Li Yunniang is considered a reasonable master among farm women. If it were a woman like Zhang Cuicui who only cares about immediate interests, she would probably want her daughter to climb such a high branch.

But she is not that utilitarian and only thinks about her daughter.

Xia Qianqian put a hand on hers and patted her, "Mom, I'm at home. We don't have to worry about food or drink. I also want to open a shop to make money. With such a good life, why would you go to Jiang Mansion?

You work as a cow or a horse for others, and you are treated as idle."

She chuckled, "I'm not stupid, I know how to make choices."

Seeing her like this, Li Yunniang poked her forehead with her finger and said angrily: "You are the only one who is poor."

She looked at Xia Qianqian and said with pity on her face: "Qianqian, getting married is a lifelong matter. Mom has no ability. The only thing I can do for you is to find a good family for you."

"Son, your first ten years have been too bitter. Mom hopes that your future life will be sweet."

"Okay, we all live a sweet life."

Night comes early in Fu'an Village and people go to bed early.

The door of the Mo family slowly opened, and a young man in a moon-white brocade robe stepped out. When he walked in front of the green tent carriage, he raised his head, looked sharply at the treetops aside, and said sternly: "Come down."

"Whoosh", a gust of breeze flew by, the treetops swayed slightly, and a person immediately knelt on the ground, "In this humble position, I see His Highness the Wise King."

Ji Zimo's gaze fell coldly on the man's back, his eyes calm and calm, "Why are you here?"

"Your Highness, Mrs. Hou sent her subordinates to protect Miss Xia." Qingfeng answered truthfully.

When Ji Zimo heard this, he frowned slightly, remained silent for a while, then turned around and got into the Qing tent carriage.

Geng Zhong, who was following, walked up to Qingfeng, bent down and reminded: "That girl is very clever, be careful not to be discovered."

He was a golden-armored guard who was once ordered to track down Xia Qianqian. During this period, he was teased and suffered a lot.

Therefore, he looked at Qingfeng with some pity.

On the quiet road, the sound of wheels and horse hooves can be heard all the way.

Geng Zhong, who was on the carriage shaft, asked while driving his horse: "Your Highness, Qingfeng is protecting the Xia family, and our secret guards..."

There is really not enough manpower recently, so there are ten secret guards posted around the Xia family, all of them are masters of the golden armored guards.

"Our people can't withdraw. With Qingfeng here, there will be an extra layer of guarantee." Ji Zimo's eyes darkened, "What about Xiao Yong's side?"

"Your Highness, we have carried out according to the original plan."

"Let's go and take a look."

The night is dark, and in the twilight sky, a full moon hangs, covering the earth with a layer of silver-gray light.

As soon as we entered the west gate of Jiangcheng, the streets were brightly lit and still crowded with people.

At the entrance of the Jiang family, known as the Four Great Families, the broad red door has fist-sized copper nails illuminated by lanterns under the eaves, making it appear solemn and wealthy.

There are two large stone lions standing on both sides of the door. Their eyes are red and they are majestic and intimidating.

Eight strong guards, holding swords across their waists, guarded both sides of the gate, their eyes warily looking at the pedestrians on the street.

Today is a good day.

Jiang Deming, the old man of Jiang Mansion, turns 60 today. Relatives and friends from both inside and outside Jiang City have been invited to the banquet.

The gate of the Jiang family was bustling with traffic for a while, and it continued non-stop from morning to night.

In Jiangcheng, the main venue for celebrating birthdays was at the dinner party. At this time, the Jiang family gathered all the prominent guests in Jiangcheng, and everyone gathered in the Jiang family courtyard.

Under the bright lights, everyone toasted with smiles and toasted to the person in the first place.

Jiang Deming's face was red, he smiled shyly, and he nodded to everyone with a kind face and thanked everyone.

After decades of hard work, he has expanded the Jiang family's industry. The eldest son is thirty years old. Although he is not married, he has excellent business ability and does not need to worry about business matters.

The youngest son standing next to him is just eight years old. He has handsome features and a noble air. He has been taught by a private school since he was a child. He works hard in his studies and is favored by the private school teacher. He will have a bright future.

Next to the main seat is his wife Tong Qingyun, who is gentle and virtuous, and manages everything in the house in an orderly manner. On the side seats next to him, five concubines are sitting neatly, each with a beautiful face and a proud figure.

Under the compliments of everyone, Jiang Deming was happy for a moment. From morning to night, he never left his hand with an exquisite celadon glazed wine glass.

After clinking glasses with this person, he walked aside with a smile and clinked glasses with another person. He was very busy.

In the Jiang family courtyard, there is a peaceful and lively scene.

Outside the Jiang Family Courtyard, a carriage with a green tent passed by slowly. A hand with slender fingers slowly opened the curtain, and his deep eyes looked at the red lantern under the eaves, and his eyes darkened.

"Here comes someone."

A black shadow flashed out of the shadows like a teleport.

An object was thrown out of the car and accurately fell into Shadow's arms, "According to the plan."

"Yes!"

In an instant, Shadow hugged the box and disappeared.

A low sigh came from the carriage, and then Ji Zimo's deep voice came out, "Let's go back to Mo Mansion to see the young master!"

"Yes!"

The green tent carriage shuttled on the avenue and soon disappeared from people's sight.

In Jiang Mansion, everyone was drunk after three rounds of drinking.

Tong Qingyun called on the maids and servants to lead the way and lead the guests to the guest rooms.

One of the guests suddenly looked painful, clamped his legs, and looked embarrassed, "Quick, help me go to the toilet."

"Take him there quickly." A boy was ordered, stepped forward to help the person, and quickly went to the toilet.

In the courtyard, people couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Deming laughed so hard that his belly trembled, and he smoothed things over for him: "Brother Li must have drunk too much, and he is too drunk. He is too drunk."

He also drank too much. When he spoke, his tongue was knotted in his mouth and his words were unclear.

When everyone heard this, they laughed again.

"Mr. Li is very happy for you, so happy." The flatterer quickly agreed.

Someone even raised their voice and reminded: "Today, anyone who is drunk here will not be exaggerated if he loses his temper. It is because everyone is drunk even if they are not drunk. It is because of the atmosphere!"

"Yes, yes!"

These people have many business contacts with Jiang Deming and boast that courtship is their strength.

Amidst the compliments from everyone, Jiang Deming's face glowed with joy and he couldn't help himself.

While he was happy, another person's face tightened, he put down his wine glass with a bang, covered his stomach with both hands, clamped his legs suddenly, his face turned red, and he slurred: "Excuse me, I have to go to the toilet."
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As he spoke, he bent down and crossed his legs, covering his buttocks with one hand, and rushed towards the toilet in a panic.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter again.

Some people couldn't help but ridiculed: "He is the same, he really plays the role of drunkenness to the extreme."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, it was as if he was being possessed. The speaker's face tightened, his brows furrowed, his legs crossed, and he looked uncomfortable, "I... I'll take my leave."

Just like his predecessors, his legs were like spirals, spinning back and forth in front of him as he rushed towards the toilet.

This is...

Everyone was stunned, and no one laughed this time.

Jiang Deming suddenly felt bad.

Just as he was about to ask, his expression suddenly changed, and then he felt an overwhelming pain in his stomach.
Chapter completed!