The melodious sound of silk and bamboo is pleasant to the ear, the bottom of the tulle hanging from the top is rolling, and the breeze ruffles a pool of water.

The girl who played the extravagant music looked at Mr. Gu who was soaking in the hot spring with eyes full of autumn water... His lower body was completely buried in the water, only the upper body's bronze chest was exposed.

He closed his eyes at this time, and his handsome face was slightly relaxed.

Melons, pears, fine wine, and snacks were placed where he could reach them, just like wealth, beauty, power, and status at his disposal.

"Master..."

Ah Er walked up behind Gu Tianze, who was bathing in the hot spring, and said softly: "The Duke of Guo asked someone to pass the message over."

"Huh?" Gu San Shaojian frowned slightly.

He has four attendants, numbered one to four, who are responsible for his food and daily life and are his most trusted servants.

"Let you stop when it's enough." Ah Er lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look at his master, "I may be afraid that your majesty will treat you..."

Gu Sanshao's body slowly sank into the hot spring water, and the sparkling water sealed his facial features.

He knew that the palace was not his home as long as he could remember. The man who raised him personally was the emperor who was in charge of the country, not his father. He longed to see Duke Dingguo and his mother, and he longed even more for them to take him away from him.

If you want anything, you can take it back to the palace.

When he was eight years old, he had begun to perfect his archery skills through hard training. Emperor Qianyuan Long Xin Dayue asked him what reward he wanted. He said, I want to return to Duke Ding's mansion.

He still remembered Emperor Qianyuan's stunned look until now. However, he was so happy to be home that he did not notice the profound meaning in Emperor Qianyuan's look.

When he returned to Duke Dingguo happily... the atmosphere that sounded lively and warm outside the house suddenly became solemn.

Duke Dingguo put down his young son in his arms, and his younger brother asked, "Why are you back?"

The elegant and virtuous Duke Dingguo put aside her kindness and asked nervously, "The Emperor does not allow you to accompany me? Have you angered His Majesty?"

Why is he back? Isn't Dingguo's mansion his home?

Aren't the handsome men and beauties in front of him his parents?

Isn't he Gu Tianze?

He stayed in Duke Dingguo's mansion for less than half an hour. He felt even more out of place here than in the palace. He understood his parents' concerns, but he didn't want to tell them how much Emperor Qianyuan loved him...

Ah Er looked worriedly at his master who was sinking into the water, "Young Master."

The water splashed in the pool, and Gu Tianze jumped out of the water, with water droplets dripping along the lines of his chest muscles... After washing his face with the pool water, he supported the edge of the pool with his arms, turned over and stepped on the white marble floor with his bare feet, rising slightly from the soles of his feet.

The coolness swept away the heat in his chest.

Ah Er put the spotless robe on his master, and the master's hair as black as dyed with ink dripped wet the robe, "I will wring your hair..."

The broad sleeves of the robe were billowing in the wind, and Gu Tianze's body became a little more elegant. However, at this moment, his sword eyebrows were raised slightly, and his eyes were invisible, "I will do what he doesn't dare to do, and I will do what he doesn't dare to fight for."

Fight!"

The thin curtains hanging around shook, his figure went away, and the melodious voice floated, "Go back to Beijing tomorrow!"

The candlelight was dim, and Wang Zhiyao squeezed her body, which was fragrant after bathing, into Mrs. Jiang's arms. Mrs. Jiang could not tolerate her, so she hugged her helplessly and dotingly to sleep together. After her daughter woke up, she became more and more clinging to her.

Already.

In the past, Wang Zhiyao often pestered the Fourth Master, always trying to imitate the Fourth Master's likes and dislikes...Wang Yixin did not see Wang Zhiyao in his eyes.

Wang Yixin said that he should be a strict father to his children and should not indulge them too much.

He was always indifferent and indifferent to Yao'er and Brother Chun... At this time, Mr. Jiang realized that something was wrong. How could a father not be close to his children?

Wang Zhiyao's eyelids raised a gap. This afternoon, Jiang received a letter sent by Wang's translator. Jiang decided to return to the capital early tomorrow morning.

"mother."

"Huh?" Mrs. Jiang coaxed her limp daughter in her arms, "Can't you sleep?"

"Will you use the dowry you gave me to hold a birthday party for my grandmother? Mother, I want the most generous dowry."

Wang Zhiyao secretly glanced at the letter. The Wang family was looking at flowers in bloom. Most of the family's wealth had been wiped out by several coups. Even if there were still a few fields that brought in money, most of them were managed by the eldest family member.

The eldest daughter-in-law of the eldest son, Nalan, the wife of Crown Prince Guanwen, was not good at business management, so the savings in the public accounts were not abundant.

She had earned a lot of money by hosting the wedding ceremony, and it was difficult for her to use the extra money to celebrate Mrs. Wen's birthday.

Everyone in the Wang family was jealous of the money in Jiang's hands. As they considered themselves descendants of the gentry, they had no shame in taking it by force. They could only find the most honorable reason to seize the money from Jiang's hands.

It's just that although the Jiang family has a deep love for Wang Yixin, he is not easy with money. The Jiang family has subsidized the Wang family, but not many times.

This is also the reason why the wives of the other heads of the house "disdain" the Jiang family. They are obviously rich, but they don't get any benefits and do not allow them to benefit.

"Without a generous dowry, I can't get married."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Jiang scratched the tip of Wang Zhiyao's nose, "You are the fourth master's legitimate daughter after all. After you lost weight recently, I saw that you look more youthful. Your father and I will help you in the future.

Look, a man who is not good enough will never marry you."

Wang Yixin? Let’s forget it, Wang Zhiyao has given up hope on him.

"I have been married into the Wang family for more than ten years. I have never been confused when it comes to money. My money and good things will only be given to the people I love. Your father is ranked fourth, and he is not eligible for the title. His official position is clear, and he is

There are three brothers, how can the fourth brother surpass them?"

Wang Zhiyao's eyebrows curved and she chuckled: "Actually, mother can still say the same thing as my grandmother, filial piety lies in the heart, not in wealth. Filial piety accumulated with money is an insult to the Wang family."

"Ghost girl." Jiang family naturally did not expect to use Zi's spear and attack Zi's shield.

"Everyone in the Guanwen Hou family..." Wang Zhiyao suppressed her pretentious remarks, "They are all pretending. Even if you are a little domineering, in order to maintain the dignity and harmony of the Wang family, they dare not say anything about you to the outside world.

Bad words. You were born in Xiningbo Mansion. How did your grandpa gain a foothold in the capital city? How should you establish a foothold in the Wang family? Compared with inheritance and genealogy, your grandpa cannot compare with the Wang family, but what’s the point of rising in the wilderness? Taizu’s family was poor, and he once

Even if you have been a monk, if you rank according to the genealogy, where will it be Taizu's turn?"

"You are becoming more and more courageous, and even the royal family dares to discuss it."

"I'm not afraid that my mother will be deceived by villains. The Wang family has the inheritance of the Wang family, and the Chiang family's temperament is not necessarily bad. At least for now, grandpa's favor is far beyond the Wang family."

"The winner is king, and the strong is respected. Whoever has the biggest fist should listen to whoever has it. The 'belief' that the Wang family adheres to is ridiculous and will inevitably be eliminated by the current situation."

Wang Zhiyao scorned the legacy of the gentry. If the gentry had advantages, they would not be destroyed.

What's more, the Wang family has not inherited the essence of the Wang Xie clan in Wuyi Lane and has learned nothing from them. It will only make the Wang family a laughing stock among the powerful. However, they still feel good about themselves and are full of idiots!

"..."

Mrs. Jiang was stunned for a while after hearing this. Wang Zhiyao's words and her days at Zhuangzi seemed to be a key that opened the lock in her heart. Maybe she can try?'s pk ticket. Thank you~ Feng Qingyundan for the reward. Thank you.

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Chapter completed!