Chapter 358: A scholar who is full of five poisons 23
The next day, in Marquis Weiwu's mansion.
"Master, here is a greeting card, sent by the top scholar of Jinke."
The servant sent the greeting card to Marquis Weiwu.
Marquis Weiwu took it and was stunned, "Qiao Jinhuan, the top scholar in this class? What is she doing here to visit me?"
She is a military commander.
The ancestors were granted the title of Marquis by Wu, and it was passed down to her, and she still leads some soldiers and horses.
If Qiao Jinhuan, the top scholar in modern science, wants to build relationships or worship the sect, he should go to the great scholars of the current dynasty, or the group of civil servants who are the chief examiners of the Shangshu.
There was no way she should have been found here!
Don't talk about her, the old Marquis was very puzzled when he heard the news.
But no matter what, if someone writes a greeting and wants to come, the Weiwu Marquis Mansion cannot ignore it.
So after waiting for three days, he asked someone to open the main door and waited for Qiao Jinhuan to come.
The carriage came to a halt at the Weiwu Marquis Mansion.
Qiao Jinhuan got off the carriage, but did not go in. Instead, she stopped outside the carriage, as if waiting for the people in the carriage.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside.
Qiao Jinhuan then lightly lifted the car curtain and said, "Husband, come here."
Ning Qingwan sat in the carriage, biting her lip, rubbing the handkerchief with both hands to create wrinkles, her eyes were unprecedentedly panicked.
"Wife, master of the wife... Otherwise, you go first..."
"Come down, good husband, are you willing to leave your weak wife to face your group of tigers alone? Then I will not be torn alive by your family."
"What did you say?"
Ning Qingwan glared at Qiao Jinhuan angrily.
But being teased like this by her really made me feel a little better.
He took two deep breaths in the carriage, calmed down, and stretched out his hand.
Qiao Jinhuan took his hand and led him out of the carriage.
The moment his face was revealed, the originally serious concierge was so shocked that he lost his sense of proportion and said, "Young Master!"
"Hurry, hurry, my young master is back!"
The doorman greeted him inside, and his attitude was much more eager than when he was dealing with Qiao Jinhuan's official business.
Ning Qingwan gently took Qiao Jinhuan's hand and led her inside.
At this time, Wei Wuhou and Hou Zhengjun, who were waiting to see Qiao Jinhuan in the hall, heard this and were both alarmed. They stood up and looked in the distance.
Sure enough, I saw a familiar figure coming.
"Qing night!"
Hou Zhengjun smiled happily and said, "I'm back in the late Qing Dynasty. Hurry, go and report to mother and father."
The "mother and father" in his mouth refer to Ning Qingwan's grandmother and grandfather, namely Lao Weiwuhou and Hou Zhengjun.
I don't know if the feng shui of the Weiwu Hou Mansion is too good. All the next generation will be girls, and only Ning Qingwan will be a man.
He also lost his parents when he was young, and was brought into the family home to be raised by the old Marquis Weiwu and Hou Zhengjun. Naturally, he was very favored in this family.
Both Weiwuhou and Hou Zhengjun raised him as their own son.
"You! Where have you been these days!"
Before Ning Qingwan could speak, Hou Zhengjun stepped forward and grabbed his hand, looking at him carefully up and down, "Fortunately, it looks like you didn't suffer much outside. You really scared your aunt and I to death..."
"
After saying that, Hou Zhengjun's eyes fell on Qiao Jinhuan.
Ning Qingwan lowered her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, aunt, uncle, for causing trouble to you. I pray that you have been looking for me these days and listened to a lot of gossip. I, I..."
Ning Qingwan also knew that he had been too impulsive before.
He also reflected on it many times.
That is to say, he was lucky to meet someone like Qiao Jinhuan who was willing to change for him. If he had met someone who was incompetent, his destiny would be completely ruined for the rest of his life.
"No matter how big the problem is, if everything is fine, it will be fine if the person comes back."
Hou Zhengjun said, feeling heartbroken when he saw Ning Qingwan's simple dress.
Ning Qingwan chuckled softly before taking Qiao Jinhuan's hand, "Uncle, aunt, this is my wife, Qiao Jinhuan."
Hearing this, Marquis Weiwu and Hou Zhengjun all turned their attention to Qiao Jinhuan.
Yes.
They were just happy that Ning Qing was back in the evening, but they ignored that this boy came in with the top scholar in Jinke, and they behaved so intimately.
What is their relationship?
Thinking about it, Marquis Weiwu's face turned blue, the tendons all over his body became tense, and his hands made a "crackling" sound when he squeezed them.
"I'm just telling you, you're such a useless scholar, why did you come to this prince's house?"
Marquis Weiwu sneered and punched the table with his fist.
Visible to the naked eye, the table was shaking and the tea was spilled on the table.
"Good guy, you were the one who kidnapped my nephew, right?"
Marquis Weiwu stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Jinhuan's lapel, "You are still the number one scholar. What kind of book did you read, and you devoured the three books and six etiquettes? You actually dare to take my nephew to elope, you are shameless..."
Qiao Jinhuan:......
She took out her handkerchief and wiped her face silently.
Before coming here, I guessed that Weiwuhou's family was a bit wild, but I didn't expect that they could be so reckless!
But who let her...
wrong.
Who let the original owner take the blame?
"Master Hou, please forgive me. I feel sorry for the Hou Mansion. I should not have tricked Qing Wan into following me back home."
Qiao Jinhuan honestly admitted her mistake.
She is a professional in taking the blame for the original owner.
"Just apologize and that's it. My nephew is living a prosperous life in my house. How thin has he become in the past few months with you? He can't be dressed well, and he can't eat well. How do you support someone...
…”
Qiao Jinhuan opened his mouth to apologize, but Marquis Weiwu responded with a lot of words.
He trained Qiao Jinhuan until he was stunned.
She thought, Ning Qingwan had all the money in the family, so she really didn't treat him badly.
Where has he lost weight?
He's obviously gained a few pounds, right? There's a little extra fat around his waist.
Ning Qingwan saw her bowing her head after being scolded, and couldn't help but chuckle, then pulled the sleeve of Marquis Weiwu, "Auntie, please stop scolding me, Jin Huan is very good to me."
"Is she good? If she were good at all, she would have known that she couldn't take you out of the house!"
Marquis Weiwu said angrily.
Qiao Jinhuan raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose, thinking that if the original owner came to the door and said he wanted to marry Ning Qingwan, he would probably have to be sent out lying down.
"You actually have the nerve to come here! Don't think that it's a big deal just because you are the number one scholar. Have you seen so many number one scholars since the founding of the People's Republic of China?"
Marquis Weiwu slammed the table again, "Come here, please get Qiao Zhuangyuan out."
"Aunt, aunt."
Ning Qingwan quickly grabbed her, "Don't...this is my wife...I brought her here today, are you going to drive me away too?"
"What are you talking about? You can just live in the mansion, and Qiao Zhuangyuan can go back and forth wherever he wants. Our Mighty Marquis Mansion cannot accommodate a giant Buddha like you."
Marquis Weiwu said very angrily.
At that moment, another sound of footsteps was heard outside the corridor.
Then a loud female voice sounded, "I heard Qingwan is back? Where is he?"
"Yeah, what about Qingwan?"
Following this kind male voice, two half-white-haired old men came in from outside the hall.
Behind him were several 1.8-meter-tall women with extremely strong physiques.