Jiang Changxi thought to himself that Zhou Lan must be somewhat concerned about this.
As for himself, Jiang Changxi laughed twice: "Haha, we don't live in the Li Mansion, and we don't have to depend on anyone. When my husband becomes famous in the future, who will dare to say anything."
Followed by: "A thousand people have a thousand opinions, and a thousand mouths can come up with ten thousand opinions. They themselves don't know what they believe. The people around me are so important that I don't care. These idle people say
What, what does it have to do with us?"
Then he said to Zhou Lan: "If you mind very much, we can go back to Baoding Mansion first. Anyway, here in Kyoto, my uncle won't mind."
Zhou Lan: "If I mind, what will happen next?"
For a man who wants to pursue an official career, someone will talk about these things at any time. He wants to support a woman, so he can't bear to mind.
Zhou Lan was extremely serious: "I'm just afraid I'll tire you."
Jiang Changxi: "That's not necessary. Widows among the common people are encouraged to remarry to the government. What's wrong with our mother remarrying? Who dares to say a word? I took out the legal and legal books and talked to him."
Okay, I know that you have a strong attitude and you really don’t take these things seriously. You also know that using legal books to protect your little lady is really powerful.
Zhou Lan was comforted by his wife and felt that he was asking for trouble.
Jiang Changxi was thinking that this mess was all caused by her uncle. His uncle felt sorry for his sister and wanted Lin to get over the matter, but he might not be protecting his nephew's reputation.
It's better to be more considerate of yourself when pointing out others' kindness.
Jiang Changxi: "When I first came to Kyoto, I made a lot of trouble to Mr.'s friends. Da Guixin has roasted ducks, and they are all very fat. Let's go visit Mr.'s friends."
This should be the etiquette, but Zhou Lan said: "Sir, there is no arrangement yet."
Jiang Changxi: "Let's just go to the door in the carriage and deliver the duck. It's not rude if we don't come in to visit."
I can only say that as juniors, the young couple acted too thoughtfully and modestly.
Zhou Lan nodded happily, thinking that they were just a young couple traveling in the capital by car.
In a rare half-day of leisure, the couple ran around Beijing, helping the husband maintain friendship and sending ducks.
Before the two of them returned home, Mr. Wenzhai had already received messages from friends, praising his disciple for his good teaching and how sensible he was.
The main thing is that duck is good, and fat and oily duck is better.
Moreover, the return gifts from these people have arrived. It is good to be able to eat hot roast duck. Taking advantage of the juniors is something that these great scholars cannot do.
Mr. Wenzhai twitched the corner of his mouth, "What do you want to play with? That girl will only be attentive when she has something to do."
The old gentleman was afraid, so he had to think more. It was neither sooner nor later than this time to be courteous. The old gentleman also understood that Mr. Lin was about to get married, and his disciple still needed someone to support him.
So Mr. Wenzhai treated us to a treat the next day and introduced a group of disciples with his friends, of course there were two, one big and one small. Jiang Changxi's half was an invisible disciple.
They didn't know who Zhou Lan was, but the recent lively event in Kyoto was the marriage between the Lin family and the Li family. Unexpectedly, the bride turned out to be the mother of Mr. Wenzhai's disciple.
With such words, it is self-defeating to say that Mr. Zhou from Renxiang sold his mother for glory and wanted to take advantage of the Li family's power.
With such a master, he really couldn't follow the path of his stepfather and still end up with such a reputation.
Let’s talk about the marriage between Lin Mansion and Li Mansion. What’s going on with the Zhou family?
So Uncle Zhou is just practicing filial piety to make his mother live a good life.
This reputation is not bad at all. At least Uncle Zhou who came from the countryside does not need to rely on his mother to remarry and establish himself in Kyoto. He has his own connections.
But it wasn't much better. Just like what Jiang Changxi said, those old scholars had everything they could say about remarriage, and the laws of the imperial court were not as important as his rules.
In Jiang Changxi's words, they have made a name for themselves with their old-fashioned rules. If they are not knowledgeable, they only have this little ability, so don't worry about it.
The teacher only listened to half of the sentence, then punished Jiang Changxi to copy the Four Books of Women. See what you can do, how dare you criticize these old scholars.
Jiang Changxi had a bitter look on his face: "Sir, you should be considerate of this disciple. I have always been cautious and cautious and never talked nonsense. What I said today was not to comfort my husband."
Sir: "You don't know yourself very well, but you are still very brave. You should go and copy earlier. No ghostwriting is allowed this time. Sir, I am serious."
Jiang Changxi had a sad face, it would be fine if it was the Classic of Filial Piety. No matter how ignorant she was, she knew that the Four Books of Women could not be written by Zhou Lan.
The most important thing is, what if Zhou Lan has the same experience when he is studying and uses the Four Women's Books as a weapon to deal with himself? Men are less knowledgeable about these things, so it doesn't matter.
There are so many serious things, why waste time, right? Jiang Changxi: "You underestimate my disciple."
The husband didn’t know that she could think so much and go so far. As long as you don’t let others write for you, that’s fine.
The teacher is still very concerned about his disciples: "Why don't you go to the Lin Mansion to ask for an appointment today?"
Jiang Changxi: "Uncle, my aunt said yesterday that these matters are for the elders to take care of. We juniors just wait to see our cousin."
The teacher sighed, he just didn't want his disciples to get involved, and all the excuses were just family considerations.
When the teacher felt that the disciple had been wronged, he was not in a good mood. He really didn't like Uncle Lin at all.
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, we can't leave either. My husband came to Kyoto just so that my mother could have no worries. The rest is not a big deal."
The teacher couldn't help but nodded: "That's very good. You are indeed my disciple. He has a broad mind and his brain should be used where it should be used. In the past, I thought you, uncle, were okay, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that."
Jiang Changxi said very proudly: "We were taught by our master, and the eyes of our disciples are filled with stars and seas."
The teacher felt that he had grown taller instantly, and was very satisfied with his disciples' broad-mindedness and vision: "Yeah."
Then he realized that if he was really so indifferent, as for the roast duck being sent all over the capital, and what the banquet was like today, the gentleman has not forgotten: "You are not a loser."
Jiang Changxi: "My disciple is very kind. Isn't this because I feel sorry for my husband?"
Yesterday, my uncle and aunt said this, so Jiang Changxi took Zhou Lan to deliver the ducks. Seeing how tight the schedule was, she said that this disciple never does useless work.
It turned out that I was waiting here to build a good reputation for men.
I don’t want to make a profit here, but I can’t let others use me as a stepping stone. Instead of looking at whether others are kind or not, it’s better to do things carefully first. After all, I bet on whether others have a conscience, so it’s better to leave two more paths for myself.