"Report to the Marquis. The Jingying Jiedushi Commander Wang Bo and his wife are discussing matters with his wife in the front hall. Madam, please go to the front hall."
Xue Hong stopped the writing brush and frowned: "What is he doing here? You go and report to my wife, I will go later."
Xue Hong cleaned the brush with a pen, then put it down. He pressed the drawings he had written on with a paperweight, got up and walked to the front hall.
…
Aunt Xue looked at the sudden visit of Prince Teng and her sister-in-law, and some monks were confused.
After all, even when Mr. Xue was alive, Wang Ziteng had never brought his wife to the Xue Mansion. Why is this...
She wanted to go back to the house, but Aunt Xue quickly ordered someone to see the tea, and also ordered someone to call Xue Pan. Baochai came out to see her uncle and aunt, and at the same time ordered someone to invite Xue Hong.
Wang Ziteng and his wife Wang Ziteng first chatted with Aunt Xue about their youth, and then discussed their children. While they were talking, Xue Pan and Baochai arrived.
Although Xue Pan and Baochai were not happy with Prince Teng and knew that he had plotted against the Xue family many times, they were elders and guests after all, so it was hard to lose face.
Mrs. Wang Ziteng took Baochai's hand and said very affectionately: "Pan'er and Baochai have grown so big? Baochai, in particular, is getting more and more beautiful. Come here and let aunt take a look."
"I heard that Baochai was granted the title of Lord of the County by the Holy Emperor. Our family has such a symbol as Baochai, such an identity, and such a temperament. Why didn't my sister choose a husband for Baochai earlier?"
Aunt Xue: "I have always loved my sweet girl, but now that she is still young, I still want to keep her for a year or two. Besides, people like us don't dare to think about climbing up to the big families in the capital, lest they be bullied.
go."
Hearing this, Wang Ziteng laughed and said: "Hahahaha! Sister, you are worrying too much. This is what I am here for."
Mrs. Wang Ziteng continued: "Baochai is so outstanding, it just so happens that our Tinger has reached the age of getting married."
Wang Ziteng stroked his beard and said: "Although my son Wang Ting has a bit of a naughty temperament, his qualifications and appearance are first-class. Besides, if Baochai marries into our family in the future, firstly, he will know his roots, and secondly, as my uncle,
Is there any reason not to love Baochai?"
Mrs. Wang Ziteng continued: "That's right. If our two families get closer, Pan'er and Ting'er will also be able to support each other in the future."
As soon as this statement came out, Xue Pan immediately objected: "Forgive me for not obeying my nephew's orders. I have heard about my cousin Wang Ting's temperament in Beijing for a long time. My sister must not marry Wang Ting!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Ziteng was embarrassed.
Mrs. Wang Ziteng said quickly: "Ting'er was not sensible in the early years and did a lot of stupid things, but now he has changed his mind and said that he will take the imperial examination the year after next!"
"Besides, Pan'er, people say that parents order matchmakers. Now we are discussing with your mother, and it's none of your business."
Xue Pan: "A brother is like a father! Why doesn't what I say count! If I say I don't agree, I just don't agree!"
As he said this, Xue Pan took Baochai and protected him behind him.
Aunt Xue looked at her son's actions and opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.
Wang Ziteng slapped his palm on the table: "How dare you! Why are you talking to your aunt? Do you still have me as your uncle in your eyes?"
"Mr. Wang, you have such great authority and authority. You go to someone else's mansion to get angry."
Xue Hong walked in wearing blue uniforms and said sarcastically.
Mrs. Wang Ziteng: "How presumptuous! Where are you from? We are relatives and there is no room for you to talk too much!"
Wang Ziteng knew Xue Hong. After hearing his wife's words, his expression changed drastically. Before he could speak, he saw...
Xue Hongshun picked up the hot tea on the table and poured it over, directly hitting Mrs. Wang Ziteng's face, making her jump from the heat.
Xue Hong: "Where did you come from, this crazy woman, who dares to yell at me, Lord Wang, this is your servant? It's time to discipline her."
Mrs. Wang Ziteng was about to curse loudly, but when she heard Xue Hong calling herself the Marquis, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
Prince Tengtie said with a livid face: "Master Hou, please forgive me. This is your wife. I have offended you a lot just now. I hope you will forgive me."
Xue Hong ignored Wang Ziteng's words, first nodded to Aunt Xue, Xue Pan, and Baochai, and then sat directly on the main seat next to Mrs. Xue.
Xue Hong put down the tea cup in his hand: "Uncle Wang, if I remember correctly, the earl must salute the prince when he sees him."
With a livid face, Prince Teng, together with his wife, stood up and saluted Xue Hong, who was sitting on the main seat.
"Your Majesty, Wang Ziteng, has met... Mr. Marquis."
Xue Hong waved his hand: "Okay, I've seen the gift, please kneel down. I forgive you for not sending it."
Wang Ziteng's face was so gloomy that he could almost shed tears: "When did this Xue Mansion become the Marquis's home? I am Pan'er, Baochai's biological uncle! What qualifications does the Marquis have to drive us out of the house?"
Xue Hong: "Brother Pan, Baochai, please help my wife go back to rest. I will take care of the things ahead."
After Xue Pan and Baochai helped Aunt Xue leave, Xue Hong disappeared on the chair in an instant.
The next moment, Wang Ziteng felt as if his throat was locked by an iron hoop, and his whole body rose into the air.
Xue Hong pinched Wang Ziteng's throat with one hand and lifted him up. Everything happened in just an instant.
"Do you know why I asked my wife, Pandi, and Baochai to avoid me? After all, it would be somewhat rude to beat Mr. Wang in front of them~"
Just as Mrs. Wang Ziteng was about to call out, Xue Hong threw out two silver needles and froze her in place.
Wang Ziteng was greatly horrified. He was the military commander of the Beijing camp. His military power was not only the highest in the Ming Dynasty, but it was also rare. However, he did not see how Xue Hong took action!
How could he, a child picked up by Mr. Xue, cultivate such high kung fu!!
Wang Ziteng: "Who...are you?"
Xue Hong did not answer, but instead said slowly to himself: "Everyone has different choices, you can climb up if you want. But you should never touch Baochai and Pandi's ideas.
Wang Ziteng, no matter who is standing behind you, if I want to kill you, no one in the world can stop me!"
Xue Hong stretched out the other hand behind his back and slapped Wang Ziteng on the abdomen, sending him flying backwards, hunched over, and paralyzed on the ground.
When Xue Hong passed by Mrs. Wang Ziteng, she reached out and took back the silver needle, then sat back on the chair, propped up her chin, and looked at Wang Ziteng on the ground with interest.
To be honest, he quite admires Wang Ziteng. After all, the four major families are rotten to the core, but Wang Ziteng has managed to continue the glory of the four major families for a generation by himself.
He is considered a rare talent, but it is a pity that he has a weak heart and is addicted to the power of the dragon. He actually dares to take sides. If he does not die in the future, who will?
Mrs. Wang Ziteng regained her mobility and quickly went to help Wang Ziteng who was lying limply on the ground: "Master! Master, how are you!"
With the support of his wife, Wang Ziteng struggled to get up and lowered his head: "I was disrespectful and overstepped my bounds. I hope you will not blame me."
Xue Hong: "Don't make misguided ideas about the Xue family in the future. They are not yours to influence."
Wang Ziteng endured the pain, clasped his fists and said: "Master Hou's teachings, I will remember them carefully. I will take my wife with me and resign."
Xue Hong: "I won't send it away."
After Wang Ziteng and his wife left, Xue Hong called a servant and wrote a letter to ask Zhu Hui for help.
The content of the letter was to ask someone to help enrich the life of Wang Ting's son, Wang Ting.
Arrange everything from fairy dances, porcelain touching, fraud, and sacking, and let Wang Ting experience it, so that he can have new feelings every day.
"At what level do you dare to take advantage of my sister?"
Xue Hong called a few more people to tidy up the hall, and then walked to the back house.