Wen Family Has a Wife

She died early in her previous life. At that time, Chen Kun did not rebel, but she has become the chief assistant of the court. When she died, the relationship between Mobei and the imperial court was already tense, and she didn't know if there was a war in the end!

Chen Ningya fell into deep thought, and after a long time, she slowly raised her head and told him, "It's better for our family to be in a quiet corner. It's enough for you to do business in the provincial capital. The water in the capital and the south of the Yangtze River is very deep, we don't want it. Go to meddle, and also, talk to your three sons when you go back, if you really get a jinshi, don't get involved in those factions.

Wen Youshan laughed loudly when he heard it, "Miss, you are unfounded, our family has no foundation at all, even if the children are employed, most of the time they have to be sent out, or they have to go to remote places. How could it possibly be involved in those things?"

Chen Ningya showed an ugly smile, I hope so.

At the same time, Mingzhe protects his body and Zhuo Bufan is worried about a secret letter. He finally managed to get the post of the president of Wenshan Academy. The abacus is all messed up.

When Wen Yuanliang came to visit, he saw Zhuo Bufan sighing and exclaimed in surprise, "Sir, whether you lost your wife or money, you still sigh!"

Zhuo Bufan was unhappy, and immediately copied the guy to do it with him. The two of you came and went and I was sweating profusely, so I was not happy.

Zhuo Bufan was lying on the grass, looking at the blue sky, his eyes were covered by a falling dead leaf, he suddenly laughed twice, and sighed: "Stinky boy, I will be leaving Dizhou soon, You can do it yourself."

Wen Yuanliang, who was lying next to Zhuo Bufan, was startled and jumped up, "Sir, this joke is not funny at all! You are the dean of Wenshan Academy. You are gone, how can this academy continue?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't move, and said unhurriedly, "I didn't open Wenshan Academy, and I only served as the dean. To put it bluntly, anyone can take this position. If you like it, go to Mr. Xu's side, I will tell Mr. Xu once or twice, he will take good care of you, and you can get along with your sister-in-law day and night, watching for your sister, it's not bad, hehe..."

Wen Yuanliang knew that Zhuo Bufan was pretending to comfort him, and he felt more and more uncomfortable. He lowered his head and asked, "Sir, are you going back to Beijing? When can we meet again?"

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, took off the dead leaves on his face, poohed twice, and said angrily: "Men man, it's just like separation and it's like parting from life and death, there's no spirit at all! Don't say anything, wait for you In the future, we will definitely meet again, and besides, if you marry my niece, even if you want to avoid it, it is impossible!"

Wen Yuanliang remembered that the two of them still had such a relationship, and he was immediately happy. He swept away the gloom between his brows and grinned, "When will the gentleman leave? I'll send you off."

Zhuo Bufan: "..." This unfortunate child turns his face faster than a book! He shouldn't have persuaded him, what's the matter with letting himself block his mind for nothing?

After Wen Yuanliang left from Zhuo Bufan's side, he hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the academy to Wen's house. Since Zhuo Bufan was leaving, he naturally had to prepare some Cheng Yi for him.

When he arrived at the door of the house, he subconsciously walked to Ji's house next door. The old Jitou had been gone for so long. He really missed him and wanted to share with him the joy of being admitted to a scholar.

Sitting on the threshold of Ji's house, Wen Yuanliang sighed to himself, "I'm about to get married, but you all left one by one, like Tuo Gu, when will I be able to stand side by side with you?"

"Want to stand side by side with us? Are you daydreaming?" The courtyard door creaked open from the inside, and Old Jitou's mocking voice sounded on Wen Yuanliang's head.

Wen Yuanliang turned his head sharply, just in time to meet the jade ear hanging from the waist of Lao Ji's head.

He jumped up in excitement, "Mr. Ji! You are back! Since you are back, you are not allowed to leave!"

Wen Yuanliang held Lao Jitou's legs tightly, making him unable to move.

Old Jitou struggled for a while, but he didn't break free. He was immediately amused, and scolded with a smile: "And he said he was a scholar! Which scholar is like you, a rascal!"

"I didn't learn from you!" Wen Yuanliang raised his head and replied quickly, still hugging Lao Jitou's legs tightly.

Lao Jitou bent his feet impatiently, kicked him twice by the way, and said like a kitten and a dog: "Let go, if you don't let go, I'll pick you up and throw you away..."

Wen Yuanliang let go of him reluctantly, and raised his head eagerly, looking both pitiful and aggrieved.

Old Jitou was speechless, no matter how cold his heart was, he lost his temper at this time, turned around silently, and motioned for Wen Yuanliang to enter the door.

Wen Yuanliang was overjoyed when he sat in the main room he was familiar with in the past, and the person opposite was still familiar. It was a good deal to send away a Dean Zhuo and welcome a Mr. Ji.

Before he could finish pondering, the old Jitou said coldly, "Who did you just say is leaving? Are you still asking for an orphan?"

Wen Yuanliang came back to his senses and said subconsciously, "It's President Zhuo, he said he was leaving, and he told me to follow Mr. Xu..."

Old Jitou looked disgusted, "Only Mr. Xu like you can like you? Maybe Zhuo Bufan, the immortal old man, was so annoyed by you that he was ready to get out."

"Sir!" Wen Yuanliang's mouth bulged with anger.

But the old Jitou didn't care, a certain light flashed, and thoughtfully said: "It seems that I have to find a time to meet my good friend!"

Wen Yuanliang nodded desperately, "What you want, sir, will I come back to study with you when Dean Zhuo leaves?"

Old Jitou shook his head in fear, his head shaking like a rattle, "Don't you! I finally threw your hot potato to Zhuo Bufan, now Zhuo Bufan kicks the ball to Xu old man, don't come back Look for me, and I have no time to take care of you!"

Wen Yuanliang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. If he had walked away in a fit of anger before, but now he has a thick skin, he wouldn't be dismissed so easily.

"No way! I'll stay at my husband's house, and I won't go anywhere!" Wen Yuanliang was still clutching the armrest of the chair tightly, as if planning to take root on it.

The old Jitou rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Then you can take good care of the house for me. I'll come back to see after a while. If you're gone, I'll make you look good!"

The corners of Wen Yuanliang's mouth drooped down quickly, and he wailed, "You still have to go!"

"Otherwise? Do you think I'm busy?" Old Jitou was depressed and puzzled. Did he give Wen Yuanliang the illusion?