On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Lin Zhen couldn't wait to push open all the windows in the study. When he came back, he saw the fat man still squatting there with his naked butt, and he was furious.

"Fatty, come down first, we have something to talk about!"

"Brother, this is the only request I have, to grant Jinglan an imperial decree!" The fat man stood up and pulled up his pants.

Lu Dehao completely fainted.

He was sitting next to the fat man. It would take him at least half a month to recover from the strong fart he inhaled.

Lin Zhen said, "Imperial edict, imperial edict, you don't even have an official position, how can you say it's an imperial edict?"

"It's just a broken official. Can't you just give me one?"

"Bullshit! If official positions could be given away at will, wouldn't the country be in chaos?"

"Even a lazy slut like Lu Dehao could be given a position in the Ministry of Works. Why can't I be given a position in the Ministry of Works, given all the military exploits I've made? It's just a few mistakes, isn't it? All those years of fighting for the country can't offset that tiny mistake? Did I kill someone? Or set a fire? Or did I bully the people? Why is he so unforgivable?"

As the fat man spoke, his eyes turned red.

Not only that, Lin Zhen was also speechless after his question.

Well, that being said, the question is, where can a fat man be an official? With his temper, he is a nuisance wherever he goes. Only by being around me can I control him.

Otherwise, go to the border. This guy can't sit still. Maybe he can disgust foreigners.

Lin Zhen walked over and patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Well, I'll ask Her Majesty first. If she agrees, I'll think about finding you a position in the army."

"No need to go to all that trouble! Big Brother, I'm a military commander. Just send me to the border. Really, I'm willing to guard it!"

Nonsense, of course you are guarding the border.

Once you go to the border, you will become a local tyrant.

"There's no rush for border defense. Uncle Wang will definitely find you a wife. If you go to the border defense, you won't be able to go home for a long time."

"I don't want it!" The fat man was almost crazy.

"You have to accept it even if you don't want it! Damn it, I'm giving you face?" Lin Zhen glared and roared, "Now you have two paths to choose from! First, grant Jinglan a decree, and you marry a virtuous wife. Otherwise, you can just shit here, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, Lin Zhen turned around and left angrily, but he didn't notice and kicked Lu Dehao on the ankle.

Lin Zhen was of course fine, but his body, which had been transformed by the heart-eating insect, was very sensitive, and this kick directly kicked Lu Dehao off the chair.

boom--

The temple hits the ground first.

OK, this time I feel completely dizzy.

The fat man quickly pulled Lin Zhen back: "No, no, no, big brother! Big brother! I was wrong. Can't I just choose one?"

Lin Zhen looked back and raised his eyebrows.

"Really?"

"Really!" The fat man swore solemnly, raising his middle finger and pointing it at the sky. "I swear, I promise to listen to Big Brother. If I disobey, I will write the word 'Wang' upside down!"

Okay...he's the only one who dares to point his middle finger at the sky these days.

Since you are not afraid of divine punishment, I will help you.

"You said it, so be good and let Uncle Wang find you a virtuous wife to manage the family business. Once you're married, you'll take your family and move to the frontier, and stop causing me trouble."

"Hehehehe." The fat man showed his shameless and silly smile again, "Brother, going to the border is no problem, but where to go? How about going to the Northeast? Fatty is not afraid of the cold, really!"

"You're dreaming. The Northeast will undergo large-scale development as soon as spring arrives. What are you going there for? Are you going to cause me trouble? Go back to Guangling and train the navy."

"Guangling? Wouldn't that rotten place kill people with the heat? It would be sheer torture for a Fatty with his weight to go there! How about going to Liaodong to train the navy?"

"Stop bargaining with me! Do you still want the imperial edict?"

"Yes, yes, yes, hehe, okay, I'll go wherever big brother says!"

"That's pretty much it."

Lin Zhen rolled his eyes and prepared to go to the backyard, but the fat man was not done yet and kept asking.

"Brother, what kind of position is it for me to train the navy?"

"Do we in Daqian have a navy?"

"have water."

Lin Zhen: "..."

......

It's impossible to have a detailed conversation with a stupid guy like Fatty, and it's impossible to discuss serious matters.

Daqian doesn't have any navy at all. If they let you train, they will definitely let you be the marshal.

Moreover, considering Fatty's personality, if Fairy Jinglan's imperial status was lower than the second rank, she would definitely have to come to the palace to take a shit again, so he might as well just give her the first rank in one go.

In this way, both her imperial edict and the fat man's official position are very reasonable.

However, after being given the imperial edict, she definitely could not use the name Jinglan anymore. This was not only because she was marrying a fat man as a concubine, but mainly because she had to take the feelings of other fairies of the Heavenly Dao into consideration.

If everyone follows suit, Daqian will be in chaos.

There are a lot of things that need to be dealt with recently, and I have to deal with them one by one.

Wan'er invited all the girls back home, and Murong Yan found out about it.

I don't know if she was kind or did it on purpose, but she insisted on keeping several women in the palace for dinner, so that it was almost curfew when they returned home.

Wan'er sat upright in the middle hall, her posture straight and straight, her white clothes as white as snow, her long hair like a waterfall neatly tied up without a single strand loose.

She held a hand warmer in her hand, staring at the candlelight beside her with a calm expression, showing no emotion.

The mistress of the house's behavior was clearly revealed.

The maids following her, including Lanling, dared not breathe a word and stood there obediently. Even their feet were frozen, they did not dare to move, for fear of being punished.

The backyard of this palace now has a true backbone.

Lin Zhen came to visit her, told her to take care of her health, and then left.

He knew that Wan'er wanted to give all the concubines a warning.

Sure enough, the wives and concubines came back from outside, hand in hand and laughing happily, each wearing a luxurious cloak.

The first person to step in was Zhang Li.

As for the God of Wealth, everyone is used to praising him.

After entering the room and seeing Wan'er sitting there, Zhang Li remembered that she had an elder sister at home whom she must respect, so she bowed immediately.

"I met my sister."

Wan'er nodded, but before she could say anything, she saw Qingwen, with her belly bulging, being supported by Yue Wu and Liu Miaoyan as she walked to a chair on the side and prepared to sit down.

Wan'er immediately scolded: "Did I let you sit?"

"I..." Qingwen's eyebrows immediately furrowed in frown after hearing this: "What are you talking about me?"

"What else? Are you your husband's concubine?"

"Yes."

"Then why do you ignore me? Why don't you put your hair up? And why do you sit down without my permission? Do you have any manners?"

"Hey, I have a bad temper, and you, a sickly person, dare to use me to show off your authority?" Qingwen rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush forward, but Huanbi ran over and hugged her quickly.

"Qingwen! Qingwen! Calm down, be careful not to hurt the child!"

"Let me go!" Qingwen kept struggling.

"Who gave you the courage to find confidence in me? If I had known your behavior, I shouldn't have set up an immortality card for you. I should have found someone to curse you to death!"