Traitor, he is bent on death

The carriage back to Chitose Mansion was very quiet, Jiang Jintang didn't speak, Qin Sang also lowered his head and remained silent, until the carriage drove past Rongchang Street, Qin Sang whispered: "...I'm sorry."

Jiang Jintang put down the secret letter in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Excuse me?"

Qin Sang pursed her lips and said, "I...I shouldn't hit people."

When the young man was in high spirits, even though he knew it was wrong, when he uttered the word "shouldn't", he was still full of unwillingness.

If he could do it all over again, he would still beat Xuan Kuo.

Jiang Jintang said softly, "It's not your fault."

Qin Sang was taken aback.

Jiang Jintang said: "I won't persuade you to just be patient. I'm also at your impulsive age, so I know how aggrieved I am, but Qin Sang, I want to tell you that if you only have a lonely heart, you will only become the leader of this bustling capital city." One of the most common wandering ghosts in the world."

"This place never lacks ambitious people, nor does it lack dead people. I can protect you this time, but how long can I protect you?"

Qin Sang almost bit her lips, "...I'm useless."

Jiang Jintang sighed softly, and said, "I don't want to blame you, I just want you to understand that there are more and better ways to deal with today's matter. If I were you, I would not fight with Xuan Kuo. There are too many mistakes in this person, and if you spread them out just a little bit, he will be ruined. In the future imperial examination, he has a lack of virtue and cannot be an official. Compared with the two punches you gave him today, he will be more punished. .”

Qin Sang opened his mouth.

He thought that Jiang Jintang was going to teach the so-called gentlemen to be open-minded, but he didn't expect to hear such words.

Jiang Jintang raised his hand and rubbed Qin Sang's head, saying: "You are still young, I can protect you for a day, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Qin Sang's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes turned red.

He thought, if it was true what Xuan Kuo and others said, he was the son of the person in front of him.

Jiang Jintang is not very good at coaxing children. Seeing how wronged Qin Sang was, he asked Shanyue to go to Babaozhai to buy a lot of snacks. I don't know if Qin Sang would feel comforted. Anyway, when Jiang Jintang was young, no matter who gave it to him He will be very happy if he brings delicious pastries.

Looking at Qin Sang who was eating the cake slowly, Jiang Jintang was in a daze.

Qin Sang's character is completely unlike his parents.

Jiang Yuyin is gentle and tenacious, the only failure in her life is believing her husband's so-called old age, while Xuan Ke has more eyes than a hornet's nest, he is a real hypocrite with a smiling face, but Qin Sang has a completely different kind of unruliness.

It was said that his nephew, Uncle Xiao, Jiang Jintang thought about it, and felt that Qin Sang's character was probably somewhat similar to that of his second brother.

After Qin Sang finished eating the pastries, he looked up and saw Jiang Jintang's dazed expression. He hesitated for a moment, but said, "Are you thinking of someone?"

"I think of your mother." Jiang Jintang smiled, that cold face suddenly came alive, like a crabapple suddenly blooming in the ice and snow, it is really beautiful.

Qin Sang's eyes were dazzled, and she asked blankly, "My mother?"

"She is very good at making these pastries." Jiang Jintang looked at the exquisite pastries in the food box, and said softly, "Especially the chestnut cakes. I haven't tasted that kind of cakes since she left."

Qin Sang's impression of her mother has always been on the night of her death. In fact, when a person is about to die, he will not have any sense of beauty, even Wei Yanhui who can be called a beauty.

She was lying on the cold wooden board, her clothes were scantily covered, her body was covered with bruises, she seemed unable to speak anymore, she just stared blankly at the roof, just when Qin Sang thought she was dead, Wei Yan finally returned He said hoarsely, "Ah-sang, A-niang can no longer take care of you in the future, you should live well."

Qin Sang was too young at that time, and actually didn't quite understand the specific meaning of death, but the tears had already slipped from the eye sockets, hitting Wei Yanhui's icy back of the hand, Wei Yanhui seemed to be scalded by the temperature , raised his hand with difficulty, touched Qin Sang's head, tried his best to smile and said, "...Ah Sang, I'm sorry for you."

"You are supposed to be a young master who is content with gold and jade, but I let you suffer so much in this dilapidated village... Ah Sang, don't blame me, I'm so useless... Ignoring Miss's trust in me..."

When she said this, her tears were like torrential rain, and her whole face was covered with tears. She clenched her teeth tightly and said with a choked voice, "Miss... Yan Hui is here to accompany you."

……

Qin Sang came back to his senses.

In my impression, Wei Yanhui has never made chestnut cakes, and she is not very good at cooking. She only knows how to cook simple meals. It is really hard to see that she can make chestnut cakes, which seem to be complicated at first glance.

Jiang Jintang lifted the curtain and looked out of the car. The market was always bustling and lively, he propped his chin and said casually: "Many years ago, your mother and I sneaked out of the house, and she took me to fly a kite. I fell ill at that time, she blamed herself, cried all night, and fell ill with me... Now that I think about it, that was the only kite I ever flew in my life. I still remember its appearance, It’s a gaudy swallow, it’s not very pretty, but after flying into the sky, it’s actually not very clear.”

Qin Sang said: "I didn't let it go... Once Ergou's father bought him one, and everyone went to play. He asked me to call him Grandpa and let me play, but I didn't agree."

Jiang Jintang smiled: "So, you are worse than me?"

He thought for a while, and said: "There is nothing important today, Shanyue, go and buy two kites."

Shanyue said helplessly: "Master, your body..."

"No problem." Jiang Jintang said: "It's warm today, I just watch Qin Sangfang, nothing will happen."

Looking at Qin Sang, who had been trained a lot since she was a child, Shanyue couldn't say no anymore, so she went to buy two beautiful big kites and came back.

Jiang Jintang said: "I remember Qin Xu has a racecourse?"

"Yes." Shanyue thought for a while and said, "It's the private property of the General's Mansion, it's in the eastern suburbs, but no one is allowed to enter."

"Let's go there." Jiang Jintang said, "Qin Xu still wants to give me this bit of face."

Shanyue nodded.

Qin Xu loves horses, and the large land is used either for running or raising horses. There are many precious horses raised in this racecourse, and all the dudes in the capital want to come in and see them, but Qin Xu never agrees.

Today, by coincidence, Qin Xu just came over to feed his precious steed, and raised his eyebrows when he heard the report that Nine Thousand Years is coming, "Jiang Jintang is in dilapidated body and can't ride a horse, what is he doing here? "

The servant hesitated for a moment, but said again: "I heard...the young master from the mansion is here to fly the kite."

"..." Qin Xu clicked his tongue: "The last time the Duke of Dejun had the cheek to say that he wanted to hold a polo match here and I didn't agree, but Jiang Jintang came to me to fly a kite? There must be a limit to coaxing children."

The servant pondered for a while: "Then please ask Lord Qiantose to go back?"

Qin Xu glared at him: "How many heads do you have for him to chop off? Everyone is here, you ask him to go back, go and welcome him in."

Servant: "...Yes!"

Qin Sang followed Jiang Jintang, looking at the huge pasture, Jiang Jintang looked back at him: "What are you thinking?"

Qin Sang subconsciously said: "I was thinking that it would be a waste to leave such a large area empty."

It wasn't until he finished speaking that he realized that what he said was too shameful, and the servants who came to welcome him couldn't help laughing, Qin Sang was a little embarrassed: "I..."

I got into trouble just now, and now I've embarrassed Jiang Jintang, really...

Jiang Jintang didn't mean any sarcasm, and said: "You are right, if such a large piece of land is planted with grain, it can feed many people."

He changed the subject, and said again: "But this is the capital city, rich and luxurious, it's normal, the people are too big, and you are too small, you can't save the people, so let yourself get used to it."

After he finished speaking, he continued to move forward, but Qin Sang suddenly said behind him: "Then are you used to it now?"

"..." Jiang Jintang lowered his eyes and smiled: "Do you think I'm used to it?"

Qin Sang shook his head.

Jiang Jintang said, "I'm the one who should get used to it."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Xu not far away, and said, "Let's go, don't keep General Qin waiting, after all, it's someone else's territory."

Qin Xu waited in the pavilion for a long time before he finally arrived at Jiang Jintang who was slowly approaching. After just two steps, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. dew.

Qin Sang was taken aback for a moment, then looked away, looked elsewhere, and said, "Nine thousand years old doesn't avoid suspicion anymore? Are you afraid that people will find out that you and I are colluding when you come to me so aboveboard?"

Jiang Jintang smiled and said, "You and I already met in Huanhualou last time, obviously we couldn't hide it... But General Qin has always been upright, so no one else would believe that we cooperated."

Qin Xu clicked his tongue: "Don't compliment me, my scalp is numb."

His eyes shifted to the right and landed on Qin Sang's face, startled: "...you really have a son?! It was spread before, I thought it was nonsense..."

But looking at it now, no one would believe that this child is not of Jiang Jintang's breed.

"I'm an eunuch, how can I have a son." Jiang Jintang sat down in front of the stone table, picked up a square pot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea that was just right for drinking, and said to Qin Sang: "Meet General Qin."

There is a special person in Qiantui Mansion who teaches Qin Sang these etiquettes. Although he has only been in the capital for only two days, Qin Sang has already learned it well.

Qin Sang bowed deeply: "I have seen General Qin."

"Boy." Qin Xu stroked his chin: "Are you really not Jiang Jintang's son?"

Qin Sang said: "No. I am the adopted son of Lord Qiantui."

Qin Xu raised his eyebrows, sat down opposite Jiang Jintang, didn't ask about Qin Sang, but said: "I heard that the little emperor rested at your house last night?"

"What?" Jiang Jintang took a sip of tea and raised his eyes: "It rained heavily last night, and the night was deep. If he is forced to go back today, those officials will revive my [-] generations of ancestors again."

Qin Xu smiled casually, and said, "I'm not your husband, and I don't have the obligation to catch the adulterer. If you explain it like this, it seems like we really have something."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

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Sorry for being late again today, the school has a meeting from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. I am convinced, knock.