Zhou Lan showed an infuriating smile and spoke slowly: "It's just that my wife cares about my little brother and is considerate in everything, but I always make him feel that he is useless and that he is a useless scholar."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Lan sighed, with a sad look on his face.
The prostitute just threw up his sleeves and walked away. He was sighing on purpose to show off to them that he wanted them to care.
Bullying him so far that he doesn't have a beautiful woman by his side? What a shame.
You see, if you have to ask, after telling you that you are not happy, Zhou Lan said that he was also helpless. Brother Fu is still a bit narrow-minded.
Zhou Lan successfully silenced people in disgust. He concentrated on his work and did not think about his husband's affairs. Mr. Zuo didn't know yet.
Zhou Lan concentrated on summarizing what he had learned during his time in the Hanlin Academy. Especially the unpredictable and profound knowledge, Zhou Lan felt that it was necessary to continue to study.
Just showing a little bit of emotion will make people realize there is a problem. Dealing with a group of people is really going to take a lot of beatings.
In fact, my husband soon found out. After all, it is such a big yard. No matter how good and strict the management is, what has happened cannot be hidden.
And it was from Jiang Changxi that Mr. Jiang saw the clues.
The noble man left suddenly, so he naturally wanted to ask, especially about drinks.
My husband has not been used to it these past two days. First of all, the drinks served are less than usual. This is intolerable to my husband.
When I went to the kitchen to look for the noble girl, I found out that the noble girl had gone to Baoding Mansion.
Mr. Dagui is still wondering. Dagui is a person who relies on his craftsmanship and rarely goes to Baoding Mansion. Is there something wrong with the career of a female disciple?
So when the husband asked about the female disciple, he really cared about the career of the female disciple. When the husband did this, he really paid attention to it.
Jiang Changxi's answer seemed casual, but in fact it was full of scheming: "Originally, Daji and Dafu can just go there. It's a workshop in Baoding Mansion. I want Dagui to come and have a look. Dagui's craftsmanship is really unique."
Yes, without the help of the nobles, it would be much more difficult for the disciples to acquire these properties."
After saying that, I secretly observed my husband's expression. Although I trust him very much, Dagui is really excellent. Since ancient times, emotional matters have always been so bloody and unreasonable, haven't they?
The teacher agreed very much with the female disciple's words, and she was very respected by the nobles. He nodded: "This unique skill will really help you a lot. It's rare that you know it well."
Jiang Changxi didn't feel very good, but he was better than Zhou Lan in practicing the art of being indistinguishable about his emotions and anger, so he was very happy: "Thank you sir for your approval."
Sir, you are so arrogant, and this fact is worthy of such joy: "Speaking of which, sir, am I not quite knowledgeable enough?"
Jiang Changxi: "I thought that for such a noble woman, my husband would not take notice of her modest abilities." Oh, this is a bit of a test.
If it turns out that Sir’s understanding of women is still somewhat lacking, then doesn’t he have an understanding of what female disciples have to offer?
Therefore, today's husband has changed his view on women: "Anyone with ability is respected, and there is no distinction between men and women."
Jiang Changxi gave her husband a thumbs up and blurted out compliments: "Sir, your views are as high as those of the sages. My disciples really admire him."
I said in my heart, I hope my husband didn’t say such clear words because of his admiration for Dagui. I’m very worried.
The praise was a bit excessive. The gentleman was more reserved. The key was that he didn't dare to take it seriously with this little knowledge: "Ahem, I don't dare. I'm ashamed. With this little knowledge, I don't dare to compare with the sages."
Jiang Changxi, who didn't care much about his face, continued to pour ecstasy soup into his teacher: "Sir, you are too humble. My disciples will say that your knowledge is unprecedented and will never be seen again."
The gentleman was not brainless. He twitched the corner of his mouth and stopped the disciple's eloquence: "Stop, I have something to say. I'm old. You praise me too highly. I'm afraid I'll fall and be smashed to pieces."
Jiang Changxi chuckled. This gentleman was not confused at all. He knew what he was doing: "Sir, how can you miss your disciple so much? What the disciple said is all the truth."
The teacher snorted coldly: "Being arrogant at first and respectful at the end is a villain's behavior." She is still a woman, so it would be strange for the teacher not to be wary of this disciple.
Naturally, sir, I won’t say the next words, since I just said that all knowledgeable people, regardless of gender, are respected.
Therefore, sir, he is also afraid of being slapped in the face. However, this female disciple is definitely not that simple. She is always attentive for nothing, and is either an adulterer or a thief.
Jiang Changxi raised his chin and said, "You underestimate this disciple."
Sir, he snorted coldly. With this attitude and expression, there is a traitor inside. Sir, I underestimate your courage.
Facing Jiang Changxi, the husband was very merciless when he said: "Don't mess around, think more about Yuanyuan, Jiang Jiang."
This was a confirmation that she was going to do bad things, and Jiang Changxi felt that she had been wronged. She just said a few words to Mr. Tan, and she really didn't mean to do anything harmful or treasonous.
Jiang Changxi said in his heart, you should think more about it. If you don't reflect on it, you still don't believe in your disciple. This shows that there is a lack of trust between master and disciple.
As the topic changed, Jiang Changxi asked abruptly: "Sir, do you have something to do with Dagui?"
Only then did the gentleman think of his original intention of coming here: "It's okay, but if you're not here, who will be in charge of the wine cellar?"
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, don't worry about who is in charge over there. Someone will send you your drinks, sir."
Drinks, yes, there are some, but a little less. Otherwise, why would the gentleman come to see Dagui?
Now that Dagui is away, it seems that it will take a long time for him to turn around. Mr. is facing a crisis of stopping drinking.
After thinking for a while, my husband said in a consultative tone: "Sir, do you think I am not old enough to maintain a healthy life?"
This topic is sensitive, and the tone is still a discussion. Jiang Changxi's spirit is tense, because he is afraid that the husband will make a big offer.
Jiang Changxi chuckled: "Sir, do you want my disciple to help you organize your family? I will be very happy to do so."
The gentleman's face was dark. What kind of disciples are these? Each and every one of them said they were from the Cui Cheng family. When he was young, he rarely encountered such a thing, but now it has turned these disciples upside down.
He glared at the female disciple angrily: "Nonsense, sir, I mean, the drinking can be relaxed appropriately."
Jiang Changxi felt relieved: "So that's the case. We can't blame the disciple for misunderstanding. It's the topic that Mr. made that caused misunderstanding."
Mr.: "Okay, don't talk about anything else. How about this drink?"
It seems that if you don't relax, this matter will never end. Mr. Gentleman, you will fight hard just for a sip of something in your cup.
Jiang Changxi shook his head: "My husband has already said that since I feel that I am still young, I should cultivate my moral character and cultivate my character. I should not do whatever I want. I should control my diet appropriately. It is good for my husband."
Then Jiang Changxi left, really not taking Mr.'s threat seriously.
Of course, Jiang Changxi felt very relaxed, saying that such an elegant person like Mr. couldn't do anything.
The gentleman puffed his beard and glared angrily. Is this the disciple's attitude towards the gentleman? At his age, he was actually restrained by the disciple, and he was very unwilling to do so.
But if you think about it carefully, this is wrong. You see, Mr. Sir, he is so wise. Isn’t this just paying attention?