Shuzi face slap system

Jiang Hongzhi pushed the door open and entered, and saw Jiang Cheng lying on the bed with his head facing the wall, apparently pretending to be asleep.

Jiang Hongzhi put down the large stack of books he was holding in his hand, went to the bedside and sat down, without saying a word, just stared at Jiang Cheng's body, making Jiang Cheng's whole body hairy.

What does Jiang Hongzhi want to do when he sits down? Is he going to prepare meat?Can I call you Butterfly Ya?

Go, go, I'm not interested in you today, and I don't want to (be) thrown down.

Hey, what do you come over to do, go and go, I do n’t want meat, do n’t want to flesh, red -roasted meat pork belly, do n’t ... ah ah ah ah, you bite my ears, are you [Doge]!

"Hmm..." Jiang Cheng opened his eyes in pain, let out a groan of ecstasy, and then curled up his body, wrapped the quilt to protect the key parts, and then rolled into the bed .

Goodbye, I can't afford to provoke you, I can afford to hide.

"Are you saving half of the bed for me?"

Absolutely not!Jiang Cheng jumped up as if his scales had been pulled out, and stared at Jiang Hongzhi with wide eyes: "Master..." After a pause, seeing Jiang Hongzhi's smiling face, he changed his mouth in embarrassment, "Why are you here? ?”

"You know that I'm coming, but you still can't get up, but you are very courageous. Get up..." Jiang Hongzhi dragged Jiang Chenglian out of the bed, pointed to the calligraphy he brought, "Look."

What are you looking at?Jiang Cheng followed his finger to look, and immediately took a breath.

This, this... what kind of ghost book is this?

"The Book of Songs", "The Analects of Confucius"... What is this going to do?

"This is a book my grandmother gave me. I can go to school tomorrow." Jiang Hongzhi copied a "Book of Songs" in his hand and flipped through it casually. "Didn't you always want to learn characters? I I will teach you when I have learned it, and we share books."

Oh, it turned out to be teaching me to learn characters.

Jiang Cheng raised his forehead.I am a time-traveling person, so I can naturally read, and there is a literacy function provided by the system, so I don't have to worry about being illiterate.

"Look, how many do you recognize?" Jiang Hongzhi opened a page of the "Book of Songs" in his hand, and showed it to Jiang Cheng.

"The Book of Songs" shouldn't be too easy, isn't it just a few broken words, look at me.

So Jiang Cheng raised his nose and read the words on the page word by word: "Guan Guan..."

Guanguan... what, what word is this?I went, but I didn’t know the following words!

No no no, what's going on?He remembered the word, he recognized it, and he could even write the poem silently, but his mind went blank and he couldn't recognize it.

System, what's going on?

【You don't know much, it's normal that you don't know these words. 】

Please, it's Jiang Cheng who can't read much, isn't it me?

【You are Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng is you. 】

Don't lie to me, okay, if I don't know much, how could I help the male protagonist write a blood book when I first traveled here?

[You have seen the male lead's blood book in your previous life, and the words needed in the blood book are not difficult to write.But you have never read the "Book of Songs" in your previous life, so you are naturally illiterate. 】

Bah, bah, bah, I'm a serious literary youth, how can I be illiterate.That's enough, not a word of seriousness.Jiang Cheng turned off the system, and didn't even let him recognize the characters. Is there any use for this system?

"Jiang Cheng, what's the matter?" Seeing that Jiang Cheng was silent for a long time, Jiang Hongzhi thought that he was unhappy because he couldn't read the words, so he asked with concern: "Can you read?"

Yes, I can recognize these words [Erkang Shou]. "Yes, the little one doesn't know." Jiang Cheng bit the bullet and nodded.

The corner of Jiang Hongzhi's mouth curled up, pointing at the word and said, "I'll teach you. These two words are pronounced 'Jijiu'."

"Ji, Jiu." Jiang Cheng said angrily.

Jiang Hongzhi glanced at Jiang Cheng silently, thinking that he was frustrated because of his illiteracy, so he walked up to him and gently wrapped his arms around his waist: "I will teach you from now on, word by word, until you know it. "

Teaching every word and sentence, I was so moved that tears filled my eyes.But young master, you teach the characters to teach the characters, can you let go of your hand that slipped on my buttocks?

"Master, I'm a servant, so I'm not qualified to learn that stuff." Jiang Cheng tearfully slipped out of Jiang Hongzhi's clutches, but just as he took a step away, he was caught by Jiang Hongzhi again.

Jiang Hongzhi narrowed his eyes and said displeasedly: "In my eyes, you are you, regardless of your status. Even if you are a beggar on the street, I will teach you how to read."

Jiang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and there was some warmth in his heart, but he said very honestly: "Master, it's useless for me to learn characters."

"Why is it useless!" Jiang Hongzhi suddenly raised his tone, "If you need anything in the future, you can still write for help." As soon as the words fell, Jiang Hongzhi realized that he had lost his composure.

In his previous life, when he was locked up again in the firewood room, he wrote a blood letter because he was outraged at the unfair treatment, and it ended up in the hands of the old lady by accident.Afterwards, Jiang Cheng saw the bloody letter, knelt down and kowtowed, crying and begging him to forgive, and even slapped himself a few times, blaming himself for being illiterate, not knowing how to write letters for help, and causing the young master to shed so much blood in vain.

Jiang Cheng's tears at that time became a shadow that he couldn't erase from the bottom of his heart, and no matter how many years later he recalled it, it was still a heart-wrenching pain.

It's a pity that he didn't have the opportunity to study because of the harsh treatment. He didn't have the opportunity to learn to read until he was [-] years old, but it was too late to teach Jiang Cheng how to read at that time.Jiang Cheng didn't have much talent in literacy, and as he got older, his memory gradually declined, he couldn't read a few words, and he forgot them in a blink of an eye.The only thing that can be engraved on Jiang Cheng's heart are the words on the blood book.

"Write a letter for help..." The moment Jiang Cheng read these words, his head seemed to be pierced by something, and a clear voice echoed in his mind.

——"Young master, the young one is illiterate, so I can't write to the old lady for help for you, making you suffer. The young one is useless, please punish me severely!"

—— "Jiang Cheng, why are you hitting yourself, stop!"

——"Master, the little one is useless, and should be punished heavily..."

——"Nonsense, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself! Jiang Cheng, stop!"

What's going on here?

"Jiang Cheng?"

The voice in memory suddenly dissipated like a bubble, Jiang Cheng was taken aback, just now... what was that voice?

"Jiang Cheng?" Jiang Hongzhi called out again, pulling Jiang Cheng's spirit back.

"Young...Master?" The voice in memory was much calmer than what he heard now. Could it be the memory of the original owner of the body?Jiang Cheng shook his head in confusion, feeling so strange.

"You can be fascinated by recognizing every word." Jiang Hongzhi frowned, pulled Jiang Cheng to sit down, pointed to the words on the book, and said, "Come on, let's continue learning."

Jiang Cheng looked at the unfamiliar characters, wanting to cry without tears.Learning to read characters is no problem, but can you let the young master let go?You pinched my back sore!

Jiang Cheng's crying didn't get any sympathy from Jiang Hongzhi, instead it made him push his feet. He walked around his waist and rubbed a lot of oil before Jiang Hongzhi finished teaching, put away the book tiredly, rubbed He rubbed his eyebrows.

Jiang Cheng gave Jiang Hongzhi a cup of tea in a doggy manner, rubbed his palms, but complained silently in his heart, this kid relied on himself to pamper (?) him and eat his own tofu. This kid was [beep beep](?).

Jiang Hongzhi got the advantage, so he put away his hands, drank a few sips of tea, stood up shaking his sleeves, and without saying a word, he pulled Jiang Cheng to the old lady's bedroom.

Jiang Cheng waited outside in a daze, and soon saw Jiang Hongzhi coming back with a happy face and a money bag in his hand.

It turned out that Jiang Hongzhi didn't know what honey was in his mouth, and told the old lady that it would be her birthday next month, and wanted to ask her what gift she would like, so that he could prepare it.These words made the old lady burst into a big smile. Everyone in the house knows the old lady's birthday, but over the years, everyone has bought gifts on their own. They have never asked the old lady what they like. Of course, it is not easy for the old lady to say so. Come on, nine out of ten out of ten gifts she receives every year are not what she wants.

But Jiang Hongzhi took the initiative to ask, and filled the gap in the old lady's heart. She was so happy that she gave Jiang Hong a bag of pocket money, and said that he didn't need to give any more gifts. Like something now.

The furniture in the room is all new, and the daily necessities are sufficient, so there is no need to buy them, so Jiang Hongzhi stuffed the money bag into Jiang Cheng's hand: "Take it, go out later, and buy whatever you like."

Those who give their wallets to others are peerless good men√

We must work hard to hold on to this golden thigh√

In the future, he will be promoted and make a fortune, and it will be up to him to reach the pinnacle of life and career√

Jiang Cheng happily held the bag of money, and followed Jiang Hongzhi out of the mansion.

The so-called Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, probably because it was Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng hasn't been out of the mansion since he crossed over, he just shuttled around those smoky rooms all day long, and never had a chance to go out of the mansion to see the world.

Going out will be a big deal, I really wish to have more than a dozen clones, run around the streets and alleys, take a cart full of snacks, and buy a box of toys.He was dazzled by the sight. If he hadn't wanted to be strict, he really wanted to run around this ancient market and admire a round of ancient buildings.

Zhuzhou is a small city. It is not rich, but it is not bad. All walks of life in the city are relatively developed, and the most famous one is embroidery.Even if she stays at home like an old lady, every once in a while, she will go out to the largest embroidery workshop in the city to buy a few high-quality brocades, and then let the best embroiderers in the city sew them. Make the most exquisite dress, so that she can look good when she attends the banquet of honorable family.

As a resurrected person, Jiang Hongzhi knew the old lady's preferences very well.She has loved two things in her life, one is green tea, and the other is the brocade from Zhiyunfang.It is very easy to buy the former, but it is quite difficult to meet the old lady's tricky taste. After Jiang Hongzhi took Jiang Cheng to visit several tea shops, he had to give up.The reason is simple, there is not enough money to buy green tea that suits the old lady's taste.As for the brocade, that is even more a fantasy, with the little money in Jiang Cheng's trouser pocket, at most, he can only buy a small piece of brocade sleeve.

In Jiang Hongzhi's previous life, before the blood book incident, he had never been able to attend the old lady's birthday banquet. When he had the opportunity to attend, because he was still fledgling, he didn't have any presents to offer, so he simply copied a copy of the filial letter to the old lady. .The old lady naturally didn't like this kind of boring gift. After the old lady died of illness, he accidentally discovered that the old lady put his filial piety book under the box, and it was covered with dust.

Now that she has been resurrected, she has to take advantage of the convenience and prepare a gift for the old lady that suits her wishes and costs the least.

Jiang Hongzhi thought of the tea-scented brocade handkerchief.

Guixiu Pavilion, the largest embroidery workshop, has an unwritten rule. If visitors provide their own embroidery styles and patterns, they will reduce the price of the finished product according to the degree of detail of the pattern.

In the second half of his life before Jiang Hong, because he missed the Chu family, he taught himself to paint. Without a paintbrush, he used branches to paint on the loose soil on the ground. Day after day, he painted with some taste.Later, he got a paintbrush, and in order to paint Jiang Cheng's portrait, he secretly stole a teacher, and his painting skills became more and more exquisite, lifelike.So it is easy for him to draw a delicate painting in a short period of time.

Knowing that the old lady liked cloud patterns, he went to buy a paintbrush, thought for a while, and drew a handkerchief pattern of cloud patterns by hand, and gave it to the shopkeeper of Guixiu Pavilion, asking him to embroider it within a month.

Because of his exquisite painting workmanship, his moiré pattern was very popular with the shopkeeper, and he ordered a handkerchief with only a small amount of money.

With less spending, there will naturally be more money left in the purse. Jiang Hongzhi took Jiang Cheng for a walk in the street, bought some things for his mother and Jiang Cheng, and went to a house called "Yue Cheng". Stand still in front of the small restaurant of "Fu".

This restaurant was his and Jiang Cheng's favorite place to come to in his previous life. This restaurant is not expensive, and the food is very average, but the restaurant is quiet and no one bothers them.Life was difficult in the previous life, but later whenever he had some spare money, Jiang Hongzhi would bring Jiang Cheng over and order some meat dishes to satisfy his appetite.

"It's just noon, let's go up and order some side dishes." Jiang Hongzhi said to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was taken aback, looking at the nearly squandered money bag, hesitantly said: "Master, save the money for Aunt Chu to buy things." He was erased from the memory of the subsequent plot by the system, so he has no idea about this restaurant son's impression.

But Jiang Hongzhi shook his head: "Go up." After saying that, regardless of Jiang Cheng's objection, he took his hand and walked upstairs.There are always willful times in a person's life. Although he knows that the money is hard-won and he should keep it, but at this moment he wants to take Jiang Cheng back to the old place, and quietly reminisce about the past in his previous life.

However, today he seems destined not to be able to reminisce quietly.

As soon as he took the last step, he heard a panicked voice in front of him.

"Young master, you have to take pity on the poor little one. This store really can't take credit. If the little one lets you take credit, the shopkeeper will blame the little one." I saw the waiter looking nervously at the man in white in front of him, and said anxiously. .

The man's back was facing Jiang Hongzhi, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he was tall and tall, with long hair tied in a crown, and he was quite graceful.He only heard him say: "I'm really sorry, I was in a hurry to go out today, and I forgot to bring my money bag. Look, can the shopkeeper communicate with me for a while, and I will intercede with him."

"Young master, it's not that I won't help you. It's true that the shopkeeper is out today. The shopkeeper's relatives are in charge of the store. Even if you ask him, he can't be the master. Do you have any other ideas, young master?" They are sweating profusely, this small shop of theirs doesn't make much money at all, and they live on sporadic silver, but the young man in front of him has ordered a lot of food and drink, if he is allowed to leave on credit, he will not come back to pay back the money , Don't you have to pay the money out of your own pocket?

The young man seemed to have seen the difficulty of the waiter, and he sighed and was about to take something out of his arms, but Jiang Hongzhi suddenly interrupted.

"Let me pay for this son's meal." Jiang Hongzhi took the money bag in Jiang Cheng's hand, poured out all the money in it, dialed a few times, and asked, "How much is it?"

"This young master..." The young man who owed money turned his head in surprise, and just wanted to stop him, but Jiang Hongzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "It's easy to do." After saying that, he lowered his head and settled the score with the waiter.

Seeing that someone had solved the urgent need, the waiter in the shop smiled bitterly, and after reporting the price of the dishes, he happily accepted Jiang Hongzhi's money and went down.

The money bag that was still somewhat bulging was like a deflated ball, and it shriveled up. Jiang Hongzhi seemed to be very distressed. He counted the few silver coins in his hand, and slowly put them back into the money bag one by one, sighing. Said: "The money is not enough for a meal, Jiang Cheng, let's go."

"Wait." As soon as the young master moved his footsteps, his slender figure blocked Jiang Hongzhi's face. Such a distance allowed Jiang Hongzhi's master and servant to see his appearance clearly.

He is about twenty years old, he looks plump and handsome, he is handsome and elegant, and his gestures are gentle and polite. If it weren't for his ordinary clothes, some people would think he is a son of a noble family.

The moment Jiang Hongzhi saw that person, a shrewd light quickly passed through his eyes, but he didn't reveal anything on his face, and asked, "Master?"

"May I ask this young master, you and I have never met before, why do you help each other?" The man in white clasped his hands and asked.

Jiang Hongzhi also bowed back and said: "I was taught by my mother since I was a child, if others are in trouble, I must help them."

The man in white was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly: "But I just saw that you don't have much spare money in your hand, you helped me advance the money, what if I don't pay it back?"

Jiang Hongzhi shook his head and said: "Helping others is only a momentary thought. I don't want to get anything in return, but some small money is not worth mentioning. I just think that I spent a small amount of money to buy a friend."

The white-clothed man smiled: "Young master is kind, I don't know where the young master's house is, I will visit the house in person later and pay back the debt."

Jiang Hongzhi still shook his head and said, "No need. It's not worth the young master's extra trip for some small money, so let's treat it as a treat for you. Jiang Cheng, let's go." After speaking, he took Jiang Cheng downstairs.

The man in white watched them leave quietly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly involuntarily.

Today is really thanks to him, otherwise my identity would have been exposed.He is accompanied by a male servant, who should be the son of a wealthy family, and the male servant is surnamed Jiang, so in this Zhuzhou city, only Wuyanghou is worthy of the title.It's just that his clothes are really ordinary, and he doesn't look like a child of Marquis Wuyang. Could it be that he admitted his mistake?

The man in white pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Compared to the doubtful man in white, Jiang Hongzhi raised his brows confidently after leaving the restaurant, with a rare smile on his face.

If you ask who this white-clothed man is, Jiang Hongzhi knows it all too well, and if he tells him, many people will surely sigh.

It turned out that this person's name was Song Yuanhong, and he was actually the No. 13 son of today's emperor, Prince Zhaoyuan of Dayan.He has a gentle temperament, is kind to others, and has a family of knowledge. It is a pity that his biological mother is an ordinary court lady. The concubine Yu Guifei who raised him was thrown into the cold palace for committing a major crime before he reached the crown. As a result, he was not valued by the emperor. As soon as Fang reached the crown, he was granted the land of Zhuzhou by the emperor, and was appointed as the governor of Zhuzhou. He came to Zhuzhou to take office despite the biting cold wind.

Before he came, Zhuzhou was just a small city that couldn't develop, but when he came, it was like a spring breeze, which made Zhuzhou develop in a straight line in just a few years.

The local people are grateful to Song Yuanhong, but Song Yuanhong never shows up in public. Even on his wedding day, no one can witness his true face.The common people only heard about his name, but never met him, they only whispered how handsome he was, how gentle he was, and how rich he was.

As for why he was so mysterious, it was because he didn't like to pretend to be a prince, and always felt that his hands were tied, so every time he went out, he would change into ordinary people's clothes, and go out through the small door alone, without even bringing the hidden guards.This habit has brought him great convenience. He can easily integrate into the people, inspect the conditions of the people, understand the sufferings of the people, and relieve the worries of the people.

That's it, when the emperor died and the prince and the third prince were fighting for the throne, he, a dark horse that had been hidden for years, broke into the palace by relying on the hearts and strength he had won over the years, and sent the third prince who was about to ascend the throne to the throne. Climb off the dragon chair and become Emperor Ming through the ages.

In his previous life, Jiang Hong accidentally made friends with the future new emperor, became his aide, and severed his father-son relationship with Marquis Wuyang, who supported the third prince, in exchange for peace of mind for the rest of his life.

So just after recognizing Song Yuanhong, Jiang Hongzhi immediately stepped forward to help him, taking this opportunity to make friends with him.

"Jiang Cheng, do you know who that person was just now?" Jiang Hongzhi asked in a low voice after leaving far away.

Jiang Cheng shook his head blankly, his knowledge of these npcs was at the level of written descriptions, so naturally he didn't know them.

Jiang Hongzhi didn't intend to hide it from him, and whispered Song Yuanhong's identity to him. After hearing this, Jiang Cheng gasped.

This is the legendary future emperor?You can hug your thighs!

No, if you want to hug, it's also the male protagonist's hug, so what's the matter with him?

"Young Master, what are your plans?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Don't you ask me why I know this?" Jiang Hongzhi narrowed his phoenix eyes, and swept his face with deep meaning.

Jiang Cheng's expression did not change: "Young master knows astronomy above and geography below, and knows everything."

Papapa, this flattery is so flattering, please give me a thumbs up.

The corners of Jiang Hongzhi's mouth raised slightly: "I can't see that you can still flatter. Let's go, go back." After finishing speaking, he took Jiang Cheng's hand and headed towards the Hou's residence.

Jiang Cheng curled his lips, looked at the hand that was clenched tightly to him, and was about to shake it away awkwardly: "Young master, there are so many people, you and I have different identities, it's not very good to hold hands."

Jiang Hongzhi turned a deaf ear, and held his hand a little tighter: "I don't mind holding you."

"..." You won, you are too thick-skinned, I can't bear it.

Jiang Cheng wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to refute with his mouth flattened, but Jiang Hongzhi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Master, what's the matter?" Just as Jiang Cheng started to ask, he saw Jiang Hongzhi pulling him to turn left. Unexpectedly, "Third Young Master" was suddenly heard in front of him, and then a person stopped in front of him.

Jiang Hongzhi knew the person who stopped him, he was one of Jiang Shu's cronies, Jiang Shu would ask them to come to the Hou Mansion for a drink every now and then, making the whole Hou Mansion smoky, and they ran around wildly when they were drunk, so he Just got to know these people.

The man smelled of alcohol and rouge, squinted his eyes to look at Jiang Hongzhi, smiled and patted Jiang Hongzhi's shoulder with a row of white teeth: "Third young master, you came just in time! Your second brother drinks He's drunk, send him back to his residence quickly!" As he spoke, he pointed to Jiang Shu behind him who was helped out from the Yihong Tower, "Look, there he is."

Jiang Hongzhi coldly pushed the man's hand away, and said expressionlessly, "Whoever made him drunk will send him back."

The man's face was pulled down: "Hey, this is your second brother, if you don't send him, who will!"

Flower wipe, let people do things so much!He is as virtuous as Jiang Shu.Jiang Cheng didn't like that person's tone, and seeing that the person was going to continue to put pig's claws on Jiang Hongzhi's shoulder, he took a step forward to block Jiang Hongzhi, and grabbed the person's hand: "Please respect yourself."

"You!" That anger was about to flare up, but the person who helped Jiang Shu out from behind called out, "What are you still dawdling about! Come and help someone."

"Help me?" The man beckoned his companion to come over, and pushed Jiang Shu, who was smelling of alcohol, towards Jiang Hongzhi, "Go on!"

Then, I don't know if he pushed in the wrong direction or if Jiang Hongzhi stepped aside on purpose, Jiang Shu just fell to the ground so forcefully, hitting the ground head-on, motionless like a dead fish.

"This..." The man was startled, he said badly, and immediately dragged his companion away shrewdly, "It's none of our business, it's because you didn't pick it up, so I'll leave it to you!"

After the man left, Jiang Cheng had a hard time facing the "corpse" lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. To be honest, if it wasn't on the street, he really wanted to kick Jiang Shu a few times to vent his anger on Jiang Hongzhi's behalf.You must know that Jiang Shu is the one who harmed Jiang Hongzhi in this top-ranking Marquis of Wuyang's family.

He turned his gaze to Jiang Hongzhi and asked him what to do.

Jiang Hongzhi also shouldn't be too mean, so as not to be seen and spread, which will affect his reputation.He gave Jiang Cheng a look, and Jiang Cheng dragged Jiang Shu up.

It stinks!What a ghost rouge smell, so strong.

Jiang Cheng was so disgusted by the smell on Jiang Shu's body that he almost vomited, he really wanted to throw him out.

Jiang Hongzhi also smelled it, took out a handkerchief that had been washed white from his arms, and stuffed it up Jiang Cheng's nose: "Just let it go."

Jiang Cheng nodded, glanced at the dust on Jiang Shu's face and said, "Master, you have to help him wipe his face, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when you go back."

Jiang Hongzhi narrowed his phoenix eyes in displeasure, took a deep breath, pulled up Jiang Shu's dirty sleeve, wiped the dust on him casually, took his other arm, and supported Jiang Cheng together Follow him back.

After returning to the mansion, not long after entering the door, servants rushed over, carried the half-drunk Jiang Shu across, and helped him back to the room.

The strong stench finally left his nose, Jiang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, took a few breaths of fresh air, tore off the handkerchief from his nose, and held it in his palm: "Master, I will return it to you after I wash it. .”

"There's no need to pay it back." Jiang Hongzhi said flatly, "I've given it to you."

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and said awkwardly: "This is the young master's thing, uh..." He paused, looked down at the handkerchief, his forehead dropped, he actually disliked me for using it, and probably dirty his handkerchief.

"Don't think about it," Jiang Hongzhi covered Jiang Cheng's with his hand as if he had a heart, and curled it into a fist with the handkerchief, "I give you my things, and when you have a handkerchief in the future, give it to me. "

I don't have a handkerchief, so I can give you a seal of my heart.

Jiang Cheng complained from the bottom of his heart, but on the surface he nodded bravely, don't worry, he won't use the handkerchief one day.

"Here you are." Suddenly, Jiang Hongzhi took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and a clean new handkerchief appeared, and he stuffed it into Jiang Cheng's hand again, "I bought it just now. You take it with you."

This kid is amazing, do you know he needs to use a handkerchief?

"Master, I don't need it." Jiang Cheng wanted to return the handkerchief, wanting to leave my taste?I won't give it to you.

"I'll take it for you, too much nonsense." Jiang Hongzhi didn't take it, "Just take it."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng had no choice but to respond, and put the new handkerchief into his arms. When he raised his head and wanted to say something, he heard a voice not far away, "Third Young Master", and then a maid rushed over, Jiang Hongzhi saluted and said: "Third young master, the old lady is looking for you, you should go to Fushou Garden."

"Grandmother looking for me?" Jiang Hongzhi frowned, why was he so anxious all of a sudden, "I'll be there in a while."

"Third Young Master, I can't wait any longer. The old lady and everyone are waiting for you in the Fushou Garden. You should hurry up and go with the servant girl." The maidservant said in a panic.

"What's so urgent?" Jiang Hongzhi gave Jiang Cheng a look, followed the maid all the way, and asked all the way.

The servant girl was only a messenger, so she couldn't tell anything about it. She shook her head and said, "My servant girl doesn't know, but when I came here, I saw the old lady was very angry, and I heard her talking about stealing pens."

"Stealing the pen?" Jiang Hong was stunned, and glanced at Jiang Cheng. Could it be that Jiang Yun used some tricks to "find" the thief who stole the peony's hair?

"Master, I don't feel good." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frowned worriedly. According to the development of the original plot, there was no round of stealing the pen, so there was no way to use the predictive ability* to help him.

"It doesn't matter, the soldiers will come and cover them with water and soil." Jiang Hongzhi shook Jiang Cheng's hand, "I'm still afraid that they won't succeed? They won't succeed."

Even though he said so, when they arrived at Fushouyuan, Jiang Hongzhi was still surprised by what they did.

At this time, the Fushou Garden was still full of people, like a group of people watching a good show, except for the younger children, the rest of the people were all there.

Jiang Jiande sat proudly under the head of the old lady, with a bit of pride leaking from his tight lips. In the hall, there was a man dressed as a servant kneeling. He was tied up and his mouth was broken. The cloth was blocked, his face was in a state of distress, and there were still many marks of being beaten, and there were two guards who escorted him standing around him.

"See grandma, grandma Wan'an." Jiang Hongzhi bowed his head to salute the old lady, and raised his head slightly, only to see that the old lady's complexion turned black, which was a prelude to the coming of a storm.

The old lady didn't ask him to look up for a long while, she sat down on the chair, let him stand for half a stick of incense, and then said bluntly: "Get up."

"Thank you grandma." Jiang Hongzhi stood up straight without saying a word, nor did he sit in his seat, his eyes were lowered, as if confessing to the old lady.

"Why, what are you doing here?" Seeing that he kept saluting to her, the old lady couldn't lose her temper.

"Grandmother is in a bad mood, and grandson is very distressed. I am afraid that you will be hurt and hurt your body. When grandson thinks about it, he will feel so uncomfortable that he can't sit still."

Jiang Hongzhi opened his mouth as if filled with honey. When the old lady heard it, she felt a little relieved. She couldn't be too harsh, so she called him to sit down: "You just sit down."

"Thank you grandma." Jiang Hongzhi bowed his head in thanks, and quietly sat down in his seat.

As soon as Fang sat down, the old lady said: "The reason why I called everyone here today is because yesterday the boss's peony pattern was lost."

Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, he glanced at the kneeling man on the field, and suddenly had a bad feeling about finding someone to blame Jiang Hongzhi, he took advantage of everyone's attention being attracted by the old lady, and quietly patted Jiang Hongzhi. , to signal him to be careful of the kneeling man.

Jiang Hongzhi patted Jiang Cheng's hand, signaling with his eyes that he was fine.

"Lide, tell me."

After the old lady finished speaking, Jiang Jiande stood up, bowed to the old lady, walked towards the kneeling man in the hall with his hands behind his back, pointed at him, and said, "Yesterday, Yuner's peony pattern was lost, so I ordered to search for the culprit. Lived up to expectations, and found the thief who stole the pen. He was actually a servant in the house. However, when the Marquis was about to dispose of him, he claimed that he had been entrusted to steal the pen, and that the stolen pen It has been sold privately, and the money obtained has been distributed to the person who entrusted him." Jiang Jiande kicked the man, and tore the rag off the man's mouth, "Tell me, who ordered you!"

The man cried out in pain, was dragged up by the guards, knelt facing the old lady, avoiding everyone's eyes, and stammered: "No...no one..."

"Who is it?" The old lady leaned forward slightly, staring at the man's mouth with burning eyes. Although Jiang Jiande had told her who the thief was in advance, she still couldn't believe it until she heard it with her own ears.

"No..." The man moved his head in Jiang Hongzhi's direction, whether intentionally or not, hesitant to speak.

The old lady looked anxious, and added: "You say boldly, if you confess your mastermind, I will forgive you."

Immediately, the man seemed to have won the gold medal for avoiding death. He suddenly raised his head and said with bright eyes: "It's him, he ordered the younger one! Old lady, if the younger one confessed to him, he will kill the younger one's whole family. Please save me!" Little one, save the little one!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to the person the man was pointing at——