The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Seeing Jiang Ancheng's excitement, Jiang Sixiao asked, "Is there a happy event for father?"

"I can't talk about a happy event, but there is something I want to hear from you." Jiang Ancheng said reservedly.

"Father, tell me."

"What do you think of you Zhen Shibo?"

This question was abrupt, and Jiang seemed to say truthfully: "Zhen Shibo is a rare good official, and his character and ability are admired by his daughter."

Looking at his beautiful daughter, Zhen Shicheng asked, although he was reluctant to part with it: "Then would you like to marry into his house?"

"What?" Jiang Shi was completely stunned.

"Master Zhen invited me to drink tea today, intending to ask you to marry you for the eldest son..."

Jiang Si listened silently, and inexplicably thought of the boy whom he met in the forest, and that boy came to her house with Lord Zhen not long ago. Now that I think about it, that boy doesn't look like a servant at all.

Thinking of this, Jiang Si's heart skipped a beat: Could he be Lord Zhen's eldest son?

This coincidence made her feel a little complicated.

"Si'er, what exactly do you mean?" Jiang Ancheng finished speaking, looking forward to Jiang Si.

Although he would feel lost if his daughter nodded, but if she refused, he seemed unhappy.

The Zhen family is indeed a good marriage.

Jiang Si was clearly aware of Jiang Ancheng's expectations, and this expectation made her feel suddenly heavy.

At her age, getting married seems to be an inevitable thing to do.

Jiang Si was silent for a long time, so that Jiang Ancheng faintly felt that something was wrong: "Xianer doesn't want to?"

"My daughter doesn't want to say kiss for the time being." Jiang Si lowered his head in shame.

She knew in her heart that this was embarrassing her father.

At this age, when she encounters a marriage that is suitable in all aspects, it seems that she should marry happily, otherwise she will be willful and do not know what to do. And her father can be considerate of her, in fact, is the elder one in ten thousand.

"It's okay, it's okay, if you don't want to get married now, then you won't get married. It's not because the family can't support you, so don't frown at the little girl's family." Jiang Ancheng saw Jiang Si's guilt and anxiety, and said hurriedly.

"Father, I—" Jiang Si was moved, but his mouth was clumsy.

Jiang Ancheng looked at his daughter, who was becoming more and more like his deceased wife, and sighed: "People, you really can't get married in a confused way."

It is not easy for a person to meet a person who is happy in his heart in his life. He hopes that his daughter can meet such a person. Of course, that person must also be so happy with his daughter, otherwise he will not agree with his daughter no matter how rare it is.

"At the Zhen family's side, go back to being a father and make it clear." Jiang Ancheng patted Jiang Si in relief, "Go back."

Zhen Shicheng received Jiang Ancheng's reply, sighed deeply, and said to Mrs. Zhen, "It seems that Heng'er and Miss Jiang have no fate. It's a pity."

When Mrs. Zhen heard this, she frowned: "Isn't the Jiang family happy?"

Zhen Shicheng smiled bitterly: "It is said that she has just quit her marriage. My daughter doesn't want to reconsider her marriage too early, and wants to stay for another two years."

"It's fine if you don't like it. Can't we catch up with our family?" Although Mrs. Zhen felt a little regretful, for a mother, it was a big thing for others to look down on her precious son. The good feeling that seemed to be born suddenly disappeared.

Hmph, her son is so good that he doesn't like him, so he's blind.

Mrs. Zhen was unhappy, and naturally had no good face towards Zhen Shicheng who provoked this matter: "If you don't make it, it won't work, why are you still here if you don't go to the yamen in front of you?"

"Where is Heng'er—"

"Whoever picks the head will tell." Madam Zhen said angrily.

Zhen Shicheng paced to Zhen Heng's study.

The study door was slightly closed, and through the gap, you could see what Zhen Heng was looking at seriously while sitting in front of the desk.

"Cough cough." Zhen Shicheng coughed hard.

Zhen Heng shoved the scroll into the hidden compartment with lightning speed, and got up and walked towards the door: "Why is my father here?"

Thinking of a certain possibility, the young man's heart became hot, and his ears slowly turned red.

Zhen Shicheng saw it in his eyes, and the heart that had been tempered so hard was actually a little sad.

He seems to have pitted his son.

After being silent for a while, he said, "Just forget about the Jiang family.

"

Zhen Heng was startled.

Zhen Shicheng patted Zhen Heng's shoulder hard: "I will meet a more suitable one in the future. Ahem, my father is not good at this, so let your mother call the shots in the future."

The first time he pulled a red thread, he killed his own son, but he should be honest and focus on solving the case. Sure enough, he specializes in surgery.

The blood on Zhen Heng's face gradually faded, and his pale lips curved slightly: "My son understands."

"Heng'er—"

Zhen Heng smiled: "Father, don't worry, my son is fine."

Zhen Shicheng wanted to persuade more, but felt that it was unnecessary to say too much, and finally touched his beard and walked away quickly with his hands behind his back.

Ahem, fortunately it's a skin boy, it's okay to take a hit.

Zhen Heng silently watched Zhen Shicheng go away, closed the door of the study until he could no longer see the figure, walked back to the book desk silently and took out the painting.

The girl in the painting is so lifelike, looking at her like this, you can smell the fragrance of green grass in the mountains and forests.

Zhen Heng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Reaching out his hand, his fingertips brushed the delicate eyebrows of the girl in the painting, Zhen Heng smiled bitterly.

It seems that he is not good enough to be in the eyes of other girls.

Well, since that's the case, he won't force it.

Zhen Heng picked up the painting and prepared to shred it, but then stopped after doing so.

After looking at the picture scroll for a while, Zhen Heng was finally reluctant to tear it up, and silently hid the picture in the deepest part of the dark compartment.

Soon it was the birthday of Jiang Si's grandmother, Mrs. Yininghou.

On this day, Jiang Ancheng packed up and rushed to the Houfu of Yining with Jiang Si brother and sister.

The Yining Hou Mansion was hereditary, and Jiang Si's grandfather had some weight in Emperor Jing Ming's heart, and the scenery was naturally different from that of the Dongping Uncle Mansion. Today, the gate of the Hou's Mansion of Yining is very lively, and the carriages and horses who came to celebrate the birthday of the old lady of the Hou of Yining are all lined up on the street.

Jiang Si used to come to the Houfu of Yining for a short stay.

At that time, she disliked the gradual decline of the Uncle's Mansion, envied the scenery of the Hou Mansion, and even thought that she would be good if she was a girl from the Yining Hou Mansion.

Because the heart yearns for it, it is inevitable to linger.

But since the rebirth, Jiang Xi has no such mood anymore.

Although her grandmother still loves her, she has long understood what other people are thinking. She is no longer an innocent girl.

Before getting off the carriage, Jiang Zhan whispered: "Fourth sister, the eldest sister will be here today. I wonder if I will have a chance to talk to her at that time. Remember to say hello to the eldest sister for me first."

"Second brother, don't worry, I will."

"Okay, my father and I will go there first. If you have something to do, let Aman think of a way to spread the word."

"Second brother, go, don't worry about me."

The carriage drove directly to the second gate, and the carriage stopped at the second gate. When Jiang Xi got off the carriage, he was immediately led in by the maid of the Hou residence and gathered with his peers.

"Fourth sister." A gentle voice that could not hide the surprise came.

Jiang Sixun looked around, and at a glance, she saw the eldest sister Jiang Yi, whom she had not seen for a long time.