The storm in the royal palace was a riot, and it had completely lost its reputation in the Imperial City.
The capital of this city was ruled by the emperor, and there was nothing wrong with it. This marriage was invalid, so the marriage was invalid.
The daughter of nine kings, even if she was only an adopted daughter, it was impossible for her to marry a concubine. His married daughter had been sent back…He had no face…The Prince's mansion had completely offended him. He hated it. He hated it.
Because of this clamor, everyone in the city knew about the private lives of Zi Yan and the others, and the royal government had always been embarrassed.
The king and the royal family were itching to die, but there were still more things to worry about. Because they were all a party, the prince and the woman let about from the internal strife after Ming took office, they gradually lost their master. The emperor was stern and chaotic, so naturally, they did not have time to find Zi Ming Ming's account. They even wanted to find Zi Ming Ming's father, Zi Bohao, the small county magistrate, to vent their anger, but they found that they were already there.
Zijing returned from the yamen like a defeated rooster. She was still the grandmother of the Prince's mansion…
Oh, no, not now, but the Wang Clan. Due to the corruption of his family, it was not worth it to be called the Marquis of the World. Therefore, Fu Yin's government directly stripped him of his imperial power and reduced him to a commoner. As for the two princesses in the palace, ah. ** This was the epitome of the power of the previous dynasty. With the decline of the Wang family, they naturally lost the emperor's favor. From the emperor's concubine to Zhaoyi, and then from Zhaoyi to the nobles…Under the feet of a group of new people, they could no longer turn back.
With the yamen's order, Zijing could now walk past the Wang family's residence.
Zijing knew that his success was largely due to the information he had obtained. The Imperial Residence looked like a scenery, but in fact, no emperor liked to look at the minister's tail. The old man's birthday was likely to be an inducement. The Prince's mansion was really stealing chickens. His own clamor gave the Emperor an excuse to completely suppress the Prince's mansion.
The king of Azalea looked at the house in a mess and left. The old lady was paralyzed in bed by a gas stroke after a large family. Mrs. Wang did not have the beautiful scenery of the past. She wanted Azalea to tear it up and cook it for food, but now she sincerely stayed in the Wang family very little, and Azalea's servants were not easily shut down. So there was no way to find revenge.
She felt an indescribable joy in her heart because she had eaten the food she had cooked herself. What is homeopathic medicine? This is it.
However, she still thought of one thing. In the original plot, it seemed that not long after the children of the Taoist priest in the old prince's residence, they became emperors. Their status with the prince was completely safe, so the prince's residence reached an unprecedented height. It was because of this that the Prince's mansion allowed his wife to stay in the courtyard for his own honor.
Therefore, there must be a mystery in the remaining jade.
……
A starving camel was still bigger than a horse, and the Wang family's reputation was no longer there, but those families that had been passed down from generation to generation were enough to make them a big family in the capital.
There wasn't even a title. Even without the shadow of a palace, even without the support of the imperial power, the Wang family, countless shops, manors, and so on had such a Wang family. There were enough people to squander for generations.
Whatever the Wang family thought of her, Zi Qing had ignored Wang Hao's hatred and indifference toward her. She now had plenty of energy. The creed of unity didn't make her night a strong and rapid improvement, but it wasn't easy to make her physique. At least the two little bitches could really control her. More importantly, she still had a huge banknote. She would devour her royal family!
Wang Haoran felt that the coffin tree was very noisy because she was jealous. She was jealous. She wanted him to change his mind…Well, the more she did, the more he looked down on her. So he went straight from the yamen to the king's house.
Unfortunately, Zijing wasn't in the mood at all. Where the f * ck was he? How do you get rid of your face? You don't even bother to look at it.
However, from the next person, Zi Jing realized that Wang Haoran seemed to often hang around the fireworks alley during this period of time, getting drunk. He mumbled,"I want you to be my granny, Gollum, bitch, bitch, I can't give you anything..." And then it became a huge deal.
Zi Jing smiled slightly. She had been worried for a few days about how to let the Wang family fall as soon as possible, but Wang Haoran had thought of this wonderful " idea " himself.
Zijing started to show concern for Wang Haoran. She cried and said," Hao Lang, don't go to the place where the fireworks are set off. The Wang family is no longer around. You can't spend money…"
Alright, the last thing was the humility on his face. If this is the property of the royal family, then I'm not as good as you. The more he tried to convince him, the more he liked it. He found a better way-a big bet.
The Wang family's gambling den was now a big fat man. Zi did it on purpose. In fact, she was trying, but before that, she had found someone to set up a trap. The gambling den had already set up a problem for King Adrian. One by one, they would make Adrian lose his gambling addiction within a month. Two taels of silver, ranging from a few hundred thousand to twenty million, were not enough to satisfy the family's desires. They simply bet on the contracts of a few shops or something…
In less than a year, Wang Haoran successfully moved the Wang family from a big family to an ordinary family. His gambling addiction was already very deep, and it was too late to wash his hands now. He left his home to sell pawns, changed to gambling, and continued to gamble.
At this moment, Wang Haoran was a pitiful person. He had a pitiful soul and an old man who had been addicted to gambling for a long time. Even his eyes were inclined to look at him. His family did not allow him to leave the house, and the Wang family transformed into a small family with great difficulty and vitality.
At this moment, Zijing was leisurely drinking the soup that the little man had made. Listening to the noise in the courtyard, she was in a surprisingly good mood.
" You black sheep, stop…" That was the dowry your grandmother gave me. You can't stand it anymore…That was Mrs. Wang's cry.
" Help me out…This is Wang Haoran.
Zijing felt that listening to music, such a noble wife of the Prince's mansion actually had such a day. Isn't this kind? Isn't it very strict? Isn't this filial piety? Why would they kill each other for a silver hair clip? Or mother and son, father and son…
The light in Zi Qing's heart seemed to be the same for everyone. If one peeled off the outer layer of skin, they would find the same greed and selfishness.
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