The sudden address made Jiang Sheng stunned for a moment.
She scratched her head and then remembered that this brother with a bad mouth was actually the owner of Youranju and the son of a wealthy family.
Out of respect for money, Jiang Sheng responded politely, "It's me, Mr. Jiang."
"It's really you. Why did you come to Fengjing? I felt strange when I saw cured meat last time. Turns out I didn't admit it wrong." Jiang Chengyuan grinned.
Obviously Jiang Sheng had nothing to do with him, but he felt happy when he saw this round-faced little girl. It must be because he had a sister of about the same age at home.
"My brother has an exam." Jiang Sheng didn't say much.
Jiang Chengyuan was still in high spirits and wanted to chat with her more.
The people in the carriage couldn't sit still anymore, opened half the curtain, and called out with a bit of coquettishness, "Brother!"
Only then did Jiang Chengyuan realize that he remembered his sister's carriage. He hurriedly turned back and said warmly, "Huanhuan is here too. Didn't he say he wanted to cheer for his brother? Why did he stop here?"
Jiang Chenghuan pursed his lips and said nothing.
The maid on the side seemed to have found someone to rely on, and started chattering, and finally gave the Jiang Sheng brother and sister a fierce look.
"Brother, Cheng Huan is not causing trouble, I just don't want to delay my support for my brother." The girl in the carriage sobbed, "I didn't expect it was still too late."
Jiang Chengyuan's heart was broken.
His tone became more gentle and protective, "Don't be afraid Huanhuan, my brother is here."
Then he straightened up and said in a cold voice with the dignity and arrogance that only belongs to a young man from a noble family, "Who hurt my sister Jiang Chengyuan? Who is being unreasonable in Wenchang Pavilion."
The maid pointed at the three Jiang Sheng brothers.
Jiang Chengyuan's temperament trembled and he almost couldn't hold himself tight.
What a coincidence that these two people had a conflict.
On one side is the sister who has been caring for him since childhood, and on the other is the little ginger with a round face. Anyone with a discerning eye knows who to protect when they are close or distant, but Jiang Chengyuan's first intention is to be a peacemaker.
He coughed twice and advised, "Huanhuan, there are many people at the entrance of Wenchang Pavilion. It is normal for some collisions to happen. Don't get angry. The ladies of our Jiang family have always been tolerant, so why bother?" Just a trivial matter.”
There was silence in the carriage.
Jiang Chengyuan looked at Jiang Sheng again, "If Huanhuan has something wrong, my brother will apologize on her behalf. Let's turn the major issue into a trivial one. How about we not hold each other accountable?"
Jiang Sheng blinked.
The eldest brother and the fifth brother are still angry, and it is obvious that they don't want to expose this, but the second brother still has to do business with Youranju. Besides, Mr. Jiang has done nothing wrong. His heart to protect his sister is still worthy of consideration.
She gently tugged on her elder brother's sleeve, but there was no movement.
He shook Fifth Brother's arm again, but there was still no movement.
The two elder brothers in the family are good at everything, but they have a bad temper. Fortunately, the third elder brother is not here, otherwise he would have to pounce on them and start a fight.
Jiang Sheng had no choice but to hold one arm with one hand and said coquettishly, "Big brother and fifth brother, Jiang Sheng is hungry and wants to eat the food cooked by my aunt."
Xu Mo lowered his eyelashes, feeling filled with gloom in his heart.
Jiang Chengyuan was furious with his sister and shouted that he wanted to settle the score.
But he, the eldest brother, was forced to accept a handshake and make peace. It was obvious that his younger siblings were offended, but in the end he couldn't even vent his anger for them. He was really a coward to the extreme.
Chang Yan's expression was equally complicated, but it was more helpless than Xu Mo's, and a little more confused and struggling.
He looked in the direction of the imperial city, and then turned his head as if his eyes were burning.
"Brother, brother, brother." Jiang Sheng shouted at the top of his lungs, deliberately shouting in a baby voice, "How about going home? How about that?"
The talented people next to them were drooling, wishing they were not the ones shouting.
Even Zhu Sihuan stared at Jiang Sheng, his eyes darting around, as if he was trying to figure out whether he could sneak home.
Xu Mo and Chang Yan finally sensed the crisis, picked up their sister and walked out.
Jiang Chengyuan wanted to say something more, but the figures of the three brothers and sisters were far away. He could only sigh sadly, looked back at his sister in the car, and resumed ironing.
"Brother." The girl in the carriage whispered, "Chenghuan is not ignorant, it's just that grandma cares about Chenghuan's identity. Chenghuan is too afraid of losing his brother and parents..."
she said, sobbing again.
Jiang Chengyuan's heart melted again. He simply got into the carriage and racked his brains to coax his sister until she burst into laughter and then returned home with him.
at the same time.
Jiang Sheng followed the two brothers and took two steps before starting to spin in circles.
It's not that she turned into a gyro spirit, but she is looking for her own little carriage, and the two hundred kilograms of preserved meat on the carriage, which are full of silver.
Jiang Si was also looking for him, whistling repeatedly, trying to call the old horse back.
But there was no trace of it.
Did the three hundred taels of silver just disappear?
Not only Jiang Sheng, but also Xu Mo and Chang Yan felt distressed. After going through hard times, they learned to cherish every cent.
The street where Wenchang Pavilion is located is quite bustling, with a huge flow of people coming and going. But any smart person can pick up the reins of the horse and lead the horse, cart and goods away without anyone stopping him.
Jiang Si's face was full of annoyance, "It's all my fault. I let go of the horse's reins."
But in the situation just now, if you can protect the horse's reins, you can't protect the girl. If you can protect the girl, you have to give up the horse's reins.
In terms of emotion and reason, Jiang Si did everything right. People are always more important than goods.
Xu Mo patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, you will find it."
As the ancients said, an old horse knows the way.
They have not seen the old horse returning home, but they have seen the old donkey.
Although the donkey that accompanied the brothers and sisters through the difficult years died of illness in Anshui County years ago, the scene of the old donkey knowing the way is imprinted in the brothers and sisters' minds and will never be forgotten.
"Brother, what you mean is that the horse may have gone to Youranju by itself, or returned to our courtyard?" The spinning top stopped spinning, full of doubts and shock.
Chang Yan next to him coughed twice and suppressed his thoughts.
"Let's go to the nearby Youranju first." Xu Mo was calm and composed.
The three brothers and sisters got on board with Jiang Si and set off together. They had already made plans. When Youran didn't find them, they hurried back to the small courtyard to look for them.
Fortunately, they saw a familiar pony carriage at the door of Youranju and a man moving goods.
Seeing Jiang Sheng, the second brother joked, "Only the goods came today, I almost suspected that something happened to the delivery person."
Something did happen, but it was resolved later.
Jiang Sheng stuck out his tongue and stepped forward to watch the goods being weighed and settled.
Xu Mo didn't go in.
The tall and graceful young man clasped his hands behind his hands and looked up at the wealthy restaurant, then looked around the streets with intricately decorated buildings, and finally looked at every passerby dressed in rich clothes.
Money, power, the reason why desires are so difficult to satisfy is that you want too much.
And he wants to protect his younger siblings, wants to be the backer of his family, wants to make his enemies worse than death, and wants to be feared by aristocratic families.
How hard must it be?
Xu Mo didn't know.
Feeling the slow and stagnant footsteps behind him, he sighed softly and retracted his thoughts, "You were so generous at the gate of Wenchang Pavilion just now. Aren't you afraid of the Jiang family looking for trouble from the Zhu family?"
