When Zhen Shicheng heard about this, he scolded Zhen Heng: "You are young and frivolous!"
Zhen Heng lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "My son drank too much."
He admitted that Jiang Cang, the eldest son of the Dongping Marquis's Mansion, was well educated, but he could not tolerate him stepping on him to become famous.
He worked hard to get the title of Jieyuan. If someone said years later that he got the upper hand because Jiang Cang didn't finish the exam, wouldn't he be so upset? If he didn't act decisively to clear his name now, would he have to wait for an explanation in the future?
Besides, when Zhen Heng thought of the Dongping Marquis' Mansion, his heart was slightly moved.
He held his breath and won the title of Jieyuan, hoping that she would see his glory.
Maybe she'll change her mind.
After that rejection, Zhen Heng decided to quietly put all his thoughts aside. However, it was not easy for a young man who had just experienced love to forget his first heartbeat.
After all, there is a certain unwillingness.
Zhen Heng has this pride that makes him better, so good that even if the other party doesn't like him, they can't ignore his brilliance.
"Father, how about you take your son to the Dongping Marquis's residence to admit your mistake?"
Zhen Shicheng thought his son's suggestion was good.
The little girl called him "Uncle", and the Duke of Dongping and him had a bad temper. Now they were brothers, so he could not pretend to be deaf and dumb about his son's arrogant behavior after drinking at the Deer Ming Banquet. It was only right for him to take his son to the Duke of Dongping's mansion to express his stance.
As soon as Zhen Heng saw his father's expression, he knew something was going to happen and his lips curled up slightly.
Zhen Shicheng was about to nod, but when he caught a glimpse of the faint smile on his son's lips, he suddenly came to his senses, puffed his beard and said, "Stinky boy, are you going to the manor to apologize, or to attract bees and butterflies?"
"Cough, cough, cough." Zhen Heng started to cough violently. His white jade-like ears quickly turned red. He said with a smile, "Father, what are you talking about?"
That's the kind of person he is!
"Besides, how could my son, who is such a well-behaved person, attract so many women?"
Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard slowly and said, "Is that so? Then I'll ask Jiang Shaoqing out in private. After all, it's not appropriate to make an apology public."
The eldest son of the Dongping Marquis's Mansion had already lost face. If others knew that they had come to visit, it would be even more embarrassing for the Dongping Marquis's Mansion. Therefore, Zhen Shicheng had already decided to keep a low profile.
Of course, the private invitation to meet Mr. Jiang Er was purely for fun with his son.
"Father, it would show more sincerity if we visit you in person." Zhen Heng was a little anxious.
He never thought that he would have the opportunity to visit her house again, and this time with a legitimate identity.
Zhen Heng was not afraid that others would recognize him as the servant that Zhen Shicheng brought with him when he visited the house.
At that time, he was dressed like a servant, standing obediently behind his father. No one would notice him. The only one who could recognize his identity was probably Fourth Miss Jiang.
Is Zhen Heng afraid that Jiang Si will recognize his true identity? Of course not!
He thinks he looks good and has a decent reputation, so it should be easy for him to win the favor of girls, right?
Zhen Heng thought of that extremely beautiful girl and suddenly felt uncertain.
Zhen Shicheng saw his son's expression changing unpredictably, so he tapped his head lightly with his folding fan and sighed, "You silly boy!"
My son is still so evil, and as a father I should at least give him a hand, especially since he dug the pit for his son himself.
Zhen Heng blushed and tried his best to remain calm: "When father passes away, just tell your son."
"Don't you have parties with your classmates one after another?"
"They can all be turned down." Zhen Heng couldn't hold it anymore when he said this, and he made up an excuse and ran away in a hurry.
Looking at his son's fleeing back, Zhen Shicheng sighed.
Forget it, he will help his son and try again.
For young people, one or two setbacks is nothing. Maybe you’ll get used to it after enduring them - ahem, then you’ll succeed, right?
When Madam Zhen heard that Zhen Shicheng was going to take her son to the Dongping Marquis's residence, she figured out the underlying meaning after a brief thought. She immediately grabbed Zhen Shicheng's ear and said angrily, "Well, you've hurt my son once, and you're going to hurt him a second time! Zhen Shicheng, what are you thinking? Did that girl drug you?"
If they hadn't been playing together since they wore open-crotch pants, she would have suspected that this old guy wanted to marry her.
"Let go quickly, we have to wait for the maids to go out!" Zhen Shicheng's old face turned red.
Madam Zhen noticed that the two maids were still standing in the room, so she quickly let go of their hands and said with a sullen face, "Why don't you get out? You have no good eyesight!"
The two maids couldn't wait to run away.
Only the couple were left in the room. Madam Zhen sat on the beauty couch and said with a stern face, "Zhen Shicheng, I tell you, if you harm my son again, I will never allow it!"
She had experienced the feeling of young love. It was fine if both parties were in love with each other, but it would be very painful if one of them was unrequited.
She couldn't help but feel distressed when she thought about her outstanding son being in this situation.
"Heng'er is not the kind of child who jumps around. When he hits a wall, he puts his thoughts aside and slowly gets over it. When you find a good girl who is outstanding in every way for him in the future, this little thing will be nothing. But you actually stir up his thoughts again and again. Isn't this harming him?" Mrs. Zhen became more and more angry as she spoke. She wished she could take out the washboard and make Zhen Shicheng kneel down.
At this time, a young man's clear voice came from outside the door: "Father, mother, can your son come in for a moment?"
The couple looked at each other, and Mrs. Zhen calmed down and said, "Come in."
The door creaked open and Zhen Heng walked in.
"Is there anything wrong, Heng'er?" Mrs. Zhen asked when she saw Zhen Heng closing the door.
Zhen Heng bowed to Madam Zhen and said, "Mother, I overheard the argument between you and father just now."
Zhen Shicheng's beard twitched.
Accidentally heard it? As expected of a top scholar, his choice of words is very much at the level of his time.
Mrs. Zhen stared at her son, not understanding what he meant by this.
"Mother, don't blame father. It's your son...your son wants to go again..." When he said this, even his ears turned red.
It's impossible not to feel awkward revealing one's feelings so directly in front of one's parents, but for that one chance, what does it matter?
"Heng'er!"
"Mother, please listen to me." Zhen Heng raised his eyes and looked into Madam Zhen's eyes without flinching. "You are doing this for the good of your son. Your son understands everything. It's just... Giving up easily will certainly save a lot of trouble, but it will bring a lot more regrets. Mother, your son doesn't want to leave any regrets."
He had to try again, using his legitimate identity.
At least he wanted her to know who he was. At least he wanted the first girl he fell in love with to know what he looked like.
Even if he was destined to be a passer-by in her life, at least it was better than never passing by.
Zhen Heng never regretted meeting that fairy-like girl in that quiet and peaceful forest, even though he had been tortured ever since.
"Mei Niang, it's a good thing for young people to know how to persevere. Do you remember us back then?"
Mrs. Zhen's expression changed, and she finally nodded slightly.
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