Chapter Ninety-Seven: To Maple Forest Road

Jiang Yan's eyes were condensed for a few minutes, thinking that Xie Changyu even knew about Du Qingsong, how could it be the waste material lady of the Xie family in Jiangnan?

He put one hand on the hidden button on his chest, touching the warm hard object inside, and the corners of Jiang Yan's mouth slowly smiled.

At this place, Du Qingrao didn't know whether Xie Changyu was sincere or intentional, he restrained the stiffness on his face and explained: "Madame doesn't know, my brother in the family was seriously ill a few months ago and died without healing. ”

After speaking, the feminine man sighed softly, trying his best to hide the grief in his heart.

Xie Changyu sneered in his heart, he had heard Du Qingsong talk about the third brother in the family before, he was cold and gloomy but could speak well, I was afraid that Du Qingsong's death would have nothing to do with this Du Qingrao.

She found that in this kind of scene, the arrogant and domineering nature of the original owner could be displayed to her heart's content!!

Xie Changyu turned sideways and looked at the beautiful women coldly: "Raise your head." ”

The woman trembled and looked up cautiously, but before she could see Xie Changyu's face clearly, she was knocked over her head by a fierce gust of wind.

Not to mention the officials present, even Du Qingrao was a little shocked, and even more couldn't hold his face.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, Xie Changyu beat the person sent by Du Qingrao, didn't he just slap him in the face in public?

"Hmph, you want to contaminate my husband like this, get out!" she said coldly, judging the two of them.

Those women were also professionally trained, and they were pitiful on the surface, but their heads were not simple. Although approaching Jiang Yan is a task assigned by the master, since seeing Jiang Yan, who doesn't want to let the prime minister pay attention to him.

If you mix well in the Prime Minister's Mansion, maybe you can stay and be a concubine.

The woman named Xiangxiang immediately knelt down, raised her head and said, "Madam, how dare the slaves and maids have such thoughts? The slaves and maids just want to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion and serve tea and water to the Lady and the Prime Minister, and be an ordinary maid." ”

Several other women also knelt down in unison and kowtowed to Xie Changyu.

At this time, everyone's eyes when they looked at Xie Changyu had changed, and they only felt that this lady was beautiful, but she was a little jealous~

Xie Changyu smiled and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yan: "Husband~, do you say that our Prime Minister's Mansion still lacks a foot-washing maid?" I think this little girl is good, so I simply accepted her, and the rest will be returned to this Lord Lu intact." ”

Poof!

Xuanyi's paralyzed face couldn't be stretched, washing her feet, she had to think of it!

Jiang Yan said: "Okay, it's all up to Mrs. to arrange." ”

Xiangxiang's face is not very good, but compared with other pale sisters, she can successfully enter the Prime Minister's Mansion and save her life.

Faced with this situation, Du Qingrao gave the remaining women to several officials at the moment.

At the end of a farce, just when the officials wanted to discuss the disaster relief funds with Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan suddenly got up: "Everyone, let's stop here today, if there is anything else, the court will discuss it again tomorrow." ”

He greeted Xie Changyu: "Madam, didn't you say the day before yesterday that you wanted to see the beautiful scenery of Fenglin Road? ”

Outing?

Xie Changyu didn't understand Jiang Yan's brain circuit, in order to show the harmony between husband and wife, she still held Jiang Yan's hand with her backhand: "Okay!

The remaining group of court officials looked at each other.

Finally, someone sighed: "Xiangye is a little afraid!"

"It depends, it's pretty similar. ”

"Well, what do you say is all this? In this case, aren't we going to go for nothing?"

Only Du Qingrao didn't speak, his narrow eyes swept over the women, and he brushed his sleeves away.

After Xuanyi left the minister to see off the council hall, he went to Beiyuan to find Jiang Yan to report.

......

Out of the courtyard of the council hall, Xie Changyu immediately changed his face and withdrew his hand, his palm still had the temperature of Jiang Yan, which made Xie Changyu not want to admit the warmth.

Jiang Yan felt that his palms were empty, and when he looked back and saw Xie Changyu's disgusted expression, he smiled lightly.

When he arrived at the three forks, Jiang Yan didn't go to the north courtyard, Xie Changyu looked at his steps suspiciously, his expression was stunned, and asked, "Why are you going to my Agarwood Garden?"

"Help you pack your things. Jiang Yan said lightly.

Xie Changyu stopped his steps, and didn't forget to grab Jiang Yan's cuffs: "Wait, what did you say?"

Jiang Yan was very patient, and said again: "Okay, I'll accompany you to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Fenglin Road today." ”

"What Fenglin Dao!" Jiang Yan," Xie Changyu's words were quite serious: "There should be a big incident in the imperial court, at this time, you don't concentrate on your career, and you still have the leisure to enjoy the beautiful scenery?"

Jiang Yan shook his head, walked forward, and asked, "Madam, how do you know that something big happened in the imperial court?"

"What's so difficult about this? You only returned to the house so late yesterday, with a worried look, there are so many important members of the court in the mansion today, although I, Xie Changyu, never care about the affairs of officialdom, this can still be seen. ”

After Xie Changyu finished speaking, his eyes stared straight at Jiang Yan's back in front of him, Sample! This black-bellied man wants to test her again!

Jiang Yan smiled in his eyes and asked again, "Do you know Du Qingsong?"

"Who doesn't know Du Qingsong! That is the first batch of people to worship under the seat of the county lord in front of the imperial court, Du Qingsong is a celebrity, but he violated the advice of Confucianism and threw himself into the villain controversy, and the Mingshi Pavilion even crusaded against Du Qingsong in public! These are all told to me by my grandfather. ”

Xie Changyu said as he buried his head in kicking the falling leaves under his feet, and when he looked up, he found Jiang Yan looking at her directly.

Jiang Yan evoked a deep smile, and didn't ask any more questions, looking at how long you can pretend to be.

In the Agarwood Garden, the magpie heard the sound of walking from afar, and when she thought of what Miss was going to do, she was the first to rush out and shouted: "Miss, is the Prime Minister salted to death!!

As soon as the two of them stepped into the stone steps, they saw the magpie's red face.

Xie Changyu was caught off guard and choked on the saliva in his throat, and coughed a few times.

And when this magpie saw that the stunning prime minister in white clothes came with his own young lady, he instantly turned into a stupid little chicken, and buried his head and said, "My lord." ”

Jiang Yan felt a few times in his heart, and his face sank: "Did you say yesterday that you should learn the rules?"

The magpie's body trembled, thinking to herself how this white-clothed prime minister who was the best in Kyoto seemed so terrible to her, just a word, and the magpie felt that the air around her had become colder.

"The slave doesn't understand what adults mean. ”

Xie Changyu was laughing on the side, how silly the magpie was, she knew that the extremely smart Jiang Yan had always liked to talk to smart people, and she didn't know what kind of expression it would be to meet such a fool.

Sure enough, Jiang Yan's face became even colder, thinking that this girl must be pretending to be stupid, and she must have done a lot of bad things on weekdays.

He can see through people's hearts very well, but things are extremely opposite, in front of a sincere and kind person, Jiang Yan will think about this kind of person in a complicated way.

After all, whether it is Jiang Yan or Xie Changyu, a person who survives and grows in a difficult environment, will never think of a stranger from the simple aspect.