After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The little girl acted coquettishly, and her sweet voice made her heart soft.

Xiao Yi said, "Do you really want to change your mind and re-behave?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Why did this sound so awkward, it made her seem to have just been released from prison.

But she nodded meekly, "I thought!"

She followed Xiao Yi into the Chaowenyuan, and heard the youthful voice:

"'When we hear the Tao, we can die in the evening'. It means that after we have figured out the truth and beliefs in life, we will practice for them, and we will die without regrets. For example, those with lofty ideals who believe in the country will survive and die in the country. At this moment, he will not hesitate to throw his head and sprinkle blood.

Nan Baoyi looked up at him.

The boy's side face was fair and handsome, yet still immature.

She remembered that Xiao Yi had repeatedly traveled for the country in the previous life, which was much better than the ministers in the court who could only scold this and that, but because of his heroic military exploits, they always drew their jealousy and framing. The treacherous minister of the ruling and opposition parties.

The most violent incident was when Xiao Yi rode a carriage on the street. Those people, partly incited by others, partly from their hearts, unexpectedly threw rotten vegetables and leaves rotten eggs at the carriage.

But they don't want to think, in the world, how can there be treacherous ministers who are willing to give up their lives to defend their homes?

It suddenly occurred to her how to repay him.

When she grows up, she is willing to use the court secrets accumulated in her previous life to pave him a splendid avenue of fame and fortune, to be admired by thousands of people, and to leave a name in history!

The Chaowenyuan has an extremely beautiful scenery, with pavilions and pavilions everywhere, rockery and flowing water, and the singing of birds, the fragrance of flowers, the swallows, and the singing of birds.

Nan Baoyi tweeted around Xiao Yi, like a lively little butterfly.

Two dark guards hiding in the treetops on the roadside, curiously watching them go away.

The leader of the dark guard named Shiku couldn't help but think, "The master never looks like a girl, but the fifth girl is a younger sister after all. There is excuse and excuse..."

Looking at the dowry brought in like flowing water, he said again: "Ten words, the dowry of the fifth girl is brought in like this. Do you think it is like the master married? It's funny."

Shiyan held the book earnestly, "Shhh, don't disturb my learning."

Shiku gave him a headache.

There is a quiet nerd around him who can't even talk about gossip, so annoying!

Nan Baoyi also brought the plaque of Jinyi Pavilion, and ordered the young man to hang it outside the embroidered building where he lived, and then happily carried the skirt into the building.

The decoration of the building is exquisite and expensive, and it has a good fragrance.

She turned around and wanted to go to the study to take a look.

The study room of Chaowen Academy is large enough for her and Xiao Yi to use it together.

When she entered, Xiao Yi was already sitting on the big case by the window looking through travel notes.

She didn't dare to disturb him, so she sat after the book case opposite, spreading pen, ink, paper and inkstone gently.

Pulling out the letterhead that Taste Heart gave her from her arms, she stared at the white paper and black letters, worrying.

The paper requires that the seven letters be forwarded to those close to you, otherwise the family will be destroyed and the loved one will die.

As the saying goes, she would rather believable if it is not credible than nothing, she hesitated to lift the pen until the ink dripped from the tip of the pen before writing the first word seriously.

She played a careful eye, only copied the poem, and did not write the curse behind it in the letter.

In this way, even if someone receives a letter, they will not be as worried as she is!

...

When Nan Baoyi was writing a letter seriously, Nan Yan went to the front yard with a food box and found Nan Guang.

She took out the dim sum from the food box and said with red eyes: "Lian's father was scolded by grandmother, Yan'er was overwhelmed, so she made some lotus paste cakes for you."

Nan Guang looked at the exquisite and lovely cakes, and his heart was hot, "Yan'er, you are a good one. That was originally your grandmother and Jiaojiao did not do the right thing. Don't blame yourself."

"You don’t blame me... It’s a pity that I’m a blessed person. Unlike my sister, who has a lot of money, I can only make some snacks to honor you. If I can take out a thousand taels like my sister, I will give it to you. tea."

"Oh, when you talk about silver, you make a fuss for your father!" Nan Guang shook his head painfully, "You said that being a father is also a decent master in the house, so why are they so generous? So is Jiaojiao, she is so rich, and she doesn't know how to take some silver to honor me, so she actually buys some inkstone for Xiao Yi's cheap breed, which is really a waste of silver!"

Nan Yan sat down next to him, "She is your own daughter. As long as you take the initiative to speak, she will definitely be willing to give you money. Speaking of which, I saw that she had a lot of dowry when I moved today, so she is not short of money."

Mentioning the dowry, Nan Guang's eyes lit up.

Nan Yan suppressed the corners of her upturned mouth, and continued: "I heard that the original wife of Daddy was born rich and rich, and the dowry is very rich. My younger sister is young, and she might squander the dowry indiscriminately under the instigation of others. You should take care of her. ."

The small abacus in Nan Guang's heart swish quickly.

The Song family’s dowry contains a lot of land deeds for shops, and if you take good care of it, you can get a lot of interest and dividends every month.

As long as he gets his dowry, he can live a very moisturizing life just by dividends!

He smiled and bloomed, "Yan'er is gentle and virtuous in his family. In the future, I really don't know who is blessed to marry our Yan'er as his wife."

Nan Yan smiled shyly, but tears flickered in her eyes.

Nan Guang quickly wiped her tears with the veil, "Why are you crying so well?"

Nan Yan cried very pitifully, "Daddy, I am thirteen years old this year, and I am already an age to discuss marriage. But my sister has so many dowries, but I have nothing, so I feel uncomfortable... if I could have half of her Dowry, I am very happy, and it will be more convenient for you to be filial to you in the future."

"What's the matter?" Nan Guang touched her head affectionately, "You and Jiaojiao are both my daughters, so you will naturally have what she has. Don't worry, I will go to Chaowenyuan to find her. Ask her to divide your dowry in half. Don't cry, be good!"

Chaowenyuan.

Nan Baoyi carried seven letters and put one on the book case of Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi raised his eyes.

Nan Baoyi blinked with a guilty conscience, "I have made great progress in calligraphy recently, so I transcribed a poem to tell my second brother to appreciate my calligraphy..."

Xiao Yi opened the letter with a cold face.

Oh, the word is ugly, it's no different from the chicken chop.

"Seeing the characters is like a person, good calligraphy is of great benefit to people." He said in a deep voice, "Nan Baoyi, your characters are ugly."

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips, "Second brother, you should be gentle and gentle when you talk to girls, and even more gentle and gentle when you point out the shortcomings of others. If you are like this, you won't be able to ask a wife in the future.

"Say it again."

"Second brother, I think you were right just now, my handwriting is really ugly."

"Yo, what are you two discussing? What is ugly or not?"

The majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Nan Baoyi looked at her, her cheap father stepped into the threshold with his hands behind his back.

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Nan San Ye (righteously akimbo): Not only do I covet my mother's silver, I also covet my daughter's dowry, I am still a baby!