The landowner's wife of the imperial examination

Chapter 1059 Family Development History

Of course, no one dared to comment on Mrs. Zhou. After all, Mrs. Zhou's valiant and heroic appearance was really famous in the border counties. The enemies did not dare to offend her, and neither did her own people.

I have seen Mrs. Zhou's wonton pot stove, but I have never seen Mrs. Zhou's heroic appearance holding a spear. Of course, no one dared to try Mrs. Zhou's skills.

Moreover, Mrs. Zhou was a bit dazzling at this time, so the group of people automatically moved their eyes away.

Mr. Zhou didn't expect such a scene to happen, and his eyes were a little sore. After all, he had guarded the pass with these people: "Excuse me, General and everyone, for putting Zhou Lan to shame."

Just know that if you walk through the city gate, no one else will know, but the general may definitely want to know.

The border army has its own system. When letting people out or letting people in from the city gate, they must ask for permission from their superiors.

Lord General: "Master Zhou, don't gossip. After drinking this, I wish Master Zhou a promotion."

With a group of men, they bowed their hands to Mr. Zhou: "I wish Mr. Zhou all the way to the top."

Zhou Lan's eyes were red: "General, you are so ungrateful. I even want to abandon civil service and join the military."

Then he drank a big bowl in one gulp and returned the favor with clasped fists in front of everyone: "May you live a hundred years of worry-free life and have your descendants prosperous."

With that said, Mr. Zhou picked up the jar and drank it himself. He was drunk when he got into the carriage.It can be seen that such a farewell is still very lethal to Mr. Zhou.

Drinking with this group of people was really the first time Mr. Zhou felt so real.

When Mr. Zhou walked away, the group of people began to ask: "We wish Mr. Zhou great success in his career. Why does Mr. Zhou wish our descendants prosperity? Shouldn't we be granted the title of marquis and general?"

The military advisor looked at the direction of his return to the capital: "It is so easy for one general to achieve the goal of making thousands of bones dry. In the peaceful years, it is so easy to become a marquis. These literati have their thoughts written between the lines."

The general also expressed his feelings: "If there is peace and prosperity, why do you and I need to be named marquis and generals?"

Well, these people finally understand that Mr. Zhou is looking forward to peace.

He cupped his hands in the direction of Mr. Zhou.

There was a rough voice: "If the military advisor hadn't made it clear, I'm afraid we wouldn't have known it at all. It's just a parting word, so many things."

A person over there said: "Although I don't understand these twists and turns, I want to have descendants in my family."

A group of men in the distance shouted loudly to the carriage in the distance: "According to Master Zhou's good wishes, your descendants will be prosperous and you will live a hundred years without worries."

It's a pity that Mr. Zhou was drunk and fainted and didn't hear it.

Yuanyuan and Jiang Jiang were so passionate that they opened the window, put their two little hands on their mouths, and said to the distance, "A hundred years without worries."

This group of rough guys could actually make the scene look like this.Jiang Changxi almost broke his defense.

Jiang Changxi: "It doesn't matter whether your adults heard it or not. Your adults are educating their children with practical actions."

Xiao Xing: "Madam, please get on the carriage. Looking at this, our family will not invite people to kill and silence you."

Jiang Changxi laughed. They were indeed too nervous just now: "Now you understand."

The two little ones in the carriage looked at Zhou Lan with stars in their eyes, obviously admiring him.

Mr. Yuanyuan even directly declared: "I want to be a person like my father, not for fame and fortune, but for the court and the common people. Be a respectable person."

Jiang Changxi turned his head, this child had misunderstood his father, when his father studied for his official career.It's really not as great as my son said.Jiang Jiang said: "My dad is amazing. So many uncles agree with my dad, I want to be like my dad, and I won't be scolded and reluctant when I leave."

This is also a man who is proud of his father.But it just sounded awkward and felt like I was being insinuated.She doesn't seem to be scolded by others, and those officials and family members probably don't want her to leave.

Jiang Changxi felt that if there was a chance, she would tell the children about the history of the Zhou family.

As a heir, it is definitely wrong to not understand your own family.He firmly refused to admit that he was jealous and wanted to pull Zhou Lan up.

But right now, the two children are protecting their biological father very closely, and they are really holding him as a family treasure.

Jiang Changxi simply closed his eyes and squinted, feeling upset. He was sleepy at night and it was almost dawn.

At daybreak, I happened to see Mr.'s carriage waiting there.I don’t know how Mr. Master grasps the time accurately.

The gentleman got out of the car and walked around Jiang Changxi's carriage, and then said energetically: "Isn't this carriage any different from usual?"

Jiang Changxi didn't feel right. Should there be any difference? Or did the husband think that they were in danger and were about to be ambushed: "Sir, what difference do you want?"

The husband said happily: "It's rare that no one threw flowers or fruits at me. Oh, by the way, it's natural to go out of town at this time. It's not easy."

Jiang Changxi had a dark face. This idea of ​​sir is too inappropriate. I am afraid he is trying to say that he is a gangster and a rotten egg: "Sir, tell the truth. Are you afraid of being dragged out of the city by your disciples and waiting here again?" Are you waiting to see the disciples’ jokes?”

The husband laughed loudly: "This doesn't need to be explained so clearly. Don't be angry, sir, I didn't see it."

If you didn’t see it, does that mean you didn’t want to see it?As expected of you, sir, you are an academic. You understand the writing aspect, right?Jiang Changxi: "You really are."

Jiang Changxi didn't want to say any more.This gentleman is getting more and more down-to-earth, what can he do as a disciple.

When Yuanyuan and Jiang Jiang saw their master, they finally had a way to express their pent-up excitement, and they began to hold their husband to express their feelings.

One is more noble than the other, and he wants to be a selfless person like his father, who is not interested in fame.

The husband glanced at Jiang Changxi, then looked at the two excited children: "You told the children?" It was almost impossible to say that Jiang Changxi did not respect the facts.

So this pot turned out to be Jiang Changxi's responsibility in the end, so why didn't he want to talk to her husband so much.Did she say that?

Yuanyuan: "You don't need to tell me, we saw it ourselves." Jiang Changxi patted his heart. Fortunately, the pot was thrown away in an instant.

The husband looked at Jiang Changxi. He had the same idea as Jiang Changxi. This child still needs to be taught. He doesn't know right from wrong. Even the closest people around him can't understand it. It would be very unsafe to let people know.The teacher reflected that his education was wrong.

Then after hearing what Yuanyuanxue's eldest disciple said and the reaction of the military generals, the gentleman twirled his beard and his eyes were full of pride: "At least he is worthy of being the governor of a county."

As for integrity, my eldest disciple actually doesn't have much of that stuff.

Don't say it's not for fame and fortune, my big disciples are studying for fame and fortune.It was really purposeful from start to finish and never drifted.

After Jiang Jiang finished expressing his impassioned feelings, Jiang Changxi said, a child is still a child.

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