Jiang Feng was stunned, and after reacting, he quickly put down his burden and leaned over to check the bucket, this look made him angry, both buckets had cracks and kept leaking.

The old immortal must have done it on purpose!

Jiang Fengjin blackened his face, poured two buckets of water into one bucket, and it was less than half a bucket, he carried the water back to the thatched house, and poured the water into the huge water tank in the kitchen with a cold face.

The old gentleman sat on a wicker chair in the courtyard and snickered at his deflated appearance.

Jiang Fengjin ignored the old gentleman, walked outside the fence door, and saw that Feng Lanyu was still studying with an axe, so he threw the wooden barrel, came over and snatched the axe in her hand, and said, "Young lady, sit and rest, I'll do this." ”

Feng Lanyu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Have you picked the water?" ”

Naturally, there is none, but Jiang Fengjin doesn't plan to go again, the old immortal is very bad, isn't it just a roundabout telling him that the bamboo basket is empty?

Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome.

As long as the old gentleman closes the door and ignores them, isn't it okay?

The young lady is right, these hermits are more or less a little sick, it is estimated that they have been stuffy in the mountains for too long, and they have to make all kinds of tricks when they refuse people.

Jiang Fengjin muffled: "Don't be in a hurry to carry water, I'll help you chop the firewood first." ”

Saying that, I really went to chop wood.

The old gentleman saw it in the courtyard, snorted coldly, and ignored them.

Anyway, after chopping firewood for a while, they don't have to come back obediently to fetch water!

It's just that before Jiang Feng entered the side, he heard someone's voice coming: "Ah! Finally found it! Father, you see, the thatched hut must be here! ”

When the two looked back, they saw two well-dressed and extravagant men standing not far away, a middle-aged man with a beard and an elegant face, and a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old with flamboyant eyebrows, both of whom were carrying gift boxes in their hands.

Feng Lanyu glanced at Jiang Fengjin suspiciously, and Jiang Fengjin immediately said in a low voice: "The person who came seems to be the Marquis of Jingning, and he may be the second son of the Marquis of Jingning's mansion." ”

After all, he had seen the eldest prince of the Marquis of Jingning, and it was not so small.

As soon as Feng Lanyu heard this, he thought in his heart, it's over, why did the people from the Marquis of Jingning come here, shouldn't this Wang Xinyue push this recommendation to the two families in order not to offend both sides?

If you really want to investigate it, Wang Shangshu is indeed the Marquis of Jingning's mansion, and she and Jiang Fengjin will be a little embarrassed.

Thinking like this, she glanced back at the courtyard and saw that the old gentleman had not yet noticed that he was making tea alone.

Well, it's okay, don't panic, as long as she handles it quickly, the embarrassment can't catch up with her!

Jingning Hou came with his second son, and he was indeed reminded by the Wang family, but it was not Wang Xinyue, it was Wang Shangshu who met Wang Shangshu when he was in the next dynasty, after all, it was his in-laws, and the two families were close, so Wang Shangshu told him directly.

This is really an unexpected joy, Jingninghou wanted to meet Mr. Zhang Yuanming through Wang Shangshu's recommendation as early as last year, but he has always been concerned about his identity and did not speak.

He also asked his wife to hint at his daughter-in-law, but Wang Xinyue found a reason to refuse, so he didn't say anything more.

After all, once this matter is opened, it will be in front of the in-laws, and this favor will have to be repaid in the future.

Now that Wang Shangshu took the initiative to speak, Marquis Jingning was grateful, and when he returned to the house, he immediately prepared a noble gift, and came with the second son who was still playing crazy on the Keju field.

It's just that Wang Shangshu is not very reliable in the end, and when they came up, they were almost stopped outside the mountain gate.

The guards questioned their identities and didn't let them in at first.

Later, he still moved out of Wang Shangshu's name and gave a lot of money, and the guards reluctantly let him go, in short, it took a lot of effort.

This made Jing Ninghou very unhappy, of course he would not question the character of the Shangshan guards, after all, it was Mr. Zhang Yuanming's subordinates, and the saint's subordinates would definitely not do such a thing for money.

He firmly believed in his heart that it was Wang Shangshu's fault, and said that he would introduce him, but he didn't do a good job, and he didn't even notify the doorman, so that he was a dignified marquis, and he talked to the doorman in a low voice for a long time.

This made the original gratitude in his heart all consumed.

In fact, the guards of Shangshan are also weak-minded, after all, they didn't inquire about which Hou Mansion they made an appointment today, so they let the people from the Wenchang Hou Mansion go, and now they see that the Wenchang Hou Mansion must have taken advantage of the loophole and deceived them.

This is really cunning enough, and they don't dare to say it, after all, this is their fault, and they can only suffer this dumb loss.

The father and son of Jingning Hou didn't know Feng Lanyu, nor did they know Jiang Fengjin, and they didn't know that the people from the Wenchang Marquis Mansion were coming when they went up the mountain, and when they saw a pair of young men and women standing outside the thatched house, they couldn't help but guess the relationship between these two people and Mr. Zhang Yuanming.

Could it be the old gentleman's maid and scholar?

Mr. Zhang Yuanming, who is worthy of being known as the prime minister of the mountains, even the attendants around him are handsome and have an extraordinary temperament, and he has the style of everyone when he looks at it, and there is no humble cowardice of the low-level waiters at all.

Jing Ninghou carefully looked at the pair of men and women, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling that the temperament of those two people was really good, even more stable and dignified than his second son.

The more I looked, the more I wanted my son to worship that old Mr. Zhang as a teacher, so that he could teach this naughty child well.

After the second son of the Marquis of Jingning's Mansion saw Feng Lanyu, his eyes lit up, and he said to the Marquis of Jingning: "Father, who is that person?" Isn't it Mr. Zhang's maid? ”

Jing Ninghou reprimanded in a low voice: "You give me some restraint!" If he is willing to take you as an apprentice, you will definitely have a great future in the future. ”

The second son of the Marquis of Jingning didn't think so, Zhang Yuanming's old man had half his foot in the coffin, even if he was really willing to accept apprentices, how many years could he teach?

He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, but his eyes were still staring at Feng Lanyu.

Jiang Fengjin put down the axe, frowned at the two people who were getting closer and closer, and then turned his head to look at Feng Lanyu: "Young lady, what are we going to do now?" ”

Feng Lanyu also frowned, hesitated, and said, "Respond to all changes with no change, let's see what they say first." ”

Jingninghou stepped forward with his son and said very politely: "In Zhaozhuang, Marquis of Jingning, I specially came here today with my son to visit Mr. Zhang, I don't know if Mr. Zhang is there?" ”

Feng Lanyu: "......"

Jiang Fengjin looked at Jingninghou with a complicated expression, and always felt that his attitude was not right?

Seeing that neither of them made a sound, Jing Ninghou frowned slightly, Mr. Zhang's people, shouldn't be so rude, could it be that he came here today, it was too abrupt?

Or did Wang Shangshu not help him introduce him?

At this time, the second son of the Marquis of Jingning hurriedly stepped forward and said to Feng Lanyu with a smile: "My surname is Zhao Yuen Long, and I took the liberty to come here with my father today, and I am disturbed a lot, I don't know if I can bother my sister to help spread the word?" ”

Zhao Yuanlang stared at Feng Lanyu, his eyebrows were flamboyant, and he smiled gracefully.

Feng Lanyu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, very kind, she said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”