The Cute Peasant Wife: Mian Niang - C269 fan-bone

The old official left just like that. His Majesty, the emperor, also sighed when he thought about it.

“Although I hate the old Gu Hou for succumbing to the King Rong later, I still have to remember all these years of righteousness and not be merciless to the end. Tomorrow, an imperial edict will descend, and the Marquis’ seat will land on Gu Xin’s head. ”

Jiang Ting’s gaze seemed to be confused, but he was not too surprised.

“Do you think that since I hate Gu Xin, why should I let him inherit the title?”

Jiang Ting nodded and agreed.

“Even if it’s the emperor, there are also many reasons that you have to. This trip to the northwest, the risks that you’ve faced are much more than before, and now, a rebel like Ol ‘Six has even appeared in our secret guard. Jiang Ting, you have been in seclusion for so long, you should know a lot about the King Rong, what do you think about our odds of victory would be if we fell out with him?”

Jiang Ting frowned as he thought deeply.

The emperor was in no hurry. He waited patiently.

After a moment, Jiang Ting said: “Fifty percent.”

Initially, the Gu family and the Prince Rong’s Mansion were at odds with each other in the imperial court, so the odds of winning were slightly higher. But now, the Gu family’s stance is unclear, and the southwest army’s Fang Wuyan is also the direct descendant of the King Rong.

Jiang Ting said in a deep voice: “Gu Xin and Prince Rong are not on good terms, and the young masters of the Gu family aren’t too intimate with Prince Rong’s Mansion. Perhaps His Majesty can try to meet the young masters of the Gu family. After all, they are young and vigorous. ”

Gu Yue’s uncles and officials for so many years did not have much success. When they were old, they only wanted to be safe, just like Gu Senior Marquis. When they were old, most of them thought about how to protect their family’s prosperity.

His Majesty muttered to himself for a while before saying, “You’ve come into contact with Gu Xin before, what do you think of him?”

“All martial arts and literature, perverse and proud, intelligent and reserved, well versed in the arts of change.” Jiang Ting only said that he saw Gu Xin.

The emperor slapped the table and smiled, “Good, good, you know the art of change.”

He looked at Jiang Ting, and the topic of conversation abruptly changed: “Jiang Yihan, you actually know how to modify and defend others, no matter what methods you use, what method you use? Hmph, looks like I’ll have to carefully consider your next words. ”

Jiang Ting kowtowed and apologized, “Your Majesty, please forgive me.”

His Majesty waved his hand impatiently and said, “Enough, enough, get up. Forgive me, forgive me for what I have done, but I feel gratified. Sooner or later, you will stand at the top of the imperial court. “If you offend someone, I don’t know how I can help you in the future.”

“Your Majesty, this servant has never thought of such things.” What Jiang Ting said was true, and he had indeed never thought of these things.

The emperor chuckled softly and said, “Alright, you can think about it now. I can’t let teacher’s only descendant continue to be my shadow. I won’t have the face to see a teacher below the netherworld then.”

“Your servant did not think about this.”

The king raised his eyebrows and said, “You have not thought about it. I have thought about it. I have thought about it day and night. I must restore the innocence of your Jiang family and the former glory of your Jiang family clan in the future.”

The king didn’t believe there was no one in this world who didn’t want anything. If there was someone like that, he wouldn’t dare to believe it.

Even if this person had grown up together since childhood.

Jiang Ting observed the situation and knelt down to express his gratitude.

In his heart, however, he did not want to continue being an official in the imperial court. In the imperial court, his father was loyal to the royal family and was a glorious man.

It could be seen that what his companion Jun Ruo Hu had said was not wrong.

The emperor walked over and patted his shoulder. He said, “That’s enough. Go wash up and change your clothes. I know that you’ve worked hard this time.”

Jiang Ting excused himself and left the palace.

He looked at Ol ‘Four who was squatting on the treetop and headed back to his own residence.

Just as the emperor had said, he was travel worn out from the journey and his clothes reeked of blood. He hadn’t had a good rest for several days and nights. He should have taken a bath and changed his clothes, but when he laid on the bed, he couldn’t fall asleep.

He was also the present day only to find out that the old Gu Hou was also one of the Jiang family’s benefactors.

However, the person who had supervised the execution of the Jiang family was also the old Gu Hou.

How was he to calculate this grudge?

What kind of role did Senior Marquis Gu play in this?

And Gu Xin, why did he start investigating the Jiang family case?

What was he trying to do?

Jiang Ting fell into a daze.

He placed his hand on his chest and touched the strange object inside his clothes. Then, he took it out. It was the wooden hairpin.

As she held the wooden hairpin in her hand, she could clearly see what had happened under the moonlight. This wooden hairpin was simply too simple.

No one could refute him even if he said he was a wooden stick.

He suddenly thought of something and sat up on the bed.

After getting off the bed, he walked to the corner and opened his own box. There was a fan lying under the box.

This fan had been casually gifted to him by His Majesty. The fan bone was made from a thousand-year-old sandalwood, and its wood was hard. It had a fragrant aroma, and its color was gorgeous. It was immune to poisons.

As he walked amidst the flashes and flashes of swords and shadows, this sort of elegant object was completely out of place.

After all, it was given to him by the current Emperor. If he were to be found out, it would be a heinous crime to claim his title of “Great Disrespect”.

With a slight frown on his face, a sense of seriousness arose in his heart and his hesitation was only temporary.

Without a second thought, he removed a fan bone.

He carefully observed the moonlight for a while, and his heart still had a rudimentary shape.

He placed the fan in his bosom along with the wooden hairpin. This time, it was as if something had happened to his heart. Calmly lying down on the bed, he immediately fell asleep.

Mian Niang yawned. The wounds on her head had improved a lot these two days, and she could endure even if it hurt a bit more every now and then.

The wound on his leg had also scabbed up, so he could now do some heavy work.

It was time to make tofu and sell it.

The letter that Jiang Ting sent over, she showed it to his mother the next morning.

Madame Song looked at the envelope in bewilderment, “Jiang Ting came in the middle of the night? We don’t know where you saw the letter from. ”

“Under the door.” Mian Niang opened her eyes wide and lied.

Song Li did not doubt him and knew that there was less food in the kitchen. She directly asked Mian Niang: “Do you think that Jiang Ting went to the kitchen to get something when he was hungry on the night journey?”

“Probably?” Mian Niang was glad that she got up earlier than her family members, and quickly cleaned up the kitchen.

“A few dishes and nests are not really anything good. “You know, he’s a weird guy. Why don’t you wake us up and heat up the food before eating. How much energy can you get from eating such a cold and heavy dish?”

Madame Song Li no longer had any prejudice against Jiang Ting, and only felt grateful towards him.

Mian Niang laughed and replied her.

Madame Song Li did not ask any further.

After putting on his clothes, Mian Niang tiptoed out of the room, which was why Song Zhien had already gotten up. The brother and sister went to bean curd, and started their own business, after a while, Madame Song also got out of bed, and supported herself with a cane.

Mian Niang told her to return back to her room to rest, but she refused, saying only: “I’m burning the fire, this is not some manual labor. Don’t let Your Mother be like trash, sitting on the brick bed and waiting to die.”

“What are you talking about?”

The word “bastard waiting to die” was too unpleasant to listen to. If Mian Niang didn’t want to hear it, or if he couldn’t accept her, he could only let her have her way.

Song Zhien moved a small stool to place beside her, and Mrs. Song Li supported herself with her cane and sat down. Needless to say, lighting a fire was just right, the firewood was placed at her feet, she only needed to watch as it was filled in.

With one more person to help them, the siblings wouldn’t be so busy with their work.

It was indeed much easier.

After preparing the tofu in the morning, Song Zhien drove the furry donkey cart to wander around the Tian Jia Wan. He was not too sure about himself, but when he weighed the beans, no one in the village fooled him.

Chen Erniu’s marriage was scheduled to take place, so the two old people looked for people to keep an eye on the future. It was the twenty-sixth of December, suitable for marriage, and suitable for relocation.

The time was not far away, just in time for the two families to set aside the things they needed for the wedding.

The Gu Clan was guilty. They had to waive several requests. The remaining requests couldn’t be waived. If they left any more requests, they wouldn’t be able to save the two clans any face.

The girl had rushed out in such a hurry that the decorations she had arranged for the betrothal gifts had been reduced. It was like she was confirming the rumors, making people feel that the Gu family’s daughter was not worth much.

Aunt Chen was unwilling, she could not wait to pay a single cent, but she had no choice, she wanted to get her face as well.

He didn’t have any face left, so he had to cover up his face.

The price could only be reduced just like buying cabbages on the streets, to the point that both parties had to agree on a condition.

The betrothal gift was a thing of the past.

Make quilts, make pillowcases, a pair of newbies, and each of them make two sets of new clothes.

The bridal chamber had already been prepared and could be tidied up at this moment.

In the end, it was a big matter, and their hearts were filled with so much filth that they had to busy themselves with what they needed to do.

The whole family was busy as they walked around, but the bridegroom had nothing to do.

Every day, he would follow a few half-grown boys to hunt down birds in the mountains. He would follow the idle men to and fro throughout the village.

Song Zhien had also met Chen Erniu in the past two days, but ever since the last time the two of them made a ruckus with half their faces, they had distanced themselves from each other.

At this time, Song Zhien had nothing to say. When he reached the Chen family’s gate, he took a detour.

This was the price they paid the first day after the new year, and after walking around the village, there were only three plates of tofu left.

Song Zhien was so happy that he rushed the furry donkey cart back home while whistling.

Bao Sheng came and went, and the carriage had already reached the mountain.

Song Zhien rushed the furred donkey cart into the courtyard. Mian Niang had just finished eating and was about to change her clothes to sell tofu.

Song Zhien was about to go, but he was stopped by Mian Niang.

“The outer village is the same as our village. They don’t recognize your face, and thought that someone else had started making tofu.”

Madame Song Li made a thick straw mattress for her daughter, which was warm and dry. As if it was perfect, Mian Niang held onto the mattress that was almost as tall as herself and rejected her little brother’s request without even thinking.