Chapter Twenty-Three: Chrysanthemums

Jiang Zhenchuan has been staying in his ancestral hometown of Hubei with Mrs. Zhenguo, even if he has been to the capital a few times, he is always in a hurry.

Although he knew that his grandmother was friendly with the old Yongxing Marquis, he had never gone to the Yongxing Marquis Mansion to pay respects, and naturally he had never met this young son of the Yongxing Marquis Mansion.

When they moved to the General's Mansion, he also listened to the people around him.

He only knew that the Yongxing Hou had passed away, and the Yongxing Hou Mansion could only rely on a young and only seventeen-year-old little prince, and the little prince who was not as weak as the crown was also pitiful.

However, no matter how Jiang Zhenchuan thought about it, he couldn't imagine the appearance of this prince of the Hou Mansion.

is obviously a man, but his lips are red and his teeth are white, like a glutinous rice dumpling, which makes people can't help but want to pinch and touch.

Obviously she is seventeen years old, she looks like she is fifteen or sixteen years old, and her body is weak, if it weren't for the fact that her temperament is completely different from that of a woman, and she looks quite heroic, he may really look at the wrong eye and regard this little world as a woman......

Jiang Zhenchuan is a serious and cold person, Xu is influenced by Mrs. Zhenguo, and he has the temperament of a military general, and he is also resolute in his work.

But I don't know why, when he saw this little world, his heart couldn't help but soften.

Jiang Zhenchuan strode up to Shen Yuntang and personally reached out to help her up.

"Xiao Shizi doesn't need to be polite, I heard my grandmother say about you a long time ago, today I finally saw the real person, how old I am to be you, if you don't dislike it, just call me Brother Jiang."

Shen Yuntang was slightly stunned, before she came, she had already asked Chen Shao to inquire about the temper of this marquis of Zhenguo.

It is said that he has a hard and cold personality, is very principled, and is upright, but he is not easy to approach, it is best not to have a relationship with this Pan, otherwise it will only be himself who will be embarrassed.

Chen Shao is not blindly probing, basically the truth rate of the information he gives is more than eighty percent.

But when they met like this, Shen Yuntang didn't find out where this Zhenguo Marquis was difficult to get along with, didn't he still call her brother and brother intimately?

Is there really something wrong with intelligence?

Shen Yuntang is not so stupid that she doesn't know current affairs, she is not as old as Jiang Zhenchuan, and she should be called big brother, and she will not lose a piece of meat.

Immediately, she said unceremoniously: "In this case, Brother Jiang will call me by my name in the future!" ”

She hasn't tied her crown yet, she doesn't have words.

Jiang Zhenchuan's resolute face had a hint of softness, and he reached out to invite Shen Yuntang to the backyard.

At this time, Mrs. Zhenguo was already waiting in the backyard.

Wing Chun, Chen Shao and others followed behind Shen Yuntang.

When Jiang Zhenchuan and Shen Yuntang walked side by side towards the backyard, Chang Suishuangcheng, who was beside Jiang Zhenchuan, reacted and hurriedly followed.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with the Hou Ye today.

He grew up with Hou Ye since he was a child, and he knows best what Hou Ye's personality is.

He doesn't like to communicate with people, and his temper is like a stinky stone, and he has a cold face when he sees anyone, and if others don't take the initiative to contact him, he will never contact others.

Even in the army, there are often colleagues who are half angry with him.

But today, the Hou Ye seems to have taken the wrong medicine, not only took the initiative to show friendship with the prince of the Yongxing Hou Mansion, but even opened his mouth to call this little prince a brother!

Such care, as if this little prince is the brother of the Hou Ye......

Shuangcheng really doesn't understand the mind of today's Hou Ye, is it because of the tender skin of this little man?

Thinking of a possibility, the pair shook their heads and "bah" twice.

How is it possible, their Hou Ye is a mighty and brave man!

In the future, I will marry a noble girl from a high family and give birth to ten or eight young masters and young ladies.

Thinking of this, Shuangcheng couldn't help but set his eyes on the back of the little prince of the Yongxing Marquis Mansion.

This little prince is not very tall, and their Hou Ye is standing aside and is more than half a head taller than her.

She is a little thinner than ordinary men, I heard that this little man has not been healthy since he was a child, and now that he looks at it, he must be right outside.

However, she has an elegant temperament, and her smile makes people feel like a spring breeze, and her personality can still be so optimistic and cheerful when her family suffers from this change, which is admirable.

After such observation, Shuangcheng's impression of Shen Yuntang has changed a little.

At this time, it is autumn, it is a good time to enjoy chrysanthemums, the general's mansion is exquisitely arranged, at this time there are clusters of chrysanthemums blooming in the back garden, exuding a faint refreshing fragrance in the slightly cold autumn breeze, but it is very eye-catching.

Shen Yuntang couldn't help but look at it twice.

Jiang Zhenchuan on the side noticed her movements, and his face softened again, "Ah Tang likes chrysanthemums? ”

Shen Yuntang's body stiffened.

It's good if she were a pure ancient, when she mentions a sentence, she will only think of the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju, but she has been poisoned by modern information.

Jiang Zhenchuan said that chrysanthemums would only make her hips tight......

Jiang Zhenchuan didn't hear her answer, and thought that she was a little shy when she first came to the house, so he continued: "My sister and I also like chrysanthemums, Ah Tang, you look at the cosmos over there, or I cultivated it myself, if you like it, I'll give you a few pots when you go back." ”

Shen Yuntang: ......

Shen Yuntang felt that if she didn't refuse the kindness of the Marquis of Zhenguo now, the carriage would probably be full of chrysanthemums when she left......

She wants to cry in her heart without tears, uncle, she keeps going to the grave!

"Thank you Brother Jiang for your kindness, these chrysanthemums are indeed beautiful, but unfortunately there is no one in the younger brother's family who is proficient in taking care of them, so don't waste them."

Jiang Zhenchuan frowned slightly, he didn't hear the meaning of Shen Yuntang's refusal, but he was inexplicably irritable in his heart.

"It's just a few pots of chrysanthemums, if Ah Tang doesn't like it, it's okay to give it away."

Well, this big brother is quite tough, and Shen Yuntang doesn't want to dwell on this issue with him here.

Just a few pots of chrysanthemums, people want to send them!

When the time comes, it's okay to play with the sisters at home.

While talking, the two of them had already walked outside the main courtyard where Mrs. Zhenguo lived.

At the gate of the courtyard, Mama Zheng had already waited with someone.

Seeing people coming this way from afar, she immediately sent the little girl next to her to report it.

Mrs. Zhenguo and Jiang Zhongwei were overjoyed when they heard the news.

Jiang Zhongwei looked in the direction of the courtyard gate with some eagerness, and her pale cheeks turned two more shades of red, making her complexion look a lot better.

Mrs. Zhenguo saw all this in her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

"Grandmother, I don't know what has become of the elder brother of the Shen family after so many years." Jiang Zhongwei said nervously.

Mrs. Zhenguo smiled secretly, "Ah Wei, don't worry, I'll see you soon." ”

Jiang Zhongwei was stunned, and then she realized that her grandmother was making fun of her, and her eyes suddenly had a trace of annoyance.

She said coquettishly, "Grandmother! ”

At this time, there was a voice at the gate of the courtyard, and Mrs. Zhenguo hurriedly comforted her granddaughter, "Look, it's coming!" ”