Jiang Zhaorong:!!!
What do 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 actually has such a character! Jiang Zhaorong's eyes were full of disgust.
"You're so young! You're just living a life of debauchery! Instead of studying hard, serving your country, or being filial to your parents, your mind is full of romantic affairs! How can you become something great?!"
His fatherly remarks left the others stunned.
The young masters looked at each other in bewilderment. Apart from their fathers, basically no one dared to point at their noses and curse 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 cursing, stop cursing! Dad, the more you curse, the happier he is! You're just stepping on his XP!]
Jiang Zhiyu's inner voice reached his ears. Jiang Zhaorong was stunned. When he met Gao Yan's eyes, his back suddenly felt cold.
What's wrong with this guy?! He feels good when he's scolded?
Gao Yan stared at him blankly, his face flushed as he didn't know what he was thinking about.
The waiter who was thrown in struggled to get up. The commotion here also attracted many people to watch, and more and more people were looking at him.
This won't work. Although both Zhiyu and he were wearing masks, anyone with a keen eye could still identify their identities from their movements and clothing.
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 the person who dares to snatch me away is."
"If you two just take off your masks, I'll make sure you get out of here safe and sound. How about that?"
He had only watched from afar before and had some doubts, but now that he had seen it with his own eyes, Lu Daizong dared to conclude that the girl was Jiang Zhiyu, so the man's identity was also obvious.
The Marquis' Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion both belong to the Prince's party. Their camaraderie may not be very deep, but they are not like enemies fighting to the death.
Lu Daizong knew that the best thing to do at this moment was to find a way out so that everyone could get off the hook. However, alcohol had taken over his IQ, and coupled with the fact that he hadn't released his libido in a few days, he felt dizzy and said in a hoarse voice, "Or, she can stay with me for one night!"
[Shh, I have such a bad temper! Even if you end up being a human pig, so what? Today, I'm going to beat you so hard that your father won't even recognize you!]
Jiang Zhaorong: “…”
He wants to fight too!
As a father, no one can tolerate someone coveting his daughter in front of him. Jiang Zhaorong was about to say "outrageous" when another voice sounded before him.
"presumptuous!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw several guards pushing a wheelchair slowly towards them. He Yanting was leaning on the back of the wheelchair, his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze dark and silent as a deep pool.
He wore an ice-blue, double-breasted, narrow-sleeved gown, with auspicious patterns of soaring clouds embroidered on the lapels and cuffs with royal blue silk thread. The mutton-fat jade hairpin on his head glowed slightly, giving him the image of a gentleman as gentle as jade.
Everyone fell silent immediately, and even Lu Daizong's eyes showed a hint of fear.
Jiang Zhiyu stood there obediently, 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 it!]
He Yanting: “…”
What's wrong with his face?
The more Jiang Zhiyu dodged, the more He Yanting wanted her to look at him.
"What's going on? Why's all this noise?"
The waiter got up and stood beside him respectfully. He explained what had happened in a few words. He Yanting tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with the tip of his index finger. The sound was originally very small, but in the environment at this moment, you could hear a pin drop.
It sounded like a drum beating in everyone's ears.
[The storyline says this person is incredibly violent and would drag people out and beat them to death if they didn't like what they did. Is that true?]
He Yanting paused his hammering hand, his lips curled slightly: "Drag him away and beat him to death."
Everyone couldn't help but gasp, including Jiang Zhiyu.
[I'll beat you to death if I say so, werewolf?]
He Yanting: "...In the final analysis, this incident was caused by him. As a waiter, he should have known which concubines the customer had ordered. He didn't remind the customer when he ordered too many, and even made a scene in front of the customer. Such dereliction of duty deserves death by beating."
A guard behind him dragged the begging waiter away. He Yanting continued, "This time, Qingfeng Pavilion was negligent in its supervision. The money for the guests' drinks has been put on the bill and will be delivered later."
He spoke in a masterly manner, and everyone was shocked again.
Qingfeng Pavilion is luxuriously decorated, and the entire building seems to have sprung up overnight, and no one knows the origins of the people behind it.
Moreover, since its appearance, it has taken away a lot of business from nearby taverns, including some with strong backgrounds. Yet, it can still stand here firmly, 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 feels 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! He's not the boss, it's clearly that guy called Su Bai!]
He Yanting was slightly stunned, then raised his eyes and stared at her.
Jiang Zhaorong was also stunned.
The Su family was once extremely wealthy, but later a large number of voodoo dolls were found in their home. The emperor was furious and executed all nine generations of the family.
Su Bai is the eldest son of the Su family.
Su Bai was able to survive even though his entire family was executed and nine generations of his clan were killed. In addition, considering He Yanting's current behavior, Jiang Zhaorong would never believe that this matter had nothing to do with him.
His eyes fell on He Yanting's legs covered by the blanket, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Since Zhiyu can cure Kang An’s leg, does she have a way to cure He Yanting’s leg?
The General's Mansion is now in its heyday in the court. There are occasional frictions on the border between Mobei and Nangu and Tianqi. The emperor has mentioned sending troops to fight more than once in the court. In recent years, Tianqi's military power has been weak, and other people are unwilling 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 return home soon. Jiang Zhaorong cannot let the emperor mention the war at this time. If he wants to go to war, his son cannot be his son.
Kang An's leg has just recovered, but he still needs to recuperate. The truth cannot be hidden, so Jiang Zhaorong must find a suitable candidate before the emperor makes a suggestion.
He Yanting had followed the old general to fight in the army and had a very high prestige in the army. As long as He Yanting's leg was cured, even if the news of Kang An's leg injury being cured spread, for the sake of Tianqi, the emperor would definitely choose He Yanting.
I must find a time to discuss this with the young fish.
With He Yanting's arrival, Lu Daizong no longer had the opportunity to find fault and could only stand aside angrily, looking at him with resentment.
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