The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

   Chapter 1602 Rejection

Drums sounded in the painting building, and the building became quiet. They all looked at the shopkeeper of the abbot downstairs. The shopkeeper first bowed his hands, and then said: "The painting building can hold competitions every year, thanks to the support of all the distinguished guests, today's refreshments are free. Thank you all for coming to witness.”

   The painting building echoed, and with the shopkeeper's gesture, it became quiet again, and the fifty people participating in the competition were ready.

   The shopkeeper pointed to the lit incense, "The scene is painted with snow, the time of a stick of incense."

  Zhulan first glanced at her confident son-in-law, then looked at the others, her eyes fell on Gu Gongzi, there was no way, the next fifty people are the best.

  Zhulan raised her finger and pointed at Humanity: "Do you think the gentleman in the grey gown looks good?"

  Tao Shi looked in the direction, his eyes lit up, "Recently, it has been said that Zhuo Guyu looks good, and this one is not bad."

  Zhulan thought to herself, no wonder her granddaughter was impressed. Because of her illness, she added a bit of pale morbidity, ahem, it looks even better!

   This love of beauty is shared by everyone, and it is natural to attract attention when looking good, and Dow is no longer bored.

   A lot of ladies from the official family came to the teahouse, all of them came in groups, and they said that the rules were not easy to discuss, but they didn't look away.

   The box where the fourth prince is in is very large. Once the identity is revealed, the box will be empty without saying anything, so many people know that the fourth prince is here.

   Zhuo Guyu stood outside the half-opened box and greeted him: "I heard that the fourth prince is here, and I'm here to meet you."

  The fourth prince felt bored by waiting, so he raised his eyes to Zhuo Guyu, his eyes were somewhat amused, "The eldest grandson of the Duke Yong'an mansion."

   Zhuo Guyu's color was positive, "Yes."

  The fourth prince glanced at the people behind Zhuo Guyu, "Come in."

   Zhuo Guyu felt slightly relieved, "Thank you, Your Highness."

  The guards outside the box moved out of the way. Zhuo Guyu brought her sister in and greeted her again. This time, it was for Yuwen. Who gave Yuwen a title!

  Changzhong nodded, they were all untitled and no one was more noble.

   Zhuo Guyu quickly glanced at the people in the box, and was stunned for a moment, all of them were related to Zhouhou Mansion, and his heart moved, and the Fourth Prince really got close to Zhouhou Mansion.

   Zoya sat at the girl's table, the only person she knew was the county magistrate Anhe, "What is the county magistrate looking at?"

   From the moment she entered the door, she found that the county owner had been looking down.

   Yuwen, "Look at the scenery."

   I can't say I'm looking at the handsome son!

  Zoya really believed, "Who does the county owner think will come out on top?"

   Yuwen simply said, "It must be the eldest uncle!"

   Zoya choked, "What if?"

   Yuwen was unhappy, and continued to look after the son with her chin up, ignoring Zoya.

   A box is only that big. The four princes naturally heard the movement here, but it was difficult to interject. Now, the fourth prince smiled and said, "Cousin, I also think Mr. Jiang can come out on top."

   Yuwen, "."

   Every time I hear my cousin, my heart trembles!

   This cousin made Zhuo Guyu, who was unhappy because of his sister's embarrassment, look sideways. The county owner of Anhe did have the arrogance.

  Changzhong glanced at the two brothers and sisters of the Zhuo family with a half-smile, and they all chased here, with thick skin!

  Hubu, Qiu Yan endured and endured, but still couldn't help asking, "What's the happy event at home?"

   This is a happy morning!

   Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "My son-in-law will honor a painting of me at night."

   Qiu Yan reacted, "Your eldest son-in-law?"

   "Well, I am also surprised that he is so talented in painting."

   Qiu Yan is sour. Although his son-in-law is in the right household, he will not be so filial to him. He knows that Jiang Sheng's paintings are worth a lot of money.

   While talking, Jin Yan came in, "Master Hou, Duke Yong'an invites you to drink tea."

   Zhou Shuren stood up and said to Qiu Yan, "I'll leave it to you, I'll be back later."

"Ah good."

   Qiu Yan returned to his senses after speaking, why did Duke Guo suddenly invite Zhou Shuren to drink tea? Looking at the young guard again, he suddenly understood the principle.

   The old prince did not expect Zhou Shuren to be so easy to invite, he thought he would have to invite him a few times, so he calmed down and said, "Marquis Zhou, please take a seat."

   The Duke did not dare to entrust the prince with real power, and his attitude was extremely polite.

   Zhou Shuren sat down and said, "I've been going straight. Zhouhou's mansion will not be married to Yong'an's mansion, so the man does not have to worry about it."

   The old man's smile was a bit far-fetched, too straightforward, "My eldest grandson is excellent, and it is difficult to find a better boy than him in the capital."

   "The eldest grandson of your mansion is indeed excellent, but it has nothing to do with me, Zhou Hou. To be more straightforward, as far as I know, there are many people who are interested in the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion. You don't have to hold on to our mansion."

   Zhou Shuren paused and continued: "I hate calculations the most. I can't do anything well. I can't help it. I'm stingy, no matter if I'm good at calculating or trying to use strength."

   He could have refused more politely and euphemistically, but he was too lazy to deal with the stance of the Duke's government that he would not give up until his goal was achieved.

The old prince was annoyed in his heart, but his face did not change. All the way from the grass roots to this day, he knew that he could not offend Zhou Shuren, and Zhou Shuren's words would affect the prince's residence, "Marquis Zhou doesn't need to be excited, if you can't be a relative, you can have more contacts. "

  Anyway, the county magistrate Anhe is still young, so his grandson can wait. A good girl is afraid of being entangled by a man. He has confidence in his grandson.

   Zhou Shuren half-smiled, "You and I are both understanding people. I don't want to make it too clear. I drank tea today. I have something to say."

   He has come to this day step by step, and he no longer needs to aggrieve himself. Tea has no good tea and it is clear that there is no need to stay.

   Lao Guogong and others left and swept the teacup to the ground with a gloomy face.

  The door suddenly opened again, Lao Guo Gong almost didn't have a heart attack!

   Zhou Shuren's face was also cold, "Benhou wanted to say more, but it seems unnecessary now."

   said that, he flung his sleeves and strode away, the air pressure around his body was very low, and the aura was too strong, and everyone in the place where Zhou Shuren passed by didn't dare to breathe.

  The teahouse is always lively~www.wuxiaspot.com~ People are curious, and they discuss it in twos and threes. When the old prince comes out, there are all kinds of speculations. Finally, it is concluded that Zhouhou's mansion and Yongan's mansion are bad.

   Painting building, fifty people have finished painting, hand in and wait for the result, fifty people sit on chairs to rest.

  Zhulan saw at a glance that Young Master Gu was not well, and now she was completely holding on, and said to Qingxue, "Bring some hot soup to Uncle and Young Master Gu."

   Qingxue bowed her head, "Yes."

  Gu Sheng sat very tired, he overestimated himself, and now his head was a little dizzy, thinking about the illness, Gu Sheng closed his eyes, he had learned a long lesson this time.

  Gu Sheng is closing his eyes and resting, just listening, "Young Master Gu, the hot soup my old lady gave you, drink it while it's hot and you'll feel good."

  The hot soup is filled with medicinal herbs, so it can no longer be said that it is a soup, the soup in front of you is a medicinal diet.

  Gu Sheng opened his eyes and stood up in confusion, "Girl, I don't know your old lady."

  Qingxue lowered her voice, "You know my son Changzhong. My old lady saw that you were not feeling well, so I just made a bowl of soup for my uncle and gave you a bowl."

  Gu Sheng didn't hesitate this time, took the soup bowl, "Thank you old lady."

   (end of this chapter)