Chapter 5
Jiang Yiche was immediately unhappy. He glanced at his third sister who was hugging his second sister and acting like a spoiled child. He pretended to be surprised: "From what you said, only my second sister and her husband helped, and I, as her brother, didn't help. I didn't hesitate to leave all my friends at Wanpin Tower and rush back to the mansion today, for fear that my grandfather would punish you."
"You little heartless one."
Jiang Yuxing turned around and hugged Jiang Yiche's arm, covering her lips with a smile, her bright eyes flickering with laughter. She said coquettishly: "Brother, how can you be jealous of my second sister? Of course I didn't say that you didn't help. You helped me a lot. You saved my extremely precious sketchbook. You are really my good brother."
"The best brother."
"Brother, are you still having tea with Brother Song at Wanpinlou today?"
Jiang Yiche's lips, which were originally raised, froze when he heard the last sentence.
He glanced in the direction of the Song Mansion, leaned against the rockery on one side, and waved his hands in displeasure: "Don't mention it. We had agreed to go to Wanpin Tower for tea today, but Song Shiyan stood me up, saying that he was seriously ill and planned to close the door for a few days. I ran to the Song Mansion to find out what was going on, but guess what, Song Shiyan was not sick at all, he was pretending to be sick."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something funny, and his originally angry face suddenly became happy. The contrast between the two made Jiang Zhaoli and Jiang Yuxing look at him at the same time, their eyes full of suspicion and inquiry.
When Jiang Yi Che saw this, he realized that he had lost his composure. He immediately laughed awkwardly, straightened his already tidy clothes, and coughed lightly with his fist under his lips.
Jiang Yuxing narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother, what did you think of? Why are you suddenly laughing so happily?"
Jiang Yiche glanced around and saw that no one was around. He moved closer to the three of them, cleared his throat, and said, "Actually, Song Shiyan is indeed sick, but not sick in the sense of illness. In short, he was beaten and his face is swollen this high. It's not appropriate for him to see guests right now. I only saw this when I rushed into his room."
Jiang Zhaoli frowned. How could Song Shiyan be beaten? He was always the one who let others suffer. It was strange that others could get back at him.
Jiang Yuxing blinked and asked, as if he was particularly curious: "Brother, why was Brother Song beaten?"
At least she wouldn't offend the teacher like she did, be brought to the mansion and beaten by Mr. Song and his mistress.
No, Brother Song has already graduated, so where would a teacher come from?
She looked at Jiang Yiche with suspicious eyes.
Jiang Yiche stared at Jiang Zhaoli nervously, and said hesitantly: "This matter should be related to my second sister. Let me make it clear first, it's just hearsay, there is no solid evidence."
Seeing Jiang Zhaoli looking at him, Jiang Yiche felt inexplicably guilty for some reason.
He suddenly remembered that a few days ago he had instigated Song Shiyan to express his feelings to his beloved woman. He wondered whether this matter had anything to do with his second sister.
But if it had nothing to do with the relationship, why would Song Shiyan be so crazy about participating in his second sister's son-in-law search? On second thought, if Song Shiyan really loved his second sister, he wouldn't seem to care much about her on weekdays.
Although his second sister was not born of the same mother as his siblings, she always had the ability to make people love her. The third sister also often stuck to her, even closer to her than to the eldest sister.
The second sister was gifted and intelligent since childhood. She was the most knowledgeable among all the children and had been studying first-hand business skills since childhood.
Her grandfather had taken a liking to her before she was born, and as soon as she was born he declared to the public that she would not marry outside her family. Her grandfather lived up to his expectations and at the age of fifteen, he took over a shop to test her abilities. Unexpectedly, she doubled the shop's profits.
As the eldest brother, he feels ashamed of his second sister's talent.
Jiang Yuxing took the opportunity to shake Jiang Yiche's arm and coaxed him like a child, staring at him with eyes as pure and watery as a cub.
Jiang Yiche's heart softened immediately. After several inner struggles, he gritted his teeth and secretly decided to tell Song Shiyan about this matter. Although he had promised Song Shiyan not to tell anyone else, his second sister saved Ah Xing today and was his and his sister's savior, so he would just consider it as a way of repaying his second sister.
He glanced around, covered his lips and whispered, "In fact, Song Shiyan wanted to participate in my second sister's son-in-law recruitment, but he was beaten and put in solitary confinement by his father, and was scolded by his mother all night. Now he has a swollen nose and face and can't get out of bed."
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Jiang Yuxing looked at Jiang Zhaoli in shock. Second Brother Song really did resist for his second sister. Although it was very small, it was still a resistance.
It’s not Brother Song’s fault that he disobeyed his elders. If you want to blame someone, blame Sister Song for being too beautiful. She is as beautiful and dazzling as a blooming peony. If she were a man, she would be the same.
There was a sly flash in Jiang Yuxing's eyes, and she suddenly remembered the picture book she had read before. In the case of Second Brother Song, he probably secretly admired Second Sister but was too embarrassed to express his feelings. This kind of ending is usually that he will be lonely until old age, taste the taste of life, and then regret it.
But now she has her second brother-in-law, who is a handsome, gentle and elegant man, and is a perfect match for her second sister.
But Second Brother Song treated her very well on weekdays and was the first to bring her food and toys, which really made her feel embarrassed.
If it really doesn't work, she will just mention it to Brother Song next time she sees him. As for who will get the beauty in the end, it depends on their own abilities.
Jiang Zhaoli suddenly remembered that the night before the son-in-law recruitment, Song Shiyan joked with her about participating in the recruitment. He couldn't be serious, right?
But then he was overturned by another idea. The Song family was also a well-known family in Los Angeles. Although he had a flamboyant personality, he was a handsome man from a wealthy family.
The credibility of his participation in the son-in-law recruitment was very slim. He was used to joking, and maybe he mentioned it and Master Song took it seriously and beat him up by mistake. Jiang Yi Che probably thought so too, otherwise, with his temper, he would have exploded long ago.
Jiang Zhaoli didn't think any more about it. He walked away arm in arm with his third sister and returned to Wenming Cuiyuan.
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The next day, dawn broke, the morning light appeared, and the sky turned white.
The maids and servants in the mansion were busy shuttling back and forth in the courtyard, each doing their own job. The entire Jiang Mansion was so quiet that the only sound was the hurried footsteps coming and going.
The window frames of Wenming Cuiyuan were covered with happy characters, and various red silk ribbons were scattered under the eaves. The maids held wooden basins and sprinkled water on the ground to prevent dust and facilitate cleaning.
Jiang Zhaoli was awakened by Nanny Hong early in the morning. She was feeling dizzy and looked sad. Yesterday, her wet nurse forced her to try on wedding dresses and talk about wedding rules until midnight. Now she was very sleepy but had to get up early. Today, she got up an hour earlier than usual.
Jiang Zhaoli sighed and lightly touched his dizzy forehead with his delicate hand. He looked out through the window. Although it was still dark outside, the room was brightly lit by candlelight.
When Matron Hong saw that she got up, she immediately hung up the hanging bed curtains to the left and right, revealing Jiang Zhaoli's clear and delicate face. At this time, she was wearing a loose goose yellow inner garment embroidered with a lifelike plum blossom-like totem, which was half open and half covered, which aroused people's reverie.
The nurse opened the incense burner on the wooden table, added some new incense and lit it. Wisps of white smoke instantly emerged from the incense burner and slowly lingered around her.
Jiang Zhaoli's face relaxed. She rubbed her soft and plump cheeks and finally became a little more sober. She didn't know if it was because of the burning incense, but her headache seemed to be better now.
Then the door was pushed open, and the maids walked into the room slowly and smoothly, each doing their own job.
At this time, the door was knocked three times, and the servant's voice was heard: "Second Miss, the son-in-law is waiting at the door. Do you want him to come in and wait?"
He arrived early, probably because his grandfather had sent someone to explain the details of the formalities to him yesterday.
The wet nurse also reminded her yesterday that she had to go with Yin Su to meet the elders and guests today.
Because he was a son-in-law and had no father or mother, there was no need for a marriage proposal or a wedding ceremony. All they needed was for their family and guests to be witnesses for the two of them.
Jiang Zhaoli had just put on a narrow-sleeved shirt and sat in front of the dressing table. He said nonchalantly, "Let him in."
As the servant uttered the word "Hey", in an instant, the sound of steady and powerful footsteps became closer.
Jiang Zhaoli could even hear the sound of his feet landing when he stepped onto the stairs. He stopped in the hall and had no intention of going into the inner room.
He poured a cup of tea in the hall, pinched the handle of the teapot lightly with his fingers, and the water poured down from the spout. The water flowed steadily into the cup, making a "splashing" sound. Through the curtain, she could even smell the fragrance of the tea.
"The tea in Madam Jiang's hall comes from the Min area?" Yin Su took a sip and a low voice came out.
Jiang Zhaoli smiled, his face calm but his heart was filled with turmoil. This Beiyuan tea was rarely circulated in the market, and was mostly presented to the Dynasty as tribute. Even if a small amount of it was circulated in the market, it would be sold at a sky-high price, and ordinary people simply could not afford it.
How did he, a hunter who made a living by hunting, know this and guess the name of the tea after just one sip?
"It seems that Master Yin knows a lot about this tea. It is the tea from the Min Kingdom, called Beiyuan Tea."
Yin Su pursed his lips, his amber eyes seemed to be covered by a faint veil, and the man's soft and gentle voice came slowly: "I am a humble man, but I accidentally saved a seriously injured Min countryman in the mountains before. After that, that friend often came to visit me to repay his kindness, and he happened to drink this tea."
"Today I am getting married to Madam Jiang. He happens to be in Los Angeles discussing business. He will drop by at that time. Madam Jiang will know the answer after a quick inquiry."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoli relaxed a little. If Yin Su was really a native of Fujian, how could the people sent by his grandfather not find out?
If she finds anything suspicious about him, her marriage will probably fail. There is one thing she should pay attention to when choosing a son-in-law: she will not marry someone from another country.
Jiang Zhaoli didn't say anything else. She closed her eyes and let the maid paint on her face, skillfully drawing from her eyebrows to her lips.
After about half an hour, Jiang Zhaoli finished dressing up, and the maid picked up the rest and slowly left.
Jiang Zhaoli turned slightly left and right to look at the beauty in the bronze mirror. She had beautiful eyebrows, white teeth, red lips, and a fair complexion. Her every frown and smile was charming and beautiful.
She did not have a gentle appearance, but a beauty that was delicate yet aggressive. With just a little makeup, her facial features became more prominent. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her eyebrows were slightly curved, just like a fox demon in a picture book who used her charm to bewitch people and made people unable to help but get close to her.
After she stood up, the room was already empty. She originally wanted to call the wet nurse to go with her to the main hall. After all, she had never seen such a grand scene before, and she needed to remind herself not to make mistakes at all times. But when the time came, she didn't know where the wet nurse had gone.
Jiang Zhaoli walked into the hall and found Yin Su still sitting there.
At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, with one hand supporting his head. His eyelashes were so long that one could even see his reflection on his eyelids.
Her facial features are delicate and charming, yet masculine. Her black hair falls from her shoulders to her chest, making her look even more seductive.
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