"Nine, Lord Jiulang wants to come back to Beijing with us?" Jun Ci stuttered, "Why?"
Are we going along for the ride? Or is her family Ayeh kindly inviting us?
Jun Xu's face suddenly changed, his smile disappeared, and he snorted before saying, "What did you say to Jiulang yesterday?"
Jun Ci's eyes began to wander, and he carefully considered his words: "My daughter is just telling the truth. She knows she is vulgar and does not dare to reach high places."
Jun Fu looked at her for a moment: "Jiulang said that you and he have never met before, let alone know each other. It is too early to talk about getting married. He has long admired the prosperity of the capital. Why don't you come to the capital with us, so that you can be with him?
An opportunity to learn about each other.”
For a moment, Jun Ci had mixed feelings. Listening to Jun Xi's tone, Ying Wuchen must have not said that she wanted to break off the engagement, and even transferred her hesitation to himself. Otherwise, Aye would have picked up a stick and chased her.
He ran away with her.
Whether to go to the capital or not is the freedom of Ying Wuchen, and Jun Ci cannot stop it, but...
She asked Ai Ai: "Aye, you won't invite Lord Jiulang to stay in our mansion, will you?"
"Jiulang Jun is engaged to you. He came to the capital alone. He has no relatives and no reason to live in the capital. He should live in our home due to emotions and reasons." Jun Xi glared at Jun Ci, implying a warning, "Don't be mean, Ah.
The sticks of Jesus are freshly shaved."
Jun Ci also wanted to raise his daughter to be delicate, with no fingers touching the spring water, and to walk and lie down in an orderly manner. However, Jun Ci was born to look after his son. After learning martial arts, after the initial success, he became more like a monkey who wanted to overturn the world. He
But there is no such thing as education with sticks.
Hmm? A new bundle?
Ah Xin was so unreliable in his work. The family law had been settled, but he didn't know any information and went back to seize his chicken drumsticks.
Forced by the power of the family law, Jun Ci acted obediently, waiting for them to say goodbye to her husband. After they walked out of the door, she froze at the door.
There was a long queue of carriages in front of her, and she stretched her neck without even seeing her head.
Obviously she and Aye came with only two horses!
"Girls of the Jun family, please don't worry about it. This is the first time for Jiulang to travel far away and he is staying for a short time. My mother and grandmother are inevitably a little worried. These are the things Jiulang usually uses." Ying Wujia, the second man of the Ying family, said to Jun Ci with a smile.
road.
Commonly used things...
Jun Ci roughly estimates that there are about seven or eight cars. Is this a small residence?
He muttered in his heart not to delay Jun Ci and smiled on his face: "It should be, it should be."
Jun Ci, who really didn't know how to communicate with others, smiled uncomfortably. Fortunately, at this moment, the noble Lord Jiulang finally came out, surrounded by two women dressed in low-key and luxurious clothes.
One is graceful with black hair, and the other is kind with silver hair. They are Jiulangjun's biological mother Qi Shi and grandmother Lou Shi.
"When you go to the capital, don't do anything wrong to yourself. If you want to eat in the house or send someone to deliver a message, I will be ready to have someone deliver it to you." Mrs. Qi's voice was also particularly gentle. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, her face still had charm.
, does not look like he is in his fifties.
After hearing this, Jun Ci suppressed the corners of his lips from trembling.
The capital is still half a day away from here no matter how fast it is, just for a little food...
"In my opinion, it would be better to send another cook to follow Jiulang..."
"Ka!" Before Mr. Lou could finish his words, Mr. Lang coughed slightly at the end, "Aniang, Jiulang is about to be crowned, and he is a son. He should be traveling..."
"Traveling? How long has it been since Jiulang came back, and you want him to go traveling? Your father is really cruel. How could you and I treat you so harshly back then..."
Mr. Lou began to criticize Ying Shen.
Jun Ci took a step back without leaving any trace, and kept the distance between him and Ying Wuchen, so as not to get too close to this treasure and get angry.
Ying Wuchen caught a glimpse of her self-righteous silence: "Grandma, your grandson has gone to the capital to live in the general's mansion. Are you afraid that the general will treat your grandson harshly? Besides, the Jun family's sister is considerate and considerate, so don't worry, grandma."
Jun Ci suddenly felt bad, and sure enough, the next moment, Ying Wugou beside her was squeezed away, holding her hand with two hands. Lou said first: "A Ci, Jiulang is a man who has grown up in bitter water.
My son, when he goes to the capital, you should pay more attention and take care of him."
"Aci, Jiulang has been a silly boy who swallowed all the hardships by himself since he was a child. His father and I were sorry for him and developed his boring gourd-like temperament.
Don't make any fuss, please help me keep an eye on him and ask him to take good care of himself." Qi's words were serious and thoughtful.
Jun Ci looked at Ying Wuchen, who was wrapped in a silver-gray mulberry long-sleeved robe with exquisite dark patterns embroidered on it. This kind of fabric was rare in the Northern Dynasties and could only be found among nobles in the Southern Dynasty. A single piece of clothing is enough for ordinary people.
Chew it for years!
Is this a child who grew up in bitter water?
What does a honeypot look like?
Yesterday she said she wanted to break off the engagement, but this man clearly walked away, but in the blink of an eye he made a secret complaint to her, Aye, which made her suspicious of her, but also had no evidence to accuse her harshly, so that she knew he was doing evil.
Still can't have a seizure.
Otherwise, she would be exposed in front of Aye and it would have nothing to do with him.
Just now he clearly saw her move her position, and then he pulled her out. His heart was not so dark. How could he swallow all the pain by himself?
Catching her gaze, Ying Wuchen still had a polite smile on his lips.
With a cold snort in his heart, Jun Ci turned his eyes and said, "Auntie, Jiulangjun and I are not close friends after all. I have the intention to supervise you, but what should I do if Jiulangjun doesn't want to listen and thinks I'm bored?"
"Just talk to him. If he doesn't listen, write me a letter and tell me..." Mrs. Qi met Shangjun Ci's clear eyes and suddenly changed the subject, "Write a letter and tell him Aye."
"Don't worry, Auntie. With Auntie's words, Ah Ci will definitely take good care of Mr. Gu Jiulang." She deliberately emphasized the word "care" a little bit.
Mrs. Qi didn't hear the difference, but was very happy.
Jun Ci glanced at Ying Wuchen without leaving any trace. The man still looked indifferent. Jun Ci curled his lips: Pretend!
When they came, they rode two horses, and when they returned, they were mighty and mighty.
The General's Mansion is actually very simple, because Jun Su was still guarding Yumen Pass half a year ago and was forced to be transferred back half a year ago. The father and daughter are not meticulous people. In such a large General's Mansion, there are only six or seven masters and servants in total.
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Bringing back Ying Wuchen, the empty general's mansion was filled up in an instant, and there was a faint tendency that it could not be filled.
Jun Ci also heard that Aye ordered the steward to purchase a few slaves to supply Wuchen.
After hearing this, Jun Ci couldn't help but sneered and strode back to his courtyard.
"Ah Ci, Ah Ci!" She just walked to the door, and Chen Fu jumped out, gnawing on a chicken leg, "A Ci, that pretty man outside is your fiancé?"
"Yeah." Jun Ci responded lazily.
"Aci, he is so nice!" Chen Xiao's eyes lit up.
Jun Ci raised his eyebrows: "You have just met him, how do you know he is good?"
Chen Xiao handed over the chicken drumstick that he had taken a few bites of: "He gave me the drumstick!"