"Yes"

After everyone retreated, the old lady stroked the jasper bracelet on her wrist before speaking.

"Steward Chen, you should know why you were called today." The woman's voice was slightly cold, and her sparkling eyes narrowed.

"Yes, old lady." The people in the seat nodded respectfully.

"Bring that woman back to your Zhuangzi, send her back in a year, I want to be the young grandmother of Jingfu, how can I do it if I don't do something." The old woman said quietly, and the people below shivered.

"Stand down, your grandson has also reached the age of going to private school, go to the account room to receive fifty taels of silver." For the subordinates who are able to do things, she is generally not stingy.

"Yes, Old Madam Xie." The people below respectfully stepped back.

"Old lady, the young master wants to see you." The hurried voice of the servant sounded outside the door, presumably very fierce, and the old lady's face darkened.

"Bring him." Halfway through, the old woman's voice rang out, with a chill of coldness.

"Yes," the people outside the door shrank in their hearts and livers frightened by the chill.

"Grandmother, grandson, please fulfill me and my pity." As soon as the man entered, he knelt down and pleaded.

"Okay, Xuan'er, grandmother will marry you in a year." There are no ups and downs in the calm voice.

The man was stunned by this unexpected news, but he didn't expect his grandmother, who had always been strict with rules, to agree to him this time.

"Grandmother, why a year later?" The man was swallowed by the old woman's knife.

"You can do anything to be the young grandmother of my Jingfu, if you don't teach the rules well, wouldn't it, my Jingfu will have no face to lose." The old woman put the teacup in her hand down.

"Yes, grandmother." The man didn't dare to say more.

"Let's go down and wash up, and come over and eat." The old woman sighed, looked at her grandson's haggard and pale face, and eased her tone.

"Yes, grandmother." The man saluted respectfully and got up to leave.

Looking at the back of the hurried footsteps, the old woman's hands stiffened.

A year later.

Yangzhou City is particularly lively today, it is said that it is the son of Jingfu to marry, and the people are curious, which daughter of this Jing Gongzi is marrying, such a big pomp.

"You don't know, a year ago, Jing Gongzi heroically saved the United States, saved a woman in a green building, and threatened not to marry Feiqing." Those in the know spoke out loud.

"Qinglou woman, alas, it's a pity, Jing Gongzi is such a handsome person." The others shook their heads, only sighing pity.

"So this wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a prostitute." I don't know who scoffed.

Everyone agreed.

Jing Xuan, who was riding on the horse, looked forward to a little unhappiness on his face, but he ignored it.

After worshipping the hall and bowing, the bride sat in the cave room and waited quietly, and Jing Xuan, who had a slightly red face, picked up the hijab with a weighing rod, was stunned for a while, patted her head, and turned around to leave.

"Husband, where are you going?" The woman's hoarse voice came urgently.

"Go find Grandmother." Jing Xuan didn't look back, and walked away.

"Grandmother, grandmother, why are you doing this." Some angry voices rang out outside the door, and the old lady who saw off the guests was about to rest.

"Xuan'er, come in." The old lady sighed.

"Grandmother, what's wrong with you?" Pushing the door open, Jing Xuan questioned for a while.

"Presumptuous, but who has to marry her." The old lady drank.

"But that's not what I want." Jing Xuan clenched his fists and said with red eyes.

"What kind of Li'er, she is her after a year and she is a year ago, are you marrying Li'er, or her appearance." The old lady looked at him meaningfully.