Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

Chapter 82: No Seat For Seven Years Old

Chapter 82 Seven-year-olds are not seated

Liu Cheng thinks highly of himself but is subordinate to Jiang Feng. He is convinced that he is not convinced, otherwise he would not have married Jiang Feng’s sweetheart, making Jiang Feng a laughing stock. But Zhang Wenjiang didn’t think Liu Cheng was the murderer, “If Liu Cheng does it, the target must be Jiang Feng.”

is still the kind that kills and destroys corpses.

Master    has a different opinion, “Killing Jiang Song is equivalent to breaking the backbone of the Jiang family. Jiang Feng can only be bullied by others. If Duke Protector suddenly mentioned Jiang Song in the courtroom, no one would know that he died in prison.”

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard it. They have worked in the Jingzhao Mansion for many years, and they are used to the vicious methods of fighting between the powerful and the powerful. As the master said, if Jiang Song had not been questioned by the sage, Jiang Song was killed in prison, and the documents submitted by Xicheng soldiers and horses to Jingzhao Mansion were only two or three lines of words, and it was concluded as “died in prison”. No matter how dissatisfied, there is nothing you can do.

The master said again, “The food box and chopsticks containing the poisonous dumplings are the same as the ones the Jiang family used to deliver meals in the past few times. The murderer has obviously been planning for a long time. To kill a Jiang Song so much thought, it should not be What Liu Cheng did.”

Liu Cheng, as the prince of Yijiang Hou, was appointed as the head of the six ministries at a young age. He wouldn’t take the declining Jiang family in his eyes at all. If he wanted to kill Jiang Song, the means would be more direct.

A police officer raised doubts, “What kind of deep hatred does Meng Huizhou have with the Jiang family, to the point of killing people with poison, even children?”

Liao Gang, another Shao Yin of Jingzhao House, said, “I have heard people say that Meng Huizhou and Jiang Song’s father, Jiang Mian, are from the same hometown. Meng Huizhou’s success is due to the support of Jiang Mian’s father. For decades, in recent years, due to the death of Jiang Mian, the Meng family is afraid that Jiang Feng will retaliate against the Meng family after becoming the concubine, and it is possible to kill two birds with one stone.

Everyone still remembers the fire in the Ministry of Punishment. They have been immersed in officialdom for decades. Who can’t see that the fire is strange, but they can’t say it, and Meng Huizhou’s role in this fire is also unpredictable. After Jiang Mian’s death, Meng Huizhou went to Jiang’s house several times to make a pretentious behavior, and everyone could still see it. However, what the Meng family did was just the name of the picture, and it should not have reached the point of murder.

Master    continued to analyze, “Because the Meng Jiang family is close to each other, it is very convenient for the Meng family to inquire about the news of the Jiang family, and it is easy to prepare the food box.”

The court official said, “I ordered someone to go to Huijiafang to inquire about a piece of news: all the firecrackers in Mengjiabai were soaked and frozen, so the Mengjia didn’t make a sound when they handed over the children this morning, and the people in the workshop said it was fixed Jiang Feng did it.”

This wicked method is very likely to be done by Jiang Feng. It is rumored that this person is so unworthy. But Zhang Wenjiang, who had just met Jiang Feng today, felt that it wasn’t him, “Jiang Feng has a magnanimous heart, so it shouldn’t be him.”

“My lord, I dare to determine that it is him. I once saw Jiang Feng fighting crickets, and secretly cut off one of the other’s crickets’ legs. He must cheat when he goes to the casino, so he will win every gambling.” How much damage, he is very clear.

“Ahie! Ahhie!” Jiang Erye sneezed heavily when he got home, and Jiang Hou’er immediately turned around to block the upper air vent, “Second master, be careful of catching a cold.”

Jiang Erye rubbed his nose and asked, “Where’s Ling’er?”

“Master Ling has been with Sixth Girl since he returned from bathing and dressing to meet the old lady.”

Jiang Erye strode to the study room, but was called by Jiang Hou’er, “Young Master and Sixth Girl are in the young master’s room.”

This boy!

Jiang Er Ye quickly walked outside Jiang Ling’s room, raised his hand and knocked on the door. When Jiang Cai opened the door, Second Master Jiang stepped into the house. Seeing that the two brothers and sisters were squeezed together on the same chair, he complained, “Ling’er is not afraid that your sister will crush you?”

What to say! Jiang Liu was annoyed, “Daddy-daddy-also-don’t-hold-stay-child-, don’t-have to-press-daddy-daddy-press-deflate-.”

Jiang Ling stood up to salute his father and said happily, “Father, my sister’s words are getting clearer and clearer.”

Jiang Liu’s eyes were sparkling for a moment, she also felt that her body was much lighter and her tongue was easier to use recently.

“Is there? Why don’t you think that as a father?” Jiang Erye came over, picked up his little girl and hugged him in his arms.

Jiang Liu was unhappy, and twisted and didn’t want him to hug, “Daughter-son-fat, already-seven-year-old-!”

Seven years old was considered a big girl in ancient times. When born in a poor family, she began to do needlework and housework, and when she was born in a rich family, she began to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

“Liu’er is seven years old.” Jiang Erye grabbed his daughter’s chubby claw and warned, “Seven-year-old men and women are not allowed to sit in the same seat, and you are not allowed to squeeze the same chair with your brother in the future.”

Ginger stay…

Didn’t squeeze her sister more before she was seven years old. Jiang Ling felt that she was at a disadvantage and was very unhappy.

Jiang Erye looked at his son’s little black face, and suddenly said, “Linger move to my room and sleep with me.”

ah? Jiang Liu looked up.

Jiang Ling was frightened by Jiang Erye, “My son is ten years old!”

Jiang Erye explained, “Your uncle said that you often wake up in the middle of the night in prison. You can sleep with me for a while and see if you can be more stable.”

It turned out that my brother still had nightmares at night, Jiang Liu worriedly looked at his chin that was so sharp that he could use it to press the sole of his shoes, and felt so distressed.

Jiang Ling reluctantly said, “You can take medicine.”

“It’s a three-point poisonous medicine. You’ve been taking it for several months, so you can’t take it any more.”

Jiang Ling looked at his sister, “I can…”

“No way!” Jiang Erye’s nose was almost crooked, “If you don’t want to share a house with your father, you should move to the front yard to sleep with Erlang or Saburo.”

With Jiang Ling’s age, it should have moved to the front yard to live with Jiang Erlang and Saburo. Jiang Erye let him live in the west courtyard because he wanted to let him get acquainted with the people and people in the mansion before moving there.

I also slept with others when I moved to the front yard, and I can still see my sister every day in the west yard. Jiang Ling weighed it and made a choice, “Sleep with my father.”

“Are you a father willing to sleep with you?” Jiang Erye snorted, raised his chin and instructed Jiang Cai outside the door, “Move the young master’s bed over later.”

“Yes.” Jiang Cai responded.

Jiang Erye stared at Jiang Cai for a while, and suddenly asked, “When did you come back, and where have you been these days?”

When the eldest brother and the children were imprisoned, several of Jiang Bao’s letters did not return, and the West Court was stretched thin. Because Jiang Erye couldn’t find this kid, he even lost his temper.

Jiang Cai bowed his hands and saluted, “The villain went to the prison to protect the uncle and the two young masters.” After Jiang Cai entered Jiang’s house, he followed the young master closely to protect the young master’s safety. When the young master entered the prison, of course he had to follow him.

What? Jiang Erye and his daughter were shocked, “How did you get in, where did you hide?”

“If the villain sneaks in, he will stay by the young master’s side.” Jiang Cai has always spoken very little.

“I didn’t know until I returned to the mansion that Jiang Cai has been in the opposite prison.” After learning about this, Jiang Ling was very angry with himself and felt that he was too useless. Jiang Cai stayed opposite for several days, He doesn’t know.

Jiang Erye asked, “How did you get in?”

“The villain stole something in the West Market and asked the arrest to enter, and happened to be locked in the cell opposite the young master. After the young master escaped today, Uncle Qiu sent someone to pay a fine to redeem the villain.” Jiang Cai still said lightly. .

Jiang Erye silently pinched the little girl’s paw, why does he feel that he seems a little useless compared to Uncle Qiu?

“Second Master, Second Master!” Jiang Bao ran in quickly, “The arrest of Jingzhao Mansion is coming to Meng’s house soon!”

“Quick, move the ladder for the master!” Jiang Erye put down his daughter and ran out.

After Jiang Er Ye left, Jiang Ling reluctantly moved a chair and sat down next to his sister.

Jiang Liu continued the topic before Daddy came in, “So-so, big-uncle-active-moving-eating-?”

“Yeah.” Jiang Ling imitated Jiang Erye’s movements, and took his sister’s little hand and kneaded it. My sister’s hands are chubby and comfortable to hold.

Uncle wants to commit the crime of Meng family by eating poisonous dumplings, is this possible? Jiang Ling expressed doubts.

“Grandma said you can’t tell anyone.” Jiang Ling told her sister, “I only told you and Uncle Qiu, don’t tell Jiang Muyan.”

“Sister-sister.” Jiang Liu corrected his brother’s address.

Jiang Ling didn’t want to scream, and turned to talk about other things, “Uncle Qiu said that uncle hurt his own health, it’s not worth it.”

Really not worth it. Jiang Liu told his brother, “Brother-brother-no-want-learn.”

Jiang Ling snorted arrogantly, “According to me, you should bring all the poisonous dumplings out, enter Meng’s house in the middle of the night, and stuff them all into the mouths of Meng Huizhou and his son!”

Jiang Liu stared blankly at his brother.

“Sister has a better idea?” Jiang Ling asked seriously.

Jiang Liu, whose speech was unclear, slowly shook his head, “…No.”

(end of this chapter)