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"Oranges grown in Huainan are called tangerines, and those grown in the north of Huaibei are called tangerines. The leaves are similar, but their tastes are different." Yan Zhui held her tighter, and the smile in his eyes almost made people drown in it.
He has understood this truth since he was a child.
It¡¯s just that at that time, he admired Shaoai and wanted to please Fu Minghua wholeheartedly and make her happy.
In the first year of her marriage, she learned that all her snacks, clothing, and other things came from Jiangzhou, and that the grandmother who raised her was also from Jiangzhou. For Fu Minghua, Yan Zhui worked hard. When they got married, there was a lot of construction work in the Qin Prince's Mansion. The pavilions and pavilions have been rearranged, canals have been dug in the mansion, and lotus plants have been planted.
It is not unusual to bring the wood incense from the south of the Yangtze River and plant it in the palace of the King of Qin.
Yan Zhui naturally also knew that Koxiang blooms in the south of the Yangtze River, and may not bloom in a climate like Luoyang, but he loved her very much at that time and always wanted to pile the best of everything in front of her.
When the transplanted piece of wood did not bloom, he later asked someone to transplant a second piece and a third piece
"It's a pity that the woody fragrance didn't bloom until later.
Of course Fu Minghua knew what he was thinking, so although Mu Xiang's heart had not yet blossomed, Yan Zhui's attempt to please her at that time also made her heart sweet. Whenever she saw the plants and trees in the garden that suited her liking, she would love them For the woody scent to truly bloom, it also makes her feel better.
Biyun came forward and took a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and she said seriously:
¡°Old trees are strong and can protect their roots, branches and buds better than seedlings.¡±
If the Cui family is compared to an old tree, the Cui family in Qinghe is now like a towering tree with lush branches and leaves, providing shade for the descendants underneath, allowing them to reproduce and develop from generation to generation.
"But the woods have deep roots, are extremely stable, and develop well. What if we want to transplant them?"
"The roots will be cut off and the branches and buds will be chopped off.
When the time comes, there is no need to cut the tree down, as it will no longer survive.
If Yan Zhui wants to attack the Cui family and is unwilling to go into a big fight easily, he must think carefully.
To split the four surnames, start with the Cui family first.
As for Mr. Cui, Fu Minghua pursed his lips:
"You can start from the long house."
As she said, peeling off the cocoon layer by layer, splitting the Cui family, starting from within the Cui family, weakening the strength layer by layer, step by step, one day, the dignified Cui family of Qinghe will become one of the ordinary families. .
What's more, even if she fails to force the Zhu family to stay this time, she has to pay some benefits if she wants to return to Qinghe.
This matter will be beneficial to Yan Zhui after all.
Yan Zhui raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded. She seemed to have penetrated into his heart and understood his feelings.
After talking about the business, Fu Minghua pursed his lips and smiled:
"Has Sanlang seen Cui's three little ladies?"
Biyun on the side had a look of anxiety on his face after hearing this, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of Fu Minghua's words.
She was afraid that Fu Minghua would be too generous and wanted to keep the three young ladies of the Cui family. Yan Zhui had just ascended the throne, and Fu Minghua was the only one in the palace. She also had heirs, so her position was stable.
But Biyun was worried that she would be wronged because of her reputation.
Fu Minghua raised his head and glanced at her, comforting her with his eyes, then looked at Yan Zhui and said:
"I remember that Mr. Du, the Prime Minister of Yixing Palace, has a legitimate grandson, and the son of the eldest son of Duke Zhuang Jian is also about the same age as the Cui family's young ladies."
Yan Zhui suppressed his laughter and waved her hand to get closer:
"You just have to make the decision."
He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. It was almost time to come here. Yan Zhui still had his own things to be busy with. Fu Minghua sat for a while and couldn't leave Cui and Xie in the cold for too long. Yan Zhui was ready to leave. .
As soon as he left, Biyun said anxiously:
"How can your Majesty ask the Emperor such a question?"
Fu Minghua saw the anxious look on Biyun's face at that time. Seeing that she couldn't bear it, he couldn't help but smile:
"No hurries?"
Her hands had just been smeared with balm, and her jade hands looked soft and delicate, with a luster like fine pearls and a faint fragrance.
Fu Minghua stood up and raised his collar:
"I know it well." After saying this, she turned to look at Biyun and said calmly:
"The emperor once promised me that he only loves me. Since he has made a promise, he will naturally not deny it."
No one knows better than her what kind of person Yan chases.
He is ambitious and arrogant.Disdainful of being held hostage.
¡°If he could compromise for others, he would have married Wei Minzhu instead of her.
He was aloof that day. As a prince, he was just the eldest daughter of the Marquis whose mother died young. If he wanted her, even if she didn't want to, her thin arms couldn't twist her thick thighs.
But he didn't.
He resisted the pressure from Duke Zhu's Palace at that time and wanted to marry him wholeheartedly. Afterwards, he deliberately planned to capture Youzhou instead of borrowing the help of Duke Zhu's Palace. Such a man knew what he wanted in his heart, and he also He will not be coerced by others into accepting women.
Yan Zhui grew up in the palace, and there were no palace maids to serve him before getting married, which shows that he has excellent self-control.
When he was young, he didn¡¯t hug anyone. For a person with his temperament, it is unlikely that his temperament will change drastically now.
Of course, Fu Minghua also has his own methods to make him devote himself wholeheartedly.
He loves power, is ambitious, and wants to destroy the four surnames. Then let him focus entirely on destroying the family, governing the country, and looking after himself.
"What's more, I am not a wise and open-minded person. Who does the emperor want to look at?" She pursed her lips and smiled, and her eyes were dyed with a beautiful luster: "That's not possible."
Although her voice was low, her tone was very firm.
Fu Minghua knows what she wants in her heart. She has never worried about what Biyun and others are worried about, because she also has her own pride.
Biyun bit her lip and nodded:
"But, what if someone else looks at the emperor?"
"You are mediocre if you don't attract people's jealousy." Fu Minghua stroked his hair, "If others don't look at the emperor, how can they say that my husband is excellent?"
Biyun became silent.
In the main hall of Guanfeng Hall, Da Zhu¡¯s face was already very ugly.
She didn¡¯t expect that Fu Minghua would have such an idea before Concubine Cui¡¯s body was cold.
She pursed her lips and held back the anger in her heart.
¡°If Concubine Cui is still alive and her mother comes forward, will she still remember the Cui family who raised her and the hometown of Qinghe where she grew up?
To this day, how dare Fu Minghua keep her in Luoyang, put her under the emperor's nose, and prevent her from going back?
The emperor has just ascended the throne, and Concubine Cui has only been away for a few days, but Fu Minghua dares to do this. If this continues, won't all the people of the Cui family be humiliated by him?
The little Mrs. Zhu glanced at her, she forced a smile, and took several deep breaths. When Fu Minghua came out, the big Mrs. Zhu's expression softened a lot.
"I've been waiting for a long time."
Fu Minghua sat down with Bilan¡¯s support and said with a smile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com