In the hall of the Zhang family's old man, Cheng Jiaoniang took off the hood of her cloak and sat down on her knees.
"Long time no see, I hope you are well." She said with a salute.
The person in charge, Mrs. Zhang, smiled and nodded slightly in return.
"Madam, you're fine." He smiled.
They both sat down, and the girl from the Zhang family outside the door was holding tea.
"My wife wants plain water."
The girl and the maidservant who were kneeling on the left and right of the door spoke at the same time.
Old Mrs. Zhang laughed.
At this time, Zhou family, Zhou Lang, raised his bow to Qin Langjun, who was sitting and waiting.
"Yes, that's the bow." Qin Langjun said.
Zhou Lang threw it away, and the maid beside him couldn't help but scream.
After all, Qin Langjun is an imperfect man. Can he catch such a heavy long bow?
When the Sixth Young Master interacts with Mr. Qin, he always seems to forget that he is an imperfect person.
Here Qin Langjun reached out to catch it, but his body was tilted by the belt and he almost fell down. Because his legs and feet could not move easily, he looked a little embarrassed.
But he didn't feel displeased at all. Instead, he laughed, raised the long bow, stretched out his hand and pulled hard.
The bowstring did not move at all.
Qin Langjun gritted his teeth and exerted force, his delicate face became tense, and with a bit of toughness, the bowstring was finally pulled open.
"That's right, that's right. One stone takes three fights, which is much more powerful than those hunting bows that have five or six fights." He said, "Let's go, try shooting willows with this this time."
Saturday Lang sat still.
"What's wrong?" Qin Langjun asked, "Miss your sister again?"
Saturday Lang stared at him.
Qin Langjun laughed and turned the long bow in his hand.
"If you know your mistakes and you can correct them, you can do great good. But if you know your mistakes and don't correct them, then you are an unforgivable sin." He said.
"I know my mistake." Saturday Lang said with a sullen face.
Qin Langjun was a little surprised that he admitted his mistake so straightforwardly.
"It's also my fault. I was biased. I thought about the wonders of returning to Jiangzhou from Bingzhou, but I didn't expect that fools can be cured. If I had reminded you more at that time..." He shook his head with a smile.
"None of your business does it matter!" Liu Lang interrupted him and sneered, "Do you think you have become a god? You want everything? Besides, what kind of prejudice is this? Who would have thought that Chisha'er would..."
The stupid boy was able to recover and became a smart man.
Who believes? Who believes?
Who in the world would believe it? Otherwise, how could there be such rumors about meeting immortals?
Qin Langjun laughed and raised his tea cup.
"You don't have to excuse me. I'm not like you, who can admit my mistakes but can't explain them and tortures myself. I'm very kind to myself, don't worry." He smiled.
Liu Lang didn't say anything, he picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"You are wrong to have no mercy." Qin Langjun said.
If he had compassion, Zhou Lang would not not go to see this cousin, or even say a few more words. If so, he would definitely be able to discover the difference in his cousin, and the current misunderstanding would not be caused.
"I admit this, but if I had to do it again, I would still do it." He said with a sullen face.
This stupid boy was a stain that the Zhou family didn't want to mention, and they wished they could wipe it out. This stupid boy had ruined the reputation of the Zhou family, and became a burden that his grandmother and aunt could not solve in their lifetime. He didn't want to see more of it.
One glance.
Qin Langjun nodded.
"Yes, this is a fact, so this is also the point where your conflict cannot be resolved." He said, reaching out and pressing his forehead.
Zhou Lang put down his tea bowl and looked at Qin Langjun.
"Thirteen." He said, "You helped me twice. If you hadn't reminded me the first time, we wouldn't have brought her to the capital so easily."
Qin Langjun shook his head and smiled.
"No, no, it's not my fault." He said, drinking tea slowly, "It's just that she happened to want to come. At most, it gave her some convenience."
After saying that, he looked at Saturday Lang.
"Isn't this a very frustrating feeling?" he asked with a smile.
Zhou Lang was silent for a moment, neither admitting nor denying.
"Thirteen." He raised his head again and looked at Qin Langjun and said, "The second time you pretended to be crazy and told her your grievances while drinking, you were speaking for me."
Qin Langjun looked at him and smiled slightly.
"Thirteen." Zhou Lang took a deep breath and said, "Tell me what I should do to completely settle this matter with her."
"This." Qin Langjun looked at him and said, "This, you shouldn't ask me, you should ask yourself, how do you want to end it?"
Saturday Lang exhaled and looked out the door.
"What do I want?" he said, gritting his teeth, "It depends on what she wants!"
The door of the room was opened and Banqin was pushed in.
"Pack up your things." A woman said, "It's easy to talk and part ways. If you go to someone else's house and do good things, you will lose your face. If you find it again, you can be regarded as your aunt. I respect you."
Banqin was in a trance, staggering a little as he was pushed, so he knelt down and held on to the couch.
"I called Yazi from East Street."
"The family doesn't have enough staff, so Mother Jiang asked me to buy another one."
"I told her at the time not to let her come to the laundry room, but the higher-ups didn't listen and started calling people indiscriminately. These girls who have been with ladies and gentlemen are very pampered and can't do anything..."
"It should have been sold then..."
Women chatted at the door.
Banqin knelt on the ground and looked around blankly.
"Hey, hurry up and clean up." A woman urged.
Banqin came to his senses, knelt down and walked a few steps.
"Aunts, aunts, please, I, I want to see you, see you..." she said tremblingly.
"Who are you meeting?" the woman asked with a frown, then smiled and shook her head, "I told you to give up as soon as possible and follow An Ansheng. Don't even think about here. Don't even think about meeting the Sixth Young Master. The men in the family don't care about the backyard.
Do you dare to beg the Sixth Young Master for your affairs? Do you think that if the Sixth Young Master opens his mouth, the lady will keep you? I'm afraid, it won't be as simple as selling you to someone else."
Banqin shook his head.
"No, I'm not meeting the Sixth Young Master, I'm, yes, meeting..." She couldn't say the words before she reached her lips.
To see my wife? How can I face it? Now that I am in trouble, I think of her again?
Banqin covered her mouth with her hands and fell to the ground while sobbing.
That's all, that's all.
"Aunts, I, I, I want to change some clothes and freshen up." She raised her head and wiped her tears randomly and said, "Look at me like this, it's quite ugly. When people come later, it won't look good.
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The women looked at her and nodded.
"Okay, that's right." One said, "Hurry up."
The door was closed, and Banqin sat on the ground and looked around.
Nowadays, the lady is living a very good life, and the girls around her are also good. It is said that the Zhou family master and his wife do not dare to treat her lightly. In short, the lady is living a very good life.
She has nothing to worry about, and besides, who has the right to say she is worried about it.
It’s just that we haven’t seen each other again...
So what if I met her, my wife has long since forgotten that she did not recognize her.
This is better.
She knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of Cheng Jiaoniang's yard.
Qin Langjun sat on the sedan chair and drew his long bow again.
"I'll be able to control it freely after practicing for about half a year," he said enthusiastically.
In front of him, Liu Lang strode forward, holding a bow in his hand.
"Rokuro, I'm not trying to deal with you. What you have to do now is to never provoke her. Stay away from her. She can do whatever she wants. It's much better to let her feel at ease than to admit your mistake.
"Qin Langjun said with a smile, "Actually, you and her have nothing to do with each other, most of the time it's you who bothers you."
"She is causing trouble on purpose now!" Saturday Lang said angrily.
"The most important thing in friendship is sincerity." Qin Langjun said, while shooting Liu Lang with an arrow in his hand, "First pat your heart and ask if she is sincere? Don't ask her how she is."
Zhou Lang turned around and was about to say something when he heard a burst of noise and there were girls and servants running around.
"Come here, someone has hanged himself." (To be continued)
