A Farmer's Lady's Guide to Getting Rich

Chapter 233 Zhenbei Palace
"Your Highness, why are you collecting so many diamonds? Although this kind of stone is hard, it can't be decorated, and it can't be carved. It is really useless except to grind it into powder and make poison to harm people?"

The palace people around him asked very puzzled.

"What do you know, someone told the lonely king that diamonds are the most beautiful gems in the world, as long as you give her enough diamonds, she can subvert the lonely king's aesthetics!"

While speaking, Azheluo stretched out his hand and picked up a rough stone, looked at it again and again, and said: "But the lonely king really can't see what is so good about this kind of stone?"

"That's right, the maidservant also thinks there's nothing to look at. Some people have long wanted to make diamonds into gems, but they don't look good at all after they've worked so hard to polish them."

"Perhaps it would look better if it wasn't polished... Forget it, just throw it to her and you'll know."

Azheluo thought of the faceted ruby ​​on Concubine Yun's corolla when she got married, and felt that Xin Changning might want to make the diamond that way.But diamond is the hardest thing in the world, and even the sharpest sword can't scratch the slightest trace on its surface. How can it be polished into sharp and angular surfaces?
He thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure it out, so he ordered someone to throw a bunch of diamonds into the box, and prepared to send them to Dayu capital when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom.

On New Year's Eve, the Qishan courtyard of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and red candles were shining brightly, but there was no one there. Only Xiao Qian accompanied the old Zhenbei King to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

Xiao Yi, the old northern king of the old town, is now over seventy years old, his face is deeply wrinkled like a knife, full of traces of time, and his hair is snow-white.Although he has been unable to walk for many years due to injuries, he can only sit in a wheelchair, and his body is emaciated.But the spirit is hale and hearty, not angry and majestic, his whole body is aggressive, and he still retains a bit of the heroic appearance of his youth who dominated the battlefield.

Looking at Xiao Qian, the old king of Zhenbei asked cheerfully: "Sanlang, if you reject the eighth princess, it is tantamount to rejecting a powerful foreign aid, and you have also planted a thorn in the emperor's heart. You will definitely encounter more setbacks in the future." , will you regret it?"

"No, grandson's daughter-in-law must not be the kind of domineering and brainless idiot who marries back and harms the whole family." Xiao Qian replied very easily.

"That Miss Xin, is she really so extraordinary that she deserves your rejection of the emperor's daughter?" The fact that the old Zhenbei King was able to ask this question obviously already knew about Xin Changning's existence.

"Yes, grandpa thinks that grandson is as good as she is, and she is even better than grandson." As soon as Xin Changning was mentioned, Xiao Qian's mood improved, and he immediately praised with joy, and said excitedly : "In short, if you have the opportunity to meet her, you will be very satisfied."

"Really, the old man is really looking forward to it."

When Xiao Qian mentioned Xin Changning, he was so excited that even his eyes began to light up!The old king of Zhenbei stroked his beard and smiled, then continued: "Grandfather believes in your vision. Since you think she is good, she is really good! Just marry a wife and marry a virtuous person. Don't be fooled by beauty. Just like your father, alas! Marrying that scourge has made the mansion indistinguishable and full of mist."

"The grandson has already looked down on the matter of the father and the king. Anyway, the grandson is now staying with you in another courtyard, and the palace will be left for their family reunion!"

When mentioning Zhenbei Palace, Xiao Qian immediately snorted coldly, and said imposingly: "It's just a house, my grandson doesn't care, what my grandson wants is the whole northwest!"

"Okay, with the heroic spirit of the old man, he is worthy of being my grandson, Xiao Yi, ahem..." The old Zhenbei King laughed, and then coughed violently.

At this time, a subordinate came to report that King Zhenbei came to visit.

"That scoundrel comes to bother me every year, wishing that I would die early." Old Zhenbei Wangke blushed, and immediately cursed angrily upon hearing this.

"Father, my son greets you!"

Before waiting for approval, Zhenbei Wang Xiaohong strode in. He was wearing black armor and a cloak, which brought the cold outside, and the air in the room seemed to freeze instantly.When he was three steps away from Old Town Beiwang, he stopped, knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Xiao Hong is in his 40s, with gray hair. Although he has passed his age, his figure is still tall and straight, with broad shoulders, handsome and sharp facial features, and exudes a stern and majestic aura of a king.When looking at people, the eyes are cold and sharp, giving people a heavy pressure.

"I've seen my father!" Seeing his gaze sweeping over, Xiao Qian's lips twitched slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and got up to greet his father.

King Zhenbei glanced at him coldly, stepped forward without saying a word, and waved his hand directly.

Seeing that a slap was about to hit Xiao Qian's face, Xiao Qian stepped back and moved lightly, narrowly avoiding it.

"Father comes here every year, don't you think it's clichéd?"

Raising his hand to touch the numb skin on his face stimulated by the palm wind, he sneered.

"evil creature!"

"Snapped--"

"Bastard!"

King Zhenbei's eyes sank, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the old King Zhenbei slammed down the table, pointed at him and cursed: "You spoil those bastards of yours, why bother to embarrass Saburo?"

"Father, he disrespects his father and brother, has a vicious mind, and provokes the relationship between you and my father and son. Such a crime should be executed!"

The King of Zhenbei looked at Xiao Qian fixedly, his eyes were full of haze and hatred, without any affection between father and son.

"Hehe, as a direct descendant of my Xiao family, even if he doesn't do anything, he is still guilty in your eyes. Since the day he was born, you have wished for him to die."

The old King Zhenbei also looked at King Zhenbei coldly, and said angrily: "Your heart has always been biased, and you have never taught him, so what qualifications do you have to deal with him?"

"Father……"

What King Zhenbei wanted to say, the old King Zhenbei had already closed his eyes and waved his hand slightly, and then a thin old man behind him immediately lowered his head and stepped forward, saying: "The old prince is tired, prince, please go back!"

"Heh—Nie Zhan, don't think that with the protection of your grandfather, you will be able to live a safe life. This king will watch how long you can dance for?"

The king of Zhenbei turned cold when he heard the words, and immediately snorted coldly at Xiaoqian with malicious intentions.

"Father, don't worry, my son will live a good life, and he will definitely live a hundred years longer than the trash you love!"

Xiao Qian gritted his teeth, met King Zhenbei's eyes without fear, and deliberately played the four characters "Longevity and Hundred Years" into a very long rhythm.

"You bastard!"

King Zhenbei was furious immediately, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, glaring at Xiao Qian, tried to lift up several times, but was suppressed by the thin old man's gaze.After stalemate for a long time, he didn't make a move in the end, he just raised his arm and waved his cloak, and left angrily.

"It's boring to come here once a year, why bother!"

Seeing King Zhenbei's back quickly disappear outside the door, Xiao Qian snorted and shook his head.

"He came to see how long this old man can live? He is always looking forward and backward. It's a pity, if he has the courage to kill the old man, the old man will still admire him three points."

(End of this chapter)