The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

The high autumn and crisp August was a gloomy month for most people in Dongpingbo Mansion, and Mr. Jiang Er and his wife were the most among them.

It was enough for his son to fly with all odds. He wanted to build momentum for his son to improve his reputation, but Xinke Jieyuan slapped his face unceremoniously, making his face swollen.

For the first time, Mrs. Xiao had a grudge against Mr. Jiang Er: "If I had known that if Cang'er's answer was not spread out, it wouldn't have pushed Cang'er to the forefront of the storm..."

"What do you know, this is an accident!" Jiang Er was already angry, but when Xiao Shi said this, he became more and more annoyed.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with taking advantage of the opportunity to make his son famous, he could only say that luck was too bad, extremely bad.

Who would have thought that someone at the Luming Banquet would take Cang'er to step on the new branch to solve the yuan? Who would have thought that Xinke Jieyuan couldn't bear even a sour word, and wrote his answer on the spot and threw it on the face of the provocateur, and even more severely slapped it on the face of Dongping Bofu.

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang Er's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but not long ago, Emperor Jing Ming's careless support for Zhen Shicheng made him only swallow the grievance silently.

In terms of official position, he has no family high; in terms of holy family, he has no family strong. Can't bear to swallow, can't you roll up your sleeves and settle the bill?

Besides, there is really no way to find someone to settle this matter, the more involved it is, the more it will make people laugh, and now he is looking forward to things getting colder.

Xiao Shi's face was gloomy and gloomy: "Master, what would you do if Cang'er found out about the outside world?"

Although Jiang Cang has recovered physically now, he has suffered a great blow mentally. These days, he can be described as unhappy. He rarely takes a step out of the hospital, so he is unaware of the rumors that he has a talent for understanding Yuan. Xinke Jieyuan's slap in the face is also unknown.

Xiao Shi couldn't imagine what his son would be like when he knew this.

She couldn't help complaining about Jiang Er's troublesomeness again in her heart, but she didn't dare to mention it when she looked at the other party's ugly face.

"Tell Cang'er later." Master Jiang sighed after thinking about his eldest son.

Obviously outstanding is destined to become famous in this township test, but because of bad luck, it has become what it is now.

Thinking of many relatives, friends and even colleagues congratulating him in advance before Qiu Wei, Mr. Jiang Er had the urge to bury his face.

Xiao's face was swollen higher than Jiang Er's face. A few days ago, she insinuated that Jiang Zhan couldn't support the wall, but turned around and Jiang Zhan became Jin Wuwei, but her eldest son, who had high hopes, dropped out of the exam.

"Master, why don't I go to Baiyun Temple someday to give incense, I always feel that these days are not going well."

Baiyun Temple is one of the famous large temples in the capital. It is just outside the city and is full of incense.

Mr. Jiang Er is a scholar and doesn't believe much in gods and Buddhas, but many times he would rather believe what he has or not. Of course, Mrs. Xiao would not stop him if he wanted to go to the incense and worship the Buddha, so he said, "Go, add more sesame oil ."

The husband and wife were very upset and said a few words that were neither salty nor light, and a maid came to report: "Master, Madam, the eldest master has someone to spread the word, saying that he has received a greeting from the Zhen family."

"Zhen's family?" Xiao Shi was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Mr. Jiang Er.

Mr. Jiang Er quickly reacted and asked the maid, "Is it Zhen's family, the Yin of Shuntian?"

The maid replied: "The eldest master didn't mention it, he just said that Lord Zhen is going to bring the young master over and ask if you have time to come."

"Got it." Master Jiang Er waved his hand to let the maid go down.

"Master, what does it mean that Zhen Shicheng brought his son to our house?"

Mr. Jiang Er remembered the last time he was neglected by Zhen Shicheng, but this time he came to the door and specifically informed him, and quickly recalled: "Maybe it is for the Luming Banquet."

Xiao's complexion suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Is it possible that you still have to find our house?"

Mr. Jiang Er glared at Mrs. Xiao: "Why don't you give in? Do you think the dignified third-rank officers have such free time like your wives?"

"But the master has nothing to do with him. What is he doing with his son at this time?"

Jiang Er's heart moved.

This may be a good opportunity to get closer to Zhen Shicheng. As for his son being slapped in the face by the other's son,

After all, it's just a matter of the younger generation. How can it be compared to the importance of official contacts?

"Prepare me with clothes for meeting guests." Mr. Jiang Er began to look forward to the arrival of Zhen Shicheng and his son.

Zhen Shicheng received the reply not long after he sent the invitation, and quickly took Zhen Heng to the gate of the Dongping House.

Zhen Heng was a little excited when he walked on the bluestone road in Dongping Bo's Mansion again.

I don't know if I will be able to meet her successfully.

However, even if he was Xie Yuanlang, who was only eight fights tall, he could only pin his hope of seeing his sweetheart on his father.

But Zhen Shicheng seemed to be unaware of Zhen Heng's apprehension, and didn't even give him a glance.

The young man's heart was even more anxious.

I lost my way. I only cared about excitement before, but forgot to ask my father how to meet other girls.

Listening to Zhen Shicheng and Jiang Ancheng's brother's chat, Zhen Heng was still in a trance, until the topic shifted to him.

"Brother Jiang, Jiang Shaoqing, this is a dog. Today I brought him here. I'm sorry. The little beast is young and frivolous. He talks nonsense as soon as he drinks, which brings a lot of trouble to your house..."

Mr. Jiang Er grabbed the conversation: "Master Zhen's words make me ashamed. The dog is incomparable with the son of Ling, who would have thought that the outside world would spread the word randomly."

Zhen Shicheng glanced at Zhen Heng quickly.

Zhen Heng hurriedly took a step forward and gave Jiang Er Jiang a deep bow: "Boy is ignorant, please don't blame me."

Mr. Jiang Er hurriedly helped Zhen Heng up: "Xie Yuanlang is really a talented person. The youth is better than the blue."

People in the world attach importance to inheritance, and when Jiang Er wants to come, it is absolutely not wrong to praise his son for being more promising than Laozi.

Zhen Shicheng silently rolled his eyes after hearing this.

People like him who handle cases rigorously don't like to exaggerate the most.

What is green out of blue and better than blue? When he was studying in the past, he was reluctant to light the oil lamp at night. He was alone in the officialdom and now he has the status. At the beginning, his son's conditions were much better than his.

Mr. Jiang Er didn't know that the flattery slapped the horse's leg, and praised Zhen Heng without hesitation.

Zhen Heng is very humble: "You have already won the prize, the boy still has many shortcomings. Today, the boy came with his father to accompany the eldest son of Jiang, is it not convenient?"

"Uh, the dog was ill on the day of the exam, and he is still recuperating now. Xie Yuanlang didn't feel sorry for the dog at first, so don't worry about this trivial matter." Mr. Jiang Er declined.

If the eldest son can interact with his peers like Zhen Heng in normal times, Mr. Jiang Er naturally couldn't ask for it, but now he can only refuse.

There is no way, the eldest son has been hit hard. If you see Xinke Jieyuan being stimulated to the point of collapse, it will be more than the loss.

Zhen Heng bowed to Jiang Er again: "Then I'll trouble you to convey your apology for the boy."

On the side Jiang Ancheng looked at Zhen Heng calmly, thinking: This is what Brother Zhen was going to tell his daughter's son, it looks pretty good.