"Yes." Jiang Huan said calmly: "But you have to promise not to make so many things happen to me." If you're like this, I'm afraid your dad will kill me. ”

"Where is that exaggerated." Zhuang Qing was speechless for Jiang Huan's words that I would kill you if you made something happen, in his opinion, Jiang Huan was someone else's child, and it was impossible for Zhuang Zhou to scold anyone.

After all, people have the ability, the strength, the talent, everything. As for himself, he is purely a son who doesn't do his job all day long but likes to visit the Qinglou, and he feels ashamed when he says it.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qing sighed: "I know my father's person, he, take you as an example, be proud of you, and can't wait for me to be your template, how can he scold you?" He just wants to scold, and he should scold me, okay?! ”

"You are his own son, no matter how much he scolds you, he will not see you have an accident. No, your business is that he personally ran into the palace and begged me to help you. ”

"Don't talk about what you have and don't." Zhuang Qing naturally knew that his father was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, what he said on the surface, let himself continue to play, and continue to make a lot of things out, if he helped himself again, he would be a fool.

But what about the facts.

Every time something happens, he is behind his back to help him clean up the mess. Even if you can't clean it up yourself, you will beg people everywhere.

Jiang Huan is a particularly good example.

"Can you just tell me what you're going to do?" Zhuang Qing put his hand on Jiang Huan's shoulder, "Are you going to give this directly to the Lord, or do you threaten Nan..."

"Ahem!" Jiang Huan coughed, signaling to Zhuang Qing that the protagonist of their conversation was still here, don't talk too much, it's not good to make people suspicious.

Although Zhuang Qing likes the Qinglou and the beautiful and moving girls in the Qinglou, he is a person who knows how to measure and can read people's faces, and when he sees Jiang Huan acting like this, he also understands a little: "We have already got the things, Jiang Huan, let's go."

"Okay." Jiang Huan said, getting up from the stool. Then, he looked at Granny Li with a smile: "Mother-in-law, lend me this thing." You can rest assured that it will be back soon, just a little. As for your family, I will help them get revenge and let Nanche get the punishment she deserves, don't worry. ”

"Lord Jiang's identity is precious, and the slave and maid naturally believe in Lord Jiang." Mrs. Li smiled bitterly and said, "Even if you don't believe it, what can you do?" The dog has been dead for nearly half a year, the slave and maid are soft-spoken, and there is a child, and they can't even see the face of the master. ”

"Then I'll thank my mother-in-law here." Jiang Huan bowed, looked at Qianying again, and said, "Qianying, Zhuang Qing, let's go."

"Yes." Qianying gave up his hand and followed Jiang Huan out of here. Then, Zhuang Qing also left with Jiang Huan, leaving only Mrs. Li and his grandson in the house.

"This Master Jiang seems to be capable, I hope he can really rely on a letter to help my son clear his grievances." Mrs. Li said to herself.

The other end.

"With this letter in hand, some things are much easier to do." Jiang Huan touched the letter of the people in his arms with his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint arc, "Qianying, wait a minute, you will accompany me to Nanfu." ”

"Yes." Although Chikage didn't understand what it meant, she agreed.

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Zhuang Qing said kindly, "I remember that you don't seem to have been to Nanfu, his mansion is quite far away from me, and if there is no one to lead the way, you are afraid that you will get lost." ”

"You're going with me?" Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yes, as long as you are not afraid of being beaten out." ”

"If I don't go in, why are you afraid that he will knock me out?" Zhuang Qing smiled back, "Besides, I, like Nan Che, are officials in the imperial court. Moreover, my official character is similar to that of Nanche's Zhongshushe, and those people don't dare to do anything to me when they care about my identity, let alone add fists and kicks. ”

"You can see it." Jiang Huan chuckled, "Since you think it's okay, then I don't have anything to say, let's go." ”

"That's it, let's go!" Seeing Jiang Huan agree, Zhuang Qing showed a faint smile on his face, and just pulled the person out of the house.

Nanfu.

Although Nan Che is a scholar in Wupinzhong, his home is not what a Wupinshe person should be. It's not that he's exaggerating, it's true.

Let's take the analogy of those subordinates, who wear satin clothes. It's not at all like the kind of coarse cloth clothes that ordinary people's subordinates wear. Walking inside, you can see all kinds of rockery, stones, plants, flowers, and unknown birds.

This level of luxury is enough to fight with the Anxian family, who have been wiped out.

The main courtyard of Nanfu.

Nan Che, the owner of Nanfu, is a very thin and small, but he has a pair of thief eyebrows and rat eyes, which makes people want to beat him at a glance. At this time. Nan Che was sitting in the room drinking tea, when he saw his subordinate coming over and told him that Jiang Huan was coming, his brows frowned unconsciously.

"A man who calls himself Jiang Huan wants to see me?"

"Yes." The subordinate said respectfully.

"What does that man look like? Who's with you? Is there anything to prove your identity? ”

"The man was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a white jade crown on his head, a white brocade robe, and a tiger-shaped jade pendant hanging from his waist." The servant thought for a while, and then said: "That boy has a black-clothed guard about seventeen or eighteen beside him, and the black-clothed guard looks very cold, as if someone else owes him hundreds of thousands of silver tickets."

"So exaggerated?" Nan Che sneered: "If this official is not wrong." The cold-faced guard you are talking about is a guard in the Sycamore House where that guy stays. Apart from them, I really can't think of any palace guard who would have a cold face when he visited the minister's house. Come with me to meet him. ”

The subordinate silently listened to Nan Che's complaints, and when he finished complaining, he breathed a sigh of relief and said again: "Yes."

After the two finished speaking, they walked towards the door.

I don't know if I don't know, and I'm scared when I go. The person standing at the door was none other than Jiang Huan himself, as Nan Che thought.

"Nan-sama, don't come unharmed." Jiang Huan saw Nan Che coming, and quickly handed a look to Qianying standing next to him, and the two of them walked in the direction of Nan Che with a smile.

"Master Jiang, don't come unharmed." Nan Che smiled back, but he smiled coldly, "I don't know what the adults are doing when they come to the cold house?" ”

"Naturally, I'm looking for Nan-sama to get down to business." Jiang Huan smiled and quickly changed the topic, "Aren't you going to invite me in?" ”

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