Chapter 445: Abandoned woman in cold kiln conquers Prince Zhengtai 3
An ambitious person never lacks opportunities.
When Wang Baochuan was molested by swingers, why did Xue Pinggui appear so timely, and a thrilling hero rescued the beauty.
He played some small tricks. If he hadn't deliberately lured people away, Wang Baochuan would not have suffered an innocent disaster.
Xue Pinggui was apprehensive at the beginning. He only saw that Wang Baochuan came from an extraordinary background, but he did not know that she was actually the daughter of the Prime Minister.
He deliberately showed his heroic qualities, just to stir up ripples in her heart.
Everything was as Xue Pinggui imagined, Wang Baochuan secretly promised him, and he would not hesitate to throw hydrangea to marry him.
Xue Pinggui originally thought that he would be on the rise from now on, but he never thought that the Prime Minister would rather cut off his relationship with his daughter than support him.
Various injustices in the army aroused Xue Pinggui's spirit of resistance, and Zhu Xiechi liked to hunt with his heirs and daughters.
Xue Pinggui was selected to be a guard by virtue of his high-strength martial arts. He was calm and did not miss any opportunity to perform.
During the hunting, Xue Pinggui brought a lot of prey, but it was not these wild animals that made him.
Loved by Zhu Xiechi and known as the Pearl of the Prairie, the Princess on behalf of Warfare was frightened by her mount during the hunt.
All the warriors flocked to save the flaming beauty who was on the verge of death after being frightened.
Xue Pinggui didn't hesitate at all. He spurred the horse to rush up, jumped on top of the shocking horse, rescued Princess Daizhan with his superb riding skills and martial arts, and slashed the shocking horse again.
His heroic and, as expected, and handsome and extraordinary appearance moved the arrogant Princess on behalf of the war, and made her write down his name.
In recognition of Xue Pinggui, Zhu Xie Chixin promoted him to Captain Zhiguo.
Everything is developing in a positive direction. Between accumulating military exploits through **** battles and becoming a concubine, Xue Pinggui chose the latter.
He can't wait, he must stand out and let the people who mocked him and belittled him regret it.
Xue Pinggui approached Princess Daizhan purposefully, but Wang Baochuan, who was waiting for him in the cold kiln, was thrown behind by him.
One is absolute infatuation, and the other is self-interested.
When Xue Pinggui was intent on climbing to wealth, Shu Ange was in the cold kiln of Wujiapo near the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the south of Chang'an City, worrying about his livelihood.
There was still some rice left in the tank, and there were dozens of copper coins hidden in the cracks in the wall.
This is all the belongings of the original owner. It is getting cold, and Wang Baochuan's cotton-padded coat has not yet arrived, but he is thinking about sewing thick clothes for Xue Pinggui and entrusting someone to take them to the army.
To do this for a person whose life and death are uncertain, the original owner is really a stubborn child who abides by the law of women.
The sun was slowly rising, and the sky was bright.
Shu Ange's typhoid fever wasn't ready yet. After thinking about it, she decided to get up and go to the **** to find some herbs to ease her condition.
Wang Baochuan lived in a poor life, and her blue ru skirt had patches on it. She was good at women's red, and she embroidered the patches into patterns, which looked a little chic.
Shu Ange didn't like combing women's hair in a bun.
She went out the door, and before she took a few steps, she ran into a few village women who were carrying hoes and walking towards the ground. Several people saw Wang Baochuan smiling.
"Isn't this Lady Xue, how come it's rare to go out."
"Miss Xue's face doesn't look good, is she ill?"
The villagers' mouths were broken, but there was no malicious intent. Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled at them: "The weather is fine, go out and dig some wild vegetables."
"That's right, you have to come out and walk with us, and have a look after."
A peasant woman with a silver lilac on one ear in the middle and the fewest patches on her skirt invites Shu Ange.
She shook her head and politely declined: "Several eldest sisters, let's go first, I'm walking slowly."
Seeing that Shu Ange insisted not to be together, the village women left with a smile and walked for a while, not forgetting to look back.
The original owner was a mysterious existence in Wu'anpo. He was born like a fairy in the sky when he came here. His green fingers were whiter and tenderer than jade, and he couldn't even burn the stove.
Those who have good things inquired about it. Xue Pinggui was an incredible wife. The little lady who was more beautiful than the fairy's daughter turned out to be the daughter of the prime minister's family.
Who is the prime minister? That's under one person and over ten thousand people. Isn't the prime minister's daughter half a princess?
When Wang Baochuan first got married, the villagers didn't even dare to look at her handsome face and bright eyes like autumn water.
Later, I saw that Wang Baochuan had no relationship with the prime minister's mansion, and I heard that the prime minister was angry with his daughter for marrying a poor boy with no money, and cut off the relationship with her by three high-fives, so he dared to deal with her.
Seeing that Miss Qianjin suffers in the cold kiln, she has to spin cloth as a female celebrity to subsidize her family, and she has to eat and drink, and the mood of the villagers is a little subtle.
However, there is still a difference between the Prime Minister's daughter and them. She doesn't speak loudly to eat, nor does she squat on the well to wash clothes and gather together to do things like them.
In the impression of the villagers, Mrs. Xue always closed the door and seldom went out, and fetched water when there was no one else.
In the early autumn, the scenery on Wu'an Slope was good, and I met villagers several times on Shu Ange Road. Everyone saw that she always looked at the western scenery.
Shu Ange didn't like being scrutinized, and he didn't like chatter, so he simply changed his path and went to a mountain far away from Wu'anpo.
The Tang Dynasty has an open atmosphere, women have high status, and there is no vulgarity of foot binding.
It's just that after living in the cold kiln for two or three years, and living a life of eating bran and choking vegetables every day, plus two miscarriages, Wang Baochuan has lost weight from a pearl to a lightning bolt, and his body is naturally not as good as before.
The body is the capital of the revolution. During the trek, Shu Ange consciously adjusted his internal breath, and his body relaxed a lot.
I sweated when I was climbing the mountain, and the wind and cold went halfway with the sweat.
There was no one on the mountain, and the howls of wild beasts could be heard faintly in the deep mountains. Shu Ange didn't dare to be too big, and kept paying attention to the surrounding situation.
There were frequent wars in the Tang Dynasty, and the people were few. The strong people were drawn to fight, and there were naturally fewer people who opened up wasteland.
There are many old and young women and children in Wu'anpo, and there are few adults and strong men, which is evident from the raging fire of war.
Relying on the mountains and eating the mountains, the vast and vast green mountains are rolling up and down, like a huge green treasure house.
Shu Ange picked wild fruits all the way to quench his thirst, and picked a lot of precious herbs.
However, people's lives are now as cheap as grass, and even a rare thing like ginseng, deer antler and ganoderma is not worth a lot of money.
Just as Shu Ange used the sickle to divide the grass and collect the herbs carefully, he suddenly heard a loud whistle.
She was startled, looked up, and saw a few more horses faintly in the forest in the distance.
After years of wars, the horses of the people have been expropriated long ago. There are so many horses here, it must not be an ordinary family.
Shu Anpo's tongue coating was bitter and he sighed for his luck when a fat pheasant suddenly flew into the air from a dozen meters away.
(Meow The male protagonist will appear, let's develop it!)