The second wife turned her back, her smile was gentle, and the kindness between her eyebrows made people worry that she would be bullied. She sat down at her head, and her tone was as easy to talk to: "Master, I heard that the Jiang Hou Mansion was asking someone to hand you a message?"

Xiang Yan stopped drinking tea and looked at his wife with a stern expression.

The second wife smiled.

Mr. Xiang Er sighed. He was the second in the family. If he had not had outstanding personal abilities and his fifth brother did not listen to advice, the family would not focus on cultivating him to the same position as his elder brother.

So he was more cautious and thoughtful: "Don't worry about this, I have my own concerns about it."

"Are you not going to agree?"

Xiang Yan frowned: "You don't have to worry about it if you say it."

When the second wife heard this, she seemed to not feel the impatience in the master's tone. Her tone was still gentle and gentle, and her speaking speed did not improve at all: "How can I not ask if it is related to my daughter's marriage?"

Seeing this, Xiang Yan let go of his eyebrows: "I'm not going to agree. The boy from the Jiang family is too incompetent and even the scholar failed the exam. He can fight all day long, what will he have for the future?"

The second wife smiled: "Look at what the master said, what does a lord from the Jiang family study for others to take the exam for scholars, and he is naturally indispensable to the royal family's official position. If he squeezes in that position like some literati, he will become a villain who competes for profit with the people."

Mr. Xiang Er didn't speak, and Jiang Hongbao did not have to be as arduous as him, but as a man - "You are all about women's opinions.

"You men have long hair and knowledge, and we are the two of us in the house. What can you say? Why do you have to be hypocritical? You are conscientious and personal achievements are more important, or is it more important to have a hereditary marquis?"

Master Xiang Er didn't say anything.

"Just talk about you. After working day and night for so many years, I have been paving the road in the mansion and have reached my current position to the present, which is almost the same as Mr. Jiang."

“That can’t be—”

"Just you said, if a daughter can find a better one, she will definitely be ranked among the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers in the future. Even if she really finds such a talent, when he succeeds, it will be twenty or forty years later. At that time, our daughter is so old, just say you, and after working hard for half a lifetime, it will be nothing more than that.

But the position of the Madam of the Marquis is a third-rank marquis. The descendants are the princes. They enjoy this position for generations, so why bother to be like others? They work hard to pursue an unsure future."

Mr. Xiang Er also understood that this was also the reason why he had never clearly refused.

"As for Jiang Hongbao, that's your man's business. For girls, it's the first and most at ease to live a stable life." At her age, she will find that love and talent are empty, and the power and wealth of future children are the most important. If her daughter marrys her, she won't have to worry about at least the next fifty years.

If you are prosperous and prosperous, you will be honored for your life, and if your descendants are not successful, you will be a marquis. If your descendants are a little more prosperous, there is no need to say. So what's wrong with this marriage?

It would be great if you were born in a Jinshi. If you don’t have ten or twenty years, who can win a single position for your wife? What kind of talented men and beautiful women? That’s all. When it comes to life, the one who holds it in your hands early is yours.

Her daughter married her and was a serious wife, who was on par with her. When she was walking outside, who would not greet her first. She had many comfortable days.

"Let me think about it again."

"Okay, you still have to make decisions about your daughter. I have no knowledge of the back house. I just want to talk about my thoughts. If you are really dissatisfied, I agree with the master's arrangement."

Xiang Yan did not know what his wife was thinking, but what his wife said was not without reason, but this matter - he considered again: "I won't talk about these things, it's still early, so I'll accompany me to the study room to read a book."

...

It's so hot, it's so hot! The sun is about to set and it's still so hot!

Shanqi hurriedly ran in, running faster than his master. He accompanied the prince to inspect the river embankment in Dongcheng these days, and he was about to get stuck! He had to hurry to the ice stove to wake up.

Comfortable--

Butler Zheng scolded him! He ignored him! He hurriedly stepped forward to remove the official uniforms for the prince. It was so hot that he could not change his body for a day, and the prince was also suffering: "The prince is going to cool down quickly."

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't have that time: "I'll talk about it later, let's have someone spread the ink first." He wanted to get the documents as soon as possible and the court came to the court tomorrow morning.

Huh? Shanqi picked up the grapes that fell on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, which made him feel so refreshed and happy: "Miss Seven has come?" Those who can pick the fruits so much, except for the young lady, were left with no one else. Shanqi pulled her collar and leaned in front of the ice stove. He was so hot that he picked up another one on the table and stuffed her mouth.

Butler Zheng was shocked and Yu Guang looked at the prince.

Xiang Zhuyuan had already tied his belt casually, and went to Shanqi next to him, and raised his hand to carry Shanqi over.

Shanqi swore: "Criminal! Prince! I didn't do it! I picked up a few on the table! Uncle Zheng, please speak quickly!"

Butler Zheng said, "Miss Seven has come, I sit for a while and then leave."

Shanqi stood still, let’s see, Miss Seven: “Why don’t you wait anymore? Our prince is back now!”

Xiang Zhuyuan took the fruit plate to the desk, and the remaining fruits were not obviously of different sizes.

Xiang Zhuyuan sometimes wonders how she saw it?

Butler Zheng didn't see it and said reluctantly: "Miss Seven is probably sleepy at this time?"

Shanqi admired his prince's thrifty character: "If you are sleepy, just sleep here." Behind is the place where the prince is busy and resting, and Miss Seven has not slept: "Today there is a village under the river. Shanshi and I went to the market to ask for some small things. Miss Seven will definitely like it when they see it. Later, Uncle Zheng sent someone to Weiruiyuan to say that when Miss Seven woke up, the sun set. Let's come over and have fun together."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Miss Seven can call you just by saying a word! But then he said: "You guy is filial, I'll let someone inform you later. Our yard is big and you can play."

Xiang Zhuyuan lifted the pen and fell on the paper with a knife-like word: "Don't do your job properly."

"Yes, the young people are not enterprising, and they all depend on the adults not to dislike us and let us waste our time."

Manager Zheng was upset with these inappropriate ones: "Okay, don't be poor."

"Who is outside?" Butler Zheng stood at the door.

"Butler Zheng, the main courtyard comes to ask, the toilet water is ready, when will the prince go there?"

Butler Zheng turned his head.

Xiang Zhuyuan lowered his head, and the pen quickly moved onto the paper, concentrating and calming down.

Butler Zheng: "The prince can't go."

"yes."

After a while, a servant was wandering outside again.

Butler Zheng put down the living at hand, asked quietly and impatiently: "So what's wrong?"

"The chief hospital said that he has prepared a cooling soup and sent it to the prince?"

"Don't you understand the rules of the study room? Let the door and leave!"

"yes."

After a while, the servant wandered outside the study again.

Mr. Zheng was so angry that he closed the door and went out: "What are you doing! No matter how endless it is, are you? No one in the study? You want all the useless things!"

The concierge was wronged, and he was more than enough to be arrogant maids, but only: "Good deeds come to repay you, there are rumors about Miss Seventh and Miss Third in the capital." What does the prince understand?
Chapter completed!