It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

Chapter 190 Chapter 189
In the hall, Zhu Shijing saw the man raise his hand cowardly, and said coldly, "If you dare to slap my aunt today.

I will make your entire Uncle Chen Mansion live in a state of unrest in the days to come. If you don't believe me, try it. "

At this time, there was a beautiful-looking girl in her teens, staring at a pair of clear and bright eyes, and said angrily:
"What's wrong with mother, father, you can't be tough, don't blame mother every time uncle and the others talk."

"That's right, if uncle and aunt hadn't stopped us, how could we have stayed in our hometown for so many years and couldn't return to Beijing." Another boy's voice came out.

"There is no place for you children to talk here presumptuously."

"Uncle, I..."

"Runzhi, please don't be rude to Runze, mother is fine, you go back first." No matter what the younger generation contradicted the elders for any reason, it was their fault if it was spread out, and Mrs. Zhu hurriedly stopped her two sons and daughters.

Zhu Shijing didn't want to hurt his beloved aunt because of his own affairs, so he said to her, "You have nothing to do here. Auntie will take her cousins ​​back first."

"Jinger~"

Zhu Shijing said in a gentle voice, "Auntie, go back."

Zhu, who looked a little anxious and haggard, saw the persistence in the eyes of this nephew who had been very assertive since he was a child, so he didn't say anything more, and obeyed his words and pulled a pair of children out of the front hall.

Zhu Shi was surprised when he saw An Xin, and made a silence gesture to her, then waved to her.

Those in the distance wanted to go in and report to the Patriarch that someone like An Xin had intruded, but they were afraid of being beaten if they got closer. They saw that An Xin was not a vicious person.

Seeing Zhu Shi, the second mistress of the uncle's house, coming out, I waited for her orders.

An Zhushi hesitated for a while, and then chose to approach An Xin.

An Xin looked at the lady in her 30s who was walking towards her, with the charm of a mature woman.

Originally thought that if this matter had something to do with Zhu Shijing's aunt, I'm afraid there would be one more person to comfort today.

Fortunately, from the conversation just now, An Xin heard that this incident was completely planned by the eldest son of Chen Bo's mansion, and Zhu's second wife who was suppressed shortly after returning to Beijing was also kept in the dark.

Uncle Chen didn't have much brotherly affection for the brother Erfang. It was okay when he was not married, but he felt that his parents favored him a little bit.

After marrying a wife and having children, he had the comfort of his wife and Uncle Chen, who was already dissatisfied with his parents' preference for his younger brother.

I was even more worried that the title of the family would be passed on to the second wife by the old uncle and the uncle, and the second wife had been excluded and suppressed for so many years.

Otherwise, it would take more than a year before the second room was allowed to return to Beijing to live in the days when the old uncle and his wife passed away one after another, and the eldest room took him to his hometown to observe his filial piety.

"Who are you? Did you call me here?"

An Xin lowered her head and approached Zhu Shi slightly, muttering softly.

After listening to what An Xin said, Zhu's eyes flickered, and there was yearning in them.

There was nothing wrong with the old couple being jealous of the old uncle and the old lady's preference for the youngest son, but the mistake was that he had forgotten the fact that he was also the father and son of the old uncle and his wife.

It is true that the two elders favor the youngest son, but that's all.

There is absolutely no idea of ​​surpassing the eldest son and establishing the youngest son as the heir to the uncle's house, otherwise he would not raise his husband's temperament like this, because he is afraid that the brothers will fight among themselves because of the title.

But the eldest son, who had inherited the title for so many years, did not become generous just because he got the title, and it was still the same for the second wife.

All these were seen by the old uncle and his mother-in-law, and before the two elders passed away, they also saw the coldness of the Dafang couple.

After they passed away, it was difficult for them to treat their youngest son kindly, so they secretly gave most of their private property to their second wife.

The Zhu family, who has been oppressed by the big house for so many years, secretly holds a large amount of private property of the old uncle and his wife, saying that it is impossible not to separate the family and leave the uncle's house to live alone.

It's just that I don't know if I guessed that their second wife owns a lot of property. The old man and his wife have passed their filial piety for more than a year, and the eldest house didn't mention the matter of dividing them out.

"You don't want to." An Xin is not a person who meddles in other people's business. If it weren't for the fact that she is her student's aunt, she wouldn't have said that because she helped her nephew just now.

Mrs. Zhu is not stupid either, not only is she not stupid, she is also a very shrewd and capable woman with some means, otherwise she would not have been able to successfully marry into a family like Bo's Mansion because she was a girl from a small place.

Even if it is the second son who cannot inherit the title, it is not a marriage that she can climb.

"Do you have a solution?"

An Xin watched her go on the road, and saw that Zhu Shijing's aunt was also a decisive person.

Playfully asked: "You trust me so easily, aren't you afraid that I was brought by Uncle Chen and his wife to harm you?"

"You won't." Zhu's tone was very sure: "If I guessed correctly, you should be Ah Jing's teacher."

An Xin turned her head to see Yuan Bao and Da Zhuang standing in front of the servants of the uncle's mansion, and smiled too.

"You don't have to look, Mr. An Xiaoshan. I did see Ah Jing's boy before I was sure that you were his rescuer."

"As for the one who is capable and willing to rescue him in the capital, there is probably no one else except Mr. An Xiaoshan, who cares so much for students like them."

An Xin smiled and neither admitted nor denied it.

Now that she got the answer she wanted, An Xin smiled and strode towards the hall in the front yard of Uncle Chen's mansion. At this time, Uncle Chen and his wife were inside.

He was sternly forcing his student to marry his daughter, or he would go to the hall where he would be ruined.

"Uncle Ben gives you three days to propose marriage, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"What's the consequence? Uncle Chen, why don't you say it clearly, so that the head of the mountain can consider the severity of the consequences, whether to agree to marry your daughter for me, a worthless student."

Seeing An Xin walking leisurely into the hall, Zhu Shijing, who had an ugly face, calmed down, and asked with a hint of excitement in his tone, "Master Xiaoshan, why are you here?"

An Xin: "If you don't come, you will be forced to send a piece of grassland to graze."

"Nonsense." Mrs. Uncle glared, like a hen whose tail had been stepped on, and shouted loudly, "Who are you? Who let you in?"

Although Mrs. Uncle didn't know what An Xin meant by "Qingqing Grassland", her sixth sense as a woman still made her feel that this sentence was not a good one.

"Shut up, ma'am!"

Mrs. Uncle looked at Uncle Chen in a daze because she didn't understand why he stopped her from helping this person who insulted her daughter.

Could it be... Mrs. Uncle looked at An Xin with unfriendly eyes.

An Xin, who swaggered in and walked in, didn't need to be invited, she found a chair that was pleasing to the eye and sat down, and the influence of a powerful figure with Erlang's legs came out.

He completely ignored the eyes of Mrs. Uncle who shot towards you as the third sister.

To solve this kind of suspicion, she shouldn't be the one who is in a hurry to explain.

(End of this chapter)