The Queen Mother's Kitchen Knife

Chapter 150 The Fox Spirit (4)
Although Tang Jili had mercilessly denounced Hu Guogong as a traitor before in front of everyone, but Tang Jili, who knew that Hu Guogong was honest and straightforward, understood that Hu Guogong would not take refuge with Jing Zhihao so easily.He was too impatient before, if he could save Duke Hu, Mian Daijun would be able to follow him.Therefore, the Palace of the Protector and the Prince Regent's Palace must not be married!

Upon hearing the promotion, all the officials immediately muttered in low voices.

This deal is definitely worth it.Just looking at Hua Rongyue's appearance, it's absolutely worth it!
In the evening, after entering Qin's room, Tang Jili was still frowning.The granddaughter of Duke Hu Guo seems to be a noble person. Among his colleagues, who's son can make Hua Rongyue look up to him?Lu Qingyun's son looked pretty good before, but that Lu Qingyun has no integrity!
After learning what the master was worried about, Qin immediately thought of her son Tang Nuoxing.

"Master, what do you think?"

"OK?"

Tang Jili and Qin's son, Tang Nuoxing, who is nineteen this year, are unengaged.

Tang Jili frowned and shook his head again and again: "My son, what kind of qualifications is Hua Shixing's granddaughter? No."

Seeing that the master is not very smart, Qin said with a "hehe" smile: "Master, how could I be willing to marry such a lowly woman? I mean take a concubine. Master, since you don't want to let the protector go Prince Regent, wouldn't it be better to hold the Protector in your own hands and keep it under your nose? If our business takes the granddaughter of the Protector as a concubine, the Protector will never dare to do so in his life. Have a rebellious heart!"

Tang Jili's eyes lit up when he heard this reasoning: "Ma'am is right! But... taking a concubine, I'm afraid that old man Hua Shihang will not agree."

"Oh, why is the master not enlightened today? When the raw rice is cooked, the concubine will have to be sent to our Tang mansion by the Lord Huguo—!"

Qin shi covered her mouth with a handkerchief, laughing so hard that her branches trembled wildly.

"You mean..." Understanding Qin's meaning, Tang Jili loosened his frown little by little, and the expression on his whole face became more relaxed, "Hahaha, madam has a way, yes, yes Hua Shixing's granddaughter is also considered stunning, and Xing'er won't suffer if she accepts her. I want to see, Jing Zhihao finds out that the woman he wants has become my son's concubine, so why is he so arrogant!"

"Hehe, what the master said is true." Qin's voice was soft and charming.

……

After Huguogong's application to Tianyun Academy was approved, the news that Miss Hua from the Huguogong's mansion was going to Tianyun Academy quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Huang Luanli invited several little sisters to have a gathering in the mansion, and when it came to this matter, the girls were all indifferent.

Regarding Hua Rongyue's matter, Yuan Hongfan will always be the first to speak in anger: "She is also worthy of being admitted to Tianyun Academy? Hmph, how did the master of the academy pass? No matter how hard you teach that kind of person's character It’s not right to teach!”

Ever since she became the leader of the Lantern Festival, Lu Yihe has always had a feeling of being a town's residence when evaluating other people's words.

She took a sip of tea with a handsome posture, and said with a faint smile: "Sister Yuan seems to always comment on Miss Hua in this way, but what kind of misunderstanding did you have with Miss Hua?"

It seems that Lu Yihe wants to adjust the misunderstanding between Yuan Hongfan and Hua Rongyue, but in fact he just wants Yuan Hongfan to tell him what evil deeds Hua Rongyue has done to make Yuan Hongfan have such a low evaluation.

Coincidentally, Yuan Hongfan was eager to vomit quickly.What is vivid now is the description of how Hua Rongyue refused a poor help-seeker that day outside the Renya Alley near the bustling restaurant.Coupled with the movements of hands and feet, Jun Le can be described as a dying person who is being cut with a knife and rolling his eyes.

(End of this chapter)