Chapter 87

"How to save?" Jiang Junxi only asked three words.

Those three simple words sounded like a thousand pounds to Jiang Junjian, and they pressed heavily on him.

Jiang Junjian was sweating profusely, and stayed there for a while, with a smile all over his face, "I'll do whatever my cousin tells me to do."

"Are you sure?" Jiang Junxi said slowly.

Jiang Junjian was stunned, he wanted to answer "sure", but he was as mediocre as him, and he also realized that Jiang Junxi didn't ask this question for no reason, if he answered "sure", then Jiang Junxi said what he said, and he couldn't bargain any more .If he answered "not sure", then Jiang Junxi would definitely ask his opinion, what would he say?
Jiang Junjian's eyes flickered, hesitating.

Jiang Junxi said in a low voice, "Come back after you think about it." He ordered Tong'er to invite Master Tan to discuss important matters.

Tan Shiye's name is Tan Hua, he is Jiang Junxi's staff, and he is also a person who has suffered from Jiang Junxi's troubles, so he is very respected.It was so late, and Jiang Junxi asked someone to invite Mr. Tan, which shows that the matter is very important.

Jiang Junxi, the Marquis of Anyuan, has been busy all year round. Jiang Junjian managed to see him once, if he retreats in the middle of this time, the next time we meet again, I don't know what year and month it will be.

Jiang Junjian was covered in sweat, Tong'er agreed to open the door and went out to call for someone, when a gust of night wind blew in, Jiang Junjian yelled, with a cold back, and hurriedly shouted: "I'm sure, I'm sure. Cousin, brother It's all up to you!"

"Once a man speaks a word, it's hard to chase after him." Jiang Junxi spoke sternly.

"That is, that is." Jiang Junjian nodded repeatedly.

Although Jiang Junjian was not a smart person, at the moment he nodded and bowed, he felt something bad in his heart.Marquis Anyuan's handsome face was like a statue of white jade, icy cold without any trace of warmth...

"This Marquis can go to Shuntian Mansion to say something and get Jiang Jia out." Anyuan Hou Jiang Junxi said in a low voice, not angry, "But after you get Jiang Jia out, you will take your wife and children with you." Go back to the hometown, hire strict teachers, and teach Jiang Jia and Jiang Wei strictly, even if they can't become talents, they can't make them grow crooked."

"This... this..." Jiang Junjian couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard that Marquis An Yuan wanted him to take Yan Shi, Jiang Jia, and Jiang Wei out of the Marquis Mansion and back to his hometown.

Over the years, he was used to enjoying the Anyuan Marquis Mansion. His wife, children, food, clothing, housing and transportation were all under the care of the Marquis Mansion. He, the so-called head of the family, didn't have to worry about anything, let alone live a very comfortable life.Now he is required to go back to his hometown, his wife and children are all to be raised by him, and he is required to hire a strict teacher to discipline Jiang Jia and Jiang Wei, and to ensure that his two sons will not grow crooked. He is afraid of such a heavy burden.

"I can't, I really can't." Jiang Junjian shook his head subconsciously, "I'm weak and sick, I can't support my wife and children, I can't support my wife and children..."

"Why can't you support your wife and children?" Master Tan, who was dressed in a loose and big blue cloth robe, floated in from the outside, opened his fan and shook it gently, smiling, with a happy face, "You have fields and land in your hometown, houses and houses, and The rent can be collected, there are old servants available, and so on, and you still say you can’t support a wife and children?”

"I've never raised one..." Jiang Junjian frowned.

When he was young, he relied on his parents, and after his parents passed away, he relied on his uncle, and after his uncle retired and returned to the farmland, he relied on his cousin, Anyuanhoufu.As a big man, he has never done the matter of raising a family, and he is terrified when he thinks about it.

"You can do it if you don't raise it." Master Tan closed his fan gracefully. He has obviously practiced this posture many times, and he is extremely proficient. At this time, he, who was originally plain, looked a little suave, "Then you continue Stay in the capital and enjoy the blessings. Your son will be sentenced, according to the usual practice of Shuntian Mansion, that is, he will be imprisoned for ten or eight years. He will not be 30 years old when he is released, not too old."

"Ten years or eight years?" Jiang Junjian's face turned pale.

"At least eight years." Master Tan said firmly.

Jiang Junjian was scared at first, and then a little angry, "Cousin, you can save Jia'er, but you want to watch him go to prison for ten or eight years? Why are you so cruel?"

Tan Shiye was happy, "You can bring your wife and children back to your hometown safely, but you insist on staying in the capital to enjoy the blessings, and you are willing to sacrifice your own son for this. Are you not cruel? Mr. Jian, you have to think about it. If you stay in the capital, your son will naturally follow you. If such an unscrupulous son who colluded with outsiders to go to the house of the Anyuan Marquis with the intention of stealing, if he stays in the sensual place of the capital, he will not be able to resist the temptation of gambling houses and brothels. Temptation, and secondly, committing such a felony and still doing nothing, it doesn’t look like it to outsiders, Mr. Jian, don’t you think so?”

"It will be different if you take him back to your hometown. There are no casinos, no brothels, and no one in the capital. No one will spoil your son. If you ask a strict teacher to teach him, why don't you worry about your son not learning well? Success? You are a father, and you should think about your children in everything. You are unwilling to do such a thing that is so beneficial to Jiang Jia. Why do you push all the responsibility on Hou Ye? Hou Ye is very important to Jiang Jia. , it’s just the uncle in the next room. You don’t care about it as a father, but the uncle takes care of it, which family’s reason is this.”

After Tan Shiye finished his long speech, he thought that what he said was really good and wonderful, so he opened his fan again and shook his face with color.

Jiang Junjian peeked at An Yuanhou, and saw that he opened a file and read it intently, without looking at or listening to his side, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

Marquis Anyuan didn't even bother to explain this to him, so he directly gave two options: either, Jiang Junjian took his wife and children back to his hometown and stopped bothering Marquis Anyuan; or Jiang Jia was punished according to the law and served his sentence in prison. , Jiang Jia's life will be ruined.

To be comfortable or to have a son, this is really a question for Jiang Junjian.

He doesn't want Jiang Jia to go to prison, but he really doesn't want to take care of a family by himself, it's too hard, too tiring...

"I'll let Jia'er change, I'll let Jia'er change." Jiang Junjian said in a low voice.

"Okay, let's change it slowly in prison." Master Tan laughed when he saw this.

"Brother Tan, I have something to ask for advice." An Yuanhou said.

"Come here, Master Hou, I knew you must have something serious to ask me to come so late, and here I am." Master Tan trotted to An Yuanhou's side.

Marquis An Yuan spread the dossier in front of Master Tan, "Brother Tan, look here."

(End of this chapter)

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