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  Pei Shupi Li Yangqiu smiled, and turned to say: "Your two elder brothers are still alive. You are a girl who wants to surpass your two elder brothers to ascend to the throne. Others may not agree."

  Pei Yi smiled and said: "I didn't inherit the throne from you, Dad. What does it matter if I have an elder brother or not?"

  Who would ask the founding emperor to give up the throne to his brother? Isn't that a serious brain disease?

"But since you want to aspire to the top position, you will definitely rely on the influence of the Pei family." Pei Shu guided meaningfully, "Your two elder brothers will definitely help you. At that time, everyone below will know the three members of the Pei family The young master has done his best. Then why did the throne fall to you instead of your two elder brothers?"

"I contribute the most, and take the greatest risk." Pei Yi said without changing her expression, "I am the leader, and the eldest brother and the second brother are just helping from the side. It makes no sense to say that the general leads the army to fight, and in the end it is because of the little soldiers underneath." If you do your best, let the general give up the position of general to the soldier, right?"

  Pei Shu pursed his lips and smiled, teasingly said: "In your eyes, your eldest brother and second brother are just soldiers?"

"I didn't say that kind of thing. You said that kind of thing." Pei Yi threw the blame cleanly, and argued without blushing, "In my heart, both the elder brother and the second brother He is an extremely capable person, not a small soldier."

  Pei Shu laughed disapprovingly, and said inscrutably: "Do you know that Emperor Xia Wu, the former founding emperor, almost failed to win the throne because he had two older brothers?"

  Pei Yi was inexplicably astonished.

   She had never heard of this.

  In her opinion, it was Emperor Xia Wu who led the rebellion back then, and it should have been Emperor Xia Wu who ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. How could there be an accident?

  Pei Shu saw his daughter's confusion in his eyes.

  He explained earnestly: "Emperor Xia Wu came from a powerful family, the Ji family."

   "When he rebelled, his father, the head of the Ji family, fully supported him."

   "His two older brothers, Himeichiro and Himejiro also supported him with all their strength."

   (In ancient times, both "Ichiro" and "Dalang" were used, and they were used at the same frequency. In this paper, since "Dalang" is easily reminiscent of "Wu Dalang", "Ichiro" is used from here on)

   "In the end, the world will be settled, and everyone in the Ji family will contribute their strength."

   "Ji Ichiro has made great contributions, and he already has a group of soldiers loyal to him in the army."

   "Although Ji Erlang's military exploits are not that prominent, he is generous and has a good reputation in the army."

   "Although Patriarch Ji has almost never been on the battlefield, the young masters of the Ji family have almost never worried about military rations and salaries during the war. Obviously, Patriarch Ji is also helping to dispatch."

   "Emperor Xia Wu, as the third son of the Ji family, is the one with the greatest credit, but from the perspective of establishing a successor, the throne is really beyond his turn."

  Pei Yi remained calm, and retorted with a half-smile: "This statement is simply not true."

   "This is the founding of the country and conquering the world. Emperor Wu of Xia has the highest military exploits and has the most soldiers and horses at hand."

   "As long as the Ji family father and son are sober-minded, it is impossible for them to think about competing with Emperor Xia Wu for the throne."

   "Otherwise, the father and son of the Ji family are all waiting to shed blood on the spot."

   "The throne is simply impossible to fall on their heads."

   Pei Shu looked at his daughter with a smile, and calmly guided him: "That's right, the master of the Ji family and the two sons of the Ji family are indeed inferior to Emperor Xia Wu in terms of military strength."

   "Although this can constitute a reason for the Ji family's father and son not to fight for the throne, it is not the whole reason."

   "Patriarch Ji is a king with a different surname who was proclaimed by the previous dynasty. He is grateful to the royal family of the previous dynasty, so from the very beginning, he was determined to support his son's ascension to the throne."

   "And he himself intends to retire and return to the field when his son becomes famous, so as to gain a good reputation in name."

   "Patriarch Ji can completely claim to the outside world that he rebelled not for the throne, but for the people of the world. Although he overthrew the tyranny of the previous dynasty, he was treated favorably by the previous emperor after all. He felt ashamed, so he was dismissed and returned to the land."

   "Of course, Patriarch Ji himself claimed so." Pei Shu joked deeply.

  Pei Yi understood.

  Her father is showing her the way. If she becomes emperor in the future, her father will be allowed to retire and return to the mountains to roam around freely.

  Pei Shu continued to explain: "As for Ji Yilang and Ji Erlang, they are unwilling to compete with Emperor Xia Wu for the throne entirely out of brotherhood."

   "The three brothers Ji Yilang, Ji Erlang and Emperor Xia Wu are all descended from Mrs. Ji."

   "The three brothers grew up together since childhood, and the relationship has always been very good."

   "So, when the soldiers below encouraged Ji Yilang and Ji Erlang to compete for the throne, the two sons of the Ji family directly refused."

  Pei Yi's expression became calmer, and she even felt extremely relieved.

  Her eldest brother and second brother have a close relationship with her, which is definitely closer than Emperor Xia Wu and his two brothers.

  She doesn't have to worry about the two elder brothers turning against her at all—this kind of thing is simply impossible.

  Pei Shu saw the relaxed expression of his daughter.

  He wanted to stab Zhang Xinzhu, so he deliberately said: "Fanyin, even if your two elder brothers are willing to support you to ascend the throne in the future, the soldiers under them may not agree."

  Pei Yi still had a calm face, and said cleanly: "If you don't agree, you have to agree."

  Pei Shu didn't expect his daughter to say such a thing, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

   Then, Pei Shu smiled unconsciously.

  He was very satisfied with his daughter's reaction and attitude.

  Pei Shu deliberately smiled and asked: "Why do you have to agree if you don't agree?"

  Pei Yi smiled kindly, and said softly, "Because the three armies only listen to my orders."

  The implication is that I have a strong army, a strong horse, and a big fist. Anyone who dares to grab fat from me will die.

  Pei Shudeng was taken aback by such arrogant words.

   After a while, he finally came back to his senses.

  He couldn't help but chuckled and joked, "Why are you acting like a hooligan?"

  Pei Yi's face was calm.

  She retorted sincerely in a very upright tone: "I'm just discussing the facts."

  Pei Shudeng was amused immediately.

  He shook his head, chuckled and teased, "Why are you becoming more and more like a hooligan?"

  Although the words are so, there is no hint of disgust in the tone, but there is also a sense of appreciation in it.

  The father and daughter then had an in-depth conversation on the issue of the throne.

  Finally, Pei Shu easily changed the subject and said, "Go and see your mother, she misses you very much."

  Pei Yi also misses her mother very much, so she went out of the study and went to find her mother.

  In the small flower hall, Mrs. Pei stood in front of a large pile of freshly picked flower branches, picked out a flower branch that was quite satisfactory, then picked up the scissors to trim it, and then calmly inserted it into the vase.

  Xiao Junji stood obediently and followed aside, his appearance was as obsequious and obedient as he wanted.

  When Pei Yi walked into the small flower hall, she saw such a scene.

  She couldn't help feeling a little funny, so she pretended to be calm and walked forward to salute: "Mother."

   Mrs. Pei gave her hand a pause when she was interrupting.

  She turned her head to look at her daughter, and said pleasantly, "I'm looking forward to you as a mother."

  Xiao Junji was also very happy.

  But after all, in front of his future mother-in-law, he didn't dare to behave too presumptuously, so he could only purse his lips and smile, and didn't dare to say a single gag.

  Pei Yi couldn't help but find it even more funny when she saw that the boss was so peaceful and well-behaved.

  She couldn't bear to see Xiao Junji trying to curry favor with the elders so eagerly, so she offered to propose: "A Heng, go for a walk in the yard, I have something to say to A Niang alone."

  Xiao Junji reluctantly agreed.

  However, since he is now in Pei's residence, he didn't dare to be too revealing, and forcibly resisted the urge to look back at every step, forcing himself to leave without looking back.

  Pei Yi saw all the pitiful appearance of the man.

  She watched the poor boss walk out of the small flower hall step by step with her own eyes. His back was getting farther and farther away from her, and finally disappeared completely from sight.

  Pei Yi finally couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing out loud.

  Really, she felt that Xiao Junji and the kindergarten children accidentally ran into the parents of the children, and she was embarrassed, nervous and at a loss.

   "The few times you went home, you almost always took Xiao Shizi with you." Mrs. Pei looked at her daughter and joked with a smile, "It seems that you are very satisfied with Xiao Shizi."

  The smile on Pei Yi's face subsided.

  She was inexplicably throbbing in her heart, but she said sternly: "That's not the case."

   Mrs. Pei sees her daughter's micro expressions in her eyes.

She leisurely started to arrange flowers again, picked out a beautiful bouquet, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? If you are not satisfied with Xiao Shizi, why not take him with you every time you get a chance?" Come back to see your parents?"

Pei Yi followed beside her mother, Mrs. Shang, watching absently her Mrs. Shang interjected, and retorted disapprovingly: "If I bring someone back to the mansion, it means that I am satisfied with who, then wouldn't I be more satisfied with Qisha? He It's my personal bodyguard, I didn't take him with me when I went back to the mansion before?"

  Piri Yangqiu, Mrs. Pei smiled, her eyes were full of gossip.

  She put the trimmed bouquet in her hand into another blue and white porcelain vase, turned to look at her daughter, and joked with a smile: "It seems that you are most satisfied with Qisha."

  Pei Yi's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

  As soon as she heard the word "Seven Kills", she felt a little hot in her heart for no reason.

  But she retorted very calmly on her face: "Aniang, stop guessing like this. I don't have any extra thoughts about Qisha."

   Mrs. Pei glanced at her daughter with a smirk.

  She didn't intend to continue arguing with her daughter about this issue.

  After all, it is no fun to force my daughter to admit that she is in love with Qisha.

   It's better to change to an interesting topic and continue the chat.

   Mrs. Pei naturally changed the subject and said, "You are not satisfied even with talents like Xiao Shizi and Qisha. Then what kind of man is my daughter interested in?"

  Pei Yi is almost categorical: "Be obedient, easy to control."

  Mrs. Pei was stunned.

  Her hand that was stretched out to pick the flower branches froze in mid-air.

  Her pair of beautiful Ruifeng eyes were slightly wide open, and her mouth was slightly opened. One can imagine the shock in her heart.

   After a long time, Mrs. Pei said in a reluctant tone: "Your preferences... are quite special."

  Pei Yi was calm, and said calmly: "This is nothing special, right? Turnips and vegetables have their own preferences."

   Mrs. Pei glanced at her daughter, and then walked around her daughter, as if admiring an alien object.

  Pei Yi let her mother walk around her.

  Who would have thought that after her mother walked around, she walked around her in the opposite direction, and then walked around her in the other direction.

  Pei Yi smiled helplessly: "Aniang, you are going to make me dizzy."

   Mrs. Pei stopped in her tracks.

  She is tall, even slightly taller than Pei Yi.

  At this moment, Mrs. Pei looked at her daughter very seriously, and said in a very complicated tone: "Fanyin, do you know what kind of man women generally like?"

  Pei Yi thought for a while, and speculated uncertainly: "The powerful one? The handsome one?"

   Mrs. Pei nodded slightly, thinking that there is still hope for her daughter.

  She said earnestly and persuasively: "Then do you know what kind of man A Niang likes?"

  Pei Yidang smiled.

  She deeply felt that she was stuffed with another mouthful of dog food invisibly, and teased with a wicked smile: "Don't you just like men like Dad?"

   Mrs. Pei was slightly taken aback.

  She really didn't expect her daughter to tease her like this.

  Suddenly, Mrs. Pei, who has always been thick-skinned, blushed slightly.

  But soon, Mrs. Pei returned to normal.

  She guided her seriously: "Fanyin, the man my mother likes must be a good man who stands up to heaven and earth in this world."

   "Whether he is talented or good-natured, he must be top-notch."

   "A man as outstanding as this is destined not to listen to me, nor to be under my control."

  Pei Yi raised her brows slightly, her expression was a little bad.

  Okay, she understands, and I dare to say that her mother does not agree with her view of choosing a mate, so she is here to advise her.

   Mrs. Pei saw her daughter's disapproving expression in her eyes.

  She couldn't help being dazed for a moment, secretly thinking that the girl's raised eyebrows are quite handsome, and they are really similar to the old man Pei Shu when he was young.

   Mrs. Pei thought in a daze, her daughter was born with the wrong gender, right? If Sanskrit is a man, wouldn't he fascinate the girl's family?

  However, this is not the point!

  Mrs. Pei quickly pulled her thoughts back.

   Seeing that her daughter obviously disagreed with her words at all, she changed the way to guide her.

   Mrs. Pei deliberately asked in a relaxed tone: "Fanyin, you are virtuous and talented, don't you want to find a man who is evenly matched with you?"

  Pei Yi did not hesitate at all, and immediately said firmly: "I don't want to."

  She was so straightforward that she directly made Mrs. Pei depressed.

  Really, Mrs. Pei never dreamed that her daughter would choose to refuse.

  This shouldn't be.

  Which girl would not like a man who is evenly matched with her?

   Oh, maybe not like evenly matched, but…

   "Do you prefer someone who is better than you?" Mrs. Pei asked almost deceiving herself.

  Who would have thought that her daughter once again refused very cleanly: "I don't like it."

  Ms. Pei felt a pain in her heart.

  She looked at her daughter bitterly, and asked almost with a bit of despair: "Then which one do you like?"

  Pei Yixin said, didn't she already answer it just now?

  However, it is obviously unacceptable to see her mother like this.

"Why…"

  Pei Yi sighed for a long time, and replied again very seriously: "Aniang, I like a man who is sensible and obedient, who can be completely controlled by me."

  "I don't need him to be indomitable, nor do I need him to be super capable."

   "I just want him to be completely attached to me. I want him to be completely unable to live without me."

   Mrs. Pei was dumbfounded.

   After a long time, she finally said depressed and shocked: "Don't you like a wimp?"

  Pei Yi totally disagrees with this statement.

  She retorted solemnly: "How can this be considered useless?"

   Well, if a man can only rely on a woman to live, he is indeed a wimp in the world.

  So, Pei Yi changed her face without changing her expression: "It doesn't matter if you are a wimp, anyway, I like it."

   Mrs. Pei is so angry.

  She covered her chest with a veil with one hand, and poked her daughter's head with the other.

  She reprimanded bitterly: "What kind of eyes are you looking at men? You don't like good and good men, you just like wimps!"

  Pei Yi frowned slightly, completely disapproving of her mother's opinion.

  She retorted eloquently: "Aniang, don't you like a gentleman who is obedient to you?"

   "This gentleman is well-behaved, gentle and gentle, and never dares to lose his temper with you."

   "Even if I lose my temper occasionally, it's just a petty temper, and I don't dare to really vent my anger on you."

   "He is still very good, relying on you wholeheartedly."

   "He is still very fragile, and occasionally he will cry when he is provoked."

   "He is very good at acting like a baby, and often softly begs you to do things for him."

  The more Pei Yi talked, the more she yearned for it, and her heart was almost bubbling with beauty.

  She concluded with a happy face: "Isn't A Niang not tempted by such a gentleman?"

  Ms. Pei has a look of hell.

  She looked at her daughter very depressed, and asked with a very complicated mood: "Do you like men or women?"

   The happy smile on Pei Yi's face froze.

  She looked at her aunt with a speechless face, and asked in confusion, "Aniang, what are you talking about?"

   Mrs. Pei said with a broken face: "Should I ask you this?"

   "You like those who can act like a baby, who can cry, who can be short-tempered, who speak softly, and who are gentle and gentle." Every time Mrs. Pei listed a characteristic, she would bend one finger and count.

  She concluded with an abnormal breakdown: "You are not looking for a man, you are looking for a woman!"

   "Which man in this world would be soft, waxy and gentle, and would hang himself while crying?"

   "Only women do this, right?"

   Mrs. Pei raised the hand holding the handkerchief to support her temple, with a face that was so angry that she was about to collapse, she said in despair: "Oh, what a crime! Why does my daughter have such a strong taste?"

  Pei Yi's face was covered with black lines.

She said expressionlessly: "If I ascend the throne as emperor in the future, I will choose a wide selection of young and juicy family members. They are young, have good physical strength, and must have a temper. If they are in a hurry, they will inevitably cry. It must be very interesting. "

   Mrs. Pei's expression changed immediately.

  She looked up at her daughter, as if she had discovered some flying fairy.

   After a while, Mrs. Pei murmured to herself in a very complicated mood: "So you like this type..."

  Girls who dare to love other people like strong and reliable men, but her daughter likes a young man who is delicate and weak and easy to overwhelm.

   After thinking about it, Mrs. Pei still finds it incredible.

  She stared at her daughter, and asked unwillingly: "What about the third prince? He is not a soft and sticky boy. Don't you have a lot of love for him?"

   "There are seven kills. He is not a weak young man who can't live without you, is he? Aren't you also very interesting to him?"

   "There is also that Helian Linyu. He is definitely not a man who would cry, make trouble, and hang himself? Don't you still care about him?"

   "There is also Xiao Junji..."

   Mrs. Pei paused.

  Strictly speaking, this young man was cultivated by her alone.

  Based on her training methods, in theory, Xiao Junji is delicate and soft and easy to fall over, and Xiao Junji is especially good at crying—the kind that cries beautifully and very skillfully.

  After all, Xiao Junji was trained according to the standards of serving the emperor before, so he really looked like he could only wait to die if he left her Sanskrit house.

  Mrs. Pei thought of this, and suddenly felt that the type her fanyin liked was not a worthless wretch.

   While Mrs. Pei was thinking about it, Pei Yi was already very depressed and began to refute: "Aniang, I'm not interested in these men."

   "Take a step back, even if I'm a little bit interested, they don't meet my criteria for choosing a spouse at all."

   "Huo Yuan is the third prince of the Chu family."

   "He has a lot of money and a big temper, obviously not an obedient temperament, and it is impossible for me to completely control him—he is not my favorite type at all."

   "As for Qisha, he is now the prince of Chu."

   "He is the eldest son of the queen, the crown prince in the legal system."

   "With his status and status, how could he be a gentleman who listens to me?"

   "It's even more unlikely that he will be completely under my control."

   "To put it bluntly, Qisha is not my type of spouse at all."

   "As for Helian Linyu, it goes without saying—he is the eldest prince of the Western Turks."

   "How could such an ambitious nobleman be a man who completely listens to me and is willing to be completely controlled by me?"

   Mrs. Pei silently listened to her daughter complaining there one by one, and the thoughts in her heart gradually became clear...

  (end of this chapter)