"Old ancestor, ancestor...you have to make the decision for me..."

Wang Xifeng broke in with her hair disheveled, and her plain face was not covered with makeup. She was in a hurry on her face, and she looked like fear and resentment.

Jia Lian was also in a mess, wet and dry, and was stained with a lot of mud, and his face was not clean.

He pulled Wang Xifeng hard and advised helplessly: "Okay, let's go back first..."

Maybe it was because Jia Lian, who had exhausted his energy during the morning fucking, was pushed away by Wang Xifeng and fell to the ground.

Jia Lian really had no strength, so he simply lay half-lying on the ground of Rongqingtang, panting and frowning at Wang Xifeng's fuss.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone looked surprised, and Jia Mu's face was even more ugly. She looked at Wang Xifeng who was crying solemnly, and looked at Jia Lian again, with anger flashing in her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Lian'er, what did you say yesterday? I forgot it just one night. Do you dare to be naughty?"

Jia Lian shook his head with a wry smile. Just as he was about to explain, Wang Xifeng knelt down in front of Jia Mu, begging with a pitiful look: "Old ancestor, you have to make the decision for me."

"You said, what kind of unpromising bastards did Lian'er do? Tell me, I'll make the decision for you! They are really lawless?"

Jia Mu said sternly.

Wang Xifeng cried and shook her head and cried, "It's not Lian'er, it's... it's the third brother..."

"ah?!"

Everyone in the hall exclaimed and looked at Wang Xifeng in disbelief.

Could it be that Jia Huan had a problem with his second sister-in-law and had stolen his sweat towel?

When Jia Mu was also stunned when she heard this, she frowned and said, "Brother Huan? What did he do?

He is now talking to Princess Mingzhu and the Crown Princess. What's wrong with him?"

Wang Xifeng was shocked when she heard this, and her crying stopped, but then she cried again: "Old ancestor, my brother just came to me for help, saying... He was sent to the northwest border and wanted to go to the battlefield to fight with the Tartar ghosts. My ancestor, this is asking him to die, this is asking him to die! My ancestor..."

“…”

Everyone in the hall was shocked, and then their eyes quietly turned to Jia Yingchun, who was standing in a corner, with complex eyes.

"Sister, don't worry, I will not let anyone bully you..."

"Who bullies you, I will ask them to return a hundred times, a thousand times..."

"Sister, I will protect you, no one can bully you again..."

"elder sister……"

Jia Yingchun's eyes were moist, but his heart was as warm as warm soup.

Brother Huan…

Jia Mu also looked at Jia Yingchun who was drooping her eyes, then sighed and said to Wang Xifeng: "You get up first."

Wang Xifeng cried into tears, refused to rise, and begged: "Old ancestor, granddaughter-in-law and his parents left early, and they were just such an older brother. Although they were not good at it, he was the only older brother of his granddaughter-in-law after all.

My ancestor, my brother is not a fool. He instigated Lian'er to do something wrong, and the third brother beat him and punished him and spit him. He only asked him to save my brother's life, so he would save his life."

After hearing this, Jia Mu's face turned ugly and said in a deep voice: "Get up and talk first."

Hearing that Jia Mu's voice was unhappy, Wang Xifeng did not dare to disobey anymore, and stood up crying. Her face was filled with pride and domineeringness and sharpness, full of sadness and fear, which made people feel pity.

After Wang Xifeng got up, Jia Mu couldn't help but continue talking about this matter, but looked at Jia Lian and frowned and said, "Liang'er, what's wrong with you? What does this body look like? It's also a place to sit on the ground?"

Jia Lian smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then got up with all his might. After taking the chair brought by Amber, he let out a sigh and said, "Old ancestor, didn't my grandson go out with his third brother's personal soldiers today?

I was so tired that I was scolded by my third brother again. Before I could change my clothes after I came back, there was a mess there..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xifeng glared at Jia Lian hatefully, what does that mean? After following such a useless waste, she felt that she had been in trouble for eight lifetimes.

Jia Mu didn't care about this, but frowned and asked, "What did your third brother scold you? You just started fucking and couldn't keep up. I'll scold you for this?"

When Jia Lian heard this, he felt so warm. Finally, someone was still looking at him, but...

"That's not. I thought, my third brother was afraid that I would fish for three days and dry the net for two days, so I gave up after not sticking to it for a few days, so I hit me a few words. Haha..." Jia Lian smiled bitterly and said, "Third brother said, let it go, it's too late for this generation.

But the next generation of Rongguo Chengjue must be a warrior.

Rongguo Mansion also wants to return to the ranks of Wuxun’s relatives and nobles, and asks me to set a good example for my son who has not yet been born. He said that he does not want to depose his nephew’s MG in the future.

In general, I was still worried that my grandson would not be able to withstand it and gave up.

My grandson understands it, and he is kind-hearted too..."

Jia Mu didn't hear the following words clearly, and she was filled with the words that Rongguo Mansion wanted to return to the ranks of the relatives and nobles of the Wuxun!

If you have a relative and noble, that is the real master!

The ancestors left behind huge shade and legacy, but their descendants were not successful and did not even have a foundation for a title that could bear weight. Fortunately, a Jia Huan was released...

After coming to his senses, Jia Muyu said earnestly: "Lian'er, you must be successful.

Your third brother is right. Our Rongguo Mansion must return to the ranks of the ranks of the relatives and nobles of the martial arts.

Otherwise, when I die, how can I meet your grandfather with the face, and how can I meet the ancestors of the Jia family, the second Duke of Rongning?"

Jia Lian nodded while gasping slightly and responded: "Our ancestors should rest assured. My grandson has inquired. It is too late to become a warrior when he reaches his grandson's age.

However, it is always good to be able to practice more. The third brother is right. The father is the leader of the son, so I always set a good example for my son, haha."

Jia Mu was still trying to say something happy, but was interrupted by Wang Xifeng's cry. Only then did she remember that before she could say "serious business", she coughed and said to Jia Lian: "What's going on with your wife and brother? How could she be transferred to the northwest to fight the foreign ghosts and Tartars?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Lian glanced at Wang Xifeng, then lowered his head slightly and whispered: "Listen to him, it was like the Ministry of War to transfer him to the Huangsha Legion of Wuwei, and promoted him to the official..."

"Fuck! Is that called promotion? That's to die!"

Wang Xifeng opposed fiercely.

Jia Lian did not want to argue with her, but said, "The Huangsha Legion has always been controlled by the Qin family of Wuwei Hou. Now the general of the Huangsha Legion is Qinliang, Wuwei Hou Shizi and his third brother... It is closer than my brother. So..."

When Jia Mu heard this, she looked embarrassed, but looked at Wang Xifeng with a pitiful look and sighed, "Let's wait a moment, when the crown prince and the princess return to the palace, then call Brother Huan to speak. You are his second sister-in-law, and there will always be a way to say a few more soft words."

...

"Second Master, either I'm cheating. Even if you cut me off with a knife, I can't recite the peony poem. Why don't I make one now?"

Jia Huan said with a wry smile.

Upon hearing this, Ying Li laughed and said, "Don't cheat, I won't believe it anymore. People who can't even recite a peony poem can make one!"

Jia Huan scratched his head, with a hint of shy expression on his pale face, and said, "I'll try, try."

Ying Li felt that he hadn't laughed so happily for a long time, so he said mercifully: "Okay, try it! But let's agree first, it won't be possible without rhyme or without the confrontation."

Jia Huan knew the rhyme of the hammer and frowned and said bitterly: "Ah! Peony!"

"Puff!"

Even though Ying Li was annoyed that he bullied Jia Huan, Ying Xinger couldn't help laughing when he heard the beginning of this strange poem.

Ying Li laughed out loud and urged: "Continue!"

Jia Huan took the initiative: "Ah! Peony! You are the most beautiful among the flowers! Ah! Peony! You have one more petal than lily!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ying Li raised his head and laughed loudly, tears of laughter came out.

However, although there was a smile in his narrow eyes, it did not show as exaggerated as it was.

At least, I have never lost my composure.

"call!"

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Jia Huan looked at Ying Li with lingering fear and said, "Fourth Master, is this my passing?"

Ying Li laughed and nodded, saying, "It's really rhyme when you pass the test. If you don't have the test, I'm afraid that the emperor will make me unable to pass the test.

But Brother Huan, what does this peony mean? As far as I know, the variety of peony is different, the number of petals is different, and the same is true for lilies.

But generally speaking, peony has a much higher number of petals than lily, far more than one petal.

You..."

Jia Huan sneered and said, "I just raise some flowers to help my sisters to relieve my boredom. How can I really study these things? It's not a sissy..."

"Hahaha!"

Ying Xinger was so happy. She learned from Ying Li’s appearance and raised her head and laughed: “Yes, Brother Huan is saying it’s so right! Pass the test…”

Ying Li's face was stunned, he snorted, and said, "Sister, don't forget that the emperor's grandfather also loves to raise flowers."

Ying Xinger was not afraid at all. She raised her chin slightly and looked at him with a contempt and said, "Then you go and complain!"

Ying Li's expression was stagnant again, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly and said to Jia Huan: "So, girls are outgoing. Brother Huan, my princess is so protective of you. Don't you express this beautiful flower in the hall?"

To be honest, Yingli’s performance today is much more frivolous than Xunji.

But the more this happens, the more it means that he favors the Jia family, or in other words, Jia Huan.

Therefore, Jia Huan could not refuse his kindness.

Jia Huan also guessed in his heart that this might be another test...

Of course, in Jia Huan's mind, his score for this winning record is getting higher and higher.
To be continued...