Chapter 19: A Lady of a Good Family
Chu Shancheng sat for a while, ready to get up and leave.
After all, he returned to the capital as a small servant of the Jiangnan Sect Division, and he couldn't stay in the Gu family for too long. Moreover, His Majesty personally demoted him to the Jiangnan Sect Division, and the emperor personally demoted him to slavery, so he couldn't make trouble for the Gu family.
The old man Gu Weijun was reluctant to let his grandson go, and kept hugging him tightly and not letting go, and said something, "If you have the ability, the emperor will come to drag you away, I will fight this old life, and I can't let you go to that kind of pickled place anymore." ”
Chu Shancheng just stroked the old man's back like coaxing a child, "Grandpa, don't worry about me at such an old age, I have already thought of a way, just waiting for an opportunity." ”
"Grandpa, I'm not a child anymore, you have to let me go out to practice by myself."
The old man was a little relieved, and let go of the arm that was holding Chu Shancheng tightly and was as firm as two wires, "Then you have to take advantage of the capital to come and see me more." ”
"Mm-hmm, don't worry, grandpa."
"Besides, even if I don't come, I will even go to the toilet Ji Yuan secretly with me, and you are afraid of losing my news!"
Chu Shancheng smiled dotingly at his grandfather, and he didn't look cold outside.
Gu Weijun waved his hand, "Let's go, I won't keep you anymore, I know your heart has already flown out." When the old man said this, his face was still aggrieved, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.
Chu Shancheng knew that if he didn't leave now, he really couldn't go.
He kissed his grandfather on the forehead and was escorted out of the yard by his two uncles.
Gu Liuying and Gu Liuhui were wearing armor, personally leading the horse for their nephew, and escorting him to the gate of the courtyard, Gu Liuying still couldn't help but open her mouth, "The capital has not been peaceful recently, you have to be more careful." ”
Chu Shancheng immediately hugged his fists for the two uncles, "Thank you for your concern, and my grandfather is at home thanks to the two uncles for taking care of him." ”
Gu Liuhui patted the horse, "Don't worry, his old man has been in good health recently, if you have something, send us a letter, there are two uncles to hold it for you, even if you don't have the identity of a small pavilion elder in this capital, you can still be wild, and no one dares to stop you if you walk sideways." ”
"In the past, it was thanks to the two uncles who took care of the mess for me, uncles take care."
Chu Shancheng clamped the horse's crotch between his legs, and the horse raised its hooves and left the Gu family's compound, leaving a cloud of dust.
After a while, Ji Yuan drove a horse to follow him out of nowhere, and reported the situation to him while following his Chu Gongzi on a galloping horse.
"Childe, I've checked. It turned out that soon after the frost and rain girl of the Beijing Teaching Department went to the prince's house as a guest, she became pregnant, and she had already asked the queen to be locked in a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere. ”
Chu Shancheng didn't have any expression, so he said indifferently, "Okay, I know." ”
Ji Yuan continued, "One more thing, Childe. Several masters of Beizhen Fusi specially set up a table banquet for you in the Huibin Building to celebrate your return to Beijing, will you go? ”
If Chu Shancheng's expressionless face is scary enough, then when he is really angry, and when the corners of his mouth are lowered, he is as terrifying as Lord Yama.
Ji Yuan cautiously glanced at his son-in-law, almost frightened to death.
If you don't go, you won't go, and it's not a banquet set up by him, why should he bear this unbearable suffering, Ji Yuan wants to cry without tears.
Chu Shancheng lowered his voice, and his whole face was blue, "A few masters haven't been under me for too long, and they don't understand the rules at all, right?" ”
"Just tell them that, and they'll take care of the rest."
glanced at Ji Yuan coldly again, "And you, it's okay to get out." ”
Ji Yuan hurriedly gave a flattering look and smiled like a dog's leg, "Young master, leave immediately!" After saying that, he fled with lightning speed, leaving not even a trace of afterimage.
Sometimes Ji Yuan really admires the girl Dong Xiaowan of the Jiangnan Teaching Division, she doesn't feel uncomfortable staying with the young master for so long, and when she secretly protects the young master, she often hides on the eaves and secretly gives her a thumbs up.
This Miss Dong Xiaowan can face the cold face of his son-in-law, and her cold words have not changed.
When Chu Shancheng returned to the capital to teach the Fang Division, Ji Yuan appeared ghostly again, took the reins handed over by his young master, and quietly retreated with his horse.
Ji Yuan's life is too bitter, and he is a complete tool man.
Chu Shancheng rolled up his sleeves because he was riding a horse. Then he stopped riding, and naturally he had to put his sleeves down again.
The cold face, coupled with the neat movements, made the two little guys who were guarding the door in the Beijing Teaching Workshop Division almost stupid.
Is this going to smash the field? If you really make a move, the two of them will be waste, and even Chu Shancheng's punch and kick may not be able to withstand it.
Who would have thought that people really just put down their sleeves.
The first gentleman in the capital is really terrible! It's scary not to speak!
Chu Shancheng walked directly to the backyard where Dong Xiaowan was practicing dance, and the lobby in front of him gradually became lively.
After all, it's almost evening, and it's time for the Workshop Division to come to business.
The lanterns were hung up and candles were lit, and the warblers and swallows were all carrying handkerchiefs, scratching their heads and sitting in the front hall chatting with melon seeds.
The officials hadn't left the hall yet, but they were ready to pick up the guests.
The originally noisy environment completely changed the taste as soon as Chu Shancheng stepped in.
The original girls were half-exposed, touched their hair buns with handkerchiefs, and had half-exposed fragrant shoulders that were charming and moving, anyway, how comfortable everyone was.
Chu Shancheng walked into the lobby, stood at the door and coughed lightly, and the girls' eyes were all attracted.
Everyone is a frequent visitor in the old mansion of Xiaoge, and the poetry meeting and banquet are either to invite this girl or to that girl. But the only serious fireworks venues in the capital are the Beijing Teaching Workshop Division and the Music Workshop Division, and basically all of them have been invited to the banquet of the elder of the small pavilion to drink tea.
also understands Chu Shancheng's temper.
A few disheveled girls immediately put on their clothes, and they couldn't see any flesh. It turned out that it didn't matter if Erlang's legs were crossed, the melon seeds were knocked, and the one who was half leaning on the stool.
All of them were like the ladies of the good family, sitting on the stool in a regular manner, as if waiting for the review, and lowered their heads and didn't even dare to look at Chu Shancheng's face.
Chu Shancheng saw that the out-of-character girls were all dressed neatly, and then took a step through the lobby and into the inner courtyard.
As soon as they stepped out of this outer hall, the girls began to mourn all over the field and began to be hypocritical.
This little pavilion old white has a good appearance, that face is really terrible to sink, and his temperament is even more cold and tyrannical.
Before Chu Shancheng invited them, these girls also passed the buck to each other. They have an unwritten rule that they try their best and never take on the old work of the small pavilion.
This little pavilion doesn't understand any style at all.
If he sees you disheveled or scratching your head, he will throw you with a cold eye, and if the situation is serious, he will be directly kicked out of the house, or even from the Sect Division.
The girls don't understand, what is the point of their existence, those ladies of the family can sit much more dignified than them.
But Xiaoge Lao likes to call them these fireworks willow lane girls, as if only they are in the local poetry club can match the reputation of Xiaoge old gentleman or bully.