However, Zhou Lan felt very embarrassed for his father. He felt sorry for his biological father because he was incompetent and failed to protect his father's family business for half his life.
Zhou Lan: "Uncle Qian and my father were colleagues in one term. He was my father's Shangguan." Jiang Changxi did not expect that he was a Shangguan.
Zhou Lan: "Uncle Qian has only arrived in the capital in the past two years. He works at the Yushitai. He is an honest man and has a good official reputation."
And there is no party affiliation. What you can say is shared with your wife, but what you can’t say is left half.
Jiang Changxi looked back at the big stone lion at the door. How could an upright official's mansion be so luxurious?
How could Zhou Lan not know Jiang Changxi's doubts? He laughed and looked at the gate of Qian's Mansion and explained: "My aunt has an extraordinary background."
Jiang Changxi was stunned for a moment, did he live off his wife? Can this be said so clearly? How did Mr. Qian's official voice come out? It seems unreliable.
Zhou Lan: "Uncle Qian is a capable adult and is not shy about this."
Otherwise, he could live in such a comfortable place as a member of Yushitai, but if there were some flaws, how many people would be watching.
Jiang Changxi admired Qian Yushi very much: "I am narrow-minded, but Uncle Qian is open-minded."
Zhou Lan saw that Jiang Changxi had nothing to say to him, so he took the initiative and said: "We usually meet each other. If you like it, you can keep in touch with her. If you don't like it, don't force it."
Jiang Changxi: "Am I the one who has wronged myself? I am quite outgoing and have no obstacles to interpersonal communication. Are you thinking too much?"
Zhou Lan: "I just thought that I was overthinking it. I didn't come to see my uncle in the past. Firstly, the opportunity was not suitable. Secondly, it was because I couldn't get over it. I was afraid that my father would be looked down upon by others."
Jiang Changxi still understood. The main reason was that he didn’t want his late father-in-law to be looked down upon.
Now that Zhou Lan is famous, if nothing else, at least when he mentions his father-in-law, others will say, your father will definitely comfort you if he knows you are like this.
Jiang Changxi didn't know how to comfort people. Anyway, she knew that Zhou Lan thought more than she thought. Especially she couldn't mention her father-in-law.
Jiang Changxi really didn't want to make it difficult for her to associate with others, but after hearing Zhou Lan's words, she still breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.
Zhou Lan laughed, he could still see this change in Chang Xi. He had to work harder.
His wife can't always look at people's faces when they follow him. If that's the case, he is too inferior as a husband.
Zhou Lan: "I came here to see Uncle Qian for my own selfish reasons. I want to stay in the Hanlin Academy, and I don't think about Uncle Qian helping me. At least I can't let people think I have no connections and get kicked out of the Hanlin Academy."
This is the truth that can only be revealed between husband and wife. Jiang Changxi nodded, "I understand." Zhou Lan is not as rotten as a scholar, he knows how to adapt, and he is a very thief.
I also understand Mrs. Qian's show of kindness. She is a smart person. Since she wants to move around, she should make things clear. She doesn't want to help someone who holds a grudge. Who wants to create a white-eyed wolf around them.
After returning home, Mrs. Jiang San asked Jiang Changxi nervously: "Which house did my uncle take you to? It's so serious."
Then he said nervously: "How are you doing? You didn't hold back my uncle. How's your stomach? You didn't wrong my grandson."
Jiang Changxi didn't know which answer to answer first, and she was still a little aggrieved. She had been caring about her uncle, grandson, and daughter just by the way. She was really her mother: "My father-in-law's old friend is very easy to get along with. Don't worry, you are worried.
No problems at all.”
Mrs. Jiang San paid no attention to Jiang Changxi's words, and was asked an irrelevant question: "Do they have a young lady of the same age in their house?"
I really didn't pay attention to this, but Jiang Changxi, the girls from the Qian Mansion, has also seen them, and they are all outstanding.
Jiang Changxi: "It doesn't seem right for you to act as a matchmaker when we first meet, right?"
The main reason is that people may not trust them. How can I tell this to my mother-in-law? If you want to get close, you are not in such a hurry.
Mrs. Jiang San’s face turned dark. She was so full that she was trying to match someone. Did she mean that?
The emperor was really not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry: "What I'm asking is, do you have any old acquaintances of my uncle?"
Jiang Changxi exclaimed, confirming that she was his mother: "You are overthinking it. No one will care about my father-in-law who was chosen by my father before he was born."
Mrs. Jiang San glared angrily: "Don't you have a heart? My uncle is such a handsome and outstanding person. Anyone with eyes can see how good he is."
What a thick filter this is, Jiang Changxi looked at his mother: "You are overthinking, your uncle is really not that good."
Mrs. Jiang San was angry. Did she think too much? It was her daughter who thought too little. Why did she become so short-minded? She still read too little.
Mrs. Jiang San was angry and thought about going back to the study to find a storybook for Jiang Changxi to fill in some ridiculous knowledge.
Zhou Lan, who had just returned from her husband's stay, was very embarrassed when she heard the conversation between mother and daughter. If she didn't go in to explain, her mother-in-law might not be able to sleep well.
But if he went in to explain himself, the mother-in-law would be happy even before she saw him. It would really embarrass him.
Jiang Changxi didn't give him a chance to exit. He glanced at Zhou Lan outside the door and said, "Hey, why are you back?"
Mrs. Jiang San was really embarrassed when she saw her uncle at the door. She didn't know how much his uncle heard. Should she pretend to have a headache and hide for a while? Mrs. Jiang San was thinking about it.
Zhou Lan came over with a smile, without giving Mrs. Jiang San a chance to hide: "Mom, I am very happy to hear you say that. In my eyes, my son-in-law will be fine everywhere. If ever, Chang Xi
If my son-in-law looks like this, he will feel more at ease."
Mrs. Jiang San's face was a little unbearable. It seemed that my uncle had heard it: "The main thing is that Mom really thinks that you are good in everything. It's not that I don't trust you, but mainly that I don't trust them. Who doesn't care about good things?"
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You see, my uncle has this ability to resolve many embarrassing topics in just a few words, making it seem like they are as close as mother and son.
Zhou Lan: "I know that in our family, my mother has the best vision. When my son-in-law grows up, he only meets his mother who has such a good vision. Of course, there is also his father. The rest of us have poor vision."
This means that you can rest assured that nothing you are worried about will happen.
Mrs. Jiang San immediately felt at ease. Just look at her and say her uncle is so kind and considerate.
Jiang Changxi raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Lan, "You idiot, you just fooled my mother, let's see what he can do."
Mrs. Jiang San laughed: "That's right, not everyone has such a prophetic vision as your father. It doesn't matter if they don't have vision. It's enough that my mother has good vision. Chang Xi also has good vision, but she is just shy."
Jiang Changxi touched his ears. Should I rub them red and pretend to be shy?
Then Madam Jiang San left with peace of mind, leaving Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi slightly embarrassed. Madam Jiang San was probably killed but not buried.