Yan Qi nodded slowly, frowned when he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Isn't she discussing marriage with the Liang family in Jiangnan?" If you marry Jiangnan in the future, who will accompany you to relieve your boredom? ”

Jiang Lingran was a little surprised, the matter of Wan Qianqian and Liang Xiuhong's marriage was not spread, how did he know?

suddenly remembered that he and Wan Jingxi were on good terms, and it must have been Wan Jingxi who told him.

Listening to his words, he compared thousands of thousands of people to a boredom, and suddenly he couldn't cry or laugh.

Yan Qi thought about it and said, "Do you think Liangyi is making trouble?" ”

Jiang Lingran was surprised by his topic, shook his head a little confused, and said, "No." ”

Yan Qi nodded thoughtfully.

Now that he has met it, Jiang Lingran wants to ask about the things in his heart.

But thinking of the last time he locked him in the cabinet, he was so angry that he was about to explode, she was a little afraid to do so.

I don't know if it's deflated?

"That." She pondered her words.

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at her suspiciously: "Which one?" ”

Jiang Lingran met his eyes, coughed lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still angry?" ”

Yan Qi squinted, and the corners of his lips hooked up a faint smile: "I just forgot, I remembered your question again." As she spoke, she immediately showed a look of annoyance.

He couldn't hold back his laughter when he looked at it.

Leaning back in the chair, he deliberately straightened his expression and said, "I'm not angry, what do you want to ask, say it boldly." ”

He asked her so seriously that she didn't want to ask seriously.

chatted about family life with nothing to do, and mentioned the birthday of King Wen'an by the way.

"What birthday gift did you give?"

Yan Qi took two walnuts from the plate and played with them in his palm, and said, "I didn't send them." ”

Jiang Lingran was surprised: "Didn't send it?" ”

Yan Qi looked at her round eyes, and the cold and calm expression in Su Ri was no longer there.

He felt comfortable in his heart, and said with a smile: "What are you so surprised about? ”

said and explained: "I haven't seen him, and he doesn't know who I am, what am I sending him for?" ”

Jiang Ling was clear.

He had no intention of getting involved in the war over that man, and it was in line with his position to do so.

Besides, in his mind, King Wen'an was just an inconsequential stranger.

If there is no accident, he will never see each other in his life.

It's a strange thing that he gave a congratulatory gift.

"What about the princes? What was sent? ”

Yan Qi said casually: "It's probably all common etiquette." ”

When Jiang Lingran heard his tone, he knew that he hadn't asked about it.

Naturally, I can't ask for the congratulatory gift from the king of letters.

Yan Qi saw that her expression became sluggish, and he twisted his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Why does Ruzhou look like a catastrophe is coming?

Jiang Lingran came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'll ask casually." ”

Yan Qi knew that she was not the one who could let her tell everything without reservation.

Therefore, although there were doubts in my heart, I didn't ask much.

After returning home, he immediately sent someone to check on King Wen'an's recent movements.

Could it be that he did something to threaten Jiang Ji, otherwise why was Jiang Lingran so nervous?

After thinking about it, I asked people to inquire about the congratulatory gifts of the crown prince and the princes

The fourteen shops in the capital of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion all had problems overnight.

There were even two lawsuits, and the shopkeeper and all the guys were in prison.

When the shopkeepers came, Mrs. Hou was doing her morning class.

Wen Yin quietly entered the small Buddha hall, came to the futon and knelt down, looked at the old lady who closed her eyes and recited the scriptures, she said softly and respectfully: "Old lady Hou, there is an accident in the shop, and the shopkeepers are now coming to you for advice." ”

The twisting Buddha beads in Mrs. Hou's hand did not stop, and her eyes did not open, but she frowned slightly.

Wen Yin knew that Mrs. Lao Hou didn't like to be disturbed when she was reciting the scriptures, and now seeing her show such a look, she suddenly felt terrified.

In the flower hall, more than a dozen shopkeepers gathered.

This kind of scene, even at the end of each year, the accounts have never been so complete.

Everyone was stunned when they met, and after asking carefully, they learned that all fourteen shops had big problems without exception.

No matter how coincidental it is, there is no such coincidence.

Someone must be secretly dealing with the Pingsu Marquis Mansion and using these shops!

If it is not their problem, then Mrs. Hou is not to blame for holding them accountable.

Thinking like this, my hanging heart relaxed.

Humbly sat down with each other.

And because I was worried early in the morning, I was thirsty and hungry at this time, and I couldn't help but eat and drink when I looked at the tea and snacks on the table.

When Mrs. Lao Hou came in, she saw that the twelve circle chairs on the left and right sides of the flower hall were full of people, all drinking tea and eating snacks, how comfortable they should be.

Is this what happens after something big happens?

Mrs. Lao Hou sank her face and entered the flower hall without saying a word.

When everyone saw Mrs. Lao Hou, they hurriedly put down the refreshments in their hands and got up to salute.

Mrs. Hou hummed lightly and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Everyone scrambled to talk about what was happening in the shop they were in charge of.

Looking at the chaotic people surrounding her, Mrs. Hou shouted angrily: "Shut up! ”

The noisy and noisy flower hall was suddenly as silent as night.

Seeing that Mrs. Lao Hou's face was full of coldness, everyone felt suffocated, quietly retreated, and stood aside respectfully, not daring to say anything more.

Mrs. Hou's eyes swept over them like knives, and she suppressed her anger and said: "One by one, they are all old shopkeepers who have been doing it for more than ten years, and now they are in a hurry when they encounter something the size of a sesame seed?" ”

When they heard this, their heads drooped lower.

It's just that I slandered in my heart, and the current situation really can't be summarized with "sesame size".

One is not good, but it will all be closed.

The housekeeper Zeng Da listened to these shopkeepers before Mrs. Hou came.

Seeing that Mrs. Hou was upset and irritable by the noise, she hurriedly stepped forward and briefly explained the situation, and added at the end: "Mrs. Hou, the current situation seems to be someone deliberately playing tricks." ”

Mrs. Hou's face became solemn.

The slightly cloudy cold eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said uncertainly: "Jiang Ji? ”

Zeng Da also thought so in his heart, and when he heard it, he said, "It's probably him." ”

and his whip before leaving, almost whipped Meng Zhipei to death.

But who knew that Meng Zhipei was really not afraid of death, and when his injuries were healed, he would go out and make a mistake.

These three times and four times to block Jiang Lingzhi, Jiang Ji is afraid that he has the heart to kill!

Yutangchun's incident, Jingzhao Mansion played a round from it, and they also came to the door to apologize, so it is said that this matter is in the past.

But Jiang Ji is so good at protecting calves, he can't do things because of his bad reputation, but he must be indignant in his heart.

It's not easy to do anything on the surface, but you don't have to worry about it secretly!

These fourteen shops collectively have problems, and the time is so coincidental, it is enough to prove it!

Mrs. Lao Hou is naturally not the master who was beaten in vain.

When even sent Zeng Da to Erhe Street.

Uncle Wen watched the dozens of people approaching, and while sending someone to deliver the news to Jiang Lingran, he sent someone to guard the gate.