Chapter 574 A gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself
Zhou Lan didn't know if he should believe his wife at this moment, but he was still a little touched: "I didn't know Chang Xi was so troubled."
Jiang Changxi nodded and said to Zhou Lan: "You must know that you can go home safely, which is the result of many days of hard thinking. I am fighting an offensive and defensive battle, which is not easy."
Zhou Lan looked at Dali, who was stupid, and then he was convinced that his eldest grandma had indeed done so much without him knowing, so he nodded vigorously: "Grandma, you have worked hard, you have to spend so much time."
Da Guixin said, is it true what Da Li said? She didn't even know about this.
Looking at Dali's expression, Zhou Lan solemnly said: "Thank you for your hard work, my family is Chang Xi. It's all because of my husband's fault that Chang Xi has to worry so much."
After all, the girl Dali is short-minded and cannot match the madam's quick wit. What Dali said is definitely true.
You see, Uncle Zhou doesn't consider Miss Dagui's reaction at this time, because Miss Dagui is smart and can cooperate with Chang Xi with just one look.
So Uncle Zhou believed his wife's various plans.
Jiang Changxi felt a little guilty. She had indeed thought about these things, but she had only thought about them.
However, Chang Xi was confident that Dali and Lao Qi had the absolute force to defeat ten wisdoms with one force, so even if Zhou Landing encountered problems, he would be able to come back steadily, so he didn't do any of those mind-consuming things.
Seeing Zhou Lan's slightly moved eyes, Jiang Changxi felt that such a husband was too mellow, and he was still worried about letting him go. Perhaps he should give his husband some advice, not being too easy to coax. Education in this area should be strengthened.
It was difficult to break things off with Zhou Lan at this time, so Jiang Changxi smiled and said, "Our uncle Zhou will be a Jinshi from now on."
After saying that, he saluted Zhou Lan in a decent manner: "Master."
Zhou Lan pursed his lips and couldn't help but couldn't help the corners of his mouth turning up. This finally felt right, so he returned the greeting: "Mrs. Zhou."
Jiang Changxi said in his heart, just say that this person is very easy to coax, and giggled along with Zhou Lan: "I still have to wait for the title of 'Madam', after all, I am a junior."
Zhou Lan remained silent. In this house, his father and mother were both the old man and his wife. When he came to their house, they were the old man and his wife.
Chang Xi is the wife in the house. As for his own mother, isn’t she Mrs. Li now? Although she didn’t say it, that’s what Zhou Lan thought.
Jiang Changxi doesn't worry about this at all. She is still young. If she were given a choice, she would rather be called Sister Jiang or Miss Jiang.
Nowadays, I am just a little used to being called Grandma Zhou, but I am not used to being called Madam, and it still looks a bit old.
People continued to coax people around Zhou Lan: "I found out that my husband is an exam-oriented contestant, and he is very destined to be the same as the '10'."
Zhou Lan couldn't help but nodded. He didn't expect that along the way, the rankings would be evenly matched.
You know, in one county or one state, how many scholars were eliminated along the way to the national examination. It is a miracle that he can stay in this ranking: "Fortunately, it must be the blessing of Mr. Wenquxing."
Otherwise, my level in the provincial examination will definitely not be ranked like this in the general examination. There are so many Jieyuan in the prefectures. During the general examination, only ten or eightyuan will be few. In the Baoding Prefecture's provincial examination, he will be ten.
No matter what the name is, Zhou Lan even thought that he was lucky to be ranked 10th in the test.
Jiang Changxi gave her man a proud affirmation: "If you have luck, that's a point, and that's also your husband's strength."
That being said, it is not impossible. No one dares to say that luck is not needed in scientific examinations. Anyway, I just want to be happy today.
Jiang Changxi pulled Zhou Lan: "Let's go over to Mr.'s place and have a lot of fun together. My parents will be very happy."
Speaking of this, Zhou Lan became emotional and pulled Jiang Changxi: "Mother loves me."
The main reason is that when he came back, his mother-in-law was excited for him and spent a lot of money on him without fear of losing money. The daughter-in-law was just excited because someone else was trying to catch her son-in-law. It was a bit resentful.
Jiang Changxi still felt a little guilty, so she quickly said: "I feel sorry for you too." She was no worse than her mother, but she just gossiped and forgot the important point, and it was all Dali's fault.
Zhou Lan pulled his daughter-in-law and walked slowly. Old men are definitely broad-minded. They can't keep worrying about such trivial matters: "That's natural. Congratulations to Grandma Zhou, your husband won the Jinshi."
Jiang Changxi: "Congratulations to Uncle Zhou for winning the Jinshi."
Dali raised his eyebrows at the back, thinking that these two people were boring. You two are just happy. Congratulations. What are you doing?
Come to the front yard, sir, and Mr. Jiang San are analyzing the world's major events. What Jiang Changxi hears is all fantasy. It's enough to get addicted to this stuff in the house, let alone the world, my son may not listen to you. It's a shame.
These two people were so selfless in their analysis.
If you talk outside, you may lose your head accidentally. I don’t know why they are so excited. This is a disease. Jiang Changxi thinks they need to change.
Tell Dali, sir, your yard must be taken care of. If you are not careful, you may cause trouble.
Zhou Lan laughed. His daughter-in-law was as cautious as ever: "Why don't you tell your husband not to talk about state affairs when you go out."
Jiang Changxi: "I think so. I don't have the weight." Can these two people listen to her? And what do you mean by not talking about national affairs when you go out? You can't just talk about it casually when you are at home, okay?
Zhou Lan: "You don't have to be so careful. When you go to a teahouse outside, even the vendors on the street will talk about major world events."
People who have no long-term worries must have immediate worries, Jiang Changxi: "Who will stare at the vendors on the street and care about them, but it is different for people like Mr., every word and deed may be remembered by someone.
It’s better to be cautious.”
If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of being noticed by thieves. If it really attracts attention, people will plot against you and it will be impossible to guard against it.
Maybe there are people who want to use Mr. Wenzhai’s name as a stepping stone to get out of the industry. Is this kind of thing unusual?
Zhou Lan sighed, this is the path he has taken. Not to mention the calculations of his political opponents, his daughter-in-law manages the business well and her family will have a big business in the future. People will worry about something stale.
But if you don't take this path, it's even more impossible, unless you can live in poverty in a small village.
Even so, if you are weak and have no ability to protect yourself, then someone is still thinking about the family business. Your neighbors may not want to divide your land.
A gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself, no matter where he is used.
As he spoke, Zhou Lan felt like he had realized that Zhou Jinshi was just the beginning of his life, not enough to be proud of himself, let alone get carried away.
When I look at my wife who is walking calmly beside me, I feel more at ease and not drifting away anymore.
The two of them were talking and were already standing next to Mrs. Jiang, one on the left and the other on the right. Mrs. Jiang was scattering large amounts of copper coins.
Even if Jiang Changxi looks dazzled and feels distressed, he still accepts it. He can't stop it anyway, so he should just be generous to the end.