Especially since there is such a big Buddha around here.

"What's the matter, he's here again?"

Shen Qing's resignation was an accident, this time the county official was firm, not once, twice, twice, it was three times, this is the first time, eh?

"Yes, madam, that Song County Commander is here again?"

"Song County Order?" Shen Qingci frowned slightly, this surname reminded her of someone.

"What is the full name of this Song County Commander?"

She was just asking.

"Song Mingjiang," Mu Yang replied with three words, which made Shen Qingci unconsciously hook the corners of his lips.

Oh...... It's really him.

And she really doesn't know when that person became so tough, even if it is so inevitable, even if there are more dangers and obstacles ahead, for the sake of her official luck, even if she gives up this face, she has to persevere.

If you had some perseverance back then, why did you marry someone else?

To sum up, in fact, Song Mingjiang is just an ordinary, he is also an ordinary person who loves himself more than others.

And there seems to be nothing wrong with loving yourself.

"Ma'am, will you see?"

Mu Yang asked Shen Qingci.

"En......" Shen Qingci laughed, but this smile only reached the lips, but it did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Nope."

Mu Yang understood, and then bowed to Shen Qing, and then retreated.

"Lord Song, please go back."

Mu Yang stretched out his hand and gestured with a word of invitation, my master does not want to see Lord Song, as long as Lord Song is really honest and honest, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, but when the master of my family is not there.

Song Mingjiang's heart skipped a beat.

This is a good thing to say, no one in this world wants to, there is such a number one person around him, if he doesn't get it right, it may be the death of the previous county official.

"Lord Song, please go back."

Mu Yang said one more thing, and then he was about to close the door.

"Wait a minute!"

Song Mingjiang hurriedly stepped forward, and also bent his waist slightly, he was modest, and his face was not annoying, I have to say that although Qian hated it, he gave Song Mingjiang a good look.

"Lord Song, please speak."

Mu Yang is still smiling, but there are few lines in the corners of his eyes, and he is not a person who likes to laugh too much.

Xia Guan wanted to ask, "Song Mingjiang bowed again.

"May I ask the master of the house, but which one? Xiaguan happens to be an old acquaintance with Jun Wangfu, but I don't know who the head of the family is? ”

Sen Yang sneered in his heart, when he was stupid?

There is no one in this world who dares to have a relationship with the master of his family, Bijun Wangfu, and who is the master of his family, that is the real royal family, Song Mingjiang is far from it, and he doesn't know who it is involved.

"The head of the family doesn't participate in the affairs of the court, and he doesn't like to make friends, so please go back."

After speaking, he slammed the door and let people close the door, and as a few days ago, he was not polite enough to let Song Mingjiang eat the door again.

Before Song Mingjiang finished speaking, he was locked out of the door, and even this time, he had come more than five times.

Thinking about it, he can't come over anymore, even if he doesn't give up, but he is afraid of being rejected by that one.

What he can do is to be careful, conscientious, and not let others find out his faults, even if that one is the royal family, he can't catch any of his handles.

He turned around and said to the person behind him, go back.

It's just that when the oncoming wind blows on his forehead, it makes his forehead jump from time to time.

He pressed his forehead, and there was a headache.

And sitting on the sedan chair, his heart has never been relaxed, until he returned to the house, he wanted to take a good rest, these years overnight to deal with official business, and then he has eaten several times over there closed-door soup, but also really made him anxious, for the affairs of the house, he also doesn't think much about it, even himself, has never entered the aunt's room, but often takes his daughter to learn calligraphy.

But as soon as he arrived at the mansion, he heard his subordinates say that the old lady was invited.

He had no choice but to turn back and go to the study, which was to find his mother.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Qian sitting on the Taishi chair, and there were also a few girls beating her legs and playing fans, which was indeed a style of an official wife, and she was even more arrogant, but compared with those real ladies in Beijing, she was still not on the stage.

Song Mingjiang knew it clearly, but he couldn't say it, who let this not be someone else, but his own mother, the son is not ugly, even if the Qian family is out of line, this is also his own mother, a filial piety word, it is overwhelmed by him.

What's more, how many years the Qian family has been widowed, everything is for him.

These graces of birth and nurturing are inexhaustible in his life.

"Mother, are you looking for your son?"

Song Mingjiang came over and sat down beside the Qian family.

"Come here."

Qian stretched out his hand, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young girl walked over from the side, with a decent appearance, but no stunning posture.

"Jiang'er, this is Cuiru, what do you think of her?"

The Qian family is satisfied with the women they have selected, this is easy to raise, and this Lao Tzu Niang has given birth to more than a dozen, and the sisters who married this are also a group of children, and the incense of their Song family also depends on her.

Of course, she never thought that it was his son's problem, marrying so many women, but in the end, he didn't even hatch an egg, needless to say, it was all the problem of those women?

After all, Song Mingjiang didn't give birth to an eldest sister, since she can give birth, it is not her son's problem, but someone else's problem? So this woman came into the house one by one, and she also treated Song Mingjiang as a rooster, which was used to hatch eggs.

Song Mingjiang really can't be interested in women now, there have been too many things recently, he hasn't touched a woman's body for a few months, and he is really weak.

"Jiang'er, she will follow you in the future."

Qian did not discuss with her son, but had already decided, she said that staying is to stay, or she has to stay.

"Mother, it's better to stay with you." Song Mingjiang couldn't help but feel a pain in his head again, the pain of twitching his temples made him press his forehead again, it was really a splitting headache.

Stay with me.

When the Song family heard Song Mingjiang say this, how could they be happy.

"Jiang'er, you are in your twenties, but now you don't even have a son-in-law, look at Xiaojunwang, look at Shen Wenhao, these two people grew up with you, but now, they are all sisters-in-law running all over the ground, how can you be worse than them?"

The corners of Song Mingjiang's mouth stiffened slightly, and he suppressed an embarrassment in his heart.

How can he compare to others?