Chapter 1210 Little Yueer Jiang Siyuan

   Chapter 1210 The Little Yueer Jiang Siyuan

   In the twelfth lunar month of the 23rd year of Jinglong, it was extremely cold.

  The 17-year-old Prince of Le’an, Jiang Siyuan, finished his breakfast and took his 15-year-old seventh brother and 12-year-old eighth brother out of the house to study at the Guozijian.

   After leaving the Marquis of Le’an Mansion and walking eastwards with twenty-eight persimmon trees, they arrived at the gate of Jiang Mansion. Uncle Hou, the 88-year-old old housekeeper of the Jiang family, stood at the entrance of the mansion with a cane, tremblingly saluting the three young masters, “Sixth Master, Seventh Master, Eighth Master.”

  The three brothers stopped. The sixth brother doesn’t like to talk, and Qilang’s bright peach blossom eyes smiled and shouted loudly, “It’s cold today, you old man should wear more jackets—”

   “I’m wearing it, old slave thanks the young masters for your attention.” Uncle Hou grinned with a toothless mouth, “Why didn’t the second master come out with the young masters today?”

   Hachiro replied loudly, “My father took someone to inspect.”

  Uncle Hou was regretting not being able to see the second master this morning, when Jiang Song, Jiang Erlang and Jiang Sanlang walked out of the house, and the three brothers shouted in unison, “Uncle, second brother, third brother.”

Jiang Erlang and Jiang Sanlang greeted their younger brothers with a smile. Jiang Song raised his hand to support Uncle Hou and made him sit firmly by the charcoal brazier in the doorway, before saying to their three nephews, “Last night, a government official came to the government to report the disaster. ?”

  Rokuro Jiang Siyuan replied, “Some houses collapsed, but fortunately no lives were injured.”

  Jiang Song was relieved, and urged, “The road is slippery in snowy days, all walk well, don’t chase and fight.”

   “Yes.” The three brothers agreed.

  Jiang Saburo stepped forward and put his arms around Rokuro’s shoulders, and asked with a smile, “I dare to ask the young supervisor, when will it be warmer today?”

At the age of sixteen, Jiang Siyuan accurately predicted the time when the earth dragon in Bo County, Gyeonggi Province would turn over. Jiang Erye, just in case, ordered the magistrate of Bo County to urgently arrange for the people to evacuate. An animal casualty. Emperor Jing He highly praised Jiang Siyuan and made an exception to appoint him as the Young Supervisor of Sitian Supervisor.

  It stands to reason that Jiang Siyuan should go to work in the Sitianjian now, but he was lazy, so he asked Jing Hedi for permission to continue his studies in the Guozijian—sleep.

   Seeing that his family and neighbors were looking at him eagerly, Jiang Siyuan said, “Twenty days.”

  Twenty days… The neighbors did some calculations and asked hopefully, “Master Sixth, will it be warm three days after the beginning of spring?”

   Jiang Siyuan nodded.

   Another neighbor asked, “Sixth Young Master, is there still a heavy snowstorm these 20 days?”

   Jiang Siyuan nodded, “One match.”

   And ah… everyone frowns.

   Hachiro smiled and said, “My aunts and aunts, this winter is very windy and snowy, and the fields will be green in the spring. Next year will be a good year.”

   It is indeed the case! Everyone grinned, “The Eighth Young Master still sees far.”

  Jiang Mansion goes forward with sixteen persimmon trees, which is General Ren Mansion. After Jiang Ling and Jiang Liu brought nine-year-old Ren Zhiyu and six-year-old Xiao Taotao to greet everyone, Jiang Ling walked up to the second and third brothers, and Ren Zhiyu stood beside the three uncles and went to the Guozijian with them to study. The six-year-old Taotao stood at the gate of the house, and Ruan Nuo Nuo followed her mother and told everyone to be careful on slippery roads.

   Looking at the sixth niece and the six-year-old granddaughter, Jiang Song’s heart softened, Tao Tao Xiao’s mother, the sixth girl was such a cute little appearance when she was six years old.

   After shouting everyone be careful of slippery roads, Jiang Liu shouted again, “Yu’er, when you pass by Jingzhao Mansion, don’t forget to give your grandfather the soup.”

   “Okay.” Ren Zhiyu responded loudly.

  Jiang Ling also reassured his wife and daughter, “It’s cold, so dress warmly when you go out.”

   After Jiang Liu and Taotao agreed, Taotao shouted to her brother again, “Brother, don’t forget to tell grandfather that Taotao and her mother and brother went to the second aunt’s house to play, and they won’t be back until very, very late.”

Jiang Liu rubbed the warm snow fox hat on his daughter’s head. When Taotao was born, her father loved her granddaughter very much. Taotao also liked to follow her grandfather. Speak quietly for a while.

  Ren Zhiyu nodded, “Understood, come back quickly.”

  The crowd took a few steps forward, and they arrived at the gate of Liao’s house. Liao Yuandong and his younger brother Liao Min’an joined the big team, and they walked out of the alley in a mighty manner and got into three carriages.

Jiang Ling and his three subordinates rushed to the right wing Linwei camp outside the city. Jiang Liulang, Liao Min’an, Jiang Qilang and Ren Zhiyu drove to Guozijian in a car; Jiang Balang, who was in the same car with his uncle, asked for Was asked by my uncle all the way homework.

   After getting off the bus at the alley of Guozijian and respectfully sending his uncle to the Guozijian, Jiang Balang climbed into the carriage behind to complain, “Uncle asked me to copy the Hongfan chapter of “Book of Documents” tonight.”

   When everyone was chatting and sympathizing with Hachiro, Ren Zhiyu leaned into Jiang Liulang’s ear and said in a low voice, “Uncle Liu, Grandpa Qiu and Uncle Li Qing will come to the capital around the beginning of spring.”

   Jiang Liulang, who was dozing lazily on the carriage, raised Dan Feng’s eyes, “Did your father tell you?”

   “My father told my mother that I overheard it.” The young Ren Zhiyu was very smart, “Uncle Liu, has there been any change in the sky recently?”

   “Children, why are you asking these questions?” Jiang Liulang pushed his nephew away and yawned lazily.

   “That’s right, it’s from a child’s family.” Although he didn’t know what the sixth brother said to Yuer, Shichiro still habitually followed.

   Jiang Hachiro flashed his peach blossom eyes and leaned over, “I’m not a child anymore, Sixth Brother, what’s so good?”

  Rokuro didn’t open his eyes, “As soon as you understand the Three Virtues and Five Things in the “Hong Fan” chapter, ask me again.”

   Liao Min’an smiled and patted his eighth cousin on the shoulder, “We’re at the door, get out of the car and be careful of the snow.”

After the brother, nephew and cousin got out of the car to meet the people who came to say hello, Jiang Liulang jumped out of the car and pondered the wine jar that Li Qing’s uncle’s family heirloom.

   “Jiang Shaojian!” Officer Sitian, who was stomping his feet in front of the Guozijian so coldly, rushed to the front and saluted, “Jiang Shaojian, Shilang Chen, please go to Sitianjian immediately.”

   Jiang Rokuro pursed his lips, “What’s the matter?”

   The imperial officer said in a low voice, “I don’t know about the villain, but the waiter also asked Lingbao Guanzhu to be invited.”

   Chen Jianzheng also invited Taoist priest Yu Yuanzi, which should be something important. Jiang Liulang said hello to his family, turned around and got back into the carriage, rushing to Sitianjian.

   All the sentient beings in Guozijian looked back at Jiang Siyuan with envy and hatred, while Jiang Balang smiled brightly in spring. Ren Zhiyu frowned slightly, always feeling that something big was about to happen.

   When passing Xinglufang, he heard the familiar noise, Jiang Liulang lifted the curtain of the car, and as expected, saw his father surrounded by dozens of chattering aunts, aunts and sisters-in-law, and quickly lowered the curtain.

   But still too late. Jiang Erye, who was among the flowers, shouted happily, “Yue’er!”

   The baby is seventeen, when will you be willing to give up this nickname? Jiang Liulang was helpless, got out of the car and bowed to the praises of the women, “Father.”

   Jiang Erye smiled and said hello to the police officer Sitian next to him, and then raised his hand to help his son sweep the snow off his shoulders, and asked with a pleasant face, “Where is Yue’er going?”

   “Si Tianjian.”

   Jiang Erye asked his son again, “Can I have breakfast?”

  Although they moved to the newly built Le’anhou Mansion, they would go back to the North Courtyard of Jiang Mansion through the side door every day to dine with their grandmother. When my father asked this question, it should be because he had something to do with him. Jiang Liulang replied, “No.”

   Jiang Erye immediately put on a jade face, “When you are growing up, why are you snoozing and not having breakfast?”

   Kang Rokuro…

   “Sir, you can’t take it down even after a meal.”

   “Yeah, Lord Hou, take your son to dinner. My wife’s business is not in a hurry. I’ll talk about it when you have time.”

  “…”

   Amid all the caring, Jiang Liulang went with his father and accompanies him to breakfast.

Jiang Erye took a sip of the hot tea soup handed in by Jiang Hou’er, and said in a low voice, “I just met Daoist Yu Yuanzi for my father, and He Zhi followed behind with his luggage, saying that he was going out of the city with his master. The prison is looking for you, and it should be for this reason. In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the three of you will leave the city together, where can you go?”

  Jiang Liulang stammered without hitting, “Go to Zangyun Temple.”

  Zangyunsa Temple is the highest place in Gyeonggi and the best place to watch the sky.

Star-gazing… Jiang Erye said with envy on his face, “If Long Live is not going out of the palace today to accompany my father, I will go with you for a few days to be happy. When you arrive at Zangyun Temple, if your master has something to do for you, Except for becoming a monk, you should leave. If you have something to do in Zangyun Temple, if he dares not to listen to you, you will make him owe his father’s gambling money.”

   Master Xiushan of Zangyun Temple, who is 99 years old this year, went down the mountain five years ago and accepted Jiang Liulang as a lay disciple, and returned to Zangyun Temple after four years of teaching. In the past four years, when Du Chang went down the mountain to Jiang’s house for a meal to disturb Jiang Liulang’s studies, Jiang Erye made him bet a few big bets, so that he didn’t dare to come again.

   “My son understands.” Jiang Liulang said in a low voice, “Where will my father accompany Long live today?”

   “It’s snowing so hard, long live, I think I want to go to Tongxue Mountain to eat pot.” Ever since the eldest prince and the second prince took charge of the government, Emperor Jinghe often went out of the palace, brought his pure minister Jiang Feng with him, and went around to “experience the feelings of the people”.

Chen Shilang asked himself and Daoist Yu Yuanzi to go to Zangyun Temple. Uncle Qiu and Li Qing went to Beijing. The sixth brother-in-law was not going home every night. Liao Yu’s silly grandson became more and more arrogant… Jiang Liulang thought about everything together. , or decided to tell his father a big secret. He leaned into his father’s ear and said in a very low voice, “The third prince is the one who truly has the appearance of an emperor.”

   Jiang Erye’s peach blossom pupils instantly widened, and then he smiled brightly, but said on his mouth, “My father has known it for a long time, and I still need you to say it.”

   Kang Rokuro…

  Although the eldest prince is not bad, because of Liu Er, there is always some grudge between the eldest prince and Jiang Ling. The three princes are good, all aspects are good! Jiang Erye became happier the more he thought about it, but he couldn’t help pulling his son over and asked in a low voice, “How many days can Liao Yu live?”

   Kang Rokuro…

  The third prince has the appearance of an emperor, so it’s no wonder that Liao Yu, who surrendered to the eldest prince early, didn’t have a short life! Jiang Erye smiled extremely happily, “The road is slippery in the snowy days. You have to take good care of Yu Yuanzi and Chen Changqiu when you climb the mountain. They are both old, and if they fall, they may not be able to get up for half a year.”

After serving his father for breakfast, Jiang Liulang rushed to the gate of Sitianjian and jumped out of the car. Before he could go up the steps, he heard someone call him. He turned to see a fifteen-year-old girl jumping off the carriage next to him. Jiang Liulang, the granddaughter of the main family of Si Tianjian, stopped and waited for her to come forward.

  The pretty girl jumped to Jiang Liulang with a few books in her arms. The petals of the peach hairpin made of silk flowers on her head trembled, which relieved Jiang Liulang’s tense mood.

   Entering the inner office of Sitian prison, the little girl asked for advice, “Jiang Liuge has seen the difference between Bi Yuewu and Shenshui Monkey these days? Little sister can’t understand.”

   This is complicated to say, Jiang Roulang chose the easiest one, “I don’t understand either.”

   The little girl’s eyes brightened when she heard the words, “Then when we go to the Tibetan Cloud Temple, how about we sit on the Forgetfulness Stone and watch the stars together?”

   Jiang Liulang was stunned for a while, the name Wangsushi was blindly named by her father, how could she know?

The little girl just glanced at it and understood what Jiang Liulang was thinking, and smiled, “Sixth sister told me, I think this name is very good. Jiang Liuge, let’s sit on the forgettable stone like Sixth Sister and Sixth Brother-in-law and the others. Watch the sunset, watch the moon rise, okay?”

   Can their relationship be the same as Sixth Sister and Sixth Brother-in-law? Jiang Liulang looked at his mouth for the little servant green persimmon.

   Before Green Persimmon could speak, the little girl glared at him, then turned around and asked Jiang Liulang with a smile, “Good or bad?”

   After thinking about it, Jiang Liulang felt that there was nothing wrong, so he looked directly at her eyes that were more gorgeous than peach blossoms and nodded.

“it is good.”

  Yu Yuanzi in the room looked at this scene with a smile, smiled and said to his apprentice, “Every peach tree that was planted for the teacher in the west courtyard of Jiang’s family is blooming very well.”

   Dear book friends, at this point, “The Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang” is truly over.

   Thank you for your company.

   Although the book is finished, my heart is still immersed in the beauty of Jiang Erye and Jiang Liu. After I recover, I will take you to experience people and things that are different from our daily firewood, rice, oil, and salt, and relax.

   As for the date, it should be in November or December this year. I hope to see you again then. What stories do you want to see, you can leave a message here. When I see it and get inspiration, I try to write it.

   (end of this chapter)