Glory to the ancestors

Rong Zhen was not surprised, and picked up the memorial on the ground without hesitation, "Master Shang Shu, why are you so angry?"

"Why do you think I'm so angry?!"

Rong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, "The matter has already happened, and the marriage is also agreed by the Queen Mother. She will be the wife of the Rongguo Mansion in the future. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Satisfied?" Jiang Songting's face turned red with anger. He also knew that he was making trouble out of no reason, but no one could accept that his daughter had inexplicably had an affair with her uncle.

"You're okay with her marrying a dead person, but you're mad at me for marrying a living person?"

Jiang Songting froze for a moment.

"You think about her reputation, but do you think about her happiness?"

"If she really guards that memorial tablet for the rest of her life, will you feel annoyed?"

"Sure, when she gives birth to the child, I'll fix her right away, and let her accompany my brother's memorial tablet until the end of life." Rong Zhen was so aggressive that Jiang Songting couldn't say a word.

"you!"

"Okay, the family affairs are clear," Rong Zhen put the memorial in front of Jiang Songting again, "let's talk about business matters."

Jiang Songting opened the memorial with trembling hands, his eyes were red with anger, but he couldn't read the words clearly, anyway, it was always, "No!"

"Where can't it be?" Rong Zhen was patient, he had rarely accommodated others so much, "Master Shang Shu, this matter was ordered by the Empress Dowager, if I mess it up, I'm not the only one who will be punished."

Jiang Songting closed his eyes, and threw the memorial on the table, "Then do everything according to the Lord."

It would be better if it was earlier.

Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes, and his attitude softened, "Master Shangshu, I know that the matter between me and your daughter makes you feel very distressed, but please believe that since she has entered Rong's family, I will naturally treat her as my own. Will treat her well."

Jiang Songting snorted and turned his face away. He sighed and was about to speak when he saw Jiang Yuhan walking in with her mother.

Jiang Yuzan ran two steps, rushed to Jiang Songting, knelt down, "Father!"

"Don't touch me," Jiang Songting turned around, "No one can control you!"

Rong Zhen sighed, and followed Jiang Yuzan to kneel down, "Yue Zhang."

His voice shocked several people in the room, Mother Jiang burst into tears, and stomped her feet, "Master!"

Jiang Songting couldn't hold on any longer, and hugged Jiang Yuhan and Rong Zhen together, "Hey."

Jiang Yuzan looked at Rong Zhen with teary eyes, and Rong Zhen gave her a comforting look, which made her cry even more.

As soon as the two of them returned to Rongguo Mansion, they saw Osmanthus osmanthus standing at the door waiting.

When Osmanthus osmanthus saw that Jiang Yuhan's eyes were red, she thought she had been wronged, and quickly asked Rong Zhen, "Did you bully her?"

Rong Zhen snorted, raised his hand and pressed the sweet-scented osmanthus on the head.

Jiang Yuzan repeatedly said no, and followed Rong Zhen into the mansion.

Osmanthus was quite happy to see that the two of them were no longer confronting each other as before, and when they heard that they had already had their lunch, they silently ran to the kitchen.

"Why are you following me?" Rong Zhen walked into the study and asked impatiently seeing Jiang Yuhan still following.

"I want to thank you." Jiang Yuhan spoke the truth.

Rong Zhen glanced at her, "No need." He was still so indifferent, but in Jiang Yuzan's eyes, he was no longer so unapproachable, "I also want to win over your father, otherwise he would still have trouble with me about the emperor's wedding." , I can’t do it either.”

"You can't talk properly." Jiang Yuhan pursed her lips.

"Still leaving?" Rong Zhen glared at her.

Jiang Yuhan had no choice but to turn around.

"I will take your maid with me wherever I go in the future, and I will take care of her." Rong Zhen reminded her again.

Jiang Yuhan smiled and walked out the door.

Osmanthus osmanthus walked in, holding tea and snacks, and looked at Rong Zhen with a smile.

Rong Zhen's mood improved inexplicably, and he waved to him, "Come here."

Osmanthus osmanthus walked over in small steps, put all the refreshments on the table, and gestured with her hands, "You seem to be going well."

Rong Zhen nodded without saying a word, just looked at the osmanthus osmanthus.

Osmanthus fragrans was so stared at by him, she looked down at her body, there was no difference.

"Don't look at it," Rong Zhen certainly couldn't say, but he really imagined what it would be like if he could get married with Osmanthus osmanthus.

Osmanthus stood up straight, looking at Rong Zhen with some puzzlement.

Rong Zhen suddenly remembered something, "You go to the palace, did the emperor tell you anything?"

Osmanthus osmanthus thought for a while, he had a lot to say to the emperor, and he didn't know how to tell Rong Zhen for a while.

"What did you ask me?"

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head, she also found it strange that the emperor hadn't asked herself anything about Rong Zhen.

"Then why did he let you enter the palace twice a month?" Rong Zhen thought to himself, could it be that the emperor wanted to deceive the trust of Osmanthus osmanthus first, and then further obtain his own information.

But it would be faster to set up a spy directly in the Rongguo Mansion.

Osmanthus osmanthus has no access to the things she usually does, let alone communication difficulties.

The more Rong Zhen thought about it, the more afraid he became. He felt that there was something wrong with the little emperor's attitude. If he really had the worst thoughts about sweet-scented osmanthus, then...

Osmanthus osmanthus was still thinking about what the little emperor said to herself, and found that the valuable content in it was not as good as the homely chatter between the cook and herself.

"Don't think about it," Rong Zhen stretched out his hand and held the osmanthus hand in his palm, "You know, he is not a person who can be your friend."

Osmanthus osmanthus blinked, he didn't feel that the little emperor was threatening him, but since Rong Zhen said so, he could only nod his head.

"Be good, just listen to me about this kind of thing."

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