Vicious Male Partner is a Girl

In the bedroom where the candle shadows were shaking, a low female voice sounded slowly, like cold water in the night.

"The old lady is still in Qixuan Temple."

Zheng cocked her little finger, picked up the incense spoon, and picked up the spices in the lotus incense burner, the anger on her face was replaced by an unpredictable smile at some point.

On the other side, in Jingxing Courtyard, Shen Fengzhang didn't know that Mrs. Zheng was planning to expel her as an evil spirit.

Lin Zhong's investigation has not yet come to fruition. For the sake of the original owner, if Mrs. Zheng can keep her peace of mind and stop causing trouble, she doesn't mind raising another idler. However, if Mrs. Zheng is still unwilling to give up, then don't blame her for being merciless.

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In the early morning of the second day, while having breakfast, Shen Fengzhang ordered Fang Zhi to invite the chief manager of the mansion to come over.

In this era, getting into an official position basically depends on recommendation. Although the old Duke and Father Shen have passed away, both of them had good colleagues back then. Shen Fengzhang's idea was to establish a good relationship with these uncles and give some gifts, and ask these uncles to say a few words of kindness for her, so as to find an official position. It doesn't matter the size of the position, as long as she can make a fortune, she can always find opportunities for promotion.

In fact, if the original owner had contacted these uncles before, instead of trying to curry favor with the family, Shen Fengzhang reckoned that she would have been able to become an official in the court long ago.

Firstly, this was originally a connection left by the old Duke and Shen's father. For the sake of those two, they would take care of the original owner; The aristocratic family is faintly independent, and the origin of the original owner is close to the natural school. If she doesn't follow behind the noble son of the aristocratic family, even if the original owner doesn't take the initiative to approach, the poor family will not let go of the opportunity to win over the original owner, the county prince.

It's a pity that the original owner played a good hand of cards poorly. Shen Fengzhang took a sip of the porridge, but there was no worry on her face, she just put in more effort, she was confident.

However, after the chief steward came and listened to the chief steward's report, Shen Fengzhang almost died of anger.

This idiot, Mrs. Zheng, not only blindly worshiped the original bishop to the noble family, but she also blindly worshiped the noble family, despising the humble family from the bottom of her heart!

After Shen's father passed away, Zheng relied on his "son" as the head of the family, and intervened in the matter of giving. Yu Shi didn't want to pay more attention to her, and didn't want to take care of things, so she handed over the power of the middle class and only cared about herself and Shen Xiangpei. Half of the power of central government in the county government was given to Mrs. Zheng, and the other half was left in the hands of Mrs. Shen. The old lady is old, and she devotes herself to the Buddha, so she stays in the temple for half a year.

Since Mrs. Zheng presided over Zhongfu, the gifts given to the old Duke and Father Shen's colleagues have become less and less every year! In the past two years, except for the New Year's Day, there has been basically no human relationship!

The head manager is a member of the Zheng family, seeing Shen Fengzhang furious, not only did not plead guilty, but instead comforted Shen Fengzhang.

"Mr. Xiaolang, please calm down. Although the mansion has been slack with those shabby households these years, the relationship with the aristocratic families has gradually become closer. The Wang family, the Xie family, and the Zheng family have never left each season."

Broken down? ! Shen Fengzhang almost laughed out of anger.

Are the second-rank general Pingbei and the governor of Xuzhou settled down? ! What kind of thing is the Zheng family, whose talents are withered and can only rely on the fame of his family to support his appearance? !

General Xu Yande of Pingbei delayed his military plane back then, resulting in defeat, and was tied to the execution ground. It was the old Duke who insisted on admonishing him and saving his life. The Zheng family didn't maintain such a relationship!

"Lang Jun calm down." Fang Zhi quickly brought the tea cup over.

Shen Fengzhang took a sip of tea, and managed to suppress the anger in his heart, but when he caught a glimpse of the general manager's upright appearance, not knowing what was wrong, he became angry again.

"Bang!" The teacup fell hard in front of the chief executive. He was startled, and finally knelt down in fear.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Fengzhang waved directly at the Chief Manager to let him go down. After the chief executive left, Shen Fengzhang called Lin Zhong.

"Go to Qixuan Temple to invite the old lady back, and said that there are some things related to Father and A Weng. I want to ask the old lady." The old lady is getting old, and if she calls her back, she may be thinking wildly. Shen Fengzhang simply made up a reason.

Someone has to take care of this house. If Mrs. Zheng can't do it, then change someone else.

It takes at least half a day to get to Qixuan Temple from the mansion. The old lady is too old to catch up with the night journey, and she will not be able to leave for the mansion until tomorrow at the earliest. If there is a further delay, maybe it will be two or three days later.

Forget it, anyway, the human relationship has been cut off for so many years, so there is no rush at this moment. Shen Fengzhang rubbed his forehead, sighed, and could only let go of his original plan for a while.

While Shen Fengzhang was waiting for the old lady to return, there were people on the other side waiting for Shen Fengzhang to find him.

The news that Yuan Jiulang was going to hold a concert was released early in the morning, and Xiao Qilang sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, waiting for Shen Fengzhang to take the bait. However, he waited and waited, only waiting for Yu Yongzhi to come, but he couldn't wait for Shen Fengzhang. Seeing that the day of the concert was approaching, Xiao Qilang had to tell Yuan Jiulang about it.

In the waterside pavilion in the backyard of the Yuan Mansion, Yuan Jiulang looked at the invitation on the stone table and held his breath.

He was absolutely unwilling to ask him to personally write a post to Shen Fengzhang, but if Shen Fengzhang didn't come, he wouldn't be able to express his previous anger.

After thinking about it, Yuan Jiulang became more and more angry, Shen Fengzhang, who wanted Xie Erxie's post before, but she dismissed the banquet he hosted, is this looking down on him, Yuan Zihui? ! He must give Shen Fengzhang some flair.

The sky was gloomy that day, and when the red and purple sunset covered the western sky, a post was sent to the Shixing County Duke's Mansion.

"what is this?"

In the Jingxing courtyard, Shen Fengzhang flipped through the invitations.

The early candlelight illuminates the hall, softly reflected behind the young man, and the young man standing in the hall is as transparent as a Buddha who has stepped out of the Buddha's light. The servants of the Yuan Mansion just took a look and then lowered their heads, but the scene just now was still lingering in their minds.

"Mr. Jiulang of my family will hold a concert in Beiyuan of Zhongshan in the future. You sent slaves to send invitations to Mr. Shen Erlang. I also hope that Mr. Shen Erlang can come to the banquet on time."

Of course Shen Fengzhang knew that this was an invitation for Yuan Jiulang to hold a concert, and she was curious as to why Yuan Jiulang would send her a post.

After the servants of Yuan's family left, Fangzhi took off Shen Fengzhang's outer shirt, and her soft voice revealed a bit of joy and exclamation, "It's not in vain for you to work hard for so long."

The invitation was twirling at Shen Fengzhang's fingertips, and a sneer flashed across her eyes. It's just a Hongmen banquet. She was just about to throw the invitation aside, pretending it was nothing, when she suddenly thought of something.

[System, do I need to bring the hero to this banquet? 】

According to her guess, this kind of banquet should be another opportunity for the hero to make a name for himself.

Sure enough──

【Ding! Please invite the male protagonist to go to the concert together and help the male protagonist to become famous. 】

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The day of the concert was approaching, but Shen Fengzhang waited until the evening of the second day to tell Shen Jun the "good news" that he would have a banquet with her tomorrow.

In the Jiangfu courtyard, Li Miao was furious.

"Xiao Langjun's thoughts are too vicious. She could have told Xiao Langjun earlier, but she came to inform at the last moment. She just wanted to catch him off guard and see him make a fool of himself tomorrow!" Tomorrow is the concert, and there must be music, Xiao Langjun deliberately didn't give him time to practice and prepare!

"Let's just take one step at a time." There was a trace of worry on Shen Juan's handsome brows, as if he was also worried that he didn't have time to prepare for practice. The slender, slightly thin boy sighed, turned around and walked into the house. Seeing this, Li Miao, who stayed in the courtyard, felt more and more distressed about her husband.

Shen Jun, who was considered to have suffered a great grievance, stepped into the study, his expression of worry was silent, as if he had never appeared before.

The whole family didn't pay much attention to Shen Jun, the great gentleman, the outside of Jiangfu courtyard was a bit desolate, and inside Jiangfu courtyard, Shen Jun's study was also very simple and plain.

A set of tables and chairs, a bookshelf, and a few cabinets are all made of the most common wood, and there are no carefully carved patterns. There is no decoration on the wall, except for a purple bamboo flute hanging on it.

Shen Jun took off the purple bamboo flute with a blank expression, stroked the flute he had made himself a few times, put it to his lips, and began to play it gently.

The sound of the flute is deep and quiet, making people think of the dark and rainy scene for no reason.

After the song was over, a taunt appeared on Shen Juan's lips, and a few traces of sneer gradually appeared in his pale gray eyes. Shen Fengzhang must have never imagined that he was not afraid that he would not have time to practice!

No, in fact, Shen Fengzhang really knew.

In the novel, Shen Jun is capable of writing and martial arts, a genius of the sky, and a very high level of comprehension. Ten years of learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting by others is not worth his one year of learning.

[Then why did you take the extra action and deliberately tell the hero this news on the last day. 】

Shen Fengzhang took a sip of tea and leaned on the soft cushion in the carriage with a leisurely posture.

[I did this to dispel the male lead's suspicions. 】Shen Juan is suspicious, and if he doesn't give him a plausible reason—for example, if he wants to see him make a fool of himself, he will definitely doubt the purpose of her taking him to a banquet.

The wooden wheel turned slowly, this time, Shen Fengzhang did not take the same car with him on the grounds that he did not want to see Shen Jun. Occupying a car by himself, without any annoying faces standing aside, Shen Fengzhang is indescribably at ease. In the blink of an eye, she went from Qingxi in the east of the city to Zhongshan in the north of the city.

so fast. Shen Fengzhang sighed inwardly and got out of the car. Zhongshan Beiyuan is actually a place name, and many nobles and dignitaries have other courtyards here. Shen Fengzhang looked up at the word Yuan's on the door plaque, and was about to lead Shen Jun in when a startled male voice sounded beside his ear.

"Azhang?" Yu Sanlang, who just arrived, opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, "Why are you here?"

As far as he knew, Shen Fengzhang didn't inquire about the invitation for this banquet at all this time, so where did the post in her hand come from? Yu Sanlang stared at the invitation that Shen Fengzhang handed out, his mind was full of thoughts.

Before Shen Fengzhang could speak, the servant of the Yuan family who took the post had already spoken.

"Mr. Shen Erlang is a guest personally invited by Mr. Jiulang of my family."

Looking helplessly, Shen Fengzhang saw that Yu Sanlang's face was distorted for a moment, and his shrewd eyes were full of jealousy.

It seems that the friend of the original owner can't be kept.