Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Early the next morning, Jiang Jingshu went to Jiang's house. Jiang Taigong spoiled his only granddaughter and put all the things sent from the western regions in front of her.

"Shu'er, take what you like. This time, you've brought a lot of rare treasures and jewels from the western regions. Your uncle specially bought them for you." Jiang Taigong's eyebrows and eyes were happy. Without saying this, his face was slightly dark.

Jiang Jingshu naturally saw the gloom between Jiang Taigong's eyebrows and eyes. She didn't know what had happened before. She hadn't seen her uncle since she was born, and didn't hear people in Jiang's house mention him.

"I heard my uncle replied to my letter?"

What Jiang Jingshu valued was not the gold and silver jewelry, but the letter written by her uncle.

Jiang Taigong took out a box. There was a plain letter in the box. Before it was opened, he directly handed it to Jiang Jingshu, "here."

Jiang Jingshu received the letter, her hand trembled slightly, and her heart was lifted up by her uncle's reply.

At this time, uncle Jiang came in from the door and whispered, "Sir, someone has come and is waiting in the front hall..."

"Visiting?" Jiang Taigong frowned. Today, he wanted to accompany his grandson, but someone came to disturb him.

"It's the young master of Pei family." Jiang Bo said quietly. If it was someone else, he would decline directly, but Peiyuan was the most favorite person of Jiang Taigong and was very interested in him.

"Is it far?" Jiang Taigong stretched his face and smiled twice. "I heard that he returned to the capital not long ago. Now he thinks of my old bone!"

"Young master Pei is busy. He is so busy these days that he doesn't touch the ground. I come to see him when I have time..."

Jiang Bo's words are also towards Peiyuan, and the atmosphere is happy.

Jiang Jingshu secretly clenched her fist and wrinkled the envelopes. She looked at Jiang Taigong's comfort and smile, so she was angry.

Jiang Taigong regarded Pei Yuanru as his own grandson and taught him how much he had done to pave the way for his future, but Peiyuan, a ruthless guy, colluded with others to frame Jiang Taigong... Let the Jiang family be beheaded and hang his head high on the wall

Where on earth can Jiang's house be sorry for him? He should be so cruel!

Jiang Jingshu trembled and her face was very ugly.

Jiang Taigong looked at Jiang Jingshu, "shu'er, do you want to come together? You and yuan'er haven't seen each other for many days. I still remember that you two were inseparable. You were very happy with that boy..."

"Grandpa!" Jiang Jingshu interrupted Jiang Taigong. Now when she mentioned Peiyuan, she felt a chill at the bottom of her heart.

"I'll stay here and see what my uncle sent..." she barely smiled and covered her cold look.

"Good."

Jiang Taigong didn't see that Jiang Jingshu was wrong, so he turned and left.

……

When there was no one in the room, Jiang Jingshu tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper. The letter paper had only one page. The handwriting was beautiful and neat. The words were like people. It looked like a decent person. The details are written on it. He will discuss it when he arrives in the capital and ask her not to make a statement.

Jiang Jingshu secretly lowered her eyes and read a letter several times, and a stone fell in her heart.

"My uncle believed me... He really believed me. I'm still thinking about how to explain."

In the eyes of outsiders, she is just a woman who has not reached the hairpin, and her words can not be counted. She thought that even if she said it to her uncle, she would not believe her, but now the meaning of the letter is obviously to take the matter to heart.

"That's good..." Jiang Jingshu murmured and sat down on the chair.

a lobby.

Pei Yuan brought a superior Dahongpao. He still remembered what tea Jiang Taigong liked to drink.

He looked around. The hall was still simple and simple, with no superfluous decorations. It was as clean as Jiang Taigong's, and there was no dust in the world.

"Jiang mansion..." Pei Yuan murmured. At the next moment, a cold color flashed in his eyes. "It's really peaceful here... Quiet enough to hear birds and feel the wind..."

It hasn't changed at all.

As like as two peas in his place, he is still so calm and calm. Pei Yuan subconsciously tightened his fingers and pulled out a deep trace on the handle of the wooden chair.

"Jiang fu..." his words were cold, and his face showed a different haze from usual.

"Far away!"

There was a hearty laugh at the door. Jiang Taigong came over and sighed when he saw Peiyuan's tall and straight figure. Pei Yuan was a hairy boy in those days, but now he has grown so big... He is already a childe of the Pianpian aristocratic family. He can attract people's attention wherever he goes.

"Tai Gong." Pei Yuan quickly got up and went over to hold Jiang Tai Gong's hand. "Tai Gong... I haven't seen him for many years. Tai Gong's body and bones still look so strong, so I'm relieved..."

"You..."

Jiang Taigong smiled gently and pulled him to the chair to sit down.

"When you said you wanted to experience, you gave up the prosperity of the capital and walked for years... You were so determined to walk, but what did you learn outside?" Jiang Taigong said coldly, but he appreciated Peiyuan's practice very much. He was different from those aristocratic family CHILDES in the capital. He had weathered the weather outside, had a stronger mind and was a plastic talent.

If you join the imperial court, you will achieve something.

Pei Yuan began to say what he had experienced outside. Jiang Taigong listened silently, nodded from time to time, and his eyes were full of praise.

Pei Yuan is a person he values. He grew up and knows his roots. Although he is still unknown now, he must be a powerful figure in a few years.

"Good, good..."

"I want to be an official in the DPRK when I return to the capital." Pei Yuan said directly without concealment.

"Well." Jiang Taigong nodded, "now many elderly officials are returning home, and the imperial court is short of capable people like you..."

Pei Yuan was silent. He took a sip of tea and didn't go on.

Jiang Taigong began to think with his smile. He looked at Pei Yuanyue in front of him and felt more and more satisfied. Such a plastic talent would be a pity if he was allowed to be in the hands of others.

Pei Yuan and shu'er are of the same age. They were childhood sweethearts and had no guess. They almost decided to marry

"Cough, you have come to the capital, but have you seen shu'er?" asked Jiang Taigong.

"Yes."

Pei Yuan said, slightly lowering his face, with a sense of shyness.

"Shu'er is now slim and graceful, but she is not the little girl who followed you at that time... In a few months and after hairpin, she should be betrothed and married." Jiang Taigong said quietly, and the meaning in the words was clear, full of the meaning of matching them.

Pei Yuan smiled, "yes... Jingshu is amazing."

His thoughts were stirred. Subconsciously, he thought of the day when Hou's house met. Jiang Jingshu's figure was like a relegated fairy. Her dance steps were heroic, with a woman's tenderness and a cruel spirit. The poems she wrote were even more amazing.

He never thought that a woman would change so much

If Jiang Jingshu once made him feel upset, now she, like a proud snow lotus, stands on the top of the mountain, which can't be blasphemed.

Pei Yuan's smile is gentle, with a trace of affection in his eyes. His look is easy to see through.

Jiang Taigong's heart fell when he saw it. If the two people agree, it's the best thing.

When he opened his mouth, his words came to his lips and almost said about marriage.

"Grandpa." a crisp voice sounded. Jiang Jingshu came over with a smile, "Grandpa, I brought some cakes. You haven't tasted them yet..."

Jiang Jingshu turned her face and saw Peiyuan sitting on the other side, nodding slightly, "son Pei."

"Jing Shu?" Pei Yuan looked at her and didn't expect to meet her in Jiang's house.

"Mr. Pei, let's have a taste. This is a cake made by the cook in the mansion in Jiangnan. It's sweet but not greasy. It's very suitable for tea." Jiang Jingshu saw the brewed black tea and walked over to add a cup to Peiyuan with elegant and gentle movements.

Jiang Jingshu's appearance happened to interrupt what Jiang Taigong wanted to say. With her present, it's not easy to mention their engagement.

The next words were just insipid homely. After a while, Peiyuan said he had to leave first.

"Why don't you stay and have dinner before you leave? Jiang's house hasn't been so busy for a long time!" Jiang Taigong felt pity and wanted to keep Peiyuan.

Pei Yuan shook his head and said that there were people at home waiting for him to go back. Then he left in a hurry.

……

sundowners.

In the hall, all kinds of dishes were served, all of which were Jiang Jingshu's favorite dishes.

Jiang Taigong squinted and looked at Jiang Jingshu for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "shu'er, what do you think of yuan'er?"

"Young master Pei is naturally good and has a good character. His good deeds are also circulating in the capital."

Jiang Jingshu's words were neither hot nor cold. The official words of praise did not reveal her heart at all.

"He... Is really good. He will certainly make great achievements in the future. As long as someone helps him a little, he can definitely become a dragon and Phoenix among people!"

"Yes, I know..." Jiang Jingshu murmured. Of course she knew. She saw Pei Yuan on the way to the important officials of the imperial court, and knew that the first thing Pei Yuan held heavy power was to eliminate all those who knew about him, even Jiang's house!

She clenched her fist and a cold color flashed across her face.

"So... What grandpa wants to say is that you are not young. It's time to marry a good family. You grew up with Pei Yuan when you were young. You know your roots and know the bottom. You used to like him very much..."

"Grandpa!" Jiang Jingshu coldly interrupted Jiang Taigong.

She raised her eyes to Jiang Taigong, "Grandpa wants to set me up with Peiyuan?"

"Cough..." Jiang Taigong pretended to cough. He seemed impatient to intervene in the affairs between younger generations, and his old face was red.

Jiang Jingshu knows that Jiang Taigong is for her good. At this time, Peiyuan is the most perfect person in Jiang Taigong's heart. She once thought so.

But Pei Yuan's heart hides a dark mind and can't believe it at all.

She sighed deeply, "Grandpa... Do you want to take him as a disciple?"