Su Jin has no sympathy for those who are in charge of these shops. Those who are good at business are not human beings. On the first day she entered the door, she came to ask for debts, and trampled on the Dongxiang Hou Mansion and her face on the ground.
To sympathize with them, to stand up for them, is to come to the town government's mansion after pampering them.
I ignored it, and when the coachman drove the carriage over and Su Jin got into the carriage, Xing'er got in too.
As for Xie Jingchen, he rode a horse to open the way.
Anyone who looked at it would know that the young master Xie had accompanied the young mistress back home.
Only in this way can we effectively prevent those rotten eggs that are just around the corner from smashing over.
Have a safe trip.
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of Dongxiang Hou's Mansion.
Su Jin lifted the curtain of the car and got out, and Xie Jingchen said with a smile that was not a smile, "The way you Qingyun Mountain Feihuzhai greeted my aunt is really unique."
Su Jin was a little confused.
She turned her head, and then the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.
On both sides of the vermilion gate of Dongxiang Hou's Mansion, there were four young servants hanging on the left and right like bacon, with cloth strips stuffed in their mouths, unable to struggle or speak.
Su Jin is not really the daughter of the Marquis of Dongxiang, and she doesn't know the customs of Qingyun Mountain.
She looked at Xing'er.
Xing'er shook her head, she had never heard of such a custom, she whispered, "Maybe it's the Marquis who gave the son-in-law a blow. The marquis said that when the new son-in-law comes to the door, he will kill his majesty."
Xie Jingchen had dark lines on his face.
Su Jin supported his forehead, "I'm already very weak, if I kill him again, I think it's time to carry him back."
Is he that weak? !
Unexpectedly, Xie Jingchen got off his horse, and Su Jin also got off the carriage.
Stepping up the steps, there was a smell, Su Jin quickly covered his nose, and hurried into the house.
?The boy at the side came over with a wooden barrel and asked, "Does it still stink?"
It's all smoked to death, can it not stink?
"This smell is a bit familiar, like the smell of rotten eggs," Xing'er said.
"It's just rotten eggs," the boy said sullenly.
"Who is so unafraid of death and dare to throw rotten eggs at the Hou Mansion?" Xing'er's eyes widened.
The boy pointed to the gate and said, "It's all hanging at the door. Last night, these boys threw not only rotten eggs in front of the Hou Mansion, but also posted a note telling us to go back to Qingyun Mountain. None of them ran away." , all caught.
I just asked them hard, who sent them, and Hou Ye hung them all in front of the gate of the Hou Mansion, waiting for their master to claim them, but no one has come yet, the paper is easy to tear, it's just rotten eggs I wiped it for two hours, and my nose could barely smell the smell. "
Her father is a little naive.
How can anyone dare to throw rotten eggs at the Dongxiang Hou's mansion? How could he break his face for a few servants and the Dongxiang Hou's mansion? However, hanging the servants at the door can shake mountains and shake tigers.
Su Jin raised his foot forward, and a young servant came over and said, "My uncle is here, Lord Hou has been waiting for you for a long time."
Wait for him?
Xie Jingchen frowned slightly.
Su Jin was a little worried, and asked, "Do you know why you are looking for my uncle?"
"Master Hou knows that my uncle can't use martial arts, so he intends to test my uncle's literary talent," the boy replied.
Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen and said, "This shouldn't be a problem for you, you should perform well."
Su Jin didn't intend to accompany Xie Jingchen, but when she wanted to leave, Xing'er pulled her sleeve.
"Girl, don't you want to go to the study?" Myolie said seriously.
"What's so interesting about this?"
Xing'er glanced left and right, hesitated to speak.
Su Jin said quickly, "Speak up if you have something to say."
"Master Hou forbids others to say that he has no literary talents," Xing'er whispered.
Su Jin, ""
Xie Jingchen, ""
Her father's brain circuit can't be so rough if he doesn't have literary talent and takes other people's literary talent?
It seems that there is a problem.
Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen and said, "I'll go with you."
The young servant hurriedly said, "Master Hou only let my uncle go, and I want you to accompany my wife. He and my uncle will enter the inner courtyard in a while."
Su Jin shrugged his shoulders at Xie Jingchen, looking helpless.
Xie Jingchen held his forehead and walked away with the servant. There was a conversation behind him:
"Will Lord Hou and Uncle fight?" Myolie asked.
"Probably not," Su Jin replied.
"If there is a fight, girl, who do you help?"
Xie Jingchen's ears perked up, and his footsteps slowed down, only to hear Su Jin's hearty laughter:
"Is there a need to ask, of course I'm sitting on the side eating melon seeds and watching the fun."
""
Actually didn't turn to her father¡ª¡ª
The corner of Xie Jingchen's mouth curled up, and he followed the servant to the study in a happy mood.
As soon as he entered the study, Xie Jingchen was almost smashed by the paper ball flying over. Dongxiang Hou was sitting on the chair with a serious face.
Xie Jingchen stepped forward and bowed to salute, "I have seen my father-in-law."
Dongxiang Hou glanced at Xie Jingchen several times, Xie Jingchen felt uncomfortable, and it was not the first time he saw him, did he need to look at him so carefully?
After a long while, Hou Dongxiang said, "It seems that twisted melons are also very sweet."
""
Xie Jingchen remembered that day when he was locked up in the firewood room, the Marquis of Dongxiang praised Su Jin as saying that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on the earth, but he didn't say clearly who would marry him and burn incense for several lifetimes. Xie Jingchen got impatient and replied coldly He said, "A twisted melon is not sweet."
Now accompany Su Jin back to the door, isn't this a slap in the face.
Xie Jingchen didn't speak, Dongxiang Hou glanced at the man standing aside and said, "Tell him the questions I'm going to test him, and I'll go out to get some air."
Dongxianghou left the study with a serious expression on his face.
Xie Jingchen looked at the man in bewilderment, the man coughed lightly and said, "Master Hou is the first to pay on credit, and the second is to beat up those shop managers. He was impeached by Yushitai in the early court. When Lord Hou got angry, he refuted a few words.
I don¡¯t know if he was frightened or hurt, Chen Yushi fainted, the emperor asked Hou Ye to reflect on it, but Hou Ye couldn¡¯t reflect on it, my uncle¡¯s literary talent is brilliant, Hou Ye asked you to reflect on it for him, write it down, he will hand it over tomorrow To the emperor. "
Xie Jingchen, "!!!"
Is this a test of his literary talent?
He is not a bandit!
What can he reflect on for him? !
Xie Jingchen didn't even know what to say.
None of this family is normal.
If he hadn't promised Su Jin to behave well, Xie Jingchen would have turned around and left without looking back. Now he could only sit down resignedly, pick up his pen and ink, and reflect on his banditry for his father-in-law.
It's just that when the pen is raised, it can't be put down.
He asked the man, "How did your father-in-law stun Chen Yushi?"
The man replied, "Chen Yushi said that Hou Ye held the wedding banquet and dowry on credit to make himself fat. Hou Ye said that even if he didn't swell his face, he would be fatter than his thin bamboo pole-like Yushi."
Xie Jingchen, ""
With just this sentence, Chen Yushi couldn't help but fainted. The man was really worried that he would be mad at him in the future.
"Master Hou told you not to write down your words to death. You should look like you are introspecting, but you are actually arguing. You must be upright. Master Hou has never done anything wrong in this life, and his life cannot be stained."
Xie Jingchen, ""
This is even more difficult than the title of the champion!
Xie Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth, racked his brains, and wrote intermittently for a quarter of an hour before he could fill a sheet of paper.
Then he got a comment that made him vomit blood.
After finishing writing, Xie Jingchen handed the paper to Dongxiang Hou and left.
It's just that when he turned around, he heard Dongxiang Hou praise him, "As expected of my daughter, he is really talented. Look at the lines between the lines, and the bandit spirit rushing towards his face is very exciting. This kid will be a bandit one day. Definitely more successful than me." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com