The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

The person who said this was a man who seemed to be the leader. His voice was a little hoarse. The more Jiang Jinhe listened, the more he felt that this man was very similar to a certain follower who appeared in the morning.

Although she was unwilling to accept the invitation, it was difficult for Jiang Jinhe to find a suitable reason to refuse under the circumstances. She just did not accept the gifts on the spot out of politeness and asked the other party to take them away.

In just one day, he was invited to dinner by different princes twice. For an ordinary person, it might be extremely exciting or even overjoyed, but for Jiang Jinhe, all this seemed quite strange.

After careful consideration, she felt that her ability to make money and talent in writing poetry alone were not enough to attract the special attention of these powerful people. There must be a more important reason hidden in it - perhaps it was closely related to the secret she had revealed to Jiang Yuannian before.

"Wen Qin, can you help me find my third brother? I'm really eager to see him now."

After understanding what Jiang Jinhe was thinking, Song Wenqin immediately started looking for a job.

Less than an incense stick of time later, he brought Jiang Yuannian here, and Qu Zhongyi also came with them.

Looking at these two men who claimed to be brothers, Jiang Jinhe could only smile helplessly.

At this moment, Jiang Yuannian, pretending to be unaware of everything, asked curiously, "Sister, what's the matter that you called me here so late?"

After hearing this, Jiang Jinhe smiled coldly, walked up to him without any hesitation, grabbed his ear, and pulled him into a small room next to him.

"Jiang Yuannian, is there something wrong with your mind? How could you be so careless as to tell others about your situation?"

Jiang Yuannian immediately cried out for justice and tried his best to act stupid and cute.

"My dear sister, I only revealed some information, but who knew he would believe it? This really has nothing to do with me! I just didn't expect that person to take my words so seriously. I really didn't expect things to develop to this point."

Jiang Jinhe really wanted to shock him with an electric baton - the brother that other people dream of is a warm-hearted little sun, but the one she met was this big live treasure who only caused trouble. He always made trouble for his sister since they met, and he seemed to enjoy it.

Every time she thought of this, Jiang Jinhe felt very helpless. She didn't know when her brother would truly grow up.

After beating Jiang Yuannian up, Jiang Jinhe's emotions finally calmed down.

"I want to know, are you planning to follow Prince Chen completely? If you really have this idea, I must think carefully about what we should do in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuannian's tone became serious.

"It's not that I want to follow King Chen, but I see a bright future ahead of me. I think I can achieve something by following him, rather than wasting my time here."

Jiang Jing expressed doubt. "When did you start predicting the future? Why do you think he'll win? You've never demonstrated a deep understanding of this political landscape before."

Her brows were furrowed, and she looked at Jiang Yuannian sharply, hoping to see a hint of sincerity or hesitation in her eyes.

"Because I have a unique vision!"

Jiang Yuannian pointed to the tip of his nose and said proudly.

His expression was firm and confident, as if he had no hesitation in his choice.

Jiang Jinhe glanced at him sideways and sneered in his throat.

"You're so young, yet you speak so bluntly. You should get your eyes checked first! I'm not sure if you're just blindly confident or if you're truly seeing things that others can't."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuannian's face was full of dissatisfaction.

He pouted and looked very aggrieved.

"I'm telling the truth. Can't you see that my grasp of the future is based on profound analysis and judgment?"

"Sister, even if you don't believe me, don't you believe what Dad says?"

Jiang Ming's voice was full of helplessness and pleading.

Jiang Jinhe immediately retorted: "Why should I believe him?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized the omission in her words and immediately asked, "What does this have to do with Dad?"

Her eyes turned doubtful.

"You staying with Prince Chen, wasn't that arranged by Dad?"

She pointed at Jiang Yuannian in surprise, her tone mixed with shock and confusion.

Jiang Yuannian raised his brows slightly, revealing a barely perceptible sneer. "Of course, this is Dad's tacit agreement. Otherwise, why do you think the four of us weren't given amnesia drugs? This was all planned long ago."

After hearing this explanation, Jiang Jinhe felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart. His mind was working rapidly, and he thought of several possibilities.

One of the most likely scenarios is that Jiang Fengzhi placed the four of them around the princes he believed were most likely to become emperor in the future.

In this way, no matter which prince ascends the throne in the future, there will always be someone in their family who can rely on him.

Wait, this inference seems a little too simple.

This was somewhat inconsistent with the image of her father, who was thoughtful, patient and experienced.

My father never made such obvious arrangements.

There must be more complicated considerations behind this matter.

But for a moment, she couldn't figure out the specific reason.

Through Jiang Yuannian's detailed explanation, Jiang Jinhe gained a deeper understanding of the current situation of the Daliang Dynasty.

It turns out that the current emperor has twelve princes.

The oldest one is already in his forties, while the youngest one is still a baby.

Excluding the three deceased princes, Prince Chen Murong Xi became the eldest son.

He has rich experience and is well aware of all the forces in the court.

The remaining main rivals for the throne are the fifth prince Murong Ke, the seventh prince Murong Yuan, and the eighth prince Murong Xue.

Each of these three has different backgrounds and powers.

The others were either weak and sickly or too young to compete for the throne.

In order to train them, the old emperor allowed these princes to fight each other, and only the winner could inherit the throne.

This method may seem cruel, but in his opinion it is the best way to ensure that the new emperor can govern the country well.

Among them, the fifth king Murong Ke had been severely injured in this endless struggle.

His mother was banished to the cold palace for some unknown reasons and never gained the emperor's trust again.

What's worse is that the foreign allies who once gave the Five Kings great support are now weak and have lost their former role.

Under such circumstances, Murong Ke can basically be ruled out.

As for the seventh prince Murong Yuan, he unfortunately encountered an accident while out hunting.

The accident not only left him with a deep psychological trauma, but also caused serious injuries to his right heel, making walking a problem for him and often very difficult.