Sang Qingrou looked around for Ouyang Shuo's figure, thinking that he abandoned him and left first.

When he found the backyard, he heard the sound of him talking to the old butler. It turned out that he accompanied the old housekeeper in the backyard to burn paper, and by the way, he inquired about the matter between Jiang An and Jiang Li.

If the ancient books are really in the Jiang family, not in the hands of the Qin family, then in the hands of Jiang Li. And the person who knows everything about the Jiang family best is only the old housekeeper.

When the old housekeeper saw that his master had passed away, he was in tears, and he kept kneeling on the ground, his face full of sorrow. While burning paper money, he talked to Ouyang Shuo about the Jiang family's father and son.

Jiang An only has such a child as Jiang Li, who has been spoiled since he was a child.

Jiang Li has been very smart since he was born, and he is still a baby in swaddling clothes, so he is particularly lively. Jiang An also felt at that time that such a smart child, if he taught him well in the future, he would definitely be able to inherit his mantle, and maybe his medical skills would be even more powerful than himself.

But who knows, the smart Jiang Li's interest in medical skills is not at all. The Jiang family has such a good ability, he has no interest in it, but has a soft spot for depicting Danqing.

When he first learned to paint, he liked to paint portraits of his mother, and later, he often painted Danqing of gods and Buddhas for the common people, so the neighbors liked him very much. But Jiang An was very disappointed in such a son, because the child he was looking forward to should have amazing talent in medical skills.

Jiang An began to stubbornly become stubborn, forcing Jiang Li to identify the herbs in front of them, remembering their shape, efficacy, and possible adverse reactions.

In Jiang Li's eyes, these are all boring things. Let him endorse it, and he can draw someone else's appearance out of thin air on paper. Those ingenuity, when used in medical skills, are useless at all.

I don't know how many times, Jiang An quarreled with Jiang Li over this matter.

Burn Jiang Li's paintings and destroy the four treasures of his study, but Jiang Li always has a way to bring back a new set.

Even though Jiang Li's danqing has been recognized by many people, Jiang An still feels that his son is not doing his job. When Jiang Li is older, the father and son will quarrel as soon as they meet, and in the end, Jiang Li simply stays outside every day, sometimes depicting Danqing to people, and when he goes out, he will stay in the restaurant outside.

When he came back, he would bring some things to his mother at most, eat and chat, and as soon as he saw Jiang An, he would walk away.

After a long time, Jiang An didn't want to see this uncompetitive son, and the father and son have been living together awkwardly. Later, Jiang Li stayed in the place of Goolan all day long and never went home. As soon as he started painting, he forgot the time, and he couldn't find him at all, and he was drunk nine out of ten days.

How can Jiang An accept such a lifestyle?

He said that Jiang Li was a demonic barrier. I don't have the ability to make my son sober up. As a result, he became even more obsessed with medical books, saying that he wanted to change Jiang Li's current appearance and let him escape from this pain.

The old housekeeper said of these pasts, and sighed: "The old master has good intentions, but the young master can't understand it. It's like they've had a feud in their last life. Until he died, the young master couldn't understand the master's painstaking efforts. I really don't feel worthy for my lord!"

"The relationship between father and son is so stiff, hasn't it changed?"

"It's only getting stiffer, it's never getting better. Therefore, the prince saw today that the young master was indifferent to the death of the master, as if he was dying someone who had nothing to do with him. I didn't have any feelings, so what kind of sadness to talk about!"

Sang Qingrou looked at Ouyang Shuo quietly, and there was a trace of sympathy in those indifferent eyes, which was really rare.

She coughed twice, and Ouyang Shuo immediately came back to her senses.

"Finished talking?"

"Where's your side?"

Ouyang Shuo got up, said goodbye to the old housekeeper, and left the two families with Sang Qingrou.

When the two men talked about the information they received, the results were similar. This strange and indifferent home, after Jiang An's death, is probably going to be completely dispersed.

In the empty mansion, from now on, I am afraid that only the Qin family and the old housekeeper will be figured.

On the way back, Sang Qingrou sighed: "What's the point of being alive? He was kind to his apprentice, but what happened? The apprentice tortured and killed him. Life is no longer fun!"

"You have a lot of emotions today, and this king thinks that you are in a hurry to leave because you are hungry. ”

didn't mention it, Sang Qingrou didn't feel hungry yet, and as soon as Ouyang Shuo mentioned it, her stomach began to scream.

Sang Qingrou glanced at him: "It's not all you, as soon as I talk about this, I'll be hungry." You have to be responsible! Lord, please eat! I'm too poor to eat outside. ”

Ouyang Shuo looked at the hour, and then nodded, "This hour, it's also time for dinner." For the sake of your hard work today, this king has a treat. ”

In the restaurant, Ouyang Shuo ordered a table full of dishes, even if he didn't have an appetite, he accompanied Sang Qingrou to eat together.

Sang Qingrou was hungry, and she didn't care about her image, so she ate it heavily.

The most expensive restaurant in Yongdu City, of course, the taste of wine and food will not be bad. Sang Qingrou felt delicious everything she ate, and didn't pay attention to Ouyang Shuo's eyes looking at her.

The daughters of famous families in Yongdu City, who eats as little as possible to maintain their image, Sang Qingrou is different. It didn't seem to be any rules, but when he looked at it, he just felt that he was in a good mood. He was not hungry, but he suddenly felt that the dishes on the table tasted good, and he also ate a few chopsticks.

Sang Qingrou realized that he had been looking at herself, so she said: "Don't you eat? What are you doing looking at me? There are no outsiders here, you can also learn from me to eat, very happy." As she spoke, she took a chicken leg to Ouyang Shuo.

Ouyang Shuo frowned: "With your hands?"

"You try what I said first, don't care about your identity and image, and I won't tell anyone else. As he spoke, he stuffed the chicken leg into Ouyang Shuo's hand.

"Take the drumsticks, like I did, and bite down. Then, take another sip of the wine. ”

Ouyang said that he was skeptical, and took a bite according to the method she said, but was disgusted by Sang Qingrou.

"You can't do this, you have to be like me, bite down a little bite. You try again!"

This was the first time Ouyang Shuo had eaten so unruly, but the moment he ate it, he suddenly forgot his identity, as if he was an ordinary person, and he didn't know how to describe that kind of pleasant feeling.

After a meal, Ouyang Shuo had eaten so much for the first time.

On the way back, Sang Qingrou told him: "When there is no one, eat casually." Be a happy person and not be too restricted. ”

The carriage stopped at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Sang Qingrou jumped down with a smile, and waved to Ouyang Shuo: "Thank you for dinner, go back quickly! Have a good rest, I will go back too." Bye-bye!"

As soon as Sang Qingrou turned around, Yin Hao stood behind her, watching her get out of Ouyang Shuo's carriage with a cold face.

At that moment, he clenched his saber and almost turned away.