Chapter 17: Termination
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"What?"
"Junsheng, you!"
"Brother......
Ye Junsheng's behavior of tearing up the marriage book was really unexpected, and all six eyes were poured on his face.
Ye Junsheng, who was the focus, looked calm, got up calmly, and arched his hand towards Jiang Zhinian: "The kid is reckless, and I ask Grandpa Jiang to forgive me." β
In fact, he has a pretty good impression of this old man. Not everyone can keep their promises, but that is admirable.
Jiang Zhinian's eyes were scorching, and he wanted to see through Ye Junsheng's heart. It's a pity that Ye Junsheng didn't blink his eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest clue at all.
Jiang Jing'er was even more surprised, although she wanted to dissolve the marriage contract, but when the matter was resolved in such a way, she couldn't accept it, especially when she heard Ye Junsheng's fluttering sentence, "Actually, the kid doesn't like Sister Jiang very much"-
What does this mean?
Could it be that with his own character, this nerd doesn't take it seriously? Damn, really hateful!
An inexplicable anger that sprouted because of being looked down upon couldn't help but flood my heart.
After a long time, Jiang Zhinian slowly let out a long breath, shook his head, and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity...... I don't know what a pity is, so I stopped, got up and walked out.
Jiang Jing'er naturally followed, but when she was about to leave the threshold, she suddenly looked back and glanced at Ye Junsheng fiercely.
The room fell silent.
The stunned expression on Ye Junmei's face still did not disappear, and he snorted a few times, but the words were not asked. She couldn't understand why her brother tore up the marriage book, you know, if she can really marry Jiang Jing'er, she will be able to have a rich future in an instant, and she doesn't know how much hard work she can saved.
Moreover, Jiang Jing'er is outstanding and impeccable.
I don't want such a sister-in-law, what does my brother want?
Ye Junsheng knew what his sister was thinking, but many words were difficult to say and explained, and after brewing for a long time, he could only sigh: "I'm sorry, my brother has lived up to my father's expectations." β
This made Ye Junmei relieved: "Brother, I know that you must have a reason for doing this, and my father and mother will be considerate of the spirit of the sky." β
Ye Junsheng smiled indifferently and said, "Don't talk about this, there are still some places on the roof that have not been repaired, let's continue." β
......
"What? The Ye family kid tore up the marriage book by himself? Okay, great. β
Jiang family, after hearing the news, Jiang's mother was overjoyed.
Jiang Jing'er lazily couldn't lift her spirits, and said, "Mother, I'll go back to the backyard to practice if there's nothing to do." β
Jiang's mother's face turned pale: "You know the exercises, I said Jing'er, you are not young now." A daughter's family, she should be a female celebrity in the boudoir and read some poems. What are you talking about swinging fists and splitting legs, dancing knives and guns all day long? I have heard that Qingshan will leave for Jizhou tomorrow, after all, he has official affairs, and he can't take too long a vacation, so you must go to see off someone tomorrow. Hmph, now that the marriage contract with the nerd has been dissolved, there is no need to scruple about anything. β
Jiang Jing'er absentmindedly curled the corners of her mouth and said perfunctorily: "I know." "Walked out.
In the backyard of the Jiang family, a martial arts arena has been specially established, although it is not large, but it is enough to deal with two or three people practicing martial arts on it at the same time. On the sidelines of the field, there are weapon racks, swords, swords, halberds and other weapons.
Jiang Jing'er changed into a strong outfit, revealing her delicate and proud figure, her hair was braided into a neat braid, she bit it in her mouth, reached out and picked up a red tassel gun on the weapon rack, put on a posture, shouted, and began the drill.
This set of marksmanship has a famous name, called "Eighteen Guns Through the Clouds", which belongs to the family tradition of martial arts. It is very good, and it is also famous in the martial arts.
Jiang Jing'er has practiced hard for many years, but so far she has only mastered half of it, and she can only use the nine-style marksmanship. Even so, it is also her most proud kung fu.
In the Tianhua Dynasty, the restraint on women is not strict, although it is impossible to achieve "equality between men and women", but it is also normal for women to practice martial arts and literature.
Under the influence of her grandfather and careful teaching, Jiang Jing'er has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she does not love swords, but only spears. A delicate daughter's house, with a spear in hand, picking, stabbing, sweeping, winding, and dialing, full of posture, but it is by no means a showcase.
But on the field, the shadows of the guns were stacked, the cold light of the guns burst out, and one of the red tassels was scattered, like a big red flower in full bloom, which could play a role in distracting the enemy's attention.
"Go!"
When it was time to rise, Jiang Jing'er looked back at the moon, and struck a "return horse gun", the spear whistled out of his hand, and hit a willow tree on the edge of the martial arts arena with a "poof", and the head of the spear went deep into the trunk of the tree, almost a few inches.
As if to vent her frustration, she sat on the ground with her ass open, panting and pouting.
There was applause behind him, and then there was grandpa's appreciation: "Jing'er, you have finally practiced this trick back carbine." β
Jiang Jing'er stood up and greeted respectfully.
Jiang Zhinian glanced at her and suddenly said, "Jing'er, now that the marriage contract has been dissolved, you don't seem to be as happy as you imagined." β
Jiang Jing'er said angrily: "Grandpa, look at that idiot's bad attitude, how can people be happy?"
Jiang Zhinian nodded: "Yes, grandpa didn't expect this kid to come to this hand, which really impressed me." β
Jiang Jing'er was very unconvinced: "I think he knows that he can't get famous, so he acts sourly and puts on a shelf, so as to show that he has a lot of backbone, hum, it's so naΓ―ve." β
Hearing this, Jiang Zhinian smiled, then remembered something, and sighed leisurely: "Speaking of which, I'm sorry for Ye Mingshan." β
Ye Mingshan is Ye Junsheng's grandfather's name.
"Grandpa, this is something he voluntarily lifted. β
"Well, the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say more. But Jing'er, you won't regret it in the future. β
Jiang Jing'er jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail: "Grandpa, what do you mean by this? How can I regret it, it's too late for me to be happy!
"Okay, okay, that's what I said, look at you're in a hurry. β
"I can't say it. β
Miss Jiang was puffed up.
......
"Tsk, Ye Shuzhi, Ye Shuzhi, you are interested. β
Peng family, Peng Qingshan read the letter in his hand, and a smile rippled on his handsome face - this letter was sent by Jiang's mother.
In front of him, Steward Wu stood respectfully.
"Lao Wu, you said that Ye Yuanwai failed to say that he was pro-family?"
"Tell the young master, that's exactly the case. Well, young master, why don't you go and ask Mrs. Su to come out. β
Peng Qingshan waved his hand: "No need, this matter will be over." β
Steward Wu was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but he didn't dare to ask more, just said cautiously: "If the eldest young master asks?"
Peng Qingshan said casually: "Just say that the woman is not allowed, well, you can also look for another person to see if there is a suitable woman in other people's homes." β
"Okay, the villain will definitely do it properly. β
"Old Wu, I'm going back to Jizhou tomorrow, and in the future, you will follow the eldest young master, be smart, do you know?"
"Yes. β