"Brother He Rui?"
Jiang Sheng was surprised and happy, and jumped over, "I didn't see you last time I went to Youranju. Where were you?"
As a waiter at Youranju, He Rui's cleverness was refreshing to her. The relationship between the two was not close, but they were still familiar faces.
It's strange to miss seeing each other again after a long absence.
"Girl, I'm here to pick you up." He Rui curled up his neck and smiled. Suddenly he remembered something and straightened his back, "I will be your coachman from now on."
He was originally the waiter at Youranju's shop, and now he was driving the Jiang family's carriage.
It is almost self-evident who arranged it.
The smile on Jiang Sheng's face faded, and his hands began to stir subconsciously.
He Rui sighed, "Girl, hurry up, the gentlemen will be back soon."
Only then did Jiang Sheng remember to get down to business, no longer entangled or melancholy. He climbed onto the car's shaft neatly, opened the curtain, and rushed into the car.
With a shout, the carriage drove smoothly forward.
It was truly smooth, with no bumps or dizzy swaying, and not even the sound of the wheels could be heard.
Only when you open the small curtain and look at the retreating scenery can you realize that you are really on a carriage.
"Do you feel particularly stable?" He Rui's voice came from outside, "This carriage is specially made. The wheels are wrapped with a layer of cotton. They have to be replaced with new ones every time they travel. There are also layers and layers of stuff inside. The cushions on the first floor are all made of satin.”
Jiang Sheng subconsciously groped for his buttocks, and it turned out to be smooth and comfortable silk. He immediately took a breath of air.
This is silk satin.
There are regulations in the Dayu Dynasty that merchants are not allowed to wear silk and satin. Zheng Ruqian, a showman, can only buy plain silk with exaggerated styles. The rest of the family only wears cotton clothes.
As a result, the Jiang family used silk and satin as butt pads, and Jiang Sheng felt that his perception of rich people should be raised a little higher.
She thought of Wang Fufeng's carriage, and tentatively pulled the small wooden table in front of her. As expected, she pulled out an exquisite wooden drawer with more than a dozen kinds of exquisite pastries neatly placed inside.
I've seen it, I've never seen it, from Jiuzhenfang, from Zhenxiuge, all the famous pastries in Fengjing are all here.
Jiang Sheng stretched out his fingertips and carefully touched the surface of the pastry.
Well, it's soft and fresh.
"If the girl is hungry, eat some pastries. There is water across the street. Tan Yue made chrysanthemum tea for the girl. If she gets cold, there is a small blanket to cover her with." He Rui's voice came again.
Jiang Sheng withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted, closed the drawer, took out some cold pastries in his arms, and started to nibble on them.
She was very careful not to drop any dirt on the silk, for fear of soiling the expensive carriage.
After finishing the cakes, we arrived at the gate of the imperial city.
He Rui diligently opened the curtain and took a few glances at the carriage.
When he found that it was as clean and tidy as new, no one touched the cakes, no one drank the tea, and even the blankets were still neat and tidy, he sighed again, "Girl, get out of the car."
Jiang Sheng pretended not to know, jumped off the carriage neatly, accurately identified Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan in the crowd, and ran over with his legs waving.
"Fourth brother, fifth brother." The little girl's voice was filled with anger, "You bad guys don't even call me."
Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun both turned around.
Several boys and girls nearby also turned back.
In addition to Qi Huai and others, there were actually three other Jiang family disciples.
They are Jiang Chengyuan, Jiang Chengfeng, and Jiang Chengyu.
"Jiang Sheng is here."
"Sister is here."
Everyone said hello, but only three Jiang family disciples stood like door gods.
Jiang Chengyu poked his brother's elbow and said through his teeth, "Hey, second brother."
Jiang Chengfeng covered his left chest and gritted his teeth, "Greeting people, brother."
Hello...how to say hello!
Jiang Chengyuan didn't know where to put his hands. His handsome face was so red that he finally opened his mouth and said, "Here you go, little ginger."
Jiang Chengyu and Jiang Chengfeng held their foreheads at the same time. If there was a hole in the ground, they would rather get into it than stand with this person.
In fact, Jiang Sheng could understand their embarrassment and knew that they had secretly stared at him.
As a relative who is related by blood but not very familiar with him, it is certain that he will feel uncomfortable.
But the most important thing today is her eldest brother. Her heart is tied to him and she doesn't care so much about other people.
In other words, in Jiang Sheng's world, except for his brother and aunt, no one else has been ranked.
Facing the three helpless teenagers and girls, she smiled calmly and said, "Thank you for coming, and thank you for helping my brother."
Jiang Chengyuan's blood froze.
That is his sister, the girl who should jump around him sweetly and call him brother.
But now, she calls others brother, and she thanks others.
Jiang Chengyuan stood in the corner in despair, his hands falling by his side, clenching and unclenching, loosening and then clenching.
I don't know who sighed, but it disappeared under the blow of the wind.
Jiang Sheng was finally able to jump up to her brothers. She nervously tugged on the corner of Chang Yan's clothes, her mouth crackling, "How's it going? What did you say? Can you get it back? Will the Fang family take revenge on us?"
"I'm afraid it will take a while." Chang Yan frowned, "In today's Jinluan Palace, eldest brother is no longer the protagonist."
This is a competition between two groups of aristocratic families, a battle of words among civil servants, an uncompromising argument for reason, and the most difficult decision for an emperor.
"Wow, that must be very intense." Jiang Sheng regretted not being able to see the scene. "Will you be eloquent, eloquent, and the battle fierce? You come and I go, no one is convinced. .”
Chang Yan glanced at her and said nothing.
do not think too much.
Because the actual situation is...
"The kid who failed the exam can speak eloquently. If he uses this ability to write articles, let alone a Hui Yuan, I think he can take home the top prize." The head of the Zhu family shook his beard, "Instead of talking clever words and plotting here, Take what doesn’t belong to others.”
"You are talking nonsense." Jiang Jizong said expressionlessly.
"As a well-established family, the Jiang family actually muddied the waters in the imperial examination. Who knows if it was to prepare for the heirs of the Jiang family. Once this precedent is set, the sons of the Jiang family will have no shortage of fame in the future. They can just plunder, just say Others are coming from wrong ways." The head of the Zhu family raised his voice.
"You are talking nonsense." Jiang Jizong said expressionlessly.
"We are both from the Fengjing family, and the Jiang family actually helped a child who failed to slander the Fang family. If there is nothing fishy in this, I would write my name backwards." The head of the Zhu family was about to vomit blood.
"You are talking nonsense." Jiang Jizong said expressionlessly.
The head of the Zhu family almost stopped breathing, and his outstretched fingers kept trembling, "Jiang, do you only know this sentence?"
At this moment, Jiang Jizong had an expression on his face and smiled strangely, "What do you think?"
With a "pop", the head of the Zhu family fell.
