"Do you need her to be the queen if you and me fight against women and children? Besides, Mrs. Zhongguo is ranked first-class, and the queen is also the first-class. Is there any change in grades? Not to mention the imperial guards left to her by the Emperor." She would not be used as a decoration.

Nie Sang became much more serious this time: "I know, mom." After Nie Sang said that, he suddenly thought of another question: "Mom, Nian said, does Wang Xiaohu know about this?" Nie Sang blinked his clear eyes, as if there was no malice.

She is indeed not malice, but she suffers a lot of losses at Wang Xiaohu every time she gets together and she doesn't like her. She always feels cold and sad. It seems that everyone owe her, and she always makes people unintentionally wear small shoes, just wanting to see her suffer a loss...

Mrs. Nie sighed at her daughter's keenness, but she just looked at her daughter and smiled, without answering this question directly.

Nie Sang also smiled, and the more he thought about it, he became happier. He leaned on his mother's shoulder and laughed out loud.

"You, don't be calm in the future, and you must be calm even when you enter the palace."

"My daughter knows that her daughter will not disappoint her mother."

Mrs. Nie was not worried, but she was worried about the emperor, Miss Shi, the daughter of the Liu family, and the lively and charming girl in Duke Mo's mansion, she was colorful and had different colors. She never saw the emperor's heart and lovely girl, and now she will like her own girl.

Maybe, everyone pays attention to an opportunity. At that time, Lord Ming was worried about state affairs and his power was not determined, so he naturally had no energy to consider his children's personal relationships.

Now that the country has settled, it may fall into the emperor's eyes: "Be good, as long as your peaceful mother is satisfied."

...

In the Wang Mansion.

Wang Xiaohu felt very aggrieved and told his mother about his experience. A sarcasm was optional, but... tears were already rolling in his eyes, and he had never felt so wronged.

Wang Jiang had never seen such a ridiculous thing. He snatched things from children and bullied Xiaohu without adults, but he was not ruthless. Those who could do such a thing either didn’t take their Wang family seriously or they didn’t have to take them seriously. No matter which one should be treated with caution: “You said Mrs. Nie was there at that time.”

Wang Xiaohu wiped his tears: "Yes."

"Did she say anything?"

Wang Xiaohu thought about it and shook his head: "No, but when the two of them first came in, their daughter saw her nodding to them."

"That's to know, know..." Wang Jiang was a little strange. Since they knew each other, they were a well-known family. Who would bully a little girl so unreasonably: "You go back to your room first, I'll ask if you can get the skin back." The skin is small, and the behavior is big.

"Thank you, mom...if you are embarrassed, forget it."

"Mom has her own sense of responsibility."

The Wang Jiang family naturally had their own divisions. Among the six ministries, the Ministry of War was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue. They were under the residence of the Lao Jiu Prince. Now the one sitting on the throne is the son of the Lao Jiu Prince, which is their lineage, and there are few people who do not give them face.

Since the two knew Mrs. Nie, there was no reason not to recognize the logo of the Wang family, they still took the thing away without any scruples: "Bi Mo." Jiang directly sent a letter to Mrs. Nie and asked about the identity of the man.

...

Mrs. Nie looked at the letter in her hand and sighed in her heart. No one is stupid, they are all human beings. Since Jiang asked, she has no perfunctory reason. Otherwise, whether the two families should work together in the future, she can guarantee that there will be no need for each other's help in the future.

Mrs. Nie had no choice but to write a reply: the two aunts around Mrs. Zhongguo.

...

After reading the letter, Wang Jiang directly photographed the letter on the brocade quilt. He didn't dare to do it on the table, for fear that the sound would be loud and let people know that she had complaints about Mrs. Zhongguo!

Wang Jiang couldn't help feeling a little frustrated, but apart from being frustrated, she couldn't do anything. Not to mention that Mrs. Zhongguo wanted to put a corner of the table for Princess Di'an, she would cut it for Princess Di'an to play with it. Who dares to say anything at this moment!

Zhongguo Mansion! Why didn’t the late emperor take this woman away? How could she dare to treat Xiaohu like this when her daughter became the queen?

"Madam, are you having a headache again? I will rub it for you?"

Wang Jiang's headache was even more: "No need, call the lady."

"yes."

After hearing his mother's words, Wang Xiaohu was shocked and suspicious: "Mom said... are they from Zhongguo Mansion?"

“So that’s the end of this.”

Is that the first queen? After Wang Xiaohu was surprised, he felt a little jealousy and yearning. She was also a person who had heard many rumors about Mrs. Zhongguo in private. Although she also sighed with the sisters, she also felt that Mrs. Zhongguo was living freely.

I didn't expect that even the slaves around Mrs. Zhongguo were like this... so... Wang Xiaohu felt aggrieved and happy to see a trace of Mrs. Zhongguo. After all, the legendary figure did not expect that she would meet: "Mom, should we look for it from the warehouse in our house and give Princess Di'an some skin."

Wang Jiang frowned: "No."

Wang Xiaohu wondered: "Why?" This is a good opportunity to make friends with Mrs. Zhongguo.

Wang Jiang knew that his daughter was whimsical. At that time, there were fewer people who wanted to get close to the queen: "What if Mrs. Zhongguo thought you were taking the opportunity to remind her to steal your skin, and in anger, she threw the skin at the gate of Wang's mansion, do you still want to have a talent show?"

No way: "..."

"Do you think Mrs. Zhongguo wouldn't do that?"

Wang Xiaohu dared not say anything.

"If you have the will to the other party, but if the other party doesn't want to be with you, it's no surprise that the other party can do anything to you. It's normal for people to guess you with malicious intentions, let alone Mrs. Zhongguo's journey is a shortage of people to please?"

Wang Xiaohu immediately knelt down: "My daughter has been taught."

"Okay, go down, I'll tell your father about this."

"Do you still want to tell your father?"

"You always have to mention just in case. Fortunately, you haven't touched the shopkeeper after he touched the skin, otherwise we have to be warned by someone to frame you." Although I don't know if Mrs. Zhongguo is still unrighteous, the once unreasonable arrogance is engraved in the hearts of all the wives.

...

Shangshu Wang thought it was a trivial matter, but just in case, Sanchao turned his mind back again and again. Like chatting, he told me about the granddaughter meeting Princess Di'an in a cloth shop to purchase nanny, and praised the nanny's thoughtful service, Liangdu was rich in supplies, and prepared for the first Spring Festival of the year in the Ming Dynasty.

Ming Xiluo looked at the Minister of War who was talking nonstop below.

The Minister of War was also a little embarrassed, and he did not coordinate these things: "Wei... Weichen means that the military pay is more sufficient than in previous years. This is a sign of peace and stability in the country, and it is..."

"If it's not, just go down."

Old Secretary Wang left with great gratitude. He thought that this was nothing but the door. Hey, it is not an exaggeration to be careful about the shadow of the famous tree.
Chapter completed!