Quick Wear: Daji is a Bad Woman

Everyone in the Xiangfu knew that the third lady was hopeless and was going to marry a beggar. After the women in the boudoir in the capital knew about it, they all laughed at Daji for being mentally ill.

Soon, the news that the three daughters of the prime minister's mansion were going to marry a beggar spread all over the capital, and there were rumors even in the palace.

"Wang Aiqing, I heard that your daughter is going to marry a beggar, why is that?"

The prime minister thought of Daji's words, and cupped his hands: "Yes, Your Majesty, my daughter is upright for twenty-eight years. She was spoiled since she was a child, and she has never been able to find a husband, so she held a hydrangea-throwing event to recruit relatives. He is a beggar, unmarried, with good conduct, so the minister married his daughter."

The emperor also looked puzzled, how could he marry his daughter to a beggar.

"Wang Aiqing, you are pushing Qianjin into the pit of fire."

"Your Majesty, the Son of Heaven speaks his word, let alone a minister. A minister is a prime minister, the head of a hundred officials. If he uses his power to destroy marriages, what qualifications do he have to be the prime minister? If his colleagues do the same, then there are still people available in this court." Does your Majesty still dare to use such an official? Do the common people still dare to trust their parents' officials?"

Prime Minister Wang's impassioned words moved the emperor, and the emperor slapped the table: "Aiqing is right, if the white officials are like Aiqing, once a word is spoken, it will be hard to follow, why worry about the country and the people's peace, and all dynasties will come to congratulate you."

The emperor rewarded Prime Minister Wang lavishly, and specially bestowed a marriage on Daji, calling her a role model for women.

The emperor's own son bestowed a marriage, and the rumors and gossips in Beijing finally dissipated. Daji held a wedding with her and entered the cold kiln.

——Although they were not kicked out of the house, the results are not the same.

——Giving a marriage sounds beautiful, but it’s not about digging wild vegetables.

Everyone knows that the cold kiln is poor and poor. In the original plot, the heroine doesn’t touch the spring water with her ten fingers, and she doesn’t know how to grow any vegetables. In the end, she can only dig wild vegetables to eat. The audience waits for Daji to dig wild vegetables, and the plot begins to change. up.

On the wedding night, Daji hugged her arms coquettishly: "My husband, you are so good, you must be good at cooking, people want to eat your cooking."

"It's so late, and it's another wedding night in the bridal chamber, why don't we eat it tomorrow."

A bit of grievance appeared in Daji's eyes: "Do you have the heart to let your pretty lady starve into the bridal chamber?"

Today's heroine is still a delicate flower, she has a beautiful face without suffering, and the audience couldn't stand it when she acted like a baby.

Daji looked at him affectionately: "Master, only when I am full will I have the strength to love you."

She loves me so much, I really shouldn't let her go hungry.

With that in mind, I rolled up my sleeves and went to cook.

At night, with smoke from the kitchen, Daji sat on the bench and looked at the busy figure, and greeted with concern: "Sir, are you tired, do you want to drink some water?"

As soon as I looked up, I saw my wife's adoring and distressed eyes, and I was instantly full of motivation.

"I'm not tired, this little thing won't bother me."

"I knew that my husband is the best. You are the best gift God gave me. God really has insight and chose the best husband for me."

As a beggar, he has always been looked down upon by others, and when he is praised and admired by the daughter of a thousand gold, his self-confidence is instantly boosted, and he is full of wind when he does his work. …

——What kind of love brain speech is this? It is a gift from heaven, and you will be able to bear it in the future.

——But... Although she was boasting, she just sat there and didn't move.

In this way, the audience also noticed the difference. Daji sat on the bench in good condition, drinking the poured water, without moving her buttocks.

If this was the previous heroine, she must have started cooking and got burned.

The plot is a little different, and the audience is starting to look forward to it.

After a meal is finished, Daji has to boil hot water under Daji's sweet words, and then serve Daji to take a bath. There is an automatic mosaic here, and the audience can only see Daji's hazy figure.

Daji was lying on the bed, and suddenly cried softly: "It hurts."

Hurry to support her: "Lady, what's the matter?"

Daji was aggrieved: "This mattress is not soft enough, it hurt me."

Only then did I realize that this is the daughter of the Prime Minister's family, who grew up in rich clothes and fine food, and he must not be used to sleeping on this shabby mat.

He took off his clothes and put them on the bed: "Miss, please feel wronged first, tomorrow I will pick up some catkins and make the bed softer."

Daji hugged his neck and rubbed it, and said with a very attached look: "Master, I really saw the right person, no matter how hard life is, you won't let me suffer a little bit of grievance."

"That's natural. Since you don't dislike my birth and marry me, then I will definitely not let you be wronged. Go to sleep."

Holding Daji in his arms, let her sleep on his arms, and then covered her with the only clothes, and put on a thin dress to coax Daji to sleep.

——Well, why do I feel that the heroine is in ua?
——It is true that the love brain speaks, but how does it do things?

——The heroine is playing a very new thing, don't rush to abandon the drama, I'll watch it later.

Soon this plot became a hot search, and those viewers who gave up the show because of the beginning came back curiously, and even attracted new viewers, everyone wants to see what the smart heroine will do this time.

Early the next morning, I went out with the tools, and Daji was still sleeping until the prime minister's wife brought her two older sisters to see Daji.

When she saw the living environment, the prime minister's wife felt distressed and wanted to take Daji back.

"Mother, I was granted the marriage by the emperor himself. If I go back with you, then I will be defying the order."

Daji's words successfully persuaded the prime minister's wife again.

"Third sister, why don't you listen to your father's advice, marry a good man, and throw hydrangea? Now, it's over, and you're here to live in this cold kiln." Not very nice.

Daji took her arm: "Second sister, I know you love me, but our Xiangfu is powerful enough, if I get married again from a high family, won't it just arouse suspicion for nothing? Is there anything else?"

What Sanmei said seemed to make sense.

The two sisters looked at each other, and the anger in their hearts subsided a lot. The eldest sister took Daji's hand and said in relief: "I have wronged you."

"It's okay, my husband loves me very much. He went out early in the morning to find catkins for me to make my bed."

Hearing this, the Prime Minister's wife hurriedly asked the servants to bring in the things they brought, silk and satin, gold, silver and jewelry, which are commonly used by the heroine.

"Mother, eldest sister and second sister, I will accept the dowry. You can come to see me in the future, don't bring any more things."

Well, these things became the dowry. In this era, a woman's dowry only belongs to the woman alone, and her husband's family can't think about it.

Daji sent the three of them away, finished the cakes brought by the prime minister's wife, and lay down on the newly laid cotton wool to catch up on sleep.