Mr. Zhou quickly reassured his wife: "It's not that bad, it's just that it is somewhat different from what I planned in advance."
When Jiang Changxi heard that he was being bullied, his tone changed: "Who is causing trouble?" It seemed like he would throw someone into a sack if he disagreed.
Zhou Lan did not hide it from his wife. It was not worth getting angry over such a thing: "Shidu Zhao, what he said was full of things. It made the atmosphere in the Hanlin Academy change."
The key is that this person may not have achieved anything, but he is disgusting enough.
Jiang Changxi: "You can speak on your own merits, and you can't do anything just by criticizing others. This villain is actually a first-class scholar of Qian. I was wrong about him."
Zhou Lan looked at Madam by mistake and actually thought more favorably of Zhao Shidu, but he didn't notice. Fortunately, Madam's eyesight problem was temporary and she recovered quickly.
Zhou Lan: "I originally thought that we would go to the south of the Yangtze River, where the climate is pleasant, the scenery is beautiful, and the place is prosperous. We could stay as a family for a few years. I'm afraid Zhao Shidu would also be interested in dealing with such people.
Not very happy."
Jiang Changxi: "That is really a villain who harms others and does not benefit himself. Although a wealthy place is good, the terrible thing is that there is nothing for the husband to show his talents. Moreover, the wealthy place is intricate and complicated, which may not necessarily be a good thing."
I cursed Zhao Shidu to death in my heart, what a good plan, it was ruined in the hands of this villain.
Zhou Lan: "My grandfather and father-in-law said the same thing. We have no foundation in the capital. When we go to Jiangnan, our official position is not high. I am afraid that we will only be manipulated by others. We may get into factional disputes by then. What I haven't seen yet is
Good thing."
Jiang Changxi nodded. If he had gone there rashly, he would have become cannon fodder: "Cannon fodder."
Zhou Lan had never heard of this word before, and it was new to him: "What is that."
Jiang Changxi: "It's not important. Since it's not easy to seek help, forget it and let Zhao Shi read it." Let this villain go through the suffering and beg for kindness.
Zhou Lan also thought so. Zhao Shidu was very capable, so he might feel more comfortable in a place like that: "If that's the case, I would have wronged my wife and children. And the rest of the place is the same. It doesn't matter whether we seek it or not."
That said, it's just for the sake of face. If your plan fails, you will be really embarrassed.
Jiang Changxi: "You still have to be careful. Ahem, I heard that my grandfather, mother, and aunt all said that the scenery over there in the border county is also pretty good."
Zhou Lan really had never thought about this place. He looked at Jiang Changxi seriously: "Do you want to go to Border County?" Isn't it too risky? The child is still young.
Jiang Changxi: "I'm really looking forward to it. I'll take a walk around in three to five years. It won't be a long-term settlement, but it'll be okay."
Jiang Changxi was really trying to comfort Zhou Lan. After all, the worst place was the border county. With this foundation, Zhou Lan would feel that the place was pretty good wherever he went.
One wanted to save some face for himself, but he thought that the worst place to go was the border county. The other wanted to save some face for the other party, so he said that the place was the least ideal.
When the time comes, wherever you go, it will be better than here. You see, everyone will be happy, no matter whether they are disappointed or not.
Zhou Lan: "I have to think about this. Border County is no different than others. It is not only remote, but also involves military affairs. There have always been wars in Border County. It is not easy to go there."
But it really does make a difference. In fact, it might not be a way out.
Jiang Changxi said easily: "Ahem, I'm afraid my grandfather is here." That's equivalent to his own nest.
Zhou Lan: "As a husband, I am not afraid of danger. Risks and opportunities coexist. As a husband, I am afraid that you mothers will suffer along with me..."
Jiang Changxi: “I’m afraid we will become a drag.”
Zhou Lan: "I'm afraid you are in danger."
Jiang Changxi glanced at Zhou Lan: "Let me tell you the truth, the children are now more powerful than you at playing with sticks. A few days ago, my grandfather was riding a horse with two children in his arms. Wait for another year and a half.
Yes, our family is going to the border county, and it’s not necessarily who is being dragged down."
Jiang Changxi didn't mean it when he said it, but Mr. Zhou didn't mean it when he heard it. I'm afraid the scene won't be pretty when the time comes.
Can you say this casually? Mr. Zhou went to the outer courtyard with a dark face. Both husband and wife said this as a joke. At least the matter of going to the border county must be a joke.
Although the words were a joke, he could not let his wife look down upon him and regard him as a burden. Mr. Zhou played in his husband's yard with a bamboo stick for most of the night.
This is because I am angry. This is definitely because I am angry.
Sir, I have suffered a lot. I didn't sleep well. I have never seen a disciple who cheated his master like this. He is getting older and has little sleep. Is it the stick that is tormenting him? It is the master who is tormenting him.
I thought to myself, could it be that the couple had a conflict yesterday because the female disciple was skipping school with her children? But it’s not like her face was so dark.
Thinking of this, Mr. was comforted. At least the female disciple was responsible and talked with the senior disciple.
Sir: "Ahem, what do you want to do? You can't become a general."
Zhou Lan: "There's nothing wrong with it. Sir, do you think this disciple is capable of this?"
The master looked at the eldest disciple: "Do you think the enemy troops are all elegant scholars like me, sir?"
Zhou Lan didn't think much and said seriously: "Sir, please ask the disciples to dismantle the enemy's combat power from within and mobilize the enemy's troops to study." Mr. Zhou was really distracted. How could he give him invalid advice?
The husband paused: "Sir, I mean, with your skills, you can compete with me, sir, in front of someone like me."
He just rolled up his sleeves and left, and then went to disintegrate the enemy inside to see what he could do. I dare to think.
Recently, my husband has been looking at his eldest disciple in a very distressed manner.
Zhou Lan was not very happy either. It turned out that the teacher looked down upon his skill, but he was not bad either. Mr. Zhou even patted his strong and strong arms: "It's all about strength. The teacher can teach you how to read. Let's see if he is strong."
He must be a military commander."
So Zhou Lan went to the Qi family for a stroll. Before he could show off, he was led to the martial arts training ground by his grandfather. Looking at the exposed arms of the Qi family and the stone weights that even the children of the Qi family could pick up and play with, Mr. Zhou was speechless.
Didn't dare to let it go.
With all his energy and showmanship, he can only make a few noises in the literary circle.
After he went back exhausted, he honestly poured tea for the teacher and apologized: "Except for the teacher, no one can let the disciples know the facts so straightforwardly."
The master glanced at his eldest disciple: "What are you planning? If you really want to go to Jiangnan, although the master is in the market, there are two acquaintances in the court."
Mr. Zhou Lan is very ambitious: "When my disciple was admitted to Jinshi and became an official, he didn't make me look down on him and ask for help. How can I embarrass him now?"
Mr.: "This is still different. It turns out that it is all your own business. Now there are Yuanyuan and Jiang Jiang. Of course, you need to plan carefully and take more into consideration." It turns out that it is for the sake of my disciple and grandson.
Zhou Lan felt a little hurt: "Sir, you will lose your disciples like this. Really."
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