Obviously, the king didn't know about this situation. He was stunned and said with a smile, "Weiyuan Hou, I've never heard of you. Your hometown is Qiao's in the capital."

Qiao Zhongbang stood up with a trace of anger between his eyebrows.

It's a pity that Qiao Dongbo took the lead before he made a sound. "Exactly, he can't write two words of Qiao in one stroke. Before that, because the servants could not handle affairs, the Marquis misunderstood his family. "

"In fact, the Marquis family is very welcome to go back. With the cultivation strength of the crown princess, you can immediately enter the family martial arts practice hall to learn without family comparison. After Shangyuan Festival, I hope that the crown princess can go to war on behalf of our Qiao family. " Qiao Dongbo has a chrysanthemum like smile on his face, and all the folds are shaking.

Qiaozhongbang sneered, turned his head and arched his hand to the king, saying, "tell the king that I used to be just a farmer. I have been separated from qiaos for more than ten years. At this time, the Qiao family leader actually brought up the old story again, which was inevitable to have a sense of kinship. "

Qiao Dongbo's face and skin jumped slightly, and he couldn't help but said angrily, "how easy is it to break the blood relationship? You are old Joe's one day! I've been an old Qiao all my life! "

"A shameless old thing." The broken moon snorted coldly.

People can see clearly that the old Qiao family, the big black hearted parent, obviously thought of getting people back because of their amazing talent. take part?

How dare you say that? This face is really big!

The tree looked on coldly, speechless, holding her small soup bowl, a spoonful of broth.

"Qiao Zhongbang threw his sleeve hard," Qiao's master! I hope I have my own weight. "

Qiao Dongbo's face was green with anger. He jumped up and said angrily, "big nephew, you are not kind to do this!"

Zhao Hou sat on the main hall with her mouth taut, and stared at the people in Qiao's house coldly. Her heart was filled with a faint disgust.

Qiao Zhongde, the eldest son of Qiao Dongbo, said with a sneer, "Dad, what do you have to say with these forgetful generations? He can harden his heart and throw his mother into the ruined temple to blow the rain. "

Wei Ziqin's heart thumped.

Today, more than three grades of ministers gather together, and all eight families are present. If Qiao Dongbo, a black hearted man, really made a name for "forgetting the emperor's family by counting the scriptures", the whole capital will not know how to pass on their old Qiao tomorrow!

Indeed, as soon as Qiao Zhongde said this, the whole hall heard an inspiratory sound. Everyone looked at Qiao Zhongbang's sight with a trace of difference.

After all, in these days, even the king is always talking about filial piety. Filial piety is advocated all over the country. A person who doesn't even have basic filial piety talks about loyalty. When he goes to the street, he will be pointed at his back and scolded.

Mo Lian put down the cup in her hand, and the Phoenix eyes coldly swept Qiao Zhongde. "If you're talking about old lady Qiao, it's a coincidence. Gu Neng testified that old Mrs. Qiao had to leave the Houfu with her little son's daughter-in-law. I don't know what's wrong with that? What's the matter with the broken temple? "

Qiao Zhongde was swept by the cold vision of Mo Lian, and his whole body was stretched.

In front of the man, there is a terrible deterrent in his eyes, as if a cold line of sight can kill him.