The fun of Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi is to come back every night to share gossip and share the progress of the Italian girl traveling with Mrs. Fu and their sworn marriage to Jinlan.
Jiang Changxi also seemed to be a bit of a pusher, saying that the ceremony was ready for the wedding ceremony, and that he would say "good luck" every day, and that the ceremony was about to begin.
The couple was so intoxicated by the joke that they even came to their senses when the legendary old Hanlin actually became an official.
Zhou Lan regretted in his heart that this reaction was really not suitable for him who would pursue an official career in the future.
Tan Hualang also tried to challenge Zhou Lan: "Brother Zhou Xian, why are you so ill-informed?"
Zhou Lanxin said, "Who are you to blame? I've been wandering around your house all day long, and my business has almost been delayed."
There is reason to suspect that Tanhualang deliberately used these messy things to distract his attention and make Shi Zhou read conspiracy theories.
Zhou Lan kept his face quiet and chatted with Tan Hualang: "I don't know which one of Qian Shidu and Zhao Shidu will succeed."
Tanhua Lang: "If you ask Lao Hanlin who is doing the job, Brother Wei will definitely not know. But if you ask Shidu Zhao and Shidu Qian, Brother Wei can say with certainty that these two people are not related.
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Zhou Lan couldn't help but laugh. He also had the same understanding. These two people worked up and down and offended most of their colleagues in the Hanlin Academy. They could succeed because these colleagues were incompetent.
The two of them smiled tacitly. Of course, they wouldn't be too happy, because it would definitely not be their turn. They still have a long way to go before Hanlin.
Tan Hua Lang raised his head and held his chest high: "We are still young, so we are not in a hurry." Youth means confidence.
Zhou Lan nodded happily, but what he said was: "Tan Hua Lang is calm. I heard that the Italian girls are starting to prepare the wedding ceremony to Jin Lan, so I'm really not in a hurry."
Tanhua Lang's face was dark, why was this news so annoying: "Tell me, does the Italian girl know my thoughts about her, so she came here to force me to submit?"
What do you call this? Are they forcing you to marry, or are they forcing you to care about her? Brother Fu takes himself too seriously.
But it is enough to see that Tanhua Lang really has Dali in his eyes, otherwise he would not be struggling like this.
Zhou Lan looked at the downcast Tanhua Lang and said in his heart that this was the end of Tanhua Lang's wisdom: "Brother Fu, if you really want to know, why not buy a few more elbows and ask the Italian girl yourself. I believe that for me
For the sake of my elbow, the Italian girl will definitely tell the truth."
Tan Hualang's face turned even darker: "Brother Xian, there is no need to be so arrogant as a brother." He is not that important in the heart of the Italian girl. Brother Zhou Xian was mocking him for thinking too much.
Zhou Lanxin said, It's not that I'm trying to criticize you, it's just that in the heart of the Italian girl, you really don't have many tricks worth her trouble.
So the Italian girl won't be able to plot against you or anything like that. It's a pity that Tanhua Lang might not be able to figure it out.
Tan Hualang was thinking more than Zhou Lan, and he was thinking in many twists and turns: "You said, are you serious?" Or maybe he was being plotted by Italy.
Zhou Lanxin said, no wonder Chang Xi always put obstacles in the way for Tanhua Lang. He felt that Tanhua Lang was not pure about the marriage and was looking down on the benefits, which made him a little unhappy: "I'm afraid that Brother Fu won't feel comforted if I tell the truth."
Tanhua Lang raised his eyebrows, "What do Zhou Xiandi mean? Why is he so angry?"
Zhou Lan snorted coldly in his heart and didn't think twice when he spoke: "Brother Fu should have seen the talent and temperament of the Italian girl. If you really like Brother Fu, you don't need to be so roundabout. Just knock and drag her away. It's much simpler."
Zhou Lan's understanding of Dali is just like this. This girl is very reckless and can do this.
Tanhua Lang's scalp went numb when he heard this, because he also felt that the Italian girl could do this: "This is unreasonable, it is insulting to politeness, how can you ignore etiquette like this."
Zhou Lan said coolly: "Miss Dali pays great attention to etiquette when it comes to Brother Fu."
So you weren't knocked unconscious or dragged away, so you were very safe. To put it bluntly, they didn't take a fancy to you.
Tanhua Lang really didn't feel comforted and left with a sullen face. So do you blame yourself for not having the elbows for other girls to care about, and blame yourself for not having the ability to let girls knock her away? It's insulting to gentlemen, Tanhua Lang doesn't even know, is he upset?
Even if he was knocked unconscious and dragged away, he would still be angry with Dali for his lack of vision and rude temperament.
Especially considering the temperament of the Italian girl, nothing is unusual in anything she does, so this statement is highly credible.
However, when I returned home, my mother was still admiring a landscape tree. It turned out to be a newly transplanted tree.
Tanhualang saw that his mother was in a good mood and followed her to admire it: "Is this season suitable for transplanting?"
Mrs. Fu: "It was the girl from Italy who liked me and helped me move back here."
Then he said to his son who was very happy: "I just said that I like the temperament of the Italian girl. It is rare to encounter such a frank character. If you like it, you will start without delay. The Italian girl said that this tree cannot survive, and she will help me find it next year.
When you rarely come across something you like, you should put it right in front of you."
Fu Tanhualang said to himself, that’s why he is not liked by the Italian girl. This is to help him deepen his understanding of the Italian girl’s character.
Mrs. Fu and her son said tentatively: "Mom, think about it. Although the Italian girl is good, she doesn't have to marry her back to the house."
This is also to persuade my son to be more open-minded. If he feels unhappy, it is better to simply let go.
When Tanhua Lang heard this, his eyes narrowed: "You didn't even give up your grandson to marry Jinlan."
Mrs. Fu definitely couldn't admit it: "The main reason is that my mother feels sorry for you. Although the Italian girl is nice, she is not a good match for my son."
Tanhua Lang burst out laughing, my mother was so confused: "Mom, my sisters are coming soon."
Mrs. Fu's face immediately became depressed: "My son, you'd better find a suitable family quickly, get married and have children."
Tanhua Lang: "Sisters, aren't they making things difficult for me?"
Mrs. Fu: "Mom, I understand, your sisters are also thinking about you in their hearts. They are tossing and tossing, but they are just afraid of being alienated from you. Whichever cousin or sister-in-law of your sisters you marry will make people unhappy.
If you are in a difficult situation, why don't you just marry someone from a high-ranking family and keep her under control in the house? Later, we will take a concubine as a concubine and give it to you as your sisters want. Now our house is not short of money."
This was so clear that Tanhua Lang felt that he was a bit cheap, inferior to the girls in Hualou. After all, he was using it to return favors.
Tanhua Lang laughed angrily: "Mom hasn't figured things out all these years, but now my thinking is clearer. This is like meeting an expert."
Mrs. Fu nodded, she had indeed met an expert: "In the past, my mother was suffering from her own troubles, and she spent all her time thinking about it alone. But now that I have met such a sharp and courageous girl like the Italian girl, I know that this matter can be solved."
It’s time to cut through the mess quickly.”
Tanhua Lang gritted his teeth and said, "You just listen to the blind ideas of such a reckless girl."