Chapter 159: Marriage Next Month
Evening.
Jiang Wan and the Old Madam Jiang family returned to the Jiang Mansion.
Because they had left in such a hurry, all the valuable items in the entire mansion had been removed.
Some had also been taken by the servants who seized the opportunity.
The rooms, which had been magnificent and spotless in the morning, were a mess by the time they returned in the afternoon, as if they had been ransacked.
Jiang Huaisheng had been hungover last night and was still feeling a bit floaty today; after the round trip, he couldn’t quite process everything.
He hadn’t even registered the life-and-death struggle, still dwelling on why Jinger had left him, taking the children with her.
Jiang Rong had become even more silent after seeing the killing and blood, but at least he didn’t go crazy or scream.
Old Madam Jiang wore a grim expression.
And Jiang Wan was the most terrified.
Upon returning, she couldn’t even care about the chaos throughout the courtyard.
She was a bit shaken.
That was Chu Yi, the future Prince Ming.
Yet he had died just like that.
Died right in front of her.
So easily.
Those guards must have known too.
If Chu Yi died, they certainly wouldn’t survive.
So after Chu Yi died, they fought desperately.
Those who didn’t die in the end were captured alive and taken away.
Jiang Wan was terrified on one hand, but on the other, she felt that what she had seen in her dreams was real.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have recognized Chu Yi, and Chu Yi wouldn’t have shot at Jiang Changtian just because of a word from her.
Although it failed.
In her memory, the Seventh Prince was not a good-tempered man; he was very sinister.
If he had sent someone to fetch them, only to lose a son, how much must the Seventh Prince hate them?
Jiang Wan felt terrified thinking about this.
Despite this, she still had to settle her family.
The Buddha statues in the shrine had actually been moved away, leaving only empty pedestals.
Because they were inconvenient to carry.
In the shrine, the Quiet Room had been demolished, and one couldn’t tell there had been a room there.
Jiang Wan returned to her grandmother’s side.
Cuddled up next to her grandmother.
Having been injured and having traveled back and forth, Old Madam Jiang was not in good condition.
Yet at this moment, she was still leaning against the bed, forcing herself to comfort the younger generation.
Jiang Wan asked Old Madam Jiang in a daze, “Grandmother, we copy scriptures, worship Buddha, and make offerings every day with great piety. Why has the Buddha not protected us?”
Old Madam Jiang’s nasolabial folds seemed to deepen by two degrees overnight.
She still braced herself and said, “You pray to Buddha because you believe in Buddha. The Buddha did not protect you because the Buddha believes in you.”
Grandmother’s words were profound.
Jiang Wan had an epiphany; after thinking in silence for a moment, she stood up and went back to organizing the family’s affairs.
…
Eunuch Duan heard the phrase “Rebels pretending to be the Seventh Prince” and had nothing to say; he dared not speak, nor did he dare to ask.
He might as well continue brewing tea.
Meng Shaoxia didn’t dare to make a sound either.
The scene he witnessed today was still a bit shocking to him.
He hadn’t expected the Seventh Prince’s guards to suddenly try to shoot Mr. Jiang.
Fortunately, he and Brother Feng had good skills and quick reactions.
Otherwise, to be ambushed right at one’s own doorstep would be too tragic.
Facing the sudden rain of arrows, Meng Shaoxia was startled, but he quickly reacted.
What he couldn’t react to was Aunt Qin’s skills.
When the person in black, wearing armor and a helmet, charged at the enemy with a spear, Meng Shaoxia stamped his feet in anxiety.
This won’t do; this is too dangerous.
How can one be so reckless when two sides are confronting each other on the battlefield?
Even if you are strong, you can’t do this.
Once your charge fails and you are killed, it will destroy morale.
No one is this reckless.
Although Brother Feng had better skills than him and the troop looked decent when led by him, he really had no combat experience and was too reckless.
As a result, that person in black charged, taking on a whole group by themselves, easily.
Like a peerless warrior.
As if entering an empty land.
The enemy was thrown into chaos, instantly losing their advantage.
Meng Shaoxia watched with a bewildered expression.
He didn’t know where Mr. Jiang had gathered such a strong general; no wonder Ming County was peaceful while everywhere else was in chaos.
When he saw the person in black pierce the guard with a spear, Meng Shaoxia suddenly felt that things had escalated significantly.
The words that person didn’t say: he is the Seventh Prince’s son.
So the person in black killed a royal grandson???
He hadn’t expected that in broad daylight, while accompanying his future father-in-law to drill a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people, he would commit such a major event.
Looking at these “old, weak, sick, and disabled” people again, how were they weak or disabled?
Not only did the team obey orders, but the young adults killed, the old and weak finished them off, their movements were very nimble, and they even looted the bodies.
The other side was well-equipped and strong, yet not a single one escaped.
The close-quarters combat ended very quickly.
His father-in-law suddenly acted like a drama queen and started acting spoiled with the person in black.
Saying he was scared.
He clearly saw that when the arrows came, his father-in-law easily extended his sword to block them.
The person in black actually hugged his father-in-law to comfort him, telling him not to be afraid.
The person in black, full of fierce aura and a presence comparable to a dragon, pulled off the mask, and it was actually his future mother-in-law…
Meng Shaoxia was still a bit bewildered when he returned home.
This, this, this was unexpected, yet expected.
He just suddenly felt that compared to considering what the Seventh Prince’s people would do, there seemed to be a closer problem: if he didn’t perform well, what would happen to him?
People have long-term worries and immediate concerns.
Meng Shaoxia followed them back to the Jiang Family and inexplicably became a bit reserved.
He recalled his first time coming to the Jiang Family with Young Master He Chen and wondered if there was anything inappropriate.
Who could have imagined that an aunt carrying a basket of pig feed was a peerless warrior?
So scary, right?
Meng Shaoxia dismounted obediently.
He obediently served tea and water.
He even took over Eunuch Duan’s work.
Eunuch Duan:…There’s no need for that, General Meng, leave some work for me.
Hearing that her parents had returned, Jiang Yu came out skipping to welcome them; thinking of Great-Aunt, she slowed her pace, but seeing that Great-Aunt wasn’t looking at her, she started jogging again.
She didn’t stop until she reached Brother Meng.
Seeing Brother Meng’s face looking a bit pale, Jiang Yu asked with concern, “Were you scared? Was it dangerous? You all came to accept the amnesty, and there are still Rebels? Don’t be afraid, I made something delicious; you can eat some later to calm your nerves.”
Meng Shaoxia nodded, feeling comforted; Jinger was still the best.
He did need to calm his nerves.
Dinner.
The staple food was noodles made by Aunt Qin again.
Meng Shaoxia was not a person who liked noodles.
But tonight he ate everything clean, not daring to complain about eating noodles every day; he even drank all the noodle soup, not daring to leave any.
After eating.
Meng Shaoxia took the initiative to speak, “I have already sent a letter to my parents to have them send the betrothal gifts. As for the day of my wedding with Jinger, I ask Father and Mother to decide.”
This “Father and Mother” made Jiang Changtian’s face twitch slightly.
Qin Luoxia was beaming with joy.
When a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks, the more she likes him.
Especially a square face like Little Meng’s; he looked honest and reliable, someone she could depend on to live life with.
Qin Luoxia looked at her husband and said, “Husband, you know these things. Husband, choose an auspicious day so we can get things done early and be at ease.”
Jiang Changtian spoke, “The marriage of children is a major event and should not be rushed. Let’s make it next month; let’s arrange it for the third day of next month. It just so happens that Eunuch Duan is still here and can serve as a witness.”
Eunuch Duan, who was cued, nodded in agreement, saying it needed to be prepared well and that it was a major event.
Although today was the 30th, and tomorrow was next month.
It’s your territory, whatever you say goes.
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