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Chapter Thirty-Two

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    ? On the second day of the vacation, the magistrate of Yanzhou sent a groom and a nanny to take Ruan Yu back to his hometown. Jiang Yan walked with him and left Yingtian Mansion where the first snow had not cleared.

    Today, in the mansion of the chief assistant.

    "You're just duplicity! It's all over now, why don't you give her back the jade and tell her that you don't want to divorce." In the study, Wei Jinghong leaned on the imperial concubine's bed to read a strange novel, and glanced at it from time to time.  Fu Li glanced at him, as if he hated iron but not steel.

    The green calyx plum blossoms in front of the window have just burst into buds, bursting with cold fragrance.  Fu Li sat upright and practiced calligraphy, with a pot of warm prickly ash water beside the table, he didn't care about pursuing Wei Jinghong's listening to the corner of the wall.  A group of ink stains bloomed on the rice paper.

    Wei Jinghong sighed old-fashionedly again, propped his head on his hands and said, "Oh, actually, I understand you too. Your family rules are so strict, guarding against arrogance, impetuosity, joy and sorrow, you are almost cut off from love.  Now, you yearn for freedom of mind, but you have to be bound by the rules, just like you like Jiang Yan, but you are embarrassed to admit it."

    Fu Li raised his eyes and looked at Wei Jinghong in disbelief: "How did you know that I like her?"

    Wei Jinghong almost fell off the couch, and thought on the verge of collapse: My Mr. Fu, you have been sitting here for half a day writing "Yan" and "Page", even a blind person can see that you are an old man.  How about lovesickness?

    "No, you don't like it." Wei Jinghong rolled his eyes, shook his fan and deliberately stimulated him, "So I can marry Jiang Yan for you, and I will treat her well."

    "You dare." Fu Li didn't turn his head, but his tone became a little lower, obviously agitated.

    "Let me just say, since you have some interest in her and the blessing of your marriage contract, there is nothing to worry about!" Wei Jinghong closed his fan, and said, "Jiang Yan is not an unknown girl,  If you are kidnapped one day, you won't even have time to cry."

    Fu Li put down his pen and said to himself after a long time: "I haven't even settled my affairs properly, so if I talk about marriage at this time, it would be a bit irresponsible."

    Speaking of this, his mind sank slightly.  Although he understood the truth in his heart, when he heard that Jiang Yan was going to divorce, he was still so unwilling that he couldn't sleep all night and practiced swords all night in anger.

    ? On December 20, Ningyang County, Yanzhou Prefecture.

    "Master, madam! Our girl is back!" In the inner courtyard of the government office, a chubby middle-aged woman wiped her hands with an apron, while shaking her rich body, she ran towards the wing room, her voice resounding like a gong.

    The Jiang family has always been adhering to the idea of ??increasing income and reducing expenditure, and all the attendants in the mansion are reduced to the minimum. Except for public officials, only Aunt Cao who washes and cooks and Uncle Li who looks after the house is left in private.  Hearing Aunt Cao's loud voice, Mrs. Jiang, who was pasting the fan, hurriedly put down the work in her hand, got up and washed off the paste stained on her fingertips in the warm water in the basin, her gentle eyes were full of smiles, and she said to the outside of the house: "Cao  Auntie, is Ayan back yet? I was talking to Mr. Lang this morning, counting the days, she should be back in these two days!"

    Before Jiang Yanren showed up, the girl's crisp voice came one step ahead, and she said with a smile: "Grandma Cao, judging by your size, the food must be good this year!"

    Aunt Cao laughed heartily: "It's all thanks to the master, wife and girl!"

    Mrs. Jiang wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and when she went out, she saw Jiang Yan sticking to Aunt Cao's body like a monkey. She reached out to touch the hair on her temples, and said in her mouth, "Oh, Madam Cao, don't move! Here's a baby!"  If you have a gray hair, I will pull it out for you!"

    Aunt Cao tried her best to tilt her head, leaned forward and backward with a smile, and said, "Ouch, my good girl, please be gentle! Your hair is going to be pulled off by you!"

    This girl hasn't restrained herself after going out for nearly a year.  Mrs. Jiang said helplessly: "Ayan! It's not big or small, don't make trouble with your mother Cao."

    "Auntie!" Hearing her mother's voice, Jiang Yan's eyes lit up, she flew towards her with her skirt in hand, rushed over and hugged her mother, and said affectionately, "Farewell to October, I miss you so much!  "

    "Your father and I also think about it day and night, counting the days and looking forward to seeing you." Mrs. Jiang smiled and stroked Jiang Yan's hair bun, but her eyes were flushed, "Ayan has grown taller."

    "That's right!" Aunt Cao moved Jiang Yan's luggage and other things into the room, and stretched out her hand to gesture, "The girl was an inch shorter than the wife when she went out, but now she is as tall as the wife when she comes back!"

    "It's just a little thinner." Mrs. Jiang caressed Jiang Yan's cheek affectionately, resting her fingertips on her daughter's bright eyebrows, and sighed, "A few days ago, I received a message from the prefect Ruan, saying that you accompanied Confucian scholars to the north to meet  In the war, your father and I were so worried that we didn¡¯t fall asleep for several nights, and went to the post all day to inquire about the news from Datong Mansion Fortunately, with the blessing of God, Ayan finally returned safely.¡±

    "Okay, Ma'am, I'm fine! YouThe first time he mentioned it, he always denied it.  "

    "A Yan seems a little lost?" Mrs. Jiang hesitated, "You like him too?"

    This was unexpected, this time, Jiang Yan was silent for a long time.

    "I don't know, maybe there is a little bit." Jiang Yan thought for a long time before whispering, "But we are impulsive at this age, and we have lived and died together.  The sympathy of the opponents at chess, or something else." Moreover, she knew very well that the Jiang family and the Fu family were not from the same world, and even if there was a slight wave of heart-shaking, it might not necessarily bear fruit.

    Always optimistic, she rarely showed distress. This time, it was the husband and wife's turn to remain silent.

    After a while, Jiang Zhixian sighed: "It's okay, you are still young, you can think about these things slowly." After that, he got up and told the housekeeper outside the door, "Uncle Li, let Aunt Cao serve."

    "Oh, don't bother asking me about it!" Jiang Yan tilted her head and pondered for a moment before probing, "Aniang and grandfather Lu what's going on?"

    Mrs. Jiang was startled, and surprise flashed across Rouli's eyes: "Ayan even knows this?"

    Jiang Yan nodded, "The Datong Mansion and his party had the honor to pay a visit to my grandfather. It seems that he doesn't like Daddy very much."

    "It's normal not to like it. If someone abducts you one day, you won't be able to see him once in more than ten years. I will only dislike that person more than him." Jiang Zhixian sat back on his seat, pinched his short beard with his fingers,  "It's only when you raise a child that you know the kindness of your parents. In the end, it's your mother and I who are ashamed of him."

    Mrs. Jiang's eyes were flushed, as if she remembered the heavy snow eighteen years ago.

    A girl from a famous family went to give ginger soup to her father who was lecturing to drive out the cold, but outside the door she saw a handsome scholar who was covered in snow and was almost frozen.

    At that time, Jiang Sheng was just from a poor family, without father or mother, and without a teacher's recommendation, so he was not eligible to attend Mr. Lu's school. He could only stand outside the door and listen, rain or shine.  That day he was so cold and dazed that he forgot to avoid the girl, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the girl's panicked figure through the heavy snow, like a frightened and beautiful deer in a sea of ??snow.

    Jiang Sheng coughed badly, put down the charcoal pen in his hand to record the scriptures, and tried to move his stiff legs to the side. He wanted to say 'sorry', but he could only make a hoarse sound with his mouth

    Until the sound of footsteps approaching hesitantly, a jade hand stretched out tremblingly, and put a bowl of steaming ginger soup beside him.

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