emperor's attitude towards the prince and princess, he would definitely show kindness to King Yuzhang before he died.

The emperor said a lot, but King Yuzhang didn't pay much attention to it, "Just let me be honest and reward you with a bunch of junk things, thinking who cares!"

"Didn't you create a prince title?"

King Yuzhang gritted his teeth, "No."

He also didn't understand why the emperor's attitude changed completely this time when he entered the palace. He was obviously fine before?

"hiss……"

A burning pain came from the injured arm, and King Yuzhang couldn't help but frown. Zhang Bin realized something and hurriedly took out the medicine from the medicine box of the carriage.

After applying ointment, the burning pain disappeared.

At this time, King Yuzhang was sweating profusely.

Zhang Bin packed up the medicine box, fixed it in the secret compartment, and poured him a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, during the trip to Qingzhou, the poison you were poisoned has not been completely cured yet. It will not work like this all the time. Treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause."

King Yuzhang took a sip of tea, stretched his arms, and moved a few times, "How can the poison of the noble family be so easy to be cured? It doesn't cost anyone's life. Let's talk about it later!"

The carriage drove into Zhuque Street, and the flow of people gradually increased.

Zhang Bin asked: "Your Majesty, did your Majesty say anything else?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Bin pinched his beard and raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course it is about Luo Tingye and Jiang Miao. We have used so many methods before to recommend many girls from aristocratic families to His Majesty, and His Majesty also agreed well. Why now? No movement?"

Jiang Miao was born as a peasant girl. Even though she saved Luo Tingye's life and was the sister of the No. 1 Duke, she was still not ready to be a queen.

With His Majesty's temperament, he will definitely choose several concubines for Luo Tingye to help manage the harem.

Why is there no movement now?

King Yuzhang rubbed the dragon-patterned jade pendant around his waist. There were two jade pendants in total. They were given to him and the emperor by the late Emperor when the old King Yuzhang was still alive. After the old King Yuzhang passed away, the jade pendants were passed on to King Yuzhang. .

The emperor's piece was given to Luo Tingye.

The emperor specifically mentioned the origin of the jade pendant today, with a friendly attitude, but with a hint of warning, which made people confused for a while.

"Luo Jingce died. Everyone thought it was the aristocratic family who had done it. Luo Tingye was angry, and granting a marriage at this time would only be counterproductive."