When Mingzhu saw that the topic suddenly turned to her, she nervously grabbed Jiang Qiuniang's hand.

Jiang Qiuniang patted her gently to comfort her.

"Yuanzhen is indeed sixteen this year, and I am in the process of choosing a consort with the emperor."

His eyes passed over each of them.

The lady in the palace couldn't help but sit up straight. Since the family's daughters could not be sent to the palace, it would not be a bad idea to let the family's useless sons marry the princess.

After all, outstanding children in the family are cultivated for the family.

Marrying a princess is destined to prevent you from holding an important position, but it is good to have a casual job.

Looking at Princess Yuan Zhen in front of her, she is delicate and frail, and she must have a soft temper, so she is a good person.

Marrying a princess not only connects you to the royal family, but also gives the family's sons someone to rely on in the future. It couldn't be better.

Facing the fiery gazes of the ladies, Mingzhu felt uncomfortable all over.

He frequently asked Jiang Qiuniang for help.

Jiang Qiuniang asked her to be calm and calm: "A few days ago, the emperor also discussed with me about the candidate for the crown prince. The prince is thirteen this year, so it is just right to make a decision now. When the decision is made, the prince and the future prince will be trained.

Love, marriage will be completed in three years."

The Prince Consort, how could he be as popular as the Crown Princess?

All the ladies in the palace were immediately attracted to him.

Everyone looked at Jiang Qiuniang brightly, wanting to get some information from Jiang Qiuniang so that they could go home and discuss it with their men.

The prince is the future heir apparent, and he is also young. Isn't it better for the prince to be a concubine than to be sent to the palace?

To put it nicely, Jiang Yingxiong is nearly forty this year.

In ancient times, people got married early, usually at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and men at the age of forty could already be grandfathers.

Moreover, because of poor medical conditions, the average life expectancy is not long.

Bao Zhu was speechless watching their changing faces.

Mrs. Sun had received a hint from her husband early on, and knew that Jiang Qiuniang was using this to divert the attention of the ladies present, so she did not show too much surprise.

Anyway, early in the morning, the emperor had informed her man that he intended to marry her precious daughter as the crown prince.

It just so happens that Baozhu and Mingzhu have a firm relationship with Ziyuan, and believe that they will not suffer much grievance in the coming days.

The four sons in the family will follow the female son-in-law and have a bright future, and the daughter will be the princess.

The Sun family will soon become the new rich in the capital city.

She, Mrs. Sun, will have to straighten up and behave herself from now on.

"It's just that there are so many noble ladies in the capital that I was spoiled for choice. I discussed it with the emperor and planned to hold a flower-viewing banquet in the palace. At that time, I will invite all the ladies to bring their young ladies into the palace."

As he spoke, he looked at Baozhu with a smile and said: "By the way, let's also choose a prince-in-law."

This was Jiang Yingxiong's first banquet after he ascended the throne, and it was held to select the crown prince and consort, so he paid special attention to it.

"Calculate the time and wait until the scientific examination is over."

Jiang Qiuniang said with a smile.

Because Jiang Yingxiong had just ascended the throne this year, the court was short of talents.

After the palace examination is over and the number one scholar wins, a banquet will be held in the palace to bring these young talents together.

Maybe by then, there will be a candidate that she and Jiang Yingxiong like as their consort.

The ladies in Fengluan Palace looked at each other. Don't they plan to choose among the children of the aristocratic family?

"Okay, that's it for today. The previous court should have dispersed, so ladies and gentlemen, please leave the palace early."

Anyway, she has already endured the worship ceremony today, and sitting together and bickering for such a long time is enough to show her attitude.

Jiang Qiuniang pretended to be sleepy, yawned and waved her hand gently.

Aunt Jiang immediately understood: "Ladies, please invite me."

Mrs. Sun stood up first: "Since the Queen is tired, I will not disturb you."

Jiang Qiuniang smiled and nodded, she was still very satisfied with Mrs. Sun.

The married women had all dispersed, and only Baozhu, mother and daughter were left in Fengluan Hall.

Jiang Qiuniang no longer hid, took Mingzhu's hand and asked: "Mingzhu, you heard just now that mother and your father both want you to choose a husband. What are your thoughts?"

Mingzhu lowered her head shyly: "My daughter has everything decided by her mother and father."

Bao Zhu rolled his eyes and turned his little head, not wanting to look at her.

"Baozhu, what are your thoughts?"

Jiang Qiuniang didn't miss Baozhu who rolled her eyes.

The little girl has always had good ideas. Since I can't get the reason from Mingzhu, it's better to ask the little girl what she thinks.

"I'm not the one getting married, mother, I'm only ten years old."

Bao Zhu pouted her little mouth and said nonchalantly: "Besides, getting married is a lifelong matter. My sister is not afraid that she will not marry well and lets her parents make the decision. Why should I worry so much? If she doesn't marry well in the future, she will blame me.

what to do?"

This kind of thing is love.

It would be better for her to mingle less.

"Hey, even though you are ten years old now, you can still get engaged first and get married in a few years."

He poked her forehead with his finger: "Your father and I both hope that after you get married, your husband and wife will be harmonious and the piano and the harp will play in harmony."

"What did mom say? I don't understand." Baozhu said in a fake tone, "My sister and I are different."

Bao Zhu pouted her little mouth and said confidently.

"Oh? What's the difference?" Jiang Qiuniang was a little confused by Baozhu's words.

Mingzhu on the side also looked at her curiously, wondering what's the difference? What's the difference if they aren't all chosen from among the children of many aristocratic families?

"Whoever I marry will be in bad luck. Whoever the second sister marries, the second sister will be in bad luck. Can this be the same?" Baozhu spread his hands helplessly.

Blinking his big eyes, he looked at the two people who had not yet come to their senses.

"I am the daughter-in-law of the Great Xia Dynasty, and I have already become a dung beetle among the officials. Which family in the capital would not be frightened to see me, so how could they dare to let their son marry me?"

Baozhu spoke the truth, then looked at Mingzhu and said: "But my second sister is different. Although the hospital is vacant during this time, it is the second sister who is taking care of it. She also accompanied us on marches and wars before, and she always showed her face. She is always quiet and gentle."

Her reputation is still there, and she is a princess, so whoever marries her will get a daughter-in-law for nothing."

"It can also provide security for the son who is doing nothing in the family. Even if he has no future, he is still a consort and a relative of the emperor. It is also a matter of adding glory to the family."

"Sister has a soft temper. It is impossible for me to know how to respect my mother-in-law better than me. She will not be like me and use the knife when she is unhappy. If she is unhappy, she can use the name of her elders to suppress her."

Baozhu sighed: "Do you think this can be the same?"

Covering his forehead, he said apologetically: "Who gave me a bad reputation? If my sister's family suffers any grievances in the future, I will definitely be unhappy with my sister. My sister has such a soft temper, and she can show off the majesty of a princess to suppress those who are too evil-minded.

Ladies of fate?”

So, can this be the same?

After Baozhu finished speaking, Mingzhu and Jiang Qiuniang fell silent.

What the hell is she talking about?

What a good idea, but they couldn't refute it.

Mingzhu felt frightened when she thought of the sharp and mean faces of women in the room just now.

She is not good at scheming, and what my sister said does make sense.

Jiang Qiuniang was immediately shut up by Baozhu. In this way, she still had to choose, not only her family background, but also whether Mingzhu's future mother-in-law would be easy to get along with.

"I'm not saying that, my sister's temperament is like this. It's okay to show the majesty of the royal princess. At worst, she will live in the princess's mansion after getting married, but the inner house of the aristocratic family is even more chaotic than our palace. A little bit of carefulness can alienate the relationship between my sister and her husband.

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Bao Zhu held his mouth and became more and more frightened as he spoke.

Her eyes revealed her dislike for Mingzhu: "But... sister is good at medicine. If you really can't bear it anymore, you can wait until you are pregnant. It's not impossible to leave the father and keep the son."

Good guy, you even said this.

Jiang Qiuniang was so frightened that she quickly covered her little mouth. She would not have let her speak if she had known earlier. Look at the words that came out, each one was more terrifying than the last.

We only hear that the mother leaves the son, but we don’t hear that the father leaves the son.

Mingzhu stirred the veil, and her Qiu eyes stared motionlessly at Baozhu's little face.

He seemed to be thinking about the feasibility of Orb's proposal.

Jiang Qiuniang regretted it extremely. She should not have asked Baozhu if she had known it earlier.

Bao Zhu opened the hand covering her mouth, stared at Ming Zhu and said, "So, while happiness is still in your hands, don't miss it out of cowardice."
To be continued...