Uncle Chen, who recognized who she was, twitched his mouth when he saw An Xin like this.
"..." With such an arrogant sitting posture, are you serious, Master Jijiu? Master Chen stood up and bowed to An Xin, "How come Master An has time to come to my house? He didn't send someone to send an invitation in advance, so that I can prepare the way for you."
Of course An Xin understood what Uncle Chen meant.
However, to An Xin, who set rules according to the circumstances, Uncle Chen's sarcasm was nothing but bullshit.
"There's no need to clear the path and wait for you." An Xin glanced at Zhu Shijing who was surrounded by several servants.
His eyes narrowed, and he said solemnly, "As long as you can give me a reason to surround this student and not let him leave, it's not too much, right?"
"This...this..." Uncle Chen's face turned red with embarrassment and he found it difficult to speak. He had a reason but he couldn't tell it to anyone.
Unable to bear An Xin's half-smile, as if he could see through everything, he turned around and glared at his wife and daughter.
He secretly hated his legitimate daughter for being so immoral that she had an affair with her wife's nephew who had come to live in the mansion, thus losing her innocence.
Although his wife discovered it in time and drove out the nephew who came from another place to live in the uncle's house and whose family had already fallen into decline, his daughter was still ruined.
How could they dare to marry such a daughter to a noble family in the capital? That would not be a marriage, but an enmity.
After a round of screening, Lady Bo finally set her sights on Zhu Shijing, who was the easiest to approach because of their marriage relationship. He was the top scorer in the second list of the imperial examination and was also very talented and good-looking.
At this time, Madam Bo finally knew who An Xin was. She looked at her in surprise and exclaimed, "You... who are you, the female chief priest of the Imperial College who was previously rumored to have been appointed by the emperor himself?!"
After saying this, Mrs. Bo was a little bit unbelieving and turned to look at her master.
Uncle Chen nodded, with a hint of regret on his face.
When he learned that his daughter had done that, he wanted to send this daughter who had brought disgrace upon the family to be looked after in a nunnery worshipped by the family.
However, he could not persuade his wife who loved his daughter so much that he framed his daughter and forced her to marry his promising nephew.
Now that you have offended the younger one, here comes the older one.
Seeing the expression on An Xin's face that showed she would not give up until she gave her an explanation, Uncle Chen felt a little headache. He didn't know how this matter would end.
There are not many people who can get special orders from the emperor. Generally, they are the emperor's confidants or people of special status. Chen Bo's mansion is only third-rate in the capital, and he may not be able to afford to offend this upstart.
The servants of the Chen family also noticed that their master was concerned about An Xin.
With An Xin, a reckless man, in charge, Zhu Shijing easily escaped from the siege of the servants, walked to the chair next to An Xin and sat down, and also picked up the cakes on the tea table and slowly ate them.
An Xin's mouth twitched. This stingy guy never forgets his principles wherever he goes.
If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you bastard.
He was slandered and almost lost a green ranch, but now he can still remain calm and think about eating poor people. This is really unparalleled.
The person who finally choked and still had the shamelessness to order the servants of the Chen family to bring tea could probably only be a student taught by her, a great teacher.
See how the master and disciple behave.
“??!” The children in Chen Bo’s house were stunned.
As An Xin pretended to lower his head and roll up his sleeves, he asked in a very soft voice, "Do you want your aunt's family to separate from the Bo's Mansion?"
Zhu Shijing, who was drinking tea with his head down, paused for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he nodded imperceptibly, "I want to!"
He also realized that his aunt's family had very low status in Chen Bo's Mansion. Even the servants who besieged him turned a deaf ear to the words of his aunt, the second lady of the mansion.
Zhu Shijing hoped that his aunt, who loved him so much, would leave such a mansion as his family was not short of money.
Even if his aunt could not get much of the inheritance from the uncle's house, at most he would write home and ask his parents to send some money.
I’ll buy more shops and farms for my aunt’s family in the capital so that they don’t have to suffer any grievances or worry about their lives.
Not far from them, Chen Bofu's second son Zhu Shijing, who was said to be kind but was actually a bit cowardly, also overheard the conversation between the two and his eyes lit up.
He is kind and cowardly, but not stupid. The first wife has been suppressing the second wife for a long time.
Chen Tianyou glanced at his elder brother Chen Tianzuo and his eyes flickered, with some hope for the separation of the family in his eyes.
After An Xin got the answer from Zhu Shijing, he began to think about how to help the second branch of the Chen family and break away from the suppression of the first branch.
Seeing that Uncle Chen and his wife had given up, Chen Jiaojiao, the eldest daughter of the Chen family, was the only one who stared at Zhu Shijing. She was secretly annoyed that if she had met the nephew from her second aunt's family earlier, she would not have fallen in love with her cousin who was slightly more handsome.
An Xin looked at Chen Jiaojiao, who had an infatuated look in her eyes, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Zhu Shijing teasingly. He glared at her, so she touched her nose and got down to business.
Since they have falsely accused our own students, there is no way we can let them get away with it so easily.
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An Xin's eyebrows were curved and she smiled kindly.
Anyone who knows An Xin would know that she is up to no good.
An Xin, who never stopped talking until he shocked the world, said to Mr. Chen and his wife in a friendly manner: "In fact, it is not impossible for my student to propose to your daughter."
"Cough cough cough" As expected, Zhu Shijing was shocked by what An Xin said.
“???” Zhu Shijing looked at An Xin aggrievedly, as if he didn’t expect you to be such a small headmaster.
"It's true." The difference was Mrs. Bo. She didn't expect that there was still a chance to turn around the matter that she and her husband wanted to give up after exchanging glances.
As Zhu Shijing stared at her thoughtfully, An Xin answered very seriously and confidently, "More real than pearls."
"Then I wonder when the Lord Chief Academician will be able to bring your student, Mr. Zhu, to propose to my daughter?" Lady Bo was afraid that things would get more complicated the next day, so she asked anxiously.
Zhu Shijing sat aside and continued to drink tea and eat pastries with the teacup in his hand. He was just shocked by what An Xin said just now, and he didn't really suspect that his own headmaster had sold him out.
Based on Zhu Shijing's understanding of his own headmistress, what she said now was most likely misleading.
Sure enough, what An Xin said next confirmed his guess.
An Xin looked at Mrs. Bo and asked, "Are you in a hurry to marry your daughter?"
"Ah! No...no hurry!" Mrs. Bo wanted to cry.
Nonsense, her daughter has caused such a big disaster, how could she not be in a hurry to clean up the mess.
If her daughter had not done such a thing, she would not be able to marry into any wealthy and powerful family. How could they fall in love with a man who had just entered the officialdom?
An Xin sat there calmly. How could she not see that everyone in the Bo family was very anxious, but she was not.
He was also thirsty because of talking so much, so he picked up the teacup and slowly moistened his throat, and then he spoke under the expectant eyes of the three members of the Bo family.