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Chapter 389 Banker

Mrs. Lu's words were filled with some kindness.

Mrs. He was a little dull. She was very happy to hear that Mrs. Lu was going to support her niece, but she was also a little suspicious and said, "Why are you not going to that person with Master Jin?"

Logically, Jin Haitao has been in Taiyuan for so many years and his son has been engaged, so the Lu couple should go there to congratulate him.

Fortunately, although Mrs. Lu was spoiled, she had been following her mother since she was a child, and she rarely made mistakes in response. When she heard this, she remained calm and smiled and said, "Our master was socializing with our master's colleagues, but I wanted to go to the He family to see it. No matter what, the little girl Tong Niang is beautiful and gentle and pleasing. Others decided that I would not go, but she decided that I would definitely go."

Mrs. He listened to this sentence and was overjoyed. She stayed with Mrs. Lu throughout the banquet.

Mrs. Qian couldn't help but say to Mrs. Wang: "Look at Lord Lu, you're too embarrassed!"

Mrs. Wang smiled tolerantly and said, "Young people, it is common for them to be impatient."

Mrs. Qian sneered and didn't say anything else.

Mrs. Lu couldn't sit still.

Today, the Yuan family married their daughter, but Mrs. Zhuang did not come.

Why didn’t you come? People who have always had some prestige should know it.

Wang Jidao and Xiong Zhengpei were fighting in a brutal manner. Jiang Xian suddenly stood on Xiong Zhengpei's side. The situation was one-sided. Xiong Zhengpei took over the emperor's wedding. Now the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Rites, the Zongren Mansion, Shanglin Yuan and others all obeyed Xiong Zhengpei's orders. Xiong Zhengpei changed the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue overnight and won a great victory. Thinking about Wen Peng's previous incident, it is self-evident who took action.

If Jiang Xian did not go back to his parents' home to complain, no one believed it.

A family like them has never seen girls who dote on their way out of the palace. But it is rare for people like the Jiang family.

He slapped the Jiang family in the face without hesitation, without any affection, and for a little bit of trivial matter, you can imagine how domineering the Jiang family is.

Lord Zhuang was so depressed.

Looking at the letters sent by his uncle Lord Wen from Yunnan, even if he smashed the teacup and kicked the servant, he didn't know how to explain to his uncle.

Who would have thought that the little girl's quarrels had become like this?

Lord Zhuang walked around the study with his hands behind his back.

The door creaked, but no one came in.

Lord Zhuang turned around and saw his daughter's pretty face poking out of the crack in the door.

If it were normal times, Lord Zhuang would have smiled and asked her in a gentle voice what she was going to do. But today, he was really not in the mood to be a kind father. Not only did the expression on his face not calmed down, his brows were locked tightly, and he said in a cold voice: "What's the matter if you come here?" He could think of the reason why Mrs. Zhuang knew why her younger brother was transferred to Yunnan and lay down like a blow. He felt a little guilty in his heart that Mrs. Zhuang should not send her daughter to the Yue family for raising her. After all, she was an uncle and aunt. She was not easy to discipline her for anything. Instead, she made her daughter develop this unaware of the nature of being a noble family. Now that she not only harmed the Wen family, she might also harm the Zhuang family one day, and sending her daughter to the Wen family for education was exactly what Mrs. Zhuang meant.

But after so many years of marriage, Mrs. Zhuang relies on her promising younger brother and likes to make decisions about everything at home. If he has any objections, she will cry and make trouble with him. Sometimes she will lie down like now and yell with a headache, not caring about anything, pretending to be sick.

He is a man, and he can't be as knowledgeable as a woman and a child with long hair and short hair. He has to tolerate and give in and give in and give in. As a result, he has made her more and more arrogant.

He thought, and his mood became even more irritable, and he began to dislike his daughter. Seeing her head protruding her head and looking sneaky, he couldn't help but shout, "What do you think you look like? If you want to come in, come out, go out, have a slanted eyebrows and eyes, and have a small gesture. Which lady in the family is like you! What are you doing? Did your mother ask you to come? You go and tell your mother that your uncle has sent a letter and blame me for causing such a big deal.

Don't tell him. How did I tell your mother at the beginning? Even if Princess Jianan was thrown into Shanxi by Empress Dowager Cao, even if she was forced to marry the Li family, she is the princess after all. We will not please her, and we should not offend her. But you and your mother are good, and I didn't listen to a word. Now your uncle is here to ask for guilt, and tell your mother not to lie down. I quickly send a letter to your uncle, so don't let your uncle think that I ruin his future!"

After saying that, he turned around and stuffed the letter sent by Wen Peng into his daughter's arms: "Here, this is your uncle's letter, let your mother see it too. Hasn't she always had the most idea? Let her teach me how to reply to this letter." Then he pushed his daughter out and closed the door "slap".

Miss Zhuang stood outside the door, tears falling like rain.

My father never treated her like this, and my mother was always full of energy, but now she fell on the sickbed with white face, not eating or drinking for several days.

Thinking of this, Miss Zhuang couldn't help but grit her teeth.

They are all that Princess Jianan.

If it weren't for her, how could my uncle lose his post, how could my father quarrel with her, how could he dislike her, how could she lie on the bed and can't get up.

She pinched Wen Peng's letter and ran out to find Jianan to argue, but her wet nurse found out and stopped her and told Mrs. Zhuang.

Mrs. Zhuang regrets and hates it.

What I regret is that I didn’t expect that Princess Jianan was so angry that she would be in trouble for a little bit of trouble. What I regret is that she was unable to help her brother and was unable to help her brother, which cut off her brother’s future.

She lay on the bed, thinking about who could help her to say something to her brother and ask her to transfer her back to the court as soon as possible, and then thinking about how she would take revenge on Jiang Xian when Jiang Xian lost power one day. When she heard her close maid telling her that her daughter was going to settle the score with Jiang Xian, she was frightened and sweated all over and could not lie down. She got up and walked to her daughter's room with her shoes.

Miss Zhuang was lying on the bed and cried loudly, scolding Jiang Xian.

Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth, sent down all the people serving in the room, and whispered to her: "When is this? Do you still say such things? If someone spreads it, wouldn't it add fuel to the fire!"

Miss Zhuang had just been scolded by her father, and she felt uncomfortable, and was scolded by her mother. Her temper rose: "I am in my own room, can't I say anything anymore! Then what do you want these servants to do? Why don't you sell them all early!"

"My little ancestor!" Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly begged to her daughter, "You are not out of the box yet. What do you say if you sell it or not? Do you still want to say that the family is a good marriage? There are many people, don't you understand this principle? Besides, our family is being stared at, be careful to make a ten thousand-year-old ship."

Seeing that her mother was so embarrassed, Miss Zhuang also felt sleepy.

She asked her mother with the letter in her hand tightly: "Then, what should we do? Could it be that Ren Jianan bullying us like this?"

The situation is pressing, and they really have no good idea at the moment.

Mrs. Zhuang sighed and said, "I'll go and talk to your father!"



Dear friends, today's update!

ps: Receive revolutionary education in Shaanxi and Gansu... The manuscript that Mr. Faiu helped publish...
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