Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

In the dark and windy night, Jiang Xinyan and his wife entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, and they didn't know which yard of the Prime Minister's Mansion was on the roof of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Jiang Xinyan lifted a tile, and what caught her eye was an old lady, dressed in a brocade dress and tied with fat, spitting out when she spoke.

The overly lively little triangular eyes greedily swept the various desserts on the coffee table, and a fatty pig's claw "points the country" from time to time.

Emma, ​​this should be her grandmother, not to mention that the old lady didn't sleep so late, and still eats cakes?

Because the filial prime minister and his wife did not sleep, they were talking with the old lady, so Jiang Xinyan guessed the identity of the old lady.

They don't have a servant girl beside them, are they plotting something serious? Jiang Xinyan leaned down excitedly to take a closer look.

She saw that the three of them were not chatting very happily. The Prime Minister and his wife were not good-looking, especially the old lady's face was stinky.

"What are you two doing? I haven't seen Hao'er for a long time. I must see my precious grandson tomorrow."

The old lady tapped the solid wood table with a teacup and made a thumping sound, indicating that she was extremely angry.

"Mother, Hao'er has been infected with a cold recently and can't go out to see the wind. The imperial doctor has been here several times, but there is no improvement." Xu Yumei said helplessly.

"Nonsense, how could the wind chill take so long? Then invite a few more imperial doctors to the mansion to see it."

"Mother" Xu Yumei sighed: "Mother, have you forgotten that many imperial physicians have now been sent to the south by His Majesty the Emperor, and there are rumors that there are only a few imperial physicians in the palace dedicated to recuperating the body of the emperor and the empresses. "

"How could this be? What about the old grandson? Hao'er is the only child of our Jiang family." The old lady flushed with urgency for a while.

"Mother, don't be angry. Tomorrow, my son will go to ask the sage to send his imperial doctor to diagnose and treat Hao'er to see what the cause is." The Prime Minister said firmly.

"This... this husband...will...will you be impeached by the censor~" The Prime Minister's wife hesitated.

"Yumei, your son has been ill for so long, don't you worry about being a mother? You only worry about Bo'er being impeached, do you still have a conscience?"

Madam Jiang pointed at Xu Yumei's nose angrily and cursed. Between her son's impeachment and Du Miaomiao's death, the old lady chose her grandson.

Because she knew that with her son Jiang Linbo's status today, even if he was impeached, it wouldn't hurt at all.

And her grandson, Hao, is different. What a terrible disease is the cold, and if it is not cured, it may hurt her life.

Her son has another tendon. For Xu Yufang's slut, he has been unwilling to take a concubine, causing their Jiang family to become grandchildren, and Zihao is the only one.

"Mother~ look at what you said, Hao'er is the flesh that fell from the daughter-in-law's body, there is no reason not to feel distressed." Xu Yumei took the old lady's arm and shook it.

"My daughter-in-law has already sent someone to invite a genius doctor, and she will arrive in the next two days. I really don't dare to disturb the saint."

There was only one imperial doctor that her father, Mrs. Xu, had paid for it. Wouldn’t the other imperial physicians be assisted if they came over?

The little bastard didn't know where he died, and he couldn't even find the body, which made Xu Yumei very anxious.

She was afraid that Jiang Zihao's bastard would suddenly come back to complain, that bastard already knew that he was not her own, so he absolutely couldn't stay.

"Alas!" The old lady sighed, "That's it, just do as Yumei said."

"Well, thank you mother, you should rest early." Xu Yumei smiled happily, she knew that her mother-in-law had believed in herself.

Therefore, the Prime Minister did not plan to ask the imperial doctor. After all, Hao'er was Yumei's biological child, so he was very relieved in this regard.

Jiang Xinyan was full of anger when she heard it on the roof, and she didn't know how that vicious Xu Yumei deceived the shrewd Prime Minister.

Chu Lixuan grabbed her hand to comfort her, and asked her with his eyes: How about killing this old witch directly.

In an instant, Jiang Xinyan was no longer angry, hum! The old lady wants to let the old witch lose everything, and let her live rather than die.

Jiang Xinyan's anger was dissipated a lot by Chu Lixuan's soothing eyes, and there was no need to watch their conversation here.

The couple went back to the space directly, "Husband, you said that the old lady and the prime minister are very concerned about Zihao, so why didn't they find out that he has been missing for two months?"

"You didn't listen to the old witch saying that Zihao contracted the cold. It must be someone pretending to be a seriously ill Zihao and not letting him see anyone."

"The old lady didn't pay much attention to the only Miao Miao of the Jiang family. She still eats fragrant food at night. Why didn't she kill her?"

Chu Lixuan looked at the little charming wife pouting and cursing her grandmother, how angry she was, he could only comfort her gently.

"Let's go and find out tomorrow, to see what kind of doctor the old witch asked for, and then we'll rob the doctor and then act again."

"Well, my husband is still thoughtful. Let's go to bed now and see which food shop needs food by the way tomorrow."

When it came to selling food, Jiang Xinyan was full of energy, as if she had been beaten by chicken blood. The couple discussed how to arrange the next few days.

The next day, the couple slept until the third day, and Chu Lixuan took Jiang Xinyan to the best restaurant in Beijing for dinner.

They were still pretending to be a middle-aged couple, and they just wanted to try their luck to see if anyone would buy food from them.

Half an hour later, in Zuixianju, the best restaurant in the capital, there was a group of young boys in gorgeous clothes.

Chu Lixuan and his wife were sitting at the table next to them, and Jiang Xinyan glanced at how expensive the food was.

Their husband and wife are not bad for money, not to mention this is for useful information, otherwise.

Jiang Xinyan was rich, but she was reluctant to spend like this. Even a bowl of rice was ten cents more expensive than usual. She only ordered two dishes.

"Have you heard? Yesterday, an ordinary woman helped the Shaoqing of Dali Temple to clear his grievances." One of the young masters in blue robes said in a low voice.

"Who doesn't know about this, my son was at the scene yesterday, and the person who put the blame on it is very good. If it wasn't for the couple's actions, Mr. Wang would really be wronged."

"That's not true. Lord Wang is not a vegetarian. He is very capable at a young age. Would it be easy to sit in the position of Shaoqing?"

"But that's true. Lord Wang has achieved the position of Shaoqing at such a young age, which is really enviable!"

"I heard that the eighteen-year-old Mr. Wang was the champion that His Majesty personally ordered..."

"My God, you won the champion at the age of eighteen? Is Mr. Wang thirty years old this year?"

"Who knows? But it looks quite young, mainly with long Yushu Linfeng."

"It is said that Mrs. Xu's granddaughter has always wanted to marry Lord Wang, but Lord Wang is unwilling to marry her."