Chapter 35 Stop swearing, stop swearing!

Jiang Zhaorong: !!!

You know what you know?

Although Jiang Zhaorong didn't know what 0 meant, he could guess what it meant based on the context of Jiang Zhiyu's words.

The son of the Minister of Rites is such a person! Jiang Zhaorong's eyes were full of disgust.

"You are so young! You spend your life in debauchery! You don't want to study hard, be loyal to the country, and be filial to your parents. Your mind is full of romantic things! How can you achieve great things?!"

His fatherly speech stunned the others.

Several young masters looked at each other. Except for their fathers, basically no one dared to point at their noses and scold them in person.

Does this person not know their identities, or is he simply fearless?

Among the few people, only Gao Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of obsession.

[Stop scolding, stop scolding! Dad, the more you scold, the happier he is! It's just right to step on his XP! ]

Jiang Zhiyu's inner voice reached his ears, Jiang Zhaorong was stunned, and when he met Gao Yan's eyes, his back suddenly went cold.

What's wrong with this kid? ! Can he feel good after being scolded?

Gao Yan stared at him blankly, not knowing what he thought of, his face flushed.

The waiter who was thrown in struggled to climb up, and the commotion here also attracted a lot of onlookers, and more and more eyes were on him.

This won't work. Although both Zhiyu and he wore masks, people with ulterior motives can also identify their identities from their movements and clothes.

When Jiang Zhaorong was thinking about how to escape, Lu Daizong spoke first.

He stared at Jiang Zhiyu, his eyes full of aggression, and said in a low voice: "Why get angry, I just want to see who is the one who dares to snatch me."

"As long as you two take off your masks, I will ensure that you get out safely, how about it?"

Before, he only watched from a distance and had some doubts, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, Lu Daizong dared to conclude that this girl was Jiang Zhiyu, so the identity of the man was also obvious. The Marquis' Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion belonged to the same faction as the Prince.

Although the friendship between colleagues was not very deep, it was not like the life-and-death struggle between the enemy parties.

Lu Daizong knew that the best thing for him to do at this moment was to find a step, and everyone would get off. However, alcohol occupied the top of his IQ, and he had not released his sexual desire for several days. Under the effect of aphrodisiac, he was dizzy and said in a hoarse voice: "Or, she stays to accompany me for one night!"

[Hiss, I have such a bad temper! Even if you are turned into a human pig in the future, so what? Today I must beat you so hard that your father won't even recognize you!]

Jiang Zhaorong: "..."

He also wanted to beat him!

As a father, no one can tolerate someone coveting his daughter in front of him. Jiang Zhaorong was about to say "outrageous", but another voice sounded before him.

"How insolent!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see several guards slowly coming in with a wheelchair. He Yanting was leaning on the wheelchair, his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze dark, as silent as a deep pool.

He was wearing an ice-blue, double-breasted, narrow-sleeved long gown, with royal blue silk embroidered on the lapels and cuffs with auspicious patterns of clouds. The mutton-fat jade hairpin on his head was slightly glowing, giving him the image of a gentleman as gentle as jade.

Everyone fell silent immediately, even Lu Daizong's eyes revealed a hint of fear.

Jiang Zhiyu stood obediently in place, with his left hand pressing on his right hand.

[Hiss, if it weren't for this face, I really want to make friends with him! ]

[No, no, you can't look at it, you have to stop! ]

He Yanting: "..."

What's wrong with his face?

The more Jiang Zhiyu dodged, the more He Yanting wanted her to look at him.

"What happened that caused all the noise?"

The waiter stood up respectfully beside him and explained the incident in a few words. He Yanting tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his index finger. The sound was very small, but in this environment where you could hear a pin drop,

it rang in everyone's ears like a drum.

[The plot says that this person is tyrannical and will drag people out and beat them with a stick if they don't like the slightest thing. Is that true?]

He Yanting paused his tapping hand and curled the corners of his lips: "Drag them away and beat them with a stick."

Everyone gasped, including Jiang Zhiyu.

[He said he would beat you with a stick, are you a werewolf? He

Yanting: "... In the final analysis, this incident was caused by him. As a waiter, he should have known which concubines the guests had ordered. Since he ordered too many, he did not remind them and even made a scene in front of the guests. He should be caned for such dereliction of duty."

A guard behind him dragged the waiter away who kept begging for mercy. He Yanting continued: "This time, Qingfeng Pavilion was negligent in discipline. The wine money of several guests has been recorded in the account and someone will deliver it later."

He said this with the style of a host, and everyone was shocked again.

Qingfeng Pavilion was decorated lavishly, and the whole building seemed to have sprung up overnight. No one knew the origin of the person behind it.

Moreover, since it came out, it has taken away a lot of business from nearby taverns, including some with deep backgrounds. However, it can still stand here steadily, which is enough to illustrate the ability of the person behind the scenes.

And now, He Yanting has claimed this identity, and everyone is surprised but also thinks it is reasonable.

After all, the General's Mansion is next to the eldest princess, and He Yanting is especially favored by the emperor.

[Listen to his nonsense! The boss is not him, it is obviously the one named Su Bai! ]

He Yanting was slightly stunned, raised his eyes and stared at her.

Jiang Zhaorong was also stunned.

The Su family used to be very wealthy, but later, a large number of witch dolls were found in their home. The emperor was furious and even executed nine clans.

Su Bai is the eldest son of the Su family.

Su Bai was still alive despite the execution of his entire family and nine generations of his clan. In addition, with He Yanting's current actions, Jiang Zhaorong would never believe that this matter had nothing to do with him.

His eyes fell on He Yanting's legs covered by a blanket, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Since Zhiyu could cure Kang An's legs, could she also cure He Yanting's legs?

The General's Mansion is now in its heyday in the court. There are occasional frictions on the border between Mobei and Nangong and Tianqi. The emperor has mentioned sending troops to fight more than once in the court. In recent years, Tianqi's military strength has been weak, and others are reluctant to let their sons go to the battlefield.

His second son has been on the battlefield for about a year and will be able to go home soon. Jiang Zhaorong can't let the emperor mention the war at this time. If he wants to fight, it can't be his son.

Kang'an's leg is just healed now, but he still needs to recuperate. The truth cannot be hidden. Jiang Zhaorong must find a suitable candidate before the emperor brings it up.

He Yanting followed the old general to fight and had a high prestige in the army. As long as He Yanting's leg is cured, even if the news of Kang'an's leg injury is spread, for the sake of Tianqi, the emperor will definitely choose He Yanting.

I must find a time to discuss this with Zhiyu.

With the arrival of He Yanting, Lu Daizong lost the opportunity to find fault, and could only stand aside in resentment, looking at him with resentment.