After hearing this, Prime Minister Qian's face turned pale. He didn't know what was wrong with his mother tonight and why she had to let the imperial teacher's servant come to their house.
He had already said that this child was not an ordinary person, why didn't she understand?
The charcoal-haired man had a cold expression on his face, and looked at Old Lady Qian sarcastically: "You really think highly of me, but it's a pity that I don't know what's good for me.
Your Qian family's temple is too small to support me, so you should put away your unrealistic fantasies!"
Hearing this, the little girl sat in the old lady's arms, smiling with eyes and eyebrows curved, as clear as a silver bell.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck! Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
[Mrs. Qian is suffering from hypochondria. She actually wants the black-haired guy to be her grandson. This idea is so funny that I can't help but laugh to death.]
“Puff!”
The old lady couldn't help laughing out loud.
I feel that the old lady of the Qian family is really interesting. She actually fell in love with the black-haired man. She must have learned about the black-haired man's situation from Prime Minister Qian, and she wanted to take advantage of her unpromising third son.
I guess she doesn't know what the true identity of Black Charcoal Head is. If she knew and still said such things, it would be just greedy.
Chu Zhinan: “…”
It's quite funny. What was she thinking of having a dragon as her grandson?
Listening to the laughter of the old lady and Naituanzi, the grandparents and grandchildren, old lady Qian was extremely angry, but she did not dare to show it on her face and kept trying to persuade Heitantou.
"Don't be ungrateful, kid. I like you and you. You are still a child after all, and you don't know how to plan for your future.
What good is it to be a slave to others? When you grow up and want to marry and have children, you will be a slave, and your wife and children will also be slaves.
Do you want to see such a situation? Don't you want yourself, your wife and children to be free? Don't you want to be a slave for the rest of your life?"
The charcoal-head wanted to curse, this old lady is sick, seriously ill. If it weren't for the sake of his master, he would have thrown a big shovel at her.
What does it mean to be a slave to someone? The master doesn't accept everyone.
If you want to be her slave, you have to see if you have the ability and are qualified.
Just like the golden rat, it wants to be the master's servant, but it's not enough? Let alone the vixen, who doesn't even have the qualifications to stay with the master.
This damn old lady knows nothing and just keeps talking nonsense here. It's really annoying.
In the past, he would have just slapped him to death. But now he dared not to attack the defenseless people, because the master would punish him.
"Mother! Please, son! Stop talking." Prime Minister Qian was so anxious that he almost stamped his feet. It was so embarrassing.
His mother actually wanted to steal the imperial master's wife and take his servant as her grandson. What the hell is going on? Can you please stop irritating him? Can you give him some peace?
The emperor personally appointed him as a first-class imperial tutor, with a higher official rank than him. His mother wanted to steal someone else's servant. What would the emperor think of him if he knew about it? What would the civil and military officials in the court think of him if they knew about it?
Is his Qian Mansion a Pixiu? He swallows whatever comes his way?
"Boss! What are you yelling about? Mother just likes this child and wants to free him from slavery."
Old Madam Qian was very unhappy that her son had repeatedly interrupted her dreams. The Princess of Qin and her granddaughter were already laughing at her, and her son didn't support her decision. How could she put her face?
"Mother! We can't interfere in this child's affairs." Prime Minister Qian advised earnestly, "That's the Imperial Master's business, can we not worry about it?"
"No, mother likes this baby. He looks very special and seems to be smart." Old Madam Qian refused to give up and kept making a fuss. "Your third brother has a miserable life. He is so old but still has no son. He finally gave birth to one, but he cries all day long.
If we adopt this child, we can have a responsible family member. Boss! You have a son, but you don’t know how your third brother feels.
He is just a slave. If we buy him, remove his slave status, change him to a good person, and then adopt him to your third brother, it will be a happy thing for everyone.
If the Imperial Master needs slaves, we can pick ten from our Qian Mansion as compensation. Otherwise, the Imperial Master can name a price and we will pay the money."
The milk ball looked at the black-haired guy with burning eyes, and the smile on his face never faded.
[Ahaha! Black charcoal head! You are so lucky! The old lady of the Qian Mansion has taken a fancy to you. She wants to buy you. Name your price! How about asking her to make a little golden dragon for me? ]
The masseter muscles on Heitantou's face are obvious, and his words are as cold and sharp as if they are squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Mrs. Qian, be careful with your words! I didn't want to argue with you because you are old. I didn't expect you to go too far and even want me to be your grandson. What's wrong with your brain?
In my life, I will obey no one except my master. Not to mention an old lady like you, even if it's your son, Prime Minister Qian, I won't take you seriously. Put away your little thoughts, it's not fun to anger me. "
Old Madam Qian was furious, pointing at the black-haired boy and scolding him harshly, "You black boy, you really don't know what's good for you. I, the old madam, feel sorry for you, so I want to help you.
I didn't expect you to be so arrogant and ungrateful. You are just a kid, but you keep calling me "Uncle". Aren't you afraid of shortening your life?
Whose uncle are you? Everyone here, except the Imperial Master, is older than you. How dare you call me uncle? "
[Ahaha! Old Mrs. Qian's words are really interesting. Black-haired guy! Your mouth is blocked, so you can't say anything, right?]
Prime Minister Qian held his forehead with his hand and didn't want to say a word. He felt that his mother was being too unreasonable and it was really embarrassing.
This is as it should be. I wonder how Princess Qin will view the Qian family with this idea of forced buying and selling.
I am someone else's servant, I will buy it whenever I want.
The servant disagreed and made a few retorts, which annoyed her. She started scolding him without considering the imperial teacher's face at all.
The Imperial Master is young and doesn't bear grudges, but he can't hold a grudge against me! Otherwise, how can I ask for help later? Doesn't my mother want to save my third brother's son?
How is that possible?
My third brother has always been my mother’s favorite, even more favored than my second brother.
In his mother's heart, he was the least favored one, ranked below, the second brother was in the middle, and the third brother was at the top.
"How can I be so embarrassed to shout? This grandpa is this grandpa, no matter who I am in front of, this grandpa will shout like this." The charcoal-haired man's stubborn temper came up, and his words became more and more unruly. "You are just an old woman in the mortal world. In my eyes, you are no different from your newborn grandson. You are worthless and unreasonable."
Old Mrs. Qian's face was as ugly as a palette. Fearing that the charcoal-haired guy might get angry, the old lady pulled his clothes and said, "Stop talking. You are a child, don't bother with an old lady."
This sentence is actually the opposite, it should be "an old lady shouldn't argue with a child". Knowing that Mrs. Qian would not listen, the old lady said this on purpose.
Prime Minister Qian came out again to smooth things over: "Alright, mother! This matter ends here. Imperial Master! Let's get down to business, shall we?"
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