Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 176 The Jiang Family
Mrs. Shentu took two manuscripts and handed them to Meng Xiaowan beside her.

"The girls' poems are all good, but I think these two are the best, but I can't weigh them. Can you help me see which one I choose to be the number one scholar today?"

Meng Xiaowan took a look, but it was Xiao Chan'er and Gu Shuyi's, no wonder the teacher asked her to judge.

She tasted it carefully, and then pointed to Xiao Chan'er's article and said: "I think it's better for sister Xiao's family. Although Shuyi's is not bad, it's not as good as sister Xiao's in terms of usage."

When Xiao Chan'er heard that the teacher asked Meng Xiaowan to judge her and Gu Shuyi's poems, her heart tensed at first, and then she felt disdainful.But after hearing that Meng Xiaowan thinks she is good, she has a little contempt for both Meng Xiaowan and Gu Shuyi.

As for Miss Gu, after hearing Meng Xiaowan's evaluation, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, Xiao Chan'er is a guest from afar, and it would be bad if her cousin loses face.

Although the other girls secretly supported Gu Shuyi, they all believed in Meng Xiaowan's evaluation, because in their opinion, Meng Xiaowan's poetic talent was the highest among all.

Mrs. Shentu was also satisfied with Meng Xiaowan's choice, and asked someone to take her prize and distribute it among the girls.

Xiao Chan'er got a rosewood chessboard, Gu Shuyi got a simple brown tea bowl, the other girls got some small items, and even Meng Xiaowan got a bag of good tea.

Xiao Chan'er coveted that red sandalwood chessboard for a long time, thinking that his wife left it for Meng Xiaowan, but she didn't expect it to be in her own hands today.For a moment, Xiao Chan'er's heart warmed up to [-]%. Seeing the incomparably beautiful Meng shi chatting happily with Mrs. Shentu, she couldn't help but speak a little bit against her.

"Sister Meng is not in the mood to write poetry today. It is a pity that you are the only one missing among us."

Xie Liuli covered her mouth and pulled Panhu secretly, but Panhu ignored her, and only looked at Meng Xiaowan with an expectant look on her face.

Madam Shentu sighed secretly, and also pushed Meng Xiaowan.

"You can also make a song, and let them laugh."

Meng Xiaowan laughed indifferently when she heard the words, and was about to write a song casually, but Mrs. Shentu squeezed her hand lightly.

She turned her head and saw the smile on the corner of Mrs. Shentu's mouth, and she understood what Mrs. Shentu meant.

This is for her to suppress Xiao Chan'er's temper.

It just so happened that Zhang Zhe had "make up lessons" with her these few days, and there was a small order that she liked very much, so she recited it.

"I often remember that the sun set in the brook pavilion, and I was intoxicated and didn't know the way back. I returned to the boat late at the end of my life, and strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Competing for the crossing, I startled a pool of gulls and herons. If you don't do it well, the teacher won't let you laugh!"

Mrs. Shentu's hands froze, this stinky girl, this word is still called "not good"?
"Ouch," Mrs. Shentu squeezed Meng Xiaowan's hand tightly, "People say that marrying a chicken is like a chicken, and marrying a dog is like a dog. I didn't believe it, but now it seems that it is so effective. If I have My daughter, also married into your house to be a child, first to trouble you for me, and second, to get a taste of talent."

Meng Xiaowan clasped her hands together with a smile: "Blessed by the moon god, I used to worry about my teacher's knees every day, but today I want to secretly thank God, it's because you have troubled my family."

"What a heartless little thing!" Mrs. Shentu laughed and cursed and mixed up the words that commented on Meng Xiaowan. Xiao Chan'er over there was already blushing and didn't dare to look up.

However, the Panhu County Lord and the others stared at her mischievously, which made her unable to get off the stage.

Zhang Zhe walked side by side with the degree in an alley, followed by little Zhao Ping and several servants of the Cheng family.

"Actually, the Jian family boy made such an evaluation of Jiang boy's father, and few people agreed. Jiang Zhongchao is actually a first-class gentleman, but the Jian family boy's father also considers himself a gentleman. Things that can ruin Jiang Zhongchao's reputation, The Jane family is already handy in doing it."

I don't know what to think, I can't help but shake my head with a smile.

"This Jiang was originally a very lucky person, but unfortunately he is a pedant, and he should not be able to make a fortune."

Zhang Zhe was curious: "What kind of luck? Brother, tell me."

"His luck is simply terrifying. There are millions of people in Jiangling City, but he can always pick up silver when he walks, and it is said that there are twenty coins at the most! It's a pity that this person is too honest, and he can wait on the spot with money. Last night, in the end, those officials were taken advantage of. But he himself always sticks to the way of a gentleman, and he is happy to eat wild vegetables with his son when he goes back."

"Once, a piece of gold was thrown in a panic by some thief in his family, and he sent it to the Yamen. At that time, his son was still ill, and the money for the medicine was not available. You can say that he was indecent. Literal? The family couldn’t get rid of the pot, so Jiang Zhongchao also went to set up a letter stand. Hey, there are seven or eight people who help people write letters all over the street, and he is the only one who has a business. The two father and son have never been hungry. But he just couldn’t get rich. The neighbors even nicknamed his family, the God of Wealth.”

After Zhang Zhe sent his wife to the meeting, he invited Lao Cheng to visit Jiang's house.

Just because Lao Cheng's people reported that Jian's family went to Jiang's house yesterday and knocked down half of the Jiang's door, so they came to take a look today. After all, Jiang Shangyang is one of the central figures in this tournament.If Jiang Xiaodi had lost his airs, there was no need for them to continue making things in such a hurry.

"Although Jiang is unwilling to fight with others, his family is really deceiving people too much. If he came to the door with a good word, he would be able to give him a step, but he came to the door directly to make me admit defeat. He also pushed my father down and smashed the gate. How is it different from an animal? This matter Shangyang is very grateful to the two helpers, and will definitely not do such a cowardly act of betraying a friend!" Jiang Shangyang was talking to Zhang Zhe while repairing the chaimen.

His father, Jiang Zhongchao, was in his 30s, with three strands of black beard, and although he was dressed in coarse cloth and green clothes, he was full of Confucianism.He was chatting with Lao Cheng sitting in the courtyard, but what he said was different.

"If Master Cheng wants to continue writing this book, he should add a powerful opponent to Shen Xia'er, so that it will be more powerful to read, it's not as good as this."

But they are talking about the business of continuing to write story books.

Jiang Shangyang Xiumen's movements are very proficient, obviously he often works by himself, and Zhang Zhe's "help" on the side actually slows down the opponent's speed.

Fortunately, the people brought by Lao Cheng and Xiao Zhaoping also helped, and the broken chaimen was pieced together again.

Several bullock carts stopped outside Jiang's courtyard gate, and several big men helped an old man down.

Jiang Zhongchao, who was talking with the degree, was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He rushed to the door and fell to his knees.

"Father came to Jiangling today!? My son greets you."

Jiang Shangyang, who was holding the tea bowl with Zhang Zhe just now, was taken aback for a moment. Seeing his father kneeling down, he knew he was right. The other party should be his grandfather whom he hadn't seen for several years, so he hurriedly kowtowed along with him.

The old man was about sixty years old, but his body was strong. He helped his son and grandson up, patted Jiang Shangyang on the shoulder, and laughed: "I haven't seen you in four or five years, you are so tall!"

Seeing this, Zhang Zhehe bid farewell.

After leaving the Jiang family's courtyard, Lao Cheng saw that Zhang Zhe seemed a little puzzled, so he brought up the Jiang family's affairs.

"It's nothing unusual. We all know that Lao Jiang was born in a foreign room, and he has been living in Jiangling with his children. I don't know where this old man Jiang lives, but few people see him."

(End of this chapter)