After the Qinglong Hall meeting dispersed and the Night Jing Hall left, Pei Xiangjun took his maid Xiuhe to his sister-in-law Zhang Yulian's residence and recounted the situation just now.
"Although Jingtang is young, he does have the momentum of a big boss. Now the eight incense masters no longer have any contempt in their hearts. As long as Jingtang makes a name for himself in the world, the chaos inside Honghua Mansion will be settled..."
Pei Xiangjun, wearing a goose-yellow skirt, sat sideways on a carved soft couch, holding a needle and thread, embroidering the "Picture of Birds Playing in the Water", and softly praised the performance of Night Terror Hall.
Mrs. Zhang was sitting across from her. Her face calmed down slightly after hearing this, but she didn't look too happy. Instead, she had a hint of sadness:
"No matter how good Jingtang's performance is, he is only the adopted son of his second uncle. He has no blood relationship with the Pei family, and he has never received any favors from the Pei family. Helping the Pei family carry the heavyweight is a matter of friendship. Not helping the Pei family is also a freedom for others. The Pei family can't say that.
What."
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I know what Jingtang is like."
After all, Mrs. Zhang has been the wife of the head of the family for many years. She has more experience than Pei Xiangjun. She sighed lightly:
"Sanniang, there are some things that I still have to say. People's hearts will change. Judging from Jingtang's performance today, you will definitely not be able to control it if your wings become stronger in the future. Such a big industry cannot just rely on 'belief'
Words. You have to find a way to keep people's hearts."
"The Jingtang Xia is very arrogant. His advantage is that he doesn't care about fame and wealth, and the same is true for his shortcomings. If he wants to help the Pei family, I will do my best even if I don't tell him. If he doesn't want to help, how can I keep him?"
Helplessness flashed in Mrs. Zhang's eyes. Seeing that there were no outsiders, she leaned a little closer:
"What men like is nothing more than 'power, money, fame, and sex'. Jingtang is not greedy for money, and he doesn't need the Pei family to give him power or fame, so he can only start with the last thing..."
Pei Xiangjun stopped embroidering the bird and raised his eyes:
"Sister-in-law, do you mean to use a beauty trap? Jingtang is prettier than 99% of other women. I don't think there are many women in the world who can tie him down."
Mrs. Zhang glanced at Pei Xiangjun’s figure:
"Of course ordinary women can't be tied down, but how can you be an ordinary woman? As the head girl of Honghua Tower, she is very charming and charming. As the saying goes, 'A thousand pieces of friendship is not worth as much as four ounces on the chest.' You must be two pounds."
?Can’t tie down a young man?”
?!
Pei Xiangjun's eyes were stunned, and he pulled back his bulging skirt, showing a hint of embarrassment:
"Sister-in-law! What are you talking nonsense about? You and I are of the same generation, so you call me Senior Aunt!"
"Who are you studying under?"
Mrs. Zhang said earnestly: "You are the apprentice of the Pei family, and Jingtang is the adopted son of the Pei family. The two of them have a completely different relationship. Who would say there is a problem in getting married? Jingtang is a talented person, and his talent seems to be not bad. You are close to the water.
Fight for it, give such a good man to an outsider for nothing, do you think you will suffer a loss? If I had a daughter, I would be betrothed to Jingtang now..."
"Sister-in-law, don't act recklessly, it will be self-defeating and embarrassing."
"I'm not joking. If you can't let go, try to find a way to find someone in Honghualou. There are countless disciples in Honghualou, and there are many beautiful women. You have to pick one and send it to Jingtang to warm the bed and make quilts.
If we are not a family, how can you guarantee that your hearts will turn to Honghua House?"
Xiuhe, who was making tea next to him and eavesdropping, raised his chest slightly and 'accidentally' touched the teacup and made a noise, almost coughing twice.
Pei Xiangjun didn't talk to the nymphomaniac Xiu He, but he also knew that what his sister-in-law said was reasonable. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed:
"I'll go check out Jingtang's words first to see if he intends to start a family."
Mrs. Zhang feels that Pei Xiangjun is too shy to drive a small car:
"If a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old doesn't want a girl, he must be seriously ill. This kind of young boy is not like an old man who is used to romance. It's best to get started. As long as he 'pleases' you a little, he will treat you as a sweetheart.
, I will obey your words..."
"Eh~!"
Pei Xiangjun waved his sleeves lightly, interrupting his sister-in-law's shameless words. Seeing that it was still early, he stood up and left:
"I'll go over and check the conversation. Sister-in-law, please don't act like a matchmaker."
Mrs. Zhang shook her head and continued to embroider:
"You just can't lose face and pursue a man. If you regret it one day, don't blame your sister-in-law for not giving you any advice."
"I know, oh, it's really..."
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Gululu...
Soon after, a luxurious horse-drawn carriage with a wooden sign with the word "Pei" on it drove through the old streets of Dyefang Street.
The car curtain was raised, and Xiuhe's pretty cheeks poked out, looking around on the street:
"Why does Master Ye live in such a shabby place? I have never been here in all the years I have been in the capital."
"Jingtang is frugal by nature. He just came to Beijing and had no money, so he stayed here."
Pei Xiangjun was sitting in the carriage, even slightly dressed up. He was wearing a gorgeous goose-yellow spring skirt, a shawl on his shoulders, and a touch of light red rouge. He looked intellectual and beautiful, just like the familiar head of a wealthy family.
Miss.
Although Pei Xiangjun has no intention of eating young grass, as her sister-in-law said, she has nothing to do with Jingtang. The boy is unmarried and the girl is unmarried, and there is no fault in Jingtang's appearance and conduct. She has no intention at all, and she cannot deliberately resist it.
, it’s best to let everything take its course.
This trip was to explore the Jingtang, but for some reason, Pei Xiangjun had a strange feeling of "self-recommending a pillow mat".
When Pei Xiangjun was thinking about how to speak later, his ears twitched slightly and he suddenly heard strange noises coming from the deep alley:
sough--
The sound of a sword being drawn out was accompanied by the words of men and women:
",Don't, don't, don't..."
"You keep running? Let's see how long you can run!..."
?!
Pei Xiangjun's eyes narrowed slightly and he came back to his senses instantly.
She didn't have much contact with Jingtang, but she understood Jingtang's character. The last time he came to kill him in disguise, Jingtang had no chance of winning. He was still calm in the face of danger. To be able to panic to such an extent, what kind of powerful enemy must he have encountered?
Swish——
But in a moment of thought, the curtain of the carriage moved slightly, and Pei Xiangjun who was sitting inside had disappeared.
With just two ups and downs, Pei Xiangjun rushed over the deserted house and landed in a courtyard that was completely new compared to the last time he saw it.
tread--
After his feet landed smoothly, Pei Xiangjun saw two people standing in the main room!
Jingtang stood on the right side of the table, looking flustered, still raising his hands to stop him, and looking at her in shock!
Opposite the table, there is a young woman with a waist as tall as a willow, peach blossom eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a face like an iceberg, her appearance is impeccable, she even has an air of immortality from this world, and she is a stunningly beautiful girl.
Life is three points amazing.
But this woman obviously came with bad intentions!
The anger in the woman's eyes was still there, and she pointed the three-foot sharp blade in her right hand at the Night Terror Hall. There were many sword marks on the floor and walls.
Pei Xiangjun's face was slightly cold, and he immediately wanted to rush in and hold down this daring female thief!
But as soon as I moved, I saw the sumptuous food on the table, and the birds squatting on the table watching a show...
There are two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, as well as half-drunk drinks...
If you look closely, you will see that the woman holding the sword has a red face and is not even wearing any shoes...
No matter how you look at it, it looks like flirting!
??
Pei Xiangjun froze on the spot. The calmness of her high position prevented her from losing her composure, but her face still turned red and she asked: