Chapter 203: Birthday (Page 1/1)

Seeing that Jiang Ancheng couldn't hide his excitement, Jiang Ru smiled and asked, "Father has a happy event?" ”

"I can't talk about happy events, but I want to hear what you mean." Jiang Ancheng said reservedly.

"Father, you speak."

"What do you think of you Zhen Shibo?"

This was asked abruptly, and Jiang seemed to be truthful: "Zhen Shibo is a rare good official, and his character and ability are admired by his daughter. ”

Looking at his daughter, Zhen Shicheng asked reluctantly: "Then would you like to marry into his family?" ”

"What?" Jiang seemed to be completely stunned.

"Today, Lord Zhen invited me to tea, and I intend to ask you to marry you for my eldest son......"

Jiang seemed to listen silently, and inexplicably thought of the young man he met in the mountains and forests, and that young man came to her house with Master Zhen not long ago. Now that I think about it, the boy didn't look like a little guy at all.

Thinking of this, Jiang seemed to have a heartbeat: Could he be the eldest son of Lord Zhen?

This coincidence made her feel a little complicated.

"What do you mean?" After Jiang Ancheng finished speaking, he looked at Jiang with anticipation.

Although his daughter will feel disappointed if he nods, he seems to be unhappy if he refuses.

The Zhen family is indeed a good family affair.

Jiang seemed to be obviously aware of Jiang Ancheng's expectation, and this expectation made her feel heavy.

At her age, getting married seems to be something that can't be avoided.

Jiang seemed to be silent for a long time, so that Jiang Ancheng faintly felt that something was wrong: "It seems that you don't want to?" ”

"My daughter doesn't want to say goodbye for the time being." Jiang seemed to hang his head in shame.

She knew in her heart that this was embarrassing her father.

When she reaches this age, when she encounters a family that is suitable in all aspects, it seems that she should marry happily, otherwise she will be willful and don't know what to do. And her father can be considerate of her, but he is actually one in a million elders.

"That's it, that's it, it seems that if you don't want to marry now, then you won't marry, and the family can't afford to support you, don't frown at the little girl's family." Jiang Ancheng saw Jiang's guilt and anxiety, and said busily.

"Father, I-" Jiang seemed to be moved in his heart, but his mouth was clumsy.

Jiang Ancheng looked at his daughter, who was becoming more and more like his deceased wife, and sighed long: "People, you really can't marry in a daze." ”

It is not easy for a person to meet a happy person in his heart, and he hopes that his daughter can meet such a person. Of course, that person must also be so pleasing to his daughter, otherwise he will not agree to let his daughter be rare.

"On the Zhen family's side, when you turn back to be your father, you will make it clear." Jiang Ancheng patted Jiang with relief, "Go back." ”

Zhen Shicheng got Jiang Ancheng's reply, sighed deeply, and said to Mrs. Zhen: "It seems that Heng'er and Miss Jiang have no fate, it's a pity." ”

Mrs. Zhen wrinkled her eyebrows when she heard this: "The Jiang family is not happy?" ”

Zhen Shicheng smiled bitterly: "I said that I just quit my marriage, and my daughter doesn't want to renegotiate her marriage too early, and wants to stay for another two years." ”

"If you're not happy, can we still catch up?" Although Mrs. Zhen felt a little regretful, for a mother, it was a big deal for others to look down on her precious son, and the good impression she had for Jiang in the silver building suddenly disappeared.

Hmph, her son is so good that he can't look at it, it can be seen that he is blind.

Mrs. Zhen was not happy in her heart, and naturally she didn't have a good face for Zhen Shicheng who provoked this matter: "If you don't succeed, you can't do it, why are you still here if you don't go to the front yamen?" ”

"Heng'er—"

"Whoever picks the head will say." Mrs. Zhen didn't have a good airway.

Zhen Shicheng paced to Zhen Heng's study.

The door of the study was slightly closed, and from the gap, you could see that Zhen Heng was sitting in front of the bookcase and looking at something seriously.

"Ahem." Zhen Shicheng coughed vigorously.

Zhen Heng stuffed the scroll into the dark grid with lightning speed, got up and walked to the door: "Why is my father here?" ”

Thinking of a possibility, the young man's heart became hot, and the roots of his ears slowly turned red.

Zhen Shicheng saw it in his eyes, and his heart that had been tempered for thousands of years was actually a little sad.

He seems to have pitted his son.

He was silent for a while before he spoke: "You can forget about the Jiang family." ”

Zhen Heng was stunned.

Zhen Shicheng patted Zhen Heng's shoulder vigorously: "I will meet a more suitable one in the future." Ahem, my father is not good at this, so let your mother be the master in the future. ”

The first time he pulled the red line, he killed his own son half-dead, he still honestly focused on solving the case, and sure enough, he specialized in the art industry.

The blood on Zhen Heng's face gradually faded, and his pale lips curled slightly: "My son knows." ”

"Heng'er—"

Zhen Heng smiled: "Don't worry, father, my son is fine." ”

Zhen Shicheng wanted to persuade him again, but he felt that it was unnecessary to say too much, so he finally touched his beard and walked away quickly with his hands behind his back.

Ahem, it's good that it's a leather boy, and it's okay to take a little hit.

Zhen Heng silently watched Zhen Shicheng go away, until he couldn't see the figure, he closed the door of the study, and silently walked back to the bookcase to take out the painting.

The girl in the painting is lifelike, and looking at her like this, it seems that you can smell the fragrance of grass in the mountains and forests.

Zhen Heng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, not heartbreaking, but it was really painful.

Stretching out his hand, his fingertips swept over the delicate eyebrows and eyes of the girl in the painting, and Zhen Heng smiled silently and bitterly.

It seems that he is not good enough to get into the eyes of other girls.

Well, in that case, he won't force it.

Zhen Heng picked up the painting and prepared to tear it apart, but he made this action and stopped.

After looking at the scroll for a while, Zhen Heng was reluctant to tear it up after all, and silently hid the painting in the deepest part of the dark grid.

Soon it was the day of the birthday of the old lady Yininghou, the grandmother of Jiang.

On this day, Jiang Ancheng packed up and rushed to Yining Houfu with Jiang Ru's brother and sister.

The Yining Marquis Mansion is hereditary, and Jiang's grandfather has some weight in Emperor Jingming's heart, and the scenery is different from that of Dongping Bofu. Today, the gate of the Hou Mansion of Yining is very lively, and the carriages and horses that came to congratulate the old lady of the Hou of Yining on her birthday are lined up on the street.

Jiang seems to have often come to Yining Houfu to live in the past.

At that time, she disliked the decline of the Bofu, envied the scenery of the Hou Mansion, and even thought that it would be good if she were a girl from the Hou Mansion of Yining.

Because my heart yearns for it, I can't help but linger.

But since he was reborn, Jiang seems to have no such mood.

Although her grandmother still loves her, what other people think, she has understood a long time ago when she is not an innocent girl.

Before getting out of the carriage, Jiang Zhan whispered: "Fourth sister, the eldest sister will come today, I don't know if I have a chance to talk to her at that time, you remember to say hello to the eldest sister for me first." ”

"Second brother, don't worry, I will."

"That's okay, my father and I will go over there first, if you have something, let Ah Man think of it."

"Second brother, go quickly, don't worry about me."

The carriage drove directly to the second gate, and when it reached the second gate, the carriage stopped, and Jiang seemed to be led in by the maid of the Hou Mansion as soon as he got out of the carriage, and got together with the sisters of the same generation.

"Fourth sister." A gentle voice that couldn't hide the surprise came.

Jiang seemed to follow the prestige, and at a glance saw the eldest sister Jiang Yi, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

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