凹凸世界第三季影院

  Shen Mingjiao was too lazy to listen to her outlandish ideas, so she directly used hypnosis to get her to tell all the details of today\'s plan.

   Including how to guide public opinion, and then send people to pass the news to An An\'s ears, in order to provoke An An to attack her in public, oh, and the people of Yongchang Hou Mansion!

  After hearing this, the ladies suddenly realized for a while. Oh, it turns out that they were all used by this woman invisibly!

  The ones who were most devastated were Mrs. Shizi and Mrs. Cui. They thought they were a good little white flower at first, but they never thought they were a black heart lotus who took advantage of them.

  After finishing asking what should be asked, Shen Mingjiao looked away. Song Zirou slowly regained consciousness. After realizing what she said just now, she screamed:

   "You really have demon skills!"

  Shen Mingjiao looked at her coldly: "It\'s already at this point, so there\'s no point in sophistry!"

  Song Zirou knew that she couldn\'t pretend anymore, she glared at Shen Mingjiao bitterly:

   "But so what, if my husband didn\'t save His Highness? He wouldn\'t die, and I wouldn\'t become a widow either!"

  Shen Mingjiao stood up and walked in front of her, staring at her meaningfully: "Is this really the case?

  As far as I know, before your husband, Wen Ping, passed away, you were being entangled by a dude in your county, whose family was rich and powerful. "

   She didn\'t say anything about the rest, but anyone with a brain can figure it out. Wen Ping is just an ordinary soldier. If he hadn\'t met King Su, the final result might be that Song Zirou was forced to be that dude\'s concubine.

  Whether Wen Ping really wanted to save Feng Lisheng or find a way out for his wife and children, no one can tell now.

  A guilty conscience flashed across Song Zirou\'s eyes, and he retorted loudly, "You\'re talking nonsense..."

  Shen Mingjiao didn\'t want to hear her sophistry, Wen Ping was her husband, it was impossible for her to not have any guesses in her mind.

"After Wen Ping died, His Highness planned to give you more money to arrange the rest of your life with Wen Wan, but when you arrived in the village, you happened to see you being entangled by that dude. There is no good uncle or brother in your family. I had to bring you back to Beijing."

  In this case, leaving people in the village will not end well.

  Feng Lisheng might have been vaguely aware of Wen Ping\'s purpose at that time, but Song Zirou was indeed the victim in the whole incident. Although Wen Ping\'s approach was a little radical, it is a fact that the person is dead.

   "Your Highness originally wanted to send you to the Shantang in the capital, but I saw that you have a talent for designing clothes, and I have a good relationship with you, so I temporarily kept you in the mansion."

  Song Zirou was not like this at that time, his eyes were simple and clean.

  Shen Mingjiao sighed: "I was also at fault for this matter, I shouldn\'t have brought you into the palace."

  Speaking of which, she has made many friends in her past and present lives, and not all of them are noble ladies, but this is the first time she has encountered such a disgusting thing.

Originally, she was thinking that Tao Nanny was getting old, and after Song Zirou practiced for a few more years, she would be allowed to take over Tao Nanny\'s class as the female shopkeeper of the Pretty Pavilion, under the protection of King Su\'s Mansion, whether she wanted to remarry or take care of her daughter in the future, The days are not bad either.

  But don’t want others to have high ambitions?

   "You are right. Although you are not benevolent, you should pay back your kindness. I will pay you back at Prince Su\'s Mansion, and I will arrange a decent marriage for you."

  Song Zirou was overjoyed when she heard the words, she only thought that Shen Mingjiao was trying to save face, after all just now An An hit her in public, but she knew that these noble girls valued face the most. But since these words were said in public, Shen Mingjiao must keep her word.

  Wen Wan showed a trace of uneasiness. I heard that Princess Su has a bad temper. They plan on An An like this. Will Princess Su really be so kind?

  Seeing that Shen Mingjiao turned around and was about to leave, Song Zirou finally asked unwillingly: "Since you know...why did you keep us in the palace?"

  Shen Mingjiao raised her eyebrows: "You want to ask me why I know that your mother and daughter are evil, why do you feel safe to keep you by An An\'s side?"

   "Because An An also needs experience and growth, and you mother and daughter are just right."

  Although An An is a princess, many people love her, but they will all grow old. No one can predict which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. How can parents grow up without asking her? At least you must have the ability to distinguish right from wrong and protect yourself.

  Song Zirou sat down on the ground dejectedly. It turned out that her so-called painstaking planning turned out to be just a whetstone Shen Mingjiao used to sharpen her daughter.

  What could be more shocking than this!

  She gritted her teeth and murmured like crazy: "No...you can\'t give birth, this is what the princess said...yes...no matter how powerful you are, if you can\'t give birth to a son, you will fail in this life!

  At least on this point, you will never win me! "

  Being hit so hard, Song Zirou was almost paralyzed.

   Mentioning this, Shen Mingjiao was filled with resentment, and couldn\'t help turning her head and glaring at Feng Lisheng fiercely. Who said she couldn\'t give birth? Is it someone who doesn\'t cooperate?

  Feng Lisheng touched his nose uncomfortably, glanced at everyone, his tone was as calm as eating and drinking:

   "It\'s not the concubine\'s problem, it\'s because the king is sick and can\'t have any more children."

   "Poof..."

   There was a lady who was drinking tea, and she confiscated it and squirted the tea out.

  However, no one paid attention to her, and everyone had dull expressions on their faces.

  This... Such royal secrets, they will not be silenced!

  Besides, since King Su can say this kind of thing in public, it is absolutely impossible to be joking and nonsense.

  Thinking about this, many wives immediately sympathized with Shen Mingjiao\'s eyes.

  According to the general perception of people nowadays, it is impossible for a man to impregnate a woman.

   Sure enough, marrying such a good husband requires a price. Although Princess Su looks good, she also lost some happiness.

  Shen Mingjiao froze for a moment, walked over to take An An from Feng Lisheng\'s arms, and said in a low voice:

   "You don\'t have to, I never care about these rumors."

  Feng Lisheng looked at the mother and daughter, his expression softened completely: "It\'s just right, I don\'t care."

   It\'s their own business not wanting to have children. He thinks that the meaning of marriage should not be just for reproduction. It\'s enough for them to have An\'an. The main reason is that after he fully understands all kinds of things about women before and after childbirth, he knows that giving birth is an extremely dangerous thing, and he can\'t take the risk.

   But his idea is destined not to be understood by the world, and often if a couple has never had children, it will always be a woman who is pointed at.

   Right now, once and for all.

  When Shen Mingjiao heard this, her slightly irritated mood because of Song Zirou\'s matter suddenly became clear, and she told An An: "I\'m home, I want to eat the little wontons made by Chef Wang,"

  Feng Lisheng took her hand: "Well, let\'s go! Let\'s go to the palace together later."

  Seeing the family of three leave like no one else. Cui couldn\'t sit still anymore, she flattered and said with a smile:

   "Fourth girl! Grandma was also deceived by others, she is your cousin..."

   After speaking, he gave Mrs. Shizi a hard look.

  Shen Mingjiao turned around, and was too lazy to say any more: "How stupid are you guys to think of using Song Zirou to deal with me, Su Wang Zhengfei?"

   To put it bluntly, except for Cui\'s stupidity, she has always harbored resentment towards Sister Shen Mingjiao. Shen Mingjiao\'s father, Shen Jiming, was the most outstanding son of the Shen family, but he refused to listen to Cui\'s words and insisted on marrying a merchant girl.

  The old lady stubbornly felt that it was the merchant girl who took her son away. The premature death of a son is also restrained. This has almost become her obsession, and she even hated sister Shen Mingjiao naturally.

  Shen Mingjiao left with An An in her arms. In this family, the eldest aunt Li still has some brains, but she died of illness two years ago. Now that the wife of the Shizi is the housekeeper, it is really chaotic.

   Originally, it was because of his father\'s affection that he didn\'t touch the Yongchang Hou Mansion.

   Now, the title of Hou Mansion should come to an end.

  …

   A group of friends went back to their respective homes, and An An ate candied haws contentedly,

   Shen Mingjiao, who was busy counting items, took the time to look up at her: "It\'s almost done, it\'s already the fourth string."

  The little girl blinked innocently: "Mother, you read it wrong! An\'an only eats two skewers!"

  Shen Mingjiao: "Anyway, no more food is allowed."

  An An pursed her lips and bargained: "Eat one more, just one!"

   After finishing speaking, he stretched out his fleshy little finger and made a "one".

  Shen Mingjiao put down the wooden box and raised her head, said with a smirk: "I heard that in the past two months we have been away, our An An has been very good. We dare to risk our lives to catch traffickers!"

  An\'an\'s scalp tightened, and she was about to slip away immediately, "I haven\'t finished the homework left by Mr...." After finishing speaking, she moved towards the door

   "Stop."

  An An had no choice but to stop, walked up to the front with limp little steps, and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Mother, I was wrong, I won\'t dare to do it again next time!"

  Shen Mingjiao was expressionless: "Since you can speak, you have said this no less than a hundred times."

   "I will fine you to clean up the corridor next to the plum grove in the garden, and write another 300-word review."

  An\'an\'s face collapsed, and she retorted weakly: "Can I not write the review! I can do more cleaning!"

  She would rather sweep the floor than write!

  Shen Ming said coquettishly: "Five hundred words."

   Seeing the little girl walking out listlessly, she said casually:

   "By the way, don\'t run around in the past two days, your grandmother is coming."

  An An\'s eyes lit up: "Will that aunt come with you?"

   "This... I\'m not sure either."

  The main thing is that Fuguang is the queen now, and the round trip is so far, it should not be easy to walk away.

  Shen Mingjiao took a bath and slept comfortably. This time, she was in a hurry to go back and forth to the border. In fact, Feng Lisheng, a subordinate, was really seriously ill, and when he came back, he remembered An An\'s speed all the way.

  After dinner, the servant girl came to report that Song Zirou asked to see her.

  Shen Mingjiao rubbed the center of her brows, ordered the person to be brought directly into the yard, and took out a stack of papers from the desk in the study,

   "There are three candidates here. One is the owner of the rice shop. He is thirty years old. His wife died early and he has a daughter. He is shrewd but not bad, and his family is simple.

  One is the owner of the blacksmith shop. He is very good at blacksmithing. He has a silent personality, doesn\'t like to talk, and is upright. His wife passed away three years ago and he has no children, but there is a blind old lady to take care of.

  The last one is Daying Qianhu in the western suburbs, a fifth-rank official. There are three Zhuangzi and five shops in the family, and they live in a Sanjin house, which is considered a small fortune in the capital. Had two wives, two sons and one daughter. I have nothing to say in business, but I have a bad temper in private. "

  She handed the stack of papers to Song Zirou: "I will choose one of these three candidates to marry."

  Song Zirou was a little dissatisfied: "Why are they all married?"

The second girl who has become the aunt in charge laughed angrily: "Why, you, a second-married woman, still want to marry a first-married young man? It\'s okay! We catch a lot of old bachelors and second-timers in our village, and make sure they are all clean. "

  Song Zirou\'s face was ugly, but he had to bite the bullet and look at it. The three candidates Shen Mingjiao picked for her were businessmen, artisans and military officers.

  In the end, she chose the third one as she expected. She knew that if she chose the first two, she might be able to live a lifetime without any worries.

  It can be seen that she has seen the prosperity of the upper circles in the capital, how could she be willing to live such a life?

  Shen Mingjiao wasn\'t surprised at all, but she still kindly reminded her: "The ugly words come first, Zhou Qianhu has good ability, dares to work hard, and has a great chance of promotion in the future, but he has a tendency to domestic violence."

  Song Zirou nodded without hesitation. Especially when she heard that sentence, there is a high possibility of promotion in the future, her eyes brightened even more. As long as one can become a master, what is domestic violence?

  Besides, she is not the kind of woman who just stands and gets beaten. She has the means, and she will influence the other party with love...

  Watching Song Zirou leave triumphantly, Erya shook her head sympathetically. That Qianhu was no ordinary domestic violence, it was beating people to death. No matter how powerful the tea art master is, he will get punched.

  Besides, Haitang, who was already married, couldn\'t help being curious: "Why don\'t you just drive her away, girl, and help her arrange a marriage."

  Shen Mingjiao drank tea comfortably, and said without raising her head when she heard the words: "Use waste."

   Seeing the two of them staring at her eagerly, as if they wanted to listen to gossip, Shen Mingjiao finished a whole cup of scented tea and explained:

   "This Zhou Qianhu was originally a third-rank lieutenant general. He was demoted a few years ago because he accidentally beat his wife to death. After several years of trial and error, he became a Qianhu."

  This is how it is nowadays, although Zhou Qianhu accidentally killed his wife, but the people don\'t prosecute such things. The wife\'s natal family was weak and did not want to seek justice for their daughter at all.

  Finally, Zhou Qianhu\'s son couldn\'t bear it, and revealed the news to Yushi.

   "This Zhou Qianhu is indeed capable. His Majesty is unlikely to dismiss someone because of this kind of thing. He always wants to marry a wife. Instead of letting him harm innocent women, we might as well give him a ready-made one."

  In all fairness, Song Zirou looks good, exactly the one Zhou Qianhu likes.

   And Zhou Qianhu has a previous conviction for beating his ex-wife to death, so he will definitely restrain himself a little, and beat him slowly while ensuring that Song Zirou will not die. And the few children left by his ex-wife, none of them can worry...

  …

  On this day, the people below received a letter saying that Feng Li Sheng\'s mother and concubine, Alice, was about to arrive in the capital.

  The family of three got up early and had dinner, then went to the ten-mile long pavilion outside the city.

  An An was wearing a beautiful little dress, and looked into the distance for who knows how many times: "Why hasn\'t grandma arrived yet!"

  Feng Lisheng gently hugged his daughter in one hand: "Is it almost there?"

  An An blinked her big eyes and asked curiously: "What kind of person is grandma! Is it easy to get along? Is it as kind as the emperor\'s aunt?"