In the evening, the Jingshi is exceptionally quiet.

General Zhenyuan's mansion is full of lights, the door of the house is pasted with the bright red word "Xi", as soon as the servants are guarding the door, they listen to a burst of "da-da" horses' hooves, everyone looks at it, they see a light horse from far to near, the man in front of him is in his thirties, dressed in military uniform, his eyes show a majestic color, seeing this, the housekeeper guarding the door jumped eyelids, immediately greeted him, and saluted the man on the horse, "Greetings to the general." ”

Wan Chongshan's eyes were dark, and he glanced at the General's Mansion, and before he could speak, the housekeeper was already speaking; "General Rongyu, Young Master Zi'an is seriously ill, and the old lady has no choice, so she plans to rejoice for the young master."

Hearing this, Wan Chongshan turned over and dismounted, and suddenly an attendant stepped forward and took the reins for him, Wan Chongshan kept walking, walking towards the house, and the housekeeper trotted all the way to follow behind him.

"When?" Manju Mountain opened.

"Young Master Zi'an has been unconscious since last night, and the old lady wants to marry a daughter-in-law for Young Master Zi'an as soon as possible according to folk customs.

"Which lady is you?" Wan Chongshan asked again.

"General Hui is the daughter of Chen Shilang's family."

"Chen Shilang?" Wan Chongshan's voice was low, "The waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Chen Jinzhong?" ”

"General Hui, exactly."

"The Chen family is willing to marry their daughter?" Wan Chongshan's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, Wan Zi'an was in a dangerous condition this time, and it had reached the point where the medicine stone was spiritual, so good, who was willing to push his daughter into the fire pit?

"The general doesn't know, this Chen Shilang's family has two daughters, and this time she married a concubine born to a concubine, and I heard that she has never been favored in the Chen family." The housekeeper 1510 told Wanzhongshan everything he knew.

"No wonder." Wan Chongshan spit out two words, and after finishing his words, he didn't say anything more, and strode towards the hall.

The hall was also very festively arranged, Mrs. Wan sat on the main seat, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, and the people in the room were trembling, and they didn't even dare to come out.

The old lady is in her sixties this year, and although she is pampered on weekdays, she still shows a little old, especially when she is worried about her grandson's illness recently, and she is even more tired.

Seeing her son coming, Mrs. Wan hurriedly stood up and said in a dumb voice; "Chongshan, you're back."

"Mother." Wan Chongshan hugged his fists and saluted his mother, and Mrs. Wan looked at her son in front of her and immediately ordered; "In a while, the bride will enter the door, you quickly change your clothes, so that you can worship Zi'an."

Hearing this, Wan Chongshan suddenly felt ridiculous in his heart, "The mother urgently summoned her son back to the house, just for this matter?" ”

"Zi'an's illness really can't wait, except for Zi'an, there is only one adult male in our family, why can't you go to the church for Zi'an?" Old Madam Qin was anxious in her heart, and couldn't help but beat the crutches in her hand, making a dull sound on the ground.

Wanzhongshan's black eyes are deep, only the way; "Mother, Zi'an is my own nephew."

"So what? It's expedient, we don't have to worry about these false courtesies, you only have such a nephew, is it possible that you have to watch Zi'an die early, and you are willing? ”

Mrs. Wan's voice trembled, and as soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Looking at his mother's tears, Wan Chongshan was helpless, and saw his sister-in-law supported by the maid and rushed over from outside.

"Sister-in-law!" Wan Chongshan's heart sank, and he immediately wanted to help Ning up, but Ning still knelt there and grabbed the corner of his clothes.