Sang Ji walked briskly all the way to Jiang Mansion, humming a strange tune in a good mood. According to their rules in southern Xinjiang, if you see such a token, you must cut it off.

He habitually skipped the gate, walked to the base of a wall, and climbed over the several-foot-high wall with just one step.

Sang Ji's movements were very light, like a cat's, and the sound of landing was very small. No one would notice it at all, provided that no one saw it.

However, this kid was unlucky. As soon as he landed on the ground, he bumped into Jiang Guangyao who was walking towards his yard. As soon as he raised his head, he glared at him.

Jiang Guangyao hasn't seen such a courageous assassin in a long time. He dares to blatantly climb over the wall of his own house?

He was stunned for a moment and then quickly reacted. Without saying a word, he drew out the Xiuchun knife from his waist and attacked Sang Ji.

Sang Ji's boxing and kicking skills were not good, so he could only rely on his body skills to dodge against Jiang Guangyao.

"You are so brave. Who sent you here?"

Sang Ji pursed his lips and dodged. He didn't know who he was and didn't say anything. He saw the right moment and turned around and ran away.

Jiang Guangyao grabbed his shoulder with quick eyes and hands, and Sang Ji dwarfed and broke away like a slippery loach.

But the clothes on the shoulders were torn open by Jiang Guangyao, revealing a complicated pattern on the shoulders.

When Jiang Guangyao saw the pattern, his body stiffened suddenly. He stared at Sang Ji's face with wide eyes. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that his features looked familiar.

Especially those eyes, they were exactly the same as those of her old friend. If we counted the time, her son would have been this old.

"Where did you come from? I am the owner of this mansion. Who brought you in?"

Jiang Guangyao put away the knife, holding the fabric of Sang Ji's clothes tightly in her hand, and asked nervously.

When Sang Ji heard that he was Jiang Fu's father, he immediately relaxed his vigilance. He bent down slightly and saluted:

"Sir, I am from the lady's yard."

Jiang Guangyao knew that Jiang Fu was going out today. She had never heard that a new person had entered her daughter's yard before. She must have brought this young man back today.

Jiang Guangyao looked at Sang Ji for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled lightly. The boy beside him was shocked. Master, he hadn't been so kind to anyone in a long time.

He didn't even smile when he saw the emperor!

"Since you belong to the lady, go back to her yard and don't run around at night."

After hearing this, Sang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Jiang Guangyao, said goodbye, and ran away quickly.

After he left, Jiang Guangyao looked at the direction he left for a long time and poked at the system.

【That child...is from southern Xinjiang, right?】

The system makes no sound, which is considered the default.

Jiang Guangyao sighed, not knowing whether his appearance was a good thing or a bad thing.

However, the appearance of this child reminded me that since the plot has collapsed, maybe I can send my daughter away so that she will no longer have anything to do with the hero and heroine.

Since the plot line deviated from 100/100, Jiang Guangyao found that many of the restrictions on himself had been lifted, that is, he would not be restricted by the plot. The most obvious sign is that no one would use his words as a fart anymore.

If it had been before, even if he sent Jiang Fu away, the plot would have sent her back.

But that shouldn't happen now. As long as she leaves the center of the vortex, even if her mission fails one day, she can live a stable life elsewhere.

That... after all, it is the child that I have raised and raised. Even if she is not my biological child, I still want her to be safe and happy.

Jiang Guangyao was a man of action. He thought so and immediately prepared to do so. He immediately ordered people to prepare a carriage to buy supplies and prepare to send Jiang Fu away in the next few days.

Early the next morning, Jiang Fu heard the news that her father wanted to send her to southern Xinjiang for fun, but she was very angry.

I have never heard of anyone sending their daughter abroad in order not to marry her!

"This isn't just for fun, it's obviously to get me assigned!"

The peach blossom cake in Jiang Fu's hand was crushed by her, and the crumbs fell off.

Dad really started throwing sand while playing. He really doesn’t have martial ethics!

She hurriedly drank up the porridge in the bowl, gave the remaining breakfast to Yao Niang and Sang Ji, and hurried to Jiang Guangyao's study.

Yao Niang served herself a bowl of porridge, and just as she was about to serve Sang Ji a bowl, she found that he had picked up the peach blossom cake that Jiang Fu had just taken a bite, pinched and put down, and was eating it in small bites.

"That's all broken. There are still a lot of them here. Eat well."

My wife thought that he was reluctant to waste things, so she brought a whole plate to him.

But the young man turned a deaf ear and held the bitten piece in his hand as if he were holding some diluted treasure. The corners of his mouth curled up, looking very happy.

Yao Niang's heart softened, she thought this child was really thrifty and cute.

Jiang Fu, who hurriedly ran out, missed the opportunity. The servant reported back to her that Jiang Guangyao had gone out without even eating breakfast to attend Zhang Yushi's birthday banquet.

Jiang Fu strongly suspected that her father was avoiding him on purpose. She had never seen how good his relationship with Zhang Yushi was, but the old man always interfered with him and tried to give him a birthday gift?

If you want to say why? It can only mean that invitations are sent to your door. As an official in the court, you always have to give the other person face.

Ming Xia birthday banquets usually host guests in the morning, so that they don’t delay a day’s work and can have fun with family members in the evening.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Guangyao rarely attended such occasions. As soon as he walked in, the lively chatter around him stopped, as if the mute button had been pressed.

[No, what are they afraid of? I’m here to give gifts today, not to collect debts.]

Jiang Guangyao had a cold expression on his face, but he was complaining to the system in his heart.

[Because the host has never attended anyone’s birthday party, they are probably scared to death now, thinking that you are here to cause trouble. 】

When the system said this, Jiang Guangyao was even more speechless. She never participated because no one ever invited her!

Didn't Zhang Yushi just post a post, and he came with gifts? He was very happy to join in the fun.

When Zhang Yushi saw him standing at the door with a cold face, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Then he noticed that there was no Jin Yiwei behind him, and that he was here in casual clothes. Then he felt relieved and stepped forward to greet him with a complicated expression.

Zhang Yushi personally invited him to the seat next to the main table and greeted him with good wine and delicious food.

Although everyone didn't stare at him blatantly, their attention was all on him.

Seeing him sitting down to eat, I relaxed a little and started chatting again, but the atmosphere was still not as relaxed and casual as it was at the beginning.

Jiang Guangyao felt bored after sitting for a while, and no one dared to come forward to greet him. He was thinking about whether to leave first.

At this moment, Chen Jian'an walked towards him with a wine glass in hand. He was wearing dark black clothes embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns. He looked handsome and tall. Even Jiang Guangyao had to sigh that he was really outstanding in appearance. No wonder her daughter could not forget him.

“I haven’t seen you for many days, but the style of the factory owner remains the same.

A few days ago, my father went to Jiang Mansion in advance, but the factory boss refused. Since we are destined to meet today, I still want to ask, what will it take for you to marry my daughter-in-law?"

As soon as Chen Jian'an finished speaking, the pause button was pressed once again.

The next second, it was like water droplets dripping into the oil pan, and the people around him exploded.

"Did I hear you right? You want to marry the daughter of the Jiang family? The daughter of the Jiang family who almost hanged Yan Mingxi's daughter in front of her door?"

"Today's young people are not practical and must be interested in the power of the Yue family."

"Stop making trouble. As for the cruel and powerful women in the family, what's the difference between marrying his daughter and marrying into your wife's wife? If it were my son, he wouldn't do it even if he was given gold and silver."

The guests murmured in low voices, and all these sounds reached Jiang Guangyao's ears, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He looked at the instigator with an unkind look on his face, crossed his arms over his chest, rejected Chen Jian'an's toast with this gesture, and said in a mocking tone:

"Who do you think you are, you want to marry the daughter of my daughter?

Okay, if you sincerely want to marry me, then send me the moon in the sky. As long as you can do it, I will agree to this marriage."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below.

There is no room for change. Who can pluck the moon from the sky without being a god?

Chen Jian'an's face became embarrassed. He was disliked and refused to marry in public. He was afraid that Mr. Chen would soon become the laughing stock of the capital.

He drank down the glass of wine in his hand, put the quilt on the table, and said to Jiang Guangyao in a stiff tone: "I understand, I'll take my leave!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. It could be seen that being rejected in public completely hurt his face and made him unwilling to stay for a moment longer.

Jiang Guangyao looked at his back that left in anger but sat down again in a good mood, thinking that this time he could get some more hatred.

But he waited and waited, but there was no movement from the system at all. This made him confused, and his face became serious without realizing it. Could it be that the system had another bug?

Zhang Yushi, who was sitting next to Jiang Guangyao, trembled when he saw his face turned cold. He raised his hand to wipe the cold heart on his forehead and cursed secretly in his heart:

'Who wrote the invitation without any foresight? Why did you invite him? Except for funeral banquets, people named Jiang are not invited. Isn't this an unspoken rule in the ministerial circle?

You are already dead. If your colleagues find out about this, they will laugh at you to death!'

Zhang Yushi was very confused as to who gave him the invitation...

The person who wrote the post is riding a horse to Jiang Guangyao's house to steal it.

Chen Jian'an stopped his horse at the gate of Jiang Mansion, took out the token he had given to him when he was kidnapped by bandits, and said to the guard guarding the door with an upright face:

"Chief Jiang had too much to drink at the censor's birthday party and asked me to help him come back to pick up something."
Chapter completed!