After Ji Yuanhao's position as the prince was confirmed, as his mother's family, he finally let out a long sigh.

After the grandson finally took the position of the crown prince, the Duke of Zhenguo was at ease and calm, he couldn't help but reiterate the old story of Dong Zhiyuan: "In two days, it will be Princess Fanghua's wedding ceremony. I will explore the princess's meaning for you again."

A few years ago, she once visited her with her youngest son. Princess Lian praised her son very much and had a good attitude. After she faintly revealed the meaning of getting married, Princess Lian only said that she should stay more when she was young. The Duke of Zhenguo understood that this was just an excuse. There are not many portals to go to the royal palace to propose marriage. It is purely normal for the prince and his wife to choose and consider it. However, with the final position of the prince, the Dong family continues to rise and have a higher advantage than other families.

People feel refreshed when they are happy. The Duke of Zhenguo is full of joyful smiles on his face, and he looks eagerly at his young son: "When your lifelong affairs are resolved, my mother's last thought will be resolved."

After the queen's daughter passed away, there were two major events in her mind, one was the position of the prince of her grandson, and the other was the marriage of her youngest son.

Dong Zhiyuan has always been filial and never wants to make his mother sad and angry. But this matter involves his whole life. Dong Zhiyuan really doesn't want to marry a woman he doesn't like. After a moment of struggle, he still whispered: "Mom, son, please, you should consider considering the senior high school girl..."

Seeing that his youngest son was still thinking about Princess Yixuan's daughter, Duke Zhenguo's Grandma smiled and suddenly became furious: "You...you...mother has told you many times. That senior high school girl is definitely not a good match. Why are you still thinking about her..." Duke Zhenguo's Grandma was excited and her chest was fluctuating violently. Looking at the sad and sad face of his youngest son, Duke Zhenguo's Grandma hardened her heart and spoke harshly, "Unless my old woman dies, don't you want to marry her!"

Hearing the mother's curse, Dong Zhiyuan knelt down to his angry mother with a thunderous voice: "Mom, son..."

The grandmother of Duke Zhenguo stared at her youngest son calmly. Seeing that he was still unwilling to give up, she couldn't help but she burst into tears and cried: "Zhiyuan, are you going to anger your mother to death? You are my mother's biological son. Is your baby so big? Is it still hurting you? My mother is for your own good? Why do you always can't figure it out, you stupid child..."

Dong Zhiyuan moved his lips, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

When the atmosphere of a room in Zhenguo Duke's Mansion was filled with sad clouds and rain, the palace was filled with harmony.

Faced with the strong condemnation of the emperor, Ji Zishan turned her face and said to him coldly: "Yes, I just didn't see it--" When she turned her face, Ji Zishan had returned to the enthusiastic ancient good aunt. While slapping the shoulders of the little prince Yuanyuan, she asked with a smile, "Yuanyuan, is it comfortable---"

Seeing the displeasure of the emperor's father gritting his teeth and black-faced expression, the little prince Yuanyuan was very ashamed. He was the first day of the prince. If the father was angry and deposed him on the first day of his office, it would be quite interesting: "Aunt, I'm not tired..." The little prince Yuanyuan quickly put on a thrilling look of 'I'm very energetic' and urged his little prince to go and put out the fire for his father as soon as possible. "The father was sleeping late yesterday, and he was busy all day today. He was really tired."

The little prince Yuanyuan was quite anxious, but Ji Zishan was the opposite and still spoke leisurely in a slow tone: "Then I won't go either. Your father's body is rough and thick, so my hands hurt."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing's face suddenly turned black as if it were the bottom of a pot: "Rareless!" Whose skin is rough and thick?

Empress Dowager Hui'an, who was talking to the little prince of Yuanbao, saw that the emperor's eldest son was about to shout Liu Quanshun to the feather duster, and immediately interrupted: "Fan, don't be rude to your prince!" After scolding his little daughter, Empress Dowager Hui'an went to see His Majesty Ji Ziqing again and said with a gentle voice, "I told you to keep holding on to her, and she will become more and more lawless. Sooner or later, she will have to crawl on your head and act as a blessing."

Prince Yuanbao was not worried about the big deal when he watched the fun. He followed with a vicissitudes of emotion: "Just like me now, whenever there is something wrong, she will touch me and scratch me hard." It's really a tragic story.

After hearing the mother's blame and the younger brother's complaints, His Majesty Ji Ziqing raised his eyebrows at the younger sister: "Ask you again, can't you come and rub your brother's shoulders?"

Ji Zishan refused with great backbone, "I can't go over, my round shoulders are very soft, I just want to rub it..."

The little prince Yuanyuan was in tears and struggled in a weak tone, saying, "Aunt, I'm really not tired..." Please don't give him the hatred of the emperor's father.

"It seems that you don't want the New Year's money for the next year." His Majesty Ji Ziqing stared at the little sister who was acting arrogantly with him, and he spoke slowly in a slow tone.

Ji Zishan's ears moved - oh, her golden ingot, I want it.

"You probably don't want the same pocket money as your brother Yuanbao." Seeing that his little sister had begun to shake the bottom line, His Majesty Ji Ziqing slowly threw out a bombshell again.

Pocket money?

In an instant, Ji Zishan felt countless gold and silver ingots running towards him.

According to the regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty, any family with titles can receive a reward silver from the Ministry of Revenue every year. Different title levels can receive different reward silver. As a royal princess, Ji Zishan also has the right to receive this income after getting married.

However, the "pocket money" mentioned by His Majesty Ji Ziqing does not refer to this.

After the little prince Yuanbao officially entered the Kang Prince's Mansion, His Majesty Ji Ziqing gave him Chaozhou as a fief. In other words, the taxes in the entire Chaozhou no longer need to be filled into the national treasury, and were completely converted into the private pocket money of the little prince Yuanbao. From this incident, we can see that the little prince Yuanbao is very favored by the emperor. At the flower-welfare banquet before the New Year, why so many noble girls tried their best to show themselves? It was because even if they could not become the emperor's successor, they would make a fortune as a princess. The little prince Yuanbao is rich, powerful and beautiful, and what a high-quality meal ticket.

"Brother... do you have to pinch your legs except rubbing your shoulders?" Ji Zishan didn't stand the test of money and immediately gave up the little prince Yuanyuan who was still unwilling to let go. She turned to the Emperor's side, smiling cutely and pleasingly.

The little prince Yuanyuan was a little heartbroken: Oh, this little prince who loves money actually abandoned him for money and did not open the river.

"Didn't you say that the emperor's flesh is rough and thick, your hands hurt? Didn't you say that Yuan Hao's little shoulders are soft and you want to rub them? Don't you refuse to come..." His Majesty Ji Ziqing glanced at the flattering little sister, and ridiculed in a questioning parallel sentence, "Why are you running over again now?"

Ji Zishan pointed to her finger and said, "I can't bear to give up New Year's money, nor can I bear to give up pocket money."

"Where is your backbone? Where is your integrity?" His Majesty Ji Ziqing teased with a smile.

Ji Zishan said righteously: "In the face of supporting a family, all the backbone and integrity are all a cloud." The princess is not easy to be a good person. She wants to raise a man and raise children, and hires a large group of people to wash clothes, cook and clean the house for her. No matter what place you have to spend money, the more money you can support your family... Of course, the better.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing sneered lightly and smiled slightly contemptuously: "Support the family..." Who to raise? Is that little brat Mu Huaiqian?

Seeing that the little girl was getting more and more outrageous, Empress Dowager Hui'an jumped up and said, "Okay, fan, don't talk to your elder brother. Your elder brother, Yuanbao and Yuanyuan are tired all day, so hurry up and ask them to go back to rest after dinner."

Ji Zishan said "Oh".

His Majesty Ji Ziqing turned his eyes and smiled, and teased with a long voice: "Little girl, if you want pocket money, you can come as you want in the future--"

Ji Zishan silently broke her fingers - she had to be a massage maid for about several years, alas.

After Ji Yuanhao's enthronement of the crown prince came to an end, the marriage of the little prince Yuanbao was officially put on the agenda. First, one morning after the court, His Majesty Ji Ziqing summoned Master Yao alone and explained the story of Empress Dowager Hui'an's favorite Miss Yao for his daughter-in-law. Then he asked Master Yao what he thought. Master Yao, who had already received the news, was panicked first, and then humbly defamed his granddaughter for a while. Finally, he said that His Majesty dared not to obey. Anyway, after a literary conversation between the monarch and his ministers, the matter was decided.

The little prince Yuanbao was over seventeen years old, and Yao Dejin was already in the palace. So, with a big stroke of his pen, the imperial edict for marriage came out.

As soon as this imperial edict was released, the capital was in an uproar. No one expected that the position of Princess Kang, who had been suspense for a long time, would fall on the head of the Yao girl. The people who covet this marriage were jealous and hated, but they had no choice but to find some ideas to comfort themselves. For example, the Emperor's Yuan Dynasty Empress Dong had passed away for more than a year, and now that there is no master in the central palace, it is almost time to establish a new queen. Their own girl missed the position of Princess, so how could they know if there would be greater blessings in the future?

Unfortunately, the emperor's emperor's imperial edict was not waiting for the re-issue, but he waited for the imperial edict to give Princess Fanghua a marriage.

As for Princess Fanghua’s candidate for Princess Ma…
Chapter completed!