Chapter 061: Censor Representative
In the next two days, Chen Heng became increasingly busy.
When I got home late that day, I saw a carriage parked in front of my house from a distance.
Chen Heng blinked. It was a carriage drawn by tall horses, not an ox-drawn cart. Two servants were waiting beside the carriage. When they saw someone coming, they looked at her.
A flicker of nervousness flashed through her mind. Could something have happened? Shen Heng hurried into the courtyard. As soon as she entered, she heard the voice of a young man she didn't know from the kitchen: "Xie Jian and I have only known each other for two hours, but we got along very well and have become close friends who can talk about anything."
"Really?" Xia's voice was filled with joy. "Are you willing to be Ajian's friend?"
"Xie Jian and I will definitely be friends for life, right, Xie Jian?"
"It's getting dark, why don't you go back?" Xie Jian's voice was faint, completely different from the boy's voice.
"You won't let me have dinner?"
"No."
"I like you. Hehe, sister-in-law, I'll leave now and come back to play another day." As the young man finished speaking, he had already left the kitchen.
He was a young man of about the same height as Xie Jian, probably around fifteen years old, with a baby face and two symmetrical dimples when he smiled. This boy must love to laugh, as his eyes were full of smiles when he spoke.
"Aheng is back." Seeing her brother's wife, Xia hurriedly introduced her to the young man, "She is Ajian's wife."
The young man looked at Xie Jian in disbelief: "Are you married?"
"Yeah." Compared to this smiling boy, Xie Jian's expression was extremely dull.
The boy opened his mouth into an O shape, as if he couldn't believe that Xie Jian was actually married. His family said that he was still a child and he grew slower than other teenagers, so his family said that he would not be able to get married until he was around 17 years old, which was obviously the case with Xie Jian.
"Sir, if you don't hurry up, you will be punished by the master." The servant outside urged.
The young man had no choice but to leave quickly. As he boarded the carriage, he said to Xie Jianyu, "I'll go to the academy with you tomorrow. I'll pick you up. Remember my name, Meng Xuanlang."
The three of them watched the carriage disappear at the door.
Mrs. Xia was happy that her brother-in-law had a friend: "The young master has a very likable personality. Ah Jian, how did you get to know him?"
Xie Jian was about to speak when he saw Shen Heng's expression suddenly change. He was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"
Meng Xuanlang, the last assistant minister and Grand Tutor of the Da Cong Dynasty, was also the most outstanding censor in the past hundred years. He and Xie Jian were once called the emperor's right-hand man by the common people. However, at the age of thirty, he was framed by the treacherous minister Xie Jian and imprisoned, and eventually committed suicide in prison.
"It's okay." She was just a little excited when she suddenly saw the historical figure, but when she met Xie Jian's cold black eyes, uh, so, they know each other now?
"Ajian, my sister-in-law has always been worried that you wouldn't be able to make friends," Xia said happily. "This young man looks like a kind and upright person, isn't he, Aheng?"
Chen Heng nodded, still thinking about the young man just now. It turned out that the future Taifu looked like this.
"Ajian, how did you get to know this young master?" Xia asked curiously, "This young master should be from a wealthy family, right?"
"He is the son of Lord Lu's friend. Sister-in-law, I'm hungry." Xie Jian said as he walked into the kitchen.
Every time Xie Jian came back, the food he prepared was always good. In the evening, Xia fried a dumpling with shredded radish and a bowl of fried tofu with fatty meat. There were only a few pieces of fatty meat, but the fried tofu was cooked thoroughly and fragrant.
Chen Heng was just picking up a piece of fried tofu and eating it contentedly when Xia Shi kept hitting her feet under the table. It took her a long time to understand what she meant.
It was to ask her to pay more attention to Xie Jian's affairs in the academy. It wasn't that she didn't care, but she felt that caring was useless. Shen Heng had no choice but to ask: "Ajian, have you made any friends in the academy?"
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