"What you said is easy." Zhuang Qing sneered and returned to normal: "But it's very rare."

"How do you say it?" Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows, "Although I have only been to your mansion a few times, judging from the experiences these few times, there should be many people who are loyal to you."

Jiang Huan has strong reaction and good observation skills. He can tell who listens to him and who doesn't listen to him in just a few times. If he is himself, he can easily gain a foothold in the dealer and cultivate his own power in front of everyone. If he has power, his family will take a lot of attention to him, and even help him do things that he wants to do but cannot do for various reasons.

Zhuang Qing thought, and his envy for Jiang Huan became a little more.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Huan noticed the gaze that Zhuang Qing was coming. His eyebrows trembled and said, "Why do you look at me with this kind of gaze?"

"Nothing." Zhuang Qing curled his lips slightly, "I just envy you."

"Envy?" Jiang Huan looked at the ceiling, and a nearly helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What do I have to envy?" Yes, he had nothing to envy. His father didn't love his mother and died early. Qin Zhuo was the only one who was good to him. Unfortunately, he was the prince and had a lot of things to be busy with. It was impossible to take care of the house he lived in at all times. When he and A Xiao he gave him were not around, some servants would take the opportunity to bully him, such as treating his meals.

Because he didn't want to cause trouble for his brother at that time, he swallowed it up. Those people felt even worse when they saw that they were submissive. This situation did not change until Qianying was around him. Qianying was born as a thief, and because of his identity, no one was willing to be friends with him. Because of that profession, he had countless rolls of eyes since childhood. Therefore, he felt extremely distressed about Jiang Huan, the master who came out from the middle of the road, so he often took action to give those who bullied him a little color.

Later, Jiang Huan's brother ascended the throne and he was also named Regent. His life gradually became peaceful and his life gradually improved. At least the things he had in his childhood were not repeated.

It’s a pity that this peace was quickly broken.

The country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. As his partner who had been with him since childhood, A Xiao fled to Yue in the Qianqing Palace in order to save his brother, and his brother went to Xiliang again. The two of them were thousands of miles apart, and everything could only be communicated by letters. In this way, what is worth envious of Zhuang Qing, a person who lived under the care of his parents since childhood?

"Of course I'm envious." Zhuang Qing said, "I have strong ability to do things and have such outstanding abilities. I have achieved this position at such a young age and have won so much attention from the master. Can it not be enviable?"

"Ha?" Jiang Huan felt a little funny after hearing this, "If you say you have strong ability to do things, so are you, why are you doing self-inflicted?"

"I have strong ability to do things? Just kidding." Zhuang Qing sneered, "I can only find a free job in the Secretariat with my father's glory. Although the others in the Secretariat respect me on the surface, they actually scolded me in their hearts. I guess, they must have said in their hearts that my position was obtained by my father. When my father left, I have to accompany him to leave the Secretariat." Zhuang Qing's tone made Jiang Huan, a person who did not express his emotions, also became sad.

Just as the atmosphere was once sad and sad, a sound of QQ came from the door, and then Qianying's voice came: "Young Master, Jiang Tang is here."

"Jing Tang? Are you suffering from cold?" Zhuang Qing said in a deep voice, "The weather is not cold now. What's going on? Why did you suddenly get cold?"

"It's not cold." Jiang Huan glanced at him, "But when you came, I sneezed more than a dozen times."

After saying that, Jiang Huan waved to the outside, "Qianying, bring the things in."

"Yes." Qianying walked in happily after hearing this. He placed the ginger soup next to Jiang Huan and said, "Young Master, you have to drink this ginger soup while it's hot, it will be useless if it's cold."

"I understand." Jiang Huan finished speaking, and drank the ginger soup in front of Qianying. "I'm done, you can take it down first."

"Yes." Qianying didn't say much when he saw outsiders, but picked up the empty bowl on the table, bowed and left here.

"Sneeze?" Seeing Qianying leave, Zhuang Qing was puzzled, "What does sneeze have to do with me?"

A few minutes later, Zhuang Qing said "Oh" and only heard him say, "You guessed that I would come here, so I sneeze."

"Yeah." Jiang Huan nodded, admitting what he said, "If I guessed correctly, this is indeed the case."

"Okay." Zhuang Qing did not stick to this question, but quickly changed the topic, "Since you said that I would like to introduce someone from my mansion as his partner, then let me introduce it. But who do you think I should introduce? Who can satisfy Xiao Ya's inflated **, and what ambition to become my wife? It's impossible to introduce her to a man with domestic violence, right? I'm not so poisonous."

"I didn't make you so poisonous." Jiang Huan rubbed his head, "After all, it's a girl, so we should arrange a good marriage for her. At least, the man she married cannot abuse her, and it is not good to her, right? If this is true, Pingyao's favorability towards you will probably be reduced, and your hard work will be in vain."

"I worked so hard for anyone, and Is it all for you?" Zhuang Qing said dissatisfiedly, "Even if you want to take revenge on your own, you don't have to wait for this. Oh no, we have no revenge, it can't be considered as taking revenge on your own."

Jiang Huan's mouth twitched.

I have seen distorted right and wrong, but I have never seen such distorted right and wrong. Well, it was him who lost.

Isn’t it just to help the girl named Xiaoya choose her husband? He chooses, but he can’t choose it?

"Print and paper are on it. Write down the name of the servant in your mansion with good character, and show it to me after you finish it. You also have a look and you have to write what you are particularly good at."

"Okay!" Zhuang Qing was not opposed to writing about the servants in the mansion with his pen. In his opinion, as long as someone was willing to help him take over this mess and get Xiao Ya away, he would be his Zhuang Qing's benefactor.

Zhuang Qing has always followed his benefactor.

He walked to the desk, picked up a piece of paper, painted it on it.

A few minutes later, he put down his pen and took a deep breath.

"That's all." After saying that, Zhuang Qing walked to Jiang Huan.

"Let's take a look." Jiang Huan took the paper from Zhuang Qing's hand and looked at it seriously.
Chapter completed!