Chapter 861 2.297 Mathematics

Obviously, the king was not aware of this situation, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Marquis Weiyuan, I have never heard you mention that your family is the Qiao family in the capital."

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

It's a pity that before he could speak, Qiao Dongbo took the conversation away, "It's just right, I can't write two characters of Qiao in one stroke. Before, because the servants can't handle things, Master Hou misunderstood my family."

"Actually, the Qiao family welcomes Lord Hou's family to go back. With the strength of the crown princess, she can immediately enter the family martial arts hall to learn without going through the family competition. After the Shangyuan Festival, I hope the crown princess can represent us The Qiao family is going to fight." Qiao Dongbo had a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face, and all the creases on his face were shaking.

Qiao Zhongbang sneered, turned his head and cupped his hands to the king, "My lord, I was just a farmer in the past, and I have severed ties with the Qiao family for more than ten years. At this time, the owner of the Qiao family brought up the old matter again. Unavoidably, there is a sense of kinship and old friends.”

Qiao Dongbo's face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but said angrily, "How can the blood relationship be broken so easily? You are from the old Qiao's family for a day! You are the seeds of the old Qiao's family for the rest of your life!"

"Shameless old thing." Duanyue snorted coldly.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the unscrupulous patriarch of Old Qiao's family obviously wanted to get him back because of his amazing talent. Participate in the competition?

You really 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 spoonful by spoonful.

Qiao Zhongbang tossed his sleeve vigorously, "Patriarch Qiao! Please respect yourself."

Qiao Dongbo was so angry that his face turned green, he jumped up and said angrily, "Nephew, it's not kind of you to do this!"

Empress Zhao sat on the main hall with her lips tensed, staring coldly at the people in Qiao's mansion, with a hint of disgust creeping up in her heart.

Qiao Zhongde, Qiao Dongbo's eldest son, sneered and said, "Father, what do you have to say to this kind of people who have forgotten their ancestors? He can harden his heart and throw his old mother into a ruined temple to be exposed to the wind and rain. "

Wei Ziqin's heart skipped a beat.

Today, officials of the third rank and above are gathered together, and all eight great families are present. If this black-hearted Qiao Dongbo really gets the name of "Several Classics and Forgotten Clan", then tomorrow the whole capital will pass on the name of their old Qiao. What kind!

Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Zhongde said this, there was a sound of breathing in the whole hall, and everyone looked at Qiao Zhongbang with a strange look.

After all, these days, even the king talks about filial piety all the time, and the whole country advocates filial piety. A person who doesn't even have basic filial piety talks about loyalty. If he walks on the street, he will be punished. Pointing at the spine and scolding.

Mo Lian put down the cup in her hand, her phoenix eyes glanced at Qiao Zhongde coldly, "If you're talking about Mrs. Qiao, that's a coincidence. I can only testify that Mrs. Qiao insisted on talking to her youngest son because of her life and death. The daughter-in-law left the Hou's mansion. I don't know what's wrong with it? What's the matter with the ruined temple?"

When Qiao Zhongde was swept by Mo Lian's cold gaze, he couldn't help but tense up all over his body.

The man in front of him had a frightening look in his eyes, as if just a cold gaze could kill him instantly.