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

Chapter 868 The Most Suitable Candidate: Prince Yan

Song Ruier felt that it would be more appropriate to push Song Dujuan forward, with her acting as the enforcer and him working behind the scenes.

In this way, even if Song Dujuan causes trouble, she will be the one who suffers.

Song Ruier wrote a note with only one name on it.

"King Yan?"

“That’s right, Prince Yan. Prince Yan is the fourth son of the late emperor, born to Consort De. He is exceptionally talented and was granted the title of prince at a young age. After the emperor ascended the throne, he attached great importance to Prince Yan and consulted him on many important matters. Prince Yan has a great deal of decision-making power.”

"But Qiao Lian'er rose to prominence. Her ideas were better than those of the Prince of Yan, and she was more able to please the Emperor. Therefore, the Emperor's attention shifted from the Prince of Yan to her."

A mysterious smile appeared on Song Ruier's lips: "The Prince of Yan has been aloof in front of the Emperor for a long time. Sometimes, he can't even say a meaningful word during several morning court sessions."

Song Dujuan said, "If that's the case, why don't you go find the Prince of Yan?"

She felt that Song Ruier was much more cunning than her, so why would she let such a good opportunity pass by?

"Because I can't see any intention from the Prince of Yan, I shouldn't be too hasty," Song Ruier said.

"So I have been waiting, waiting for the right opportunity, and I believe the Prince of Yan thinks so too."

"Your appearance came at just the right time."

Song Dujuan thought to herself, so many people wanted to bring down Qiao Lian'er, but they all ended up in a sorry state.

Perhaps she is the chosen one, destined to accomplish this.

If Qiao Lian'er can become a princess or a county princess, why can't she?

"Such a large family, when brought together, becomes a powerful weapon. I believe you know better than I how to use it."

"Also, try to avoid Qiao Lian'er and don't appear in front of her, as if," Song Rui'er said slowly, "you are a person who doesn't exist."

Song Dujuan seemed to be deep in thought.

"Wait for my good news." A smug look appeared on her face.

"Qiao Lian'er is terrifying to you, but I may not be unable to deal with her."

Song Ruier's brow twitched, revealing a silent sarcasm. Song Dujuan's thinking was too naive and childish. Based on this alone, she would never be able to defeat Qiao Lian'er. Let's see what the Prince of Yan has to say.

When there was nothing to do in the capital, Qiao Lian'er would travel back and forth between her several fiefdoms.

This is her territory, and she manages it so well that she feels a great sense of accomplishment.

We must focus on military affairs, the economy, people's livelihood, and technological development.

The Qiao family was harmonious and efficient, and everyone was very capable. There were very few things in the family that she needed to worry about.

At most, the emperor would consult with her.

However, she felt a little uneasy that day, as if something bad was brewing in ways she couldn't see.

Qiao Lian'er wasn't afraid of trouble, but she also knew that prevention was always better than cure.

She rushed back to the capital from Tianhe Prefecture and first went to see Song Ruier. Song Ruier was now the temple manager of Taigong Temple. He was actually very patiently reviewing those documents and making annotations.

Looking at him so seriously, anyone who didn't know better would think he was dealing with something important.

However, a hint of unwillingness and fighting spirit was hidden in Song Ruier's eyes, an aura that had been ingrained in his very being.

Qiao Lian'er couldn't help but admire him; he really was an unkillable cockroach.

Who knows, maybe one day he'll really get his chance and rise to prominence?

I took another look at the Song family.

The Song family was tricked by Song Ruier and kicked out of the yard by the landlord. Now, the whole family is homeless, crying out that they are very hungry and looking miserable and helpless.

They were cursing and swearing, cursing Song Ruier and then Qiao Lian'er.

"The Song family finally produced two capable individuals, but they turned out to be ungrateful wretches, rotten to the core."

Zhou cursed through gritted teeth.

"Yes, although Song Ruier is not very useful, she should be able to provide for us without any problem, but she keeps her distance. Qiao Lian'er, with the title of Princess Zhenguo, can provide for us for the rest of our lives with just a flick of her sleeve, but we haven't even seen her face yet," Wu sneered.

"Who would believe she wasn't deliberately avoiding us?"

Song Fusheng sat on the side of the street, smoking his pipe. Instead of tobacco leaves, the pipe contained rotten cabbage leaves he had picked up from the street.

He looked worried, yet he was also very serious.

"A person's blessings are approved by Heaven. If one does not use these blessings to practice benevolence, righteousness, and filial piety, Heaven will take them back sooner or later, and she will not have a good end."

Qiao Lian'er chuckled.

Two adults and a child passed by the pitiful Song family.

The child was gnawing on a meat bun. He took a bite, then frowned and threw a tantrum.

"Why is it all fatty meat inside? I'm not eating it."

As he spoke, he threw the meat bun on the ground.

The meat bun rolled around a few times on the street, covered in dust, before coming to a stop in front of the Song family.

The hungry Song family members' eyes lit up when they saw the meat bun, and they couldn't help but swallow.

Song Guangtian was the first to rush forward, grab the meat bun in his hand, and stuff it into his mouth.

A cough came from beside me.

Song Fusheng had already put down his pipe. He glanced at the meat bun, his face displaying the sternness of an elder.

Song Guangtian thought for a moment, broke off half of the meat bun, and handed it over.

"Dad, you can have half of this."

Before Song Fusheng could speak, he stuffed half of what he was holding into his mouth.

Song Fusheng took the other half and was somewhat satisfied.

Under the unwavering gaze of the Song family, Song Fusheng slowly finished eating the steamed bun.

Then he lectured the Song family.

"See? This is how children and grandchildren should behave, instead of failing to fulfill their filial duties and thinking that hiding away will solve everything. The elders may not see you when you hide, but God can."

"Look up at the sky, everyone. The heavens have eyes."

Qiao Lian'er left quickly because she was afraid of laughing so hard her stomach hurt.

However, she stopped immediately because she discovered something.

That means Song Dujuan isn't here.

Of Song Fusheng's litter, Song Dujuan is the most clever.

Qiao Lian'er looked around but couldn't find anyone.

Could it be that Song Dujuan has secretly gone off to enjoy a life of luxury? She can tell what kind of person Song Dujuan is. Once she becomes successful, she will kick the Song family aside.

In a place like the capital, Song Dujuan will surely find a way to survive.

Unsure if it was related to her, Qiao Lian'er still kept a close eye on things.

At this moment, Song Dujuan was waiting in front of the Prince of Yan's mansion when the steward came out.

"Go away, go away! You're just a country bumpkin with no invitation. Why should the Prince of Yan see you? How rude and reckless! Do you think you can just see the Prince of Yan whenever you want?"

"Didn't I tell you to pass on this message? I can help the Prince of Yan make sure that the person he hates the most suffers."

"Hmph, how ridiculous. The Prince of Yan is kind and benevolent, he has never made any enemies, nor does he have anyone he dislikes. You're trying to trick him into revealing information, don't think the Prince of Yan will fall for it."

Song Dujuan smiled enigmatically. This Prince of Yan is truly wary.