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Chapter 260 Wang Lin's Harem Status and Qingzhou's Goddess of Wealth

Chapter 260 Wang Lin’s harem status and the female goddess of wealth in Qingzhou

Li Qingzhao learned that Han Yan and Pan Jinlian were interested in bringing her and Wang Lin together.

Perhaps it was Han Yan who sang with her and admired her talents, and pitied her for being helpless and ill-fated. Or maybe Han Yan was smart and saw through her vague feelings for Wang Lin.

, in short, there have been many peace talks recently.

But Li Qingzhao felt ashamed of herself. She was so much older than Wang Lin, she was an abandoned wife, and her appearance was much inferior to that of Han Yan's other daughters. How could she remarry shamelessly?

Li Qingzhao didn't think too much about the future.

As a female official in the palace, it is best to maintain the status quo.

If two people are destined to be together, the key is that Wang Lin is interested. Sooner or later, the time they spend together day and night will break through the window paper, so why rush it.

If people only admire her for her talent and treat her as a mentor and friend...then how can she survive in the future after she recommends herself as a pillow?

As soon as he thought of this, Li Qingzhao calmed down and said in a serious voice: "Ms. Pan, the rumor from Lao Shizi that I don't know where came from, saying that dragon and phoenix are in the words, is completely nonsense! Qingzhao is an abandoned woman, it doesn't matter, but your Majesty...

The prince of the county is now the king of kings. When it comes to dragon and phoenix, except for the Tian family, who dares to take the role?"

"So, maybe someone is maliciously stirring up trouble behind the scenes... Qingzhao believes that not only should Qingzhou stop spreading such arrogant words, but the county prince should also submit a memorial to prove his innocence, so as not to let the truth be spread.

, being attacked by those officials in the court, will cause serious trouble in the future."

It turned out that Pan Jinlian really didn't expect this part. After hearing Li Qingzhao's words, her expression suddenly changed: "Sister Qingzhao is indeed very knowledgeable. What you said made me break out in a cold sweat. It's really incredible. Someone must be fanning the flames behind her.

I’m going to talk to sister Yan’er about this!”

Pan Jinlian ran away in a hurry.

Li Qingzhao looked at Pan Jinlian's delicate and beautiful back and sighed in his heart.

Wang Lin was also blessed in his previous life. The women in his house were all virtuous and gentle. Not only were they charming, but they also thought of him wholeheartedly.

Li Qingzhao also came from a noble family and had seen many scenes of disputes and intrigues in the inner chambers of wealthy families. From her experience, Wang Lin's inner chamber was almost unique.

The maid Lan'er sighed quietly at the side: "Madam, why do you always reject the kindness of Madam and Madam Pan... If you can marry the county prince, you will have peace of mind for the rest of your life."

Li Qingzhao's face turned red, but he said calmly: "I have hands and feet, I can read and write, and I will live the rest of my life on my own. Why do I need to get married?"

"My wife is such a talented person. If she is so lonely, God has really abused her... I think the prince of the county is interested in my wife. Why should I refuse such a perfect match?" Lan'er seized the opportunity and must have carefully persuaded her.

Somewhat.

She just hoped that Li Qingzhao could find a good home.

"Lan'er, please don't mention this again in the future. If people find out, I won't even be able to become a female official. Besides, I am an abandoned woman, I am older than others, and my appearance is vulgar. How do you know that others can see this?"

Fuck me?"

Li Qingzhao sighed quietly: "If you are serious, I can talk to my wife and find a good home for you. In fact, you don't have to stay with me."

Lan'er was taken aback and burst into tears: "Madam, how could I ever have such thoughts? I will never leave you, and if you ask me to leave, you are just forcing me to death!"

Let’s say that Pan Jinlian left Li Qingzhao’s courtyard and hurried to Han Yan’s Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Han Yan was now more than five months old, with a swollen lower abdomen. She was very lazy. She was lying on the sofa and casually flipping through a book, leaning on Cui, while Siqin was carefully waiting on her side.

Seeing Pan Jinlian walking in with a gust of wind, Han Yan put down the book in her hand and said with a wry smile: "Sister Jinlian, please slow down, don't trip!"

Pan Jinlian's face turned red. She knew that she came from a humble background and did not have the propriety of words and deeds like a woman like Han Yan. After receiving the royal decree, she did learn some things from Han Yan, but she forgot about it when she got anxious.

Pan Jinlian took small steps and said with a smile: "Madam, is our little prince making a fuss again today?"

Pan Jinlian smiled and reached out to touch Han Yan's swollen belly.

In this house, only Pan Jinlian dared to do this.

Han Yan smiled softly: "No, everything is fine today. Sister Jinlian, didn't you go to sister Qingzhao, why did you come back so soon?"

Pan Jinlian immediately said what Li Qingzhao said about "dragon and phoenix in the poem".

Han Yan nodded with a smile and said: "Sister Qingzhao comes from a famous family. She is a daughter of a prime minister. She has a lot of knowledge. She is right. This kind of nickname doesn't seem like much on the surface, but if you think about it carefully, it will make people sweat. It must not be

It's easy to use. Especially since my husband has been crowned king, there will be more of these taboos in the future."

"But sister, don't worry. I have asked Sister Hua to notify Magistrate Hua and send people to suppress it. At least in Qingzhou, such rumors should not arise again! As for Beijing, I have to let my husband handle it by himself."

"Sister, I came just in time. I have something I need to discuss with you," Han Yan said.

Pan Jinlian knew that Han Yan always respected her, so she was moved and asked: "What's the matter, madam?"

"Tomorrow, the group of princes, princesses and the family members of the Tian family from Beijing will arrive. Magistrate Hua came over and said, Mr. Xianggong has written, asking us to watch and arrange for them."

Pan Jinlian suddenly felt dizzy when he heard this: "Madam, it's you who have the final say in this matter. I really don't understand this! Oh my, there was the Prince of Guang'an County in front of me, and now there are so many old and young ones here. We, the little one,

How can the small city of Qingzhou accommodate so many noble people from Tianhuang? It gives me a headache just thinking about it... I’m going back."

Pan Jinlian left in a hurry and escaped.

Yicui laughed from the side and said: "Madam, no, Princess... This Madam Pan is from a low background and has never seen much of the world. She was panicked when she heard so many royal family members. You still asked her to come up with ideas. How can it be done?"

Han Yan's expression darkened and she glanced coldly at Yicui.

Yi Cui suddenly realized that she had made a mistake and quickly bowed down to admit her mistake.

Han Yan said coldly: "Sister Pan has shared weal and woe with my husband, and they have a deep love for each other. Her position in my husband's heart is not as big as mine. Yicui, in the future, you must never underestimate Sister Jinlian, including the other sisters. Otherwise,

If so, once my husband finds out, I won’t be able to protect you."

"And later on, I used my family to take advantage of others. Sister Jinlian never complained at all and was willing to be subordinated to others. This kind of character is rare in the world."

"My husband has been crowned king, and the identities of the sisters are naturally different. If you break the rules in the future, I will have no choice but to send you back to the Han family."

What Han Yan said was very serious.

Yi Cui burst into tears and kept saying sins.

"Get up." Han Yan sighed and waved her hand, signaling Siqin to help Yicui up.

Yicui Siqin had been with her since she was a child, and she was called her maidservant, and they were like sisters. However, Han Yan knew very well that if she didn't stop the signs of Yicui in time, she would have to rely on him and the capital in the future.

The Han family had neglected Pan Jinlian, and if word spread to Wang Lin, it would shake the world.

Han Yan slowly began to think about how to deal with this large group of nobles from the capital.

Although being demoted and resettled is equivalent to being exiled, after all, heirs of the royal family cannot be neglected for the sake of the official family.

There is also a Zhu family.

There is also a former crown princess Zhu Lian in the Zhu family.

Thinking of these, Han Yan couldn't help but feel a headache.

There was no one to help come up with ideas... Han Yan suddenly remembered someone and asked Siqin: "Miss Murong has returned from overseas, is she at home?"

Si Qin smiled and said: "Here, I live alone in a small courtyard nearby. However, she is in charge of the business and has complicated affairs. She can't see anyone during the day and only comes back to rest at night."

"Siqin, go and invite Miss Murong."



Murong Wan'er was still wearing a white dress, and she entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. After a moment of hesitation, she followed Siqin into Han Yan's dormitory, and knelt down directly: "Wan'er pays homage to the madam, ah, no, pays homage to the princess."

!”

Han Yan smiled and said: "Sister Wan'er, please don't do this. I can't accept such a great gift from you. Siqin, hurry up and show Miss Wan'er your seat."

"Sister Wan'er is back from overseas, and my husband is about to return to Qingzhou."

A hint of expectation flashed through the depths of Murong Wan'er's beautiful eyes, but she said calmly: "Wan'er happens to have something important to report to the prince. However, it's the same thing to talk to the princess."

Murong Wan'er thought that Han Yan was going to interfere in the operation of the Wang family's business, so she casually tested it.

Han Yan shook her head repeatedly: "Sister Wan'er, please don't say this. I invited you here today because I want you to help me come up with ideas..."

Han Yan told the story of how the three princes, a princess and their family members who were born to the royal concubine in the palace were moved to Qingzhou.

The former King of Su, Zhao Shu, the former Duke of Xu, Zhao Di, the former Prime Minister, Duke Zhao Zhao, and the former Princess of Chongde.

Murong Wan'er pondered for a while and said: "Madam, Wan'er also heard about King Yun's rebellion later. These princes and princesses were all descended from the royal concubine. They are the same mother and siblings as King Yun. The officials must have moved them to Qingzhou.

, I want the county prince to keep them safe. If they stay in the capital, they will probably not survive with the prince here."

"But if the arrangement is based on title, not to mention that Qingzhou cannot open so many royal residences, it is also difficult to support them. Therefore, it is better to find a residence in the city and place them all in one place."

Han Yan hesitated: "Sister Wan'er, after all, she is of royal blood, and we belong to the same place. Will she bring trouble to our husband in the future, saying that we should treat Mr. Tianhuang slowly?"

Murong Wan'er smiled: "Madam, don't worry. They are different from the past. They have been treated as exiles. It would be good if they can save their lives. How can they care about their dignity? Besides, there is still Zhao Gou, the ninth son of the emperor. If

We go to open mansions one by one, not to mention Qingzhou, even the entire six Qinglai states cannot accommodate so many great Bodhisattvas."

"Let Qingzhou Mansion make arrangements. Madam actually doesn't have to worry about it. It's just that when they arrive tomorrow, madam will host a banquet to entertain them. It's just a matter of etiquette. If they are reduced to this and still want to act like a prince, then

It’s just that I don’t know how to behave, and the county prince will take care of them.”

Han Yan nodded slowly: "What Sister Wan'er said is very reasonable. Just do what she says. My husband is not at home, and the other sisters are not good at foreign affairs. I have to trouble my sister to help me with it...

"

Murong Wan'er stood up and said, "How dare Wan'er disobey orders!"

Han Yan looked at Murong Wan'er in front of her, smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "Sister Wan'er, I know what you are thinking. As long as you don't mind, I very much hope that you can marry into the house. Although in the past,

It doesn’t matter, but now that my husband has been granted the title of king, according to the regulations, I can still get a royal title for my sister.”

Murong Wan'er was startled, and then she was a little surprised.

She suppressed her joy and her voice trembled a little: "Thank you madam for your love, how can Wan'er be so blessed?"

Han Yan smiled and said, "Sister, go and have a rest. I want to have a rest too."

Murong Wan'er saluted again and her joy faded away.

Although she didn't mind following Wang Lin without a name or status, as a link between Wang Lin and the Murong family. Of course, although Wang Lin had a verbal commitment to her, the two of them actually did not go beyond the etiquette, but if they could go further, wouldn't it be

better?

Although she is good at dancing, not overbearing, and controls the business of Nuo Da. Her scheming, city government, and methods are beyond the reach of others, but she is still a woman after all. Who can not want to have a status?

Wang Lin is now a prince.

According to the regulations, the first concubine is undoubtedly Han Yan, and the news from the capital is that the emperor is also going to marry Wang Lin, the Maode Emperor, so Zhao Fujin must be at least the equal concubine of Han Yan, plus

Pan Jinlian, who has been granted the title of equal wife.

But in addition, there are also quotas for concubines on both sides and four concubines.

Murong Wan'er knew that Han Yan had promised one of the above six places for Wang Lin.

After Murong Wan'er left, Si Qin was hesitant to speak. Han Yan smiled and said, "Girl, if you want to say something, just say it. Why are you hesitating?"

"Madam, why do you want to grant Murong Wan'er a title? These aunts in the mansion, like General Hua, will definitely occupy positions in the future. How can there be a place for Murong?"

Han Yan smiled and said nothing, and then said calmly for a long time: "There are some sisters in the family who don't care about these things. You are like Lin, Meng, and Sister Shi. They don't care. Besides, even if you don't get fame, you will still get it."

The imperial decree is actually the same."

"I made a promise to Murong Wan'er on behalf of my husband today, mainly because..."

Han Yan sighed softly: "The imperial court's supply is just a drop in the bucket. My husband has to raise a hundred thousand soldiers and horses to maintain the dignity of the county and prince's palace. All the expenses in the palace are like running water. It can scare anyone to death. In the past, I relied on Sister Meng's hard work to maintain it."

, now it’s good, with Murong Wan’er in control of the Bohai Company, at least it can ensure that the financial resources of our county prince’s palace will continue... Siqin, you don’t understand, Miss Wan’er may not be as good as the previous sisters in the heart of the husband.

But the importance of Qingzhou is unparalleled..."

Siqin blinked, somewhat confused.

She didn't understand how a merchant's daughter could play such a big role.

Yicui suddenly interjected: "Madam, people outside say that Murong Wan'er is the goddess of wealth in Qingzhou. She can make money...is she that powerful?"

"Murong has given us all his help and devoted all his efforts to help my husband run the business. Miss Murong takes the most of the credit." Han Yan chuckled: "I don't think my husband will blame me for making random promises."

(End of chapter)


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