My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Two hundred and ninety-seventh

Chapter 861 2.297 The Forgotten Sect of the Number Code

Obviously, the king did not know this situation, he was taken aback when he heard the words, and smiled, "Weiyuanhou, the widow never heard you mention that your home is the Qiao family in Jingcheng."

Qiao Zhongbang stood up, a trace of anger between his brows.

Unfortunately, before making a sound, Qiao Dongbo snatched the beginning of the conversation, "It is exactly, I can't write two Qiao characters in a stroke. Before, because the servants can't do things, Hou Ye has a misunderstanding of his family. "

"In fact, the Qiao family welcomes the Lord Hou's family to go back. With the prince's cultivation strength, he can immediately enter the family performance martial arts hall to learn. After the Yuan Festival, I hope that the prince It can represent our Qiao family." Qiao Dongbo's face burst into a chrysanthemum-like smile, and all the pleats on his face were shaking.

Qiao Zhongbang sneered, then turned his head and bowed his hand to the king, "Knowing the king, the minister was just a farmer in the past, and has been severed with the Qiao family for more than ten years. At this time, the Qiao family has an old story. To mention it again, it’s a sense of kinship and acquaintance."

Qiao Dongbo's face jumped slightly, and he couldn't help but angrily said, "How easy is the blood relationship to be broken? You are from the old Qiao family for one day! You will be from the old Qiao family for the rest of your life. !"

"Shameless old thing." Duan Yue snorted coldly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the black-hearted elder of Old Qiao’s family obviously sees that Qiao Qiao’s talent is amazing, so he wants to get him back. Participate in the competition?

You dare to say this, this face is really big enough!

Qiao Mu watched coldly, without saying a word, holding her small soup bowl, drinking the broth one by one.

Qiao Zhongbang threw his sleeves vigorously, "Patriarch Qiao! I hope to respect myself."

Qiao Dongbo's face turned green with anger, and he jumped up and said angrily, "My nephew, you would be unkind by doing this!"

The Empress Zhao sat on the main hall with her mouth tight, staring coldly at the people in Qiao's Mansion, a faint disgust spreading in her heart.

Qiao Dongbo’s eldest son, Qiao Zhongde sneered, "Father, what do you have to say to these people who have forgotten the ancestry? He can harden his heart and throw his old mother into the ruined temple to get in the rain. People."

Wei Ziqin chuckled in her heart.

Today's officials from the third rank and above gather~IndoMTL.com~The eight great families are all present. If this black-hearted Qiao Dongbo makes a name for "forgetting the sect of the number of classics", then it will be all. Jingcheng didn't know what his old Qiao was going to be like!

Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Zhongde said this, an inhalation sound came from the entire hall, and everyone looked at Qiao Zhongbang with a strange look.

After all, these days, even the great king always talks about the word filial piety. The whole country advocates filial piety. A person who doesn’t even have basic filial piety talks about loyalty. But when he walks on the street, he is talking about filial piety. To be scolded by someone pointing at the spine.

Mo Lin put down the cup in her hand, and her phoenix eyes swept across Qiao Zhongde coldly, "If you are talking about Mrs. Qiao, that would be a coincidence. The lonely testimony, Mrs. Qiao is making a fuss about herself. The youngest son and daughter-in-law left the Hou Mansion. I don’t know what’s wrong with this? What happened to the ruined temple?"

When Qiao Zhongde was swept by Mo Lin's icy gaze, he couldn't help but stretch all over his body.

The man in front of him has a horrible deterrent in his eyes, as if he could be killed by a cold stare.

(End of this chapter)