The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 389
Shen Ji is the name of the magistrate of the prefecture.Now that it was said from Jiang Wen's mouth, An Huaiyuan guessed that the person surnamed Shen was not far from death.

"This is what I did wrong." By this time, he no longer wanted to make any excuses for himself.

After taking a breath, An Huaiyuan continued, "I just ask Uncle Guo to give me a few more days, so that I can arrange the affairs of the afterlife."

"It's not impossible..." Jiang Wen spoke slowly, as if he was still thinking about something.

"I heard that Mr. An is good at teaching his children, and his children are very filial. When you go, take your daughter with you, so you can have someone to take care of you on the way."

"!" An Huaiyuan's heart skipped a beat.

The words couldn't be more clear: It doesn't matter if I give you a few days, but you have to get rid of your own daughter, otherwise, it's out of the question!

Regarding An Jing, An Huaiyuan's original plan was to give her a dowry and marry her away.Now it seems that I have saved even the dowry...

He is too busy to take care of himself now, and he has no extra energy to find out exactly when I offended Mr. Guojiu. These are not important, because they have already set the fate of their father and daughter, and he has no power to change it.

Nodding, An Huaiyuan didn't make a sound.

Daughter, it's just a pawn that has been discarded for a long time, so it's good, and it will save An Yi from future troubles!
"Then three days." Jiang Wen got up slowly, walked to the door of the study with a calm step, and disappeared in a flash.

"Three days later, An Huaiyuan must be dead!" Fei Mi's voice did not carry any warmth. Jiang Wen had been out for a long time, and his words were still lingering in An Huaiyuan's ears...

"Master, the medicine is ready." An Shouli's respectful voice came from outside the study.

"Come in." An Huaiyuan said wearily: "From now on, don't boil these things anymore..."

"Ah?" An Shouli stood blankly at the door of the study, looked up at the skinny old man who was holding the desk, and opened his mouth.

"Come here, help me sit down." An Huaiyuan said calmly.

Jiang Wen only gave him three days, and he had too many things to deal with, so he had to hurry up... Otherwise, after three days, he would die very ugly!
When he arrived at the prison in Fu County before dawn, Jiang Wen saw Min Lansheng sitting on the ground covered with straw mats and counting his fingers.

Min Lansheng had a special status, and Master Zhizhou didn't really think about what to do with him, so even if he was in prison, he still occupied a cell alone.

Although there was no bed, and the prison hadn't seen the sun for many years, at least some hay was laid on the ground for him.

Min Lansheng is here every day except eating, drinking and sleeping, so he only sleeps most of the night and can't fall asleep.

There was no bedding in the prison, so whenever he felt cold, he would get up and walk around in the open space for a while, and he would sit down to rest when he felt hot.

After a few days of silence like this, he himself was a little confused.

I don't know how many days it's been here.

He snapped his fingers and counted the day and night, but he still wasn't sure if it was three days or four days.

So he secretly thought: when he left home, Yiyi was only born on the 23rd day, plus three days, it was only the 26th day, the lady still hadn't confinement, such a happy thing should be delayed for another four or five days Good genius.I have to wait for her to confine me... Hehe!hehe!

The prisoner in the big prison didn't know what he thought of, but he laughed to himself, which made Jiang Wen, who was peeping outside, hold it a little inexplicably.Did he know that he came to save him?
"What are you laughing at?" He couldn't help asking.

One sentence made the smile on Min Lansheng's face disappear immediately.

He sat up straight and looked at the young and beautiful young man standing at the door of the prison, and then said lightly: "Forty percent of the tax in Ping County is not a small amount. Can get away with it, so laugh."

Jiang Wen frowned, and looked at Min Lansheng's righteous face again, still a little unbelieving.

He and Min Lansheng have not been together for a long time, and the two of them can be said to be equal to each other, and every time they discuss some practical issues, their views are surprisingly similar.

Therefore, although Min Lansheng spoke righteously and strictly, Jiang Wen was dubious.He always felt that looking at his expression just now, he didn't seem to be thinking about something good, and he didn't know who he was planning!
However, it has nothing to do with me who people plan.The point is that the brother-in-law also thinks that Min Lansheng is a good guy, so he has to get him out of prison.

Waving his hand, the cell boss had already bowed over and opened the cell door. Jiang Wen was quite jealous of this place, so he stood outside the door and waved to Min Lansheng: "Master Min, let's go..."

Min Lansheng's eyes lit up first, he didn't get up in a hurry, but raised his face and asked softly: "My teacher..."

Jiang Wen returned his hand and stretched out three jade-white fingers to shake at him: "Three days later..."

"Well, please trouble Uncle Guo, come back to pick up the official in three days!" This time Min Lansheng got up quickly, walked to the prison door, and closed the wooden fence door by herself, watching the posture, not waiting for An Huaiyuan to die. Oh, he really doesn't plan to come out!

"You can do it!" Jiang Wen stood outside, thought for a moment, and felt that it was better to be safer.

An Huaiyuan deserved to die a long time ago, but his brother-in-law spared his life, just for the sour literati in Daliang.

The old lady Fu Jiangcheng's death hurt people's hearts. Cen Xiangsi didn't want such a thing to happen again, so he gave him a chance.

But An Huaiyuan had been in the officialdom for a long time, even though he said he would never ask about worldly affairs, his official habits had long been deeply rooted in his heart.

Before he knew it, he, who was no longer a first-rank official, still wanted to reach out and talk in some places!

Rumors kept spreading back to the imperial capital, how could Cen Xiangsi tolerate him?

Therefore, when An Huaiyuan and Master Zhizhou really worked hard to teach Min Lansheng to understand current affairs, they themselves died of ignorance of current affairs first!

Three days later, An Huaiyuan, a great scholar of a generation, had a relapse of cough and died at home.

(End of this chapter)