Just when Jiang Chuanxiong's mother, Mrs. Tao, was about to arrive at the door, the door of the Phoenix Residence suddenly opened, and Jiang Chuanxiong walked out of the door and saluted his mother. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and as he always did, he quietly accepted and transformed the circumstances of life, let the desert bloom, and let the creation create the creation.

Old Madam Tao asked anxiously, "Are they all okay?"

Jiang Chuanxiong closed his eyes and sighed, and Fang said softly: "Tang'er, she ...... Dead. ”

Old Madam Tao immediately threw herself into Jiang Yuetang's small bed like a lost soul.

Jiang Chuanlong was stunned, he wanted to say something, but he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything, so he also sighed lightly.

He had always been a little afraid of this cousin.

However, it didn't seem appropriate not to say anything, so he took a few steps forward and said cautiously: "I heard that my nephew and niece's condition has worsened again, so I came to take a look." Then he added: "I didn't expect to meet my aunt at the gate." ”

"Hmm. Come on in. Jiang Chuanxiong answered, turned around and entered the house.

Jiang Chuanlong hurriedly followed in.

At this time, lying on Jiang Yuetang's small bed was Jiang Yueting, who had changed into women's clothes.

Because this pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses already look alike, and now that Jiang Yueting has changed into women's clothes, Mrs. Tao has no doubt about his identity.

"Tang'er, my good grandson!" Mrs. Tao threw herself on Jiang Yueting, who was already unconscious, and cried, so sad that her voice changed.

The people looked inside the door.

They did not dare to go in without the master's permission.

Although Zhen Huiyuan was also very sad, she finally stopped at the moment, so she came over to help Mrs. Tao and let her sit down on the Taishi chair on one side.

Mrs. Tao is sixty-seven years old this year, with sideburns like silver, solemn and noble. She was born in a famous family and has been used to big scenes since she was a child, so even at this age, she still has a magnificent body. At this time, she had calmed down, raised her eyes and said to Zhen Huiyuan: "Sister Tang'er is not what you and I expected, now that it has become a fact, let's do her best about her future." ”

Zhen Huiyuan hurriedly said: "It's all up to my mother. ”

In front of her mother-in-law, she has always been incompetent, although she is actually both assertive and capable.

Mrs. Tao let the housekeeper come in and told her what to do.

When Jiang Chuanxiong came in, he only heard the words "The coffin is to be done by Master Zhang of Fumu Hall, the Dharma is to be done by Master Zhang of the Big Buddha Temple, and the color shed is to be done by Hu Ergou's family", and he knew that Mrs. Tao was already arranging Jiang Yueting's funeral. He involuntarily walked towards the small bed where Jiang Yueting was placed, and looked at Jiang Yueting's little face that had changed color, and grief spread in his heart like a tide.

He half-crouched down and pressed his face against his face, which had no warmth, holding back his tears.

No matter how capable he is, he can't bring the dead back to life.

Emotional.

Jiang Chuanlong leaned over and patted him on the shoulder.

"I hope my brother's festival will change!" Jiang Chuanlong said, his eyes looking at Jiang Yueting on the bed.

Jiang Yueting, who has changed into women's clothes, is already Jiang Yuetang's appearance, and Jiang Chuanlong can't see the flaws no matter how he looks at it.

Jiang Chuanxiong was quite worried that he would see through it, so he said, "Let's go outside and talk." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked ahead.

Jiang Chuanlong glanced at Jiang Yueting again before following his cousin out.

In the corridor, Jiang Chuanxiong carried his hands behind his back and said solemnly: "I heard that you have been very close to Sima Yu's father and son recently. ”

In fact, Jiang Chuanxiong saw it with his own eyes.

He didn't want to talk to Jiang Chuanlong about political affairs at such a moment, but Jiang Chuanlong rarely came here on weekdays, and he was also busy, so it was better to take the opportunity to remind him.

Jiang Chuanlong is extremely capable of handling affairs, but he is too profit-oriented, so he sometimes cannot distinguish his position. Jiang Chuanxiong feared that he would one day be planted on this point.

Jiang Chuanlong was slightly stunned for a moment, and responded: "It's just that I met him in Wanli Tavern the day before yesterday and said a few kind words, and I never took the initiative to communicate with him in private." ”

"You are in your forties, and you have been immersed in officialdom for so many years, you should always know who can be close and who you can't. Jiang Chuanxiong said lightly.

Although the tone was very light, it was still full of deterrence to Jiang Chuanlong's ears.

This cousin seemed to lecture him every time he saw him, which made him quite unhappy.

However, he couldn't argue with him, and had to admit that every reminder he reminded him to wake up and help him recognize something, so even if he was upset, he would still listen respectfully.

After hearing this, he smiled and said, "I know this, brother don't worry." He also said, "My little niece has died, and I am also very sad, so I will go back and talk to my wife, and ask her to come and comfort my aunt and sister-in-law." ”

"There is no need for comfort, just come over on the day of the funeral. ”

"Okay, then I'll say goodbye first, brother take care!" Jiang Chuanlong arched his hand at Jiang Chuanxiong's back and turned to leave.

Jiang Chuanxiong returned to the study.

He wanted to be alone and quiet, and think about how to cultivate Jiang Yuetang next.

Previously, they all educated her with the same way as a girl, but now they want to train her as a boy, which means that she has to make a lot of adjustments.

It's really hard for her. He felt guilty and worried.

Jiang Yuetang was held in her arms by Mrs. Tao like a fragile porcelain, and her heart was beating fast.

Although she is now wearing the clothes that her brother wears on weekdays, although the room full of people regard her as Jiang Yueting, she knows very well in her heart that she is Jiang Yuetang. This is an undeniable fact.

It doesn't happen overnight to adapt to a completely different identity, so she is so nervous at the moment that she doesn't even dare to take a breath.

Mrs. Tao only thought that she was sick and in bad spirits, so she didn't suspect it.

In order to make her happy, Mrs. Tao touched her little face and asked, "Brother Ting'er is hungry, do you want to eat something?"

Jiang Yuetang shook her head.

"Your sister...... No, now you are your father's only seedling, you must be happy and healthy. ”

Jiang Yuetang nodded.

Old Madam Tao smiled and said, "Your father, he cultivated you according to the standards of the first assistant and the first adviser of the Zhao Kingdom. ”

Jiang Yuetang smiled at her.

"So you have to read the books well and do your homework carefully. ”

Jiang Yuetang nodded.

Mrs. Tao asked: "Last month, your father took you into the palace to play, and I heard that Your Majesty also wrote several poems with you, which ones are they?"

Jiang Yuetang was stunned for a moment.

The education formulated by the Jiang family for her is completely different from Jiang Yueting's, so she is only five years old and has not studied poetry, and can barely read a hundred words.

Although she lived for seventeen years in her previous life, she only remembered things related to Wei Qin and her parents, but she had no impression of poetry and songs. It's good now, as soon as the old man Tao came up, he asked this, Jiang Yuetang was dumbfounded and speechless.

But it must be answered, otherwise the old lady should be suspicious.

However, it wasn't her who entered the palace that day, how did she know which poems her brother and the emperor were talking about?

Besides, she hasn't even learned a single poem now, and she can't even read a few poems to fool Mrs. Tao.

Jiang Yuetang was anxious.

Seeing that her face was flushed, as if she was uncomfortable, Old Man Tao hurriedly asked, "Is it that you can't remember it all of a sudden?" It doesn't matter, you think about it first, don't worry." ”

Still thinking about it, obviously I haven't been in contact with it at all, what can I come up with? Jiang Yuetang muttered in her heart, wanting to cry without tears.

Can you tell Mrs. Tao that you have forgotten everything?

No, no, Jiang Yueting's memory when she was alive was notoriously good.

However, if she didn't do that, how would she deal with Mrs. Tao?

In such a hurry, Jiang Yuetang urinated incontinent - her crotch was wet, and even Mrs. Tao's clothes were wet.

Mrs. Tao didn't mind, and hurriedly asked her subordinates to bring the clothes.

She wants to personally help Jiang Yuetang change.

Jiang Yuetang was shocked, couldn't wait to break free of Mrs. Tao's hand, and said with a red face: "Tang...... Ting'er changed it by herself, and she didn't work for her grandmother. With that, she took the clothes from the maid's hand and rushed into the bathroom as if she were running away.

She ran so fast that it made people wonder if this was the baby who had been lying in the hospital bed for ten days.

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