Glory to the ancestors

When Rong Zhen walked to the gate of Rongguo Mansion, he saw the sweet-scented osmanthus sitting on the threshold, holding Xiaoqian in his hand. There seemed to be something to eat in his hand. Xiaoqian stuck out his tongue and licked it endlessly.

Osmanthus osmanthus smiled for a while, only to realize that Rong Zhen had already walked up to her.

His hands trembled, and he suddenly ran into the yard with the little money in his arms.

Jiang Yuzan twisted her body, holding a small bowl in her hand, she was startled by the sweet-scented osmanthus, she looked at Rong Zhen and said, "I just brought the food, where is this kid going?"

"How do I know?" Rong Zhen smiled secretly, passed Jiang Yuhan's side, and said, "The face powder you used today is not bad."

Jiang Yuhan raised her face and said in surprise, "Really?"

Rong Zhen was noncommittal and walked over.

Jiang Yuhan looked at him, "I'm in a really good mood today."

As soon as the meal time came, Yang Jin came to report on time.

"You are about to take over the Rongguo Mansion, so the prime minister has no objections?" Jiang Yuhan said so, and ordered someone to prepare bowls and chopsticks for Yang Jin.

Yang Jin blinked, "My father is so busy these days that he doesn't come home for dinner. My girls don't want to see me, they would rather starve to death."

"Stop talking nonsense," Rong Zhen glanced at the seat beside him, "Sit down."

Yang Jin sat down with a happy smile. He was facing the sweet-scented osmanthus, so he asked, "Osmanthus osmanthus, are you free this afternoon? Let me go out with the young master."

Osmanthus osmanthus originally only stared at the bowls and chopsticks in front of her in a daze, but when Yang Jin called her, she froze for a moment and tilted her head.

"I'm asking if you want to hang out with me this afternoon?"

Osmanthus osmanthus suddenly realized, and quickly smiled, expressing her willingness.

Jiang Yuzan glanced at him, then asked Rong Zhen, "Did you bully the sweet-scented osmanthus, this child has been in a trance all day long."

"Why did I bully him?" Rong Zhen's eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't know what he was happy about.

Yang Jin glanced at him, then at the sweet-scented osmanthus, forced a smile, and said, "You know, Li Xiao is coming soon."

"Already on the road?"

"The news I got is this, does the emperor want you to receive him?"

"Yes," Rong Zhen nodded, "Then I will go to the Ministry of Rites in the afternoon."

"Are you going to the Ministry of Rites?" Jiang Yuhan became interested, "Then I will write a letter to my father later, and you can take it there for me."

"I'm not a messenger."

"Hey," Jiang Yuzan was displeased, "It won't matter if you do me a favor, besides, what I told my father has something to do with you."

"What's the matter?" Yang Jin was curious.

"Isn't your majesty going to choose a queen? My little cousin is very promising. I have to ask my father to mention her. Be smart."

Rong Zhen remembered what Li Yun said about Miss Jiang's family in the morning, and shook his head, "I advise your family not to have such high hopes."

"Why?" Jiang Yuhan turned to look at Rong Zhen.

"I've seen it, I've seen it," Yang Jin raised her hand, "It's so beautiful, if it wasn't for your cousin's heart, I would have sent someone to ask."

"You like that look?" Rong really looked at Yang Jin with a funny face. If according to what Li Yun said, this young lady of the Jiang family doesn't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, then she is absolutely unworthy of Yang Jin.

"Well, I like things that are more than gold and jade." Yang Jin thought for a while, then nodded affirmatively.

Hearing what he said, Rong Zhen always felt that there was also a sarcasm about himself.

"Nonsense," Jiang Yuzan complained, "my cousin is not just good-looking."

"Hmm." Yang Jin nodded several times.

The more he behaved like this, the more perfunctory he felt. Jiang Yuhan wanted to throw the chopsticks on top of his head, "Let's eat your meal."

"If you take the sweet-scented osmanthus out, take care of it more." Rong Zhen asked Yang Jin before leaving the house.

Yang Jin fully agreed, and then took the osmanthus by the hand and walked out the door.

Today is not a holiday, and the street is a bit deserted, but Osmanthus osmanthus doesn't care much now, and follows Yang Jin, wherever he goes.

"Osmanthus osmanthus," Yang Jin finally felt that something was wrong, and took the osmanthus to a teahouse for a rest, "What's wrong with you?"

Osmanthus shakes her head.

"No, it can't be Huaichun, right?"

Osmanthus shook her head even more vigorously.

"Is it Rongzhen?" Yang Jin leaned forward, her face almost touching the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Osmanthus osmanthus opened her mouth slightly, closed it again, and then shook her head.

"Rongzhen told you that he likes you?"

Osmanthus osmanthus could no longer shake her head, she silently admired Yang Jin in her heart, she really deserved to be the person who can be admitted to the first prize, so smart.

"I've known about this for a long time." Although Yang Jin didn't feel well in her heart, she kept holding back to comfort the sweet-scented osmanthus, and asked tentatively, "What do you think?"

Osmanthus osmanthus raised her elbow, "I don't understand."

"Ok?"

"I don't know what to do." Osmanthus osmanthus pouted, "I want to run when I see Grandpa."

Yang Jin couldn't help laughing, "What's the use of you running, don't you still sleep in the same yard with him in the end."

Osmanthus sighed.

"You don't have to worry about this kind of thing, just let it take its course." While saying such high-sounding words, Yang Jin felt that her appetite was blocked, and the lunch she ate today continued to surge.

After sending the sweet-scented osmanthus back to the mansion, Yang Jin was relieved, and on the way back she kept complaining to herself, what kind of kohlrabi was she filling.

"Master!" The little girl of the Yang family hurriedly supported Yang Jin who almost fell at the door, "Why did you go to Rongguo Mansion, your bones are so weak?"

"How do you talk?" Yang Jin's eyes flashed, but she pretended not to care.

But how could his little girl be fooled so easily, she knew what happened with a guess, she just sighed, and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, "Master, wipe your sweat off."

……

It was already night when Rong Zhen came back from the Ministry of Rites. He handed Jiang Yuzan's letter to the Minister of Rites, and Master Shang Shu held him tightly.

The Jiang family was a well-educated family back then, but I don't know from which generation it became like this. Rong Zhen's head got dizzy from being quarreled by Mr. Jiang. He pushed the door open while holding his temples, and saw the sweet-scented osmanthus making his bed.

As soon as she heard the sound of the door, the sweet-scented osmanthus turned around hastily, still keeping her head down.

Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes, "Want to run again?"

Osmanthus took a step across and stood on the edge of the wall, so as to be far away from the bed.

"It's fine if you don't want to run," Rong Zhen turned around and closed the door, looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus, "Is it because of what I said yesterday?"

Osmanthus osmanthus subconsciously shook her head, and then couldn't help but nod twice.

Rong Zhen walked up to Osmanthus fragrans, looked down at him, and asked softly, "Scared?"

The osmanthus bit her lip with her upper teeth, but there was no response.

"Look at me," Rong Zhen rested his chin on the osmanthus chinensis, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his lips.

His strength was not heavy, but he forced the osmanthus to see what he wanted.

"I not only like you, but also..." Rong Zhen is getting closer and closer to the sweet-scented osmanthus, his eyes keep moving on the sweet-scented osmanthus' eyes and lips...

The hairs on the sweet-scented osmanthus' neck stood up, her eyes were tightly closed, she held Rong Zhen's forearm with trembling hands, and pinched it lightly.

Time seemed to fly by so fast, Rong Zhen finally burst out laughing, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

Osmanthus osmanthus was extremely ashamed, pushed Rong Zhen, and escaped from Rong Zhen's side repeatedly.

Rong Zhen looked at the open door and breathed a sigh of relief, maybe he had used the wrong method all along.

The insinuations that have been on the sidelines have no effect on Osmanthus fragrans at all, it might as well be more direct like this.

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The coding software crashed. .ah so painful