Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

It is now January, and the earliest batch, especially the peony garden with a greenhouse and hot spring water underground, is opening.

Take the peony garden in Prince Heng’s Palace for example, it has become a magnificent sight.

Qiao Lian'er waited for a while, but Sun Hetang didn't take the next step, so she left first.

Although she can be invisible and track people, she can't always stay by their side.

Whether it is Kachin territory, Qingfeng's original territory, or Tianhe Province, she has too many things to do.

However, she was more cautious and sent out several skilled spies to keep an eye on Sun Hetang's every move.

As soon as everything was arranged, Pei Shijiu stepped into the warm room.

"I just sent some people."

"The more the better." Qiao Lianer said.

The servant poured tea, brought in some snacks, and left, leaving the door of the warm room ajar.

"You can probably guess what Sun Hetang wants to do, and do you have a plan to deal with it?"

Qiao Jianer said, "If you want to accuse someone of something, you'll always find a pretext, especially with something like poetry that can be interpreted arbitrarily."

He added, "If it's as you and I guess, then it can only be done with the skill of words."

Pei Shijiu seemed to be thinking: "The emperor trusts you, this is your great weapon."

"Yes, but I have to use it very carefully. If I go beyond the limit, it could be a disaster."

As Qiao Zhizhi's wedding date approaches, the Qiao family's courtyard is being decorated and arranged every day. This wedding is of great significance. It is a marriage between the Qiao family and the Lin family, which has attracted the attention of all the noble families in the capital, so it is grand and thoughtful.

Qiao Jianer also spent a lot of thought on this.

Pei Shijiu stood in front of the window, looking at the exquisite and unique decorations in the yard. Some of the styles were unprecedented, eye-catching and revealing an untouchable nobility.

"After Miss Zhizhi and Mr. Lin San are married, it will be your turn next."

Qiao Jianer glanced at him and said, "You forgot about Big Meng and Little Meng."

Da Mengge is already nineteen years old, but ever since what happened with Du Qinglan, he seems to have lost interest in love and marriage, and is absorbed in training troops and arranging battle formations every day.

He could not refuse any banquets and events that would allow him to meet women from wealthy families.

Xiao Mengge is more than a year older than her. He is now seventeen years old, which is just the right age to get married.

When Sister Zhizhi gets married, Third Aunt Lu will also become anxious.

Pei Shijiu calculated that it would take at least two to three years for the two to get married.

Looking at Qiao Jianer's grown-up face and tall stature, which looked like a grown-up girl, his heart was beating fast.

When will he be able to give her a good hug or a kiss?

He muttered, "Isn't it a bit slow?"

"What?" Qiao Jianer didn't hear clearly.

"nothing--"

The next day, Sun Hetang took some people from the yard to explore all the places where peonies were blooming, and then wrote down these locations.

Then, she printed hundreds of copies of the ink painting inscribed with Mu Langguan's poem.

He also found beggars, homeless people and thugs on the street, distributed these ink paintings to them, explained them for a while, and returned the silver.

These people ran around everywhere with ink paintings.

They shouted, "The peonies blossomed overnight, splashing the garden with crimson. The peonies blossomed, like blood splattered across the garden. Disaster is brewing in the capital."

Suddenly, the streets became bustling with people discussing the poem that had caused a sensation last year, but the trend was different.

"Isn't it a bit wrong to write like this? Describing the blooming peonies at the foot of the emperor as a Shura field is no different from murder."

"I don't know who's unlucky. Zhu Qianse, the word Zhu, besides being a color, is generally used in various documents, ceremonies, and occasions in the royal family to show solemnity."

"Could it be that the Heavenly Family will take some action, such as slaughtering the people and taking human lives without mercy? Or is it that the Heavenly Family is in danger, leaving the ground covered in blood and the capital in turmoil?"

"Oh, that sounds really scary. Stop it. Aren't you afraid of losing your head when you say something like that?"

Most people in the capital have been educated and educated, but they are easily influenced by public opinion. Once they are instigated by the hooligans roaming the streets, they will think in a wrong direction. After an in-depth discussion, they can find something wrong.

The spy immediately reported the news to Qiao Jianer.

Sun Hetang is the daughter of a prominent family, so they can only keep an eye on her from a certain distance and cannot attack her easily.

Besides, Princess Zhenguo must have a better way.

A chill appeared on Qiao Lian'er's face, but Sun Hetang didn't give her much chance to react. He bribed so many people and was aggressive from the beginning, wanting to make a big fuss and get it before the emperor as quickly as possible.

Pei Er frowned and stepped into the hall, feeling a chill on his body.

"It was so fast! The people from the Dali Temple have already gone to arrest Lu Guchuan, the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Justice, saying that the poem he wrote has caused controversy."

Qiao Jianer was silent for a moment and then smiled.

"You know what? When doing something like this, you have to clean up your mess and not let anyone catch you. Otherwise, you'll end up falling into the same pit yourself."

Pei Shijiu's expression showed a hint of contemplation.

Qiao Jian'er said slowly, "The Sun family came to the Qiao family to buy paintings, specifically paintings with inscriptions. They also focused on Lu Guchuan's poems and printed so many copies to distribute to street thugs. If the Sun family just bought paintings to study and appreciate, why would they make so much trouble? Compared to them, the Sun family is much more suspicious."

Pei Shijiu's expression changed: "Yes, if this matter gets out of hand, it will be a disaster for a small official like Lu Guchuan, but it will also be a disaster for the Sun family, a noble family."

"Let them continue to make trouble. When this matter has brewed to its full potential, we will strike and deliver a fatal blow."

Qiao Jianer gently stroked the cup with her fingers: "When the damage is done, the Sun family will regret not having disciplined their daughter properly."

She went to Sun's house and found that Sun Hetang was indeed very thoughtful. He did not throw away the painting he bought, and he also had several printed copies of it and kept them in his bedroom.

She didn't have to put in much effort at all.

Qiao Jianer took two paintings and placed them in the study of Mr. Sun and Mr. Sun Erye respectively, which made it more convincing.

Anyway, the Sun family said that they would not let the Qiao family go if they had the chance in the future, so why doesn't she take advantage of them first?

And this time, it was Sun Hetang who took the first step.

Young Master Sun San hurried into Sun Hetang's yard with an anxious look on his face.

"Fifth sister, were you the one who spread those rumors?"

"What rumors are you talking about, Third Brother?" Sun Hetang responded innocently, "I listened to you and stayed in the yard the whole time."

"It's that line from Lu Guchuan's poem, 'Night after night, peonies blossom, filling the garden with vermilion.' Now it's circulating in the streets and alleys again, but the discussion is completely different from last year."