The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

In Jiang Mansion, Gu Sheng frowned, Ji Deming was too careless to be invited to follow him, if he hadn't seen Young Master Zhuo, he would have turned around and entered the mansion gate.

Zhuo Guyu got off the carriage and looked at Ji Deming with a displeased expression.

Ji Deming felt a chill behind his back, so he quickly took two steps, "Brother Gu, didn't you say yesterday that you invited me to visit Mr. Jiang together?"

Said, with a face of prayer, hoping to answer for the sake of the same state.

Gu Shengqi's face was even more ugly. The people from Yizhou traveled together and could communicate with each other safely. He knew from the beginning that this person was proficient in calculations, and he didn't tear his face because he was already scruples in the same state. "The last time I sold Drawing for Du Gongzi, I caught a cold, thanks to your help."

Ji Deming looked embarrassed, "I'm also kind, and Du Gongzi didn't expect the servants to make up their own minds."

Gu Sheng's eyes were deep, "I'm not stupid."

He has seen a lot of human affection since he was a child, and has a pair of eyes that argue right and wrong.

At this time, the concierge came out quickly, and saw the carriage of Zhouhou Mansion. Ming Jia got off the carriage, followed by Rong Anying, and another carriage, Yuwen, disregarded the girl's stop, and got off the carriage.

Ming Jia's concierge stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

The concierge told what happened without concealing it at all. The concierge despised this Young Master Ji in his heart.

Zhuo Guyu's eyes fell on Rong Anrong, and his eyes were very obscure. He just heard the call from the concierge and stepped forward, "Anhe County Lord, Rong Shizi."

Rong Anjong is just a quiet man. He was taught by his father since he was a child. He knows everything he should know, and said lightly, "Hello."

He will be a rich and noble prince in the future. Because of the merits of his ancestors, no one dares to underestimate the Ronghou Mansion. Even if the Hou Mansion has no real power, most of the roads in this world are built by the gold of the Rong family. Just like Dad said, he You can live as you want.

Zhuo Guyu felt a little uncomfortable, the Rong Shizi in front of him didn't see him in his eyes, he squeezed his palm, there was no real power in the state government, and the name of the state government was empty. He clearly recognized the importance of power, and he was more and more eager. , "How is the county magistrate Anhe?"

Yuwen, "We're not familiar with each other, so don't speak in a misleading tone next time."

After saying that, Yuwen turned around and put it in front of Young Master Gu, nodded to Young Master Gu, and led the girl into the door neatly.

Ming Jia and An Xing looked at each other, and they also entered the mansion gate. Gu Sheng looked at Young Master Zhuo's pale face, and hurriedly followed.

Zhuo Guyu was embarrassed, and no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't stand it. When did the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion suffer from such anger, he quickly got into the carriage and left.

Only Ji Deming was left at the door. He wanted to go to the doorman, but the doorman had already closed the door.

When Zhulan came to Jiang Mansion, Yuwen and several others had already learned to paint in class. She regretted it. She knew that she would not have waited for Li to come with her granddaughter.

Xuemei followed her mother to see the child and went out of her daughter-in-law's yard. Xuemei asked in a low voice, "Mother, Yuwen slapped the face of the son of the prince's mansion. The prince's mansion will not stare at Yuwen anymore."

Zhulan snorted softly, "Power and face, the government will not give up."

Xuemei was a little worried, "It won't be soft, will the Duke's Mansion come up with other ideas? In the future, Yuwen should stay out of the house, and let Mrs. Xiang go to the Hou Mansion to teach them a few."

Zhulan laughed, "This is the capital, and the servants of the Hou Mansion are not easy to buy."

The current security in the capital is the best in the country. There are not even beggars on the streets of the capital. Although it is not possible to keep the house closed at night, it is very safe.

Xuemei was still worried, Zhulan patted her daughter's hand, the people living here are all officials, and the state government dared not.

Zhulan walked a few steps quickly, she was going to see her granddaughter, why did she come to see Jiang Du's son today, or because she knew that Gu Sheng was back today.

In the front hall, there was a screen separating the men and women, Yuwen lay lazily on the table, and there was a little bit of painting, anyway, she was not serious.

The three people on the other side were all focused, and few Zhulan came in and didn't notice.

Zhulan went to the other side of the screen to see her granddaughter, and the girl was about to fall asleep.

Xuemei's eyes were full of helplessness, and she motioned her mother to add some charcoal fire, so as not to freeze her niece.

Yuwen was refreshed when she heard the movement, "Grandma, aunt."

Zhulan sat down, "You're not serious."

Yuwen looked at the screen silently, and she didn't want to either. Whoever arrives first will bring the screen to her uncle. She is very bored here. She can't see the opposite side through the screen.

The movement on one side still disturbed the other side. Ming Jia and An Ying greeted each other, Gu Sheng felt embarrassed, and got up in a hurry.

Zhu Lan motioned, "You guys continue to draw."

Gu Sheng raised his eyes, glanced at the screen, and sat down again, but his heart couldn't calm down. It was an accident that he stayed for the lecture today. He gained a lot, and his eyes fell on the tea cup on the table. He wanted to thank Anhe County several times. Lord, there is no chance.

Gu Sheng lowered her head. She didn't think the county owner treated him any differently. Even if Ji Deming asked him, he didn't have any delusions. He was delusional. The two brothers separated.

The eldest brother is six years older than him, and the eldest brother is like a father. He was not yet a scholar at that time, and the eldest brother needed to serve in the military. He was always worried about his eldest brother, especially the two successive wars in the imperial court. He panicked every day. Down, unfortunately injured leg a little lame.

He is not a talented person, and many people in the village say that he will not marry until the elder brother comes back. If he dares to have delusions like this.

In the Ministry of Accounts, Qiu Yan said without shyness: "There are a lot of people who have come to visit me recently."

"For a vacant position in the Ministry of Accounts?"

Qiu Yan, "Some don't dare to visit you, they basically come to find me."

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "This spring season hasn't started yet, and I haven't made it to the gold list. It seems that everyone has passed the exam."

Qiu Yan offered a cup of tea, "Whoever made the capital lack of space, the Shuji Shi who has finished the Hanlin Academy in the past three years will also have to be assessed. For the sake of the future of the heirs, there is no need to hurry."

Zhou Shuren took a sip of his tea, "You didn't promise what was it?"

"I dare not."

He couldn't go any further. With Zhou Shuren protecting him, he hoped to retire at the Ministry of Housing, but he didn't want to mess around.

Zhou Shuren said quietly: "I will take the assessment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You also want to think a few questions, and wait for the assessment next year to let you come in with your ability."

Qiu Yan laughed, "Okay, then I have to think about it."

Zhou Shuren and Qiu Yan talked for a while, and then came in, "Sir, Duke Yong'an has entered the palace today."

Zhou Shuren was surprised, "The emperor summoned?"

Jin Yan lowered his head, "I don't know, I only know that I was summoned to the palace."

Zhou Shuren squinted his eyes, he was more inclined towards the emperor, the Supreme Emperor would not take the initiative to see Duke Yong'an, and the Supreme Emperor would not give this face.

In the palace, Duke Yong'an has been waiting in silence for half an hour. From the moment he received the decree to enter the palace, he felt a chill in his heart, and his mind was very clear.

Duke Yongan lowered his eyes, wondering why the emperor summoned him.

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