Bogu: "they like the position of the general's wife, not me. How can I marry such a person? I don't ask for their family background, but at least it's pure for me."
Boda: "yes, I can't accept a marriage mixed with interests."
Jiang Chan sighed: "your idea is very beautiful, but have you ever thought about your current position? In your position, it is inevitable that there will be mixed interests, which can not be avoided."
"I won't force you. Even if you don't start a family, you can adopt some good seedlings and keep them under your knees. You can still spread what you have learned." Jiang Chan raised her eyebrow, which can be called a deviant word. Du Zishu's eyes darkened a lot.
Also, if she is not such a person, she can't do such a foundation now.
Bogu and Boda laughed loudly: "you know, young master, you are not as pedantic as others. You think everyone believes in the inheritance of children."
Du Zishu chuckled: "sometimes blood relationship is the most unreliable."
Jiang Chan: "yes, isn't Zi book a ready-made example?"
Du Zishu glanced at Jiang Chan: "young master, you are not much better."
Jiang Chan retorted, "I'm always luckier than you. At least I wasn't sick before."
"Speaking of this," Jiang Chan suddenly frowned: "Zishu, you should be mentally prepared. Even if your body is well cared for, you will be on your children in the future..."
Du Zishu was silent for a moment: "I've been mentally prepared for a long time. As you said, I'll look for some good seedlings in the future. What I've learned can't be wasted."
Bogu squeezed his fist and said, "I have to clean up those bastards in Du Fu later!"
Boda: "Sang Chen and sang Qu were brought out by you alone. Do you worry that they will disrespect you in the future?"
Jiang Chan: "there are successors in Zishu. I'm still empty under my knees. I can't. I'll take action when I go back."
"Young master, if you open your mouth, you can guarantee that a steady stream of portraits will be sent to your desk." Boda joked about Jiang Chan with a smile. They followed Jiang Chan the longest and were not so constrained to each other.
"There's no need for portraits. Wait until you get back." Jiang Chan waved her hand and squinted around.
"The Du family can really delay. After noon, people have returned to the city, and they are still in Ningyuan temple?" Boda sat lazily on the horse and looked at him.
Du Zishu: "maybe I'm asking God to worship the Buddha and ask the Buddha to let me die outside as soon as possible?"
Jiang Chan: "even if they ask for these, the Buddha will not protect them."
They have been in the forest for three hours. They saw the Du family's carriage pass by before. It is estimated that they have had lunch. I think it won't be long before the Du family's carriage will return.
It was not until about two o'clock in the afternoon that the Du family's carriage staggered into the tree forest. A young man sat on the shaft and drove. It is estimated that the car is Du Zishu's real mother Chen.
Du Bohao rode beside the carriage, with a smile on his face. He seemed to be in a good mood.
They came back late, and they didn't come back with the Du family. Jiang Chan squints. It's better to act with fewer people. Although the Du family also brought servants, these people's footsteps are vain at first sight. If they really start, what can they do?
The carriage gradually drove into the thickest forest. Du Bohao's heart suddenly raised: "everyone pay attention to vigilance, speed up and leave here quickly."
For a time, the servants all quickened their pace, and Bogu sneered, "is it time to do it?"
Jiang Chan threw Boda a small paper bag. Boda immediately smiled. It was familiar with the taste and formula.
Quietly lurking to the upper air outlet, Boda scattered the powder wrapped in small paper. Jiang Chan and Bogu had long been closed, but Du Zi was the only one.
"You attack indiscriminately? Why don't you tell me?" Du Zishu reluctantly held the window edge and tried not to let himself fall in the carriage. Does he want face?
Jiang Chan felt no guilt: "forget, forget you haven't seen this thing. Here you are."
Throwing a small porcelain bottle, Du Zishu shook his hands and pulled out the small cork on the porcelain bottle. Suddenly, there was a big sneeze: "what flavor? Did you mean it?"
Jiang Chan stared: "aren't you very angry now? Give it back to me."
Du Zi's books have been recruited. Can the Du family do well? Less than a few minutes later, a piece of wood fell, and Du Bohao fell from his horse.
As for Chen and others, they have long been lying soft in the carriage.
When Jiang Chan and others walked out of the tree forest, Du Bohao's eyes widened. If he didn't know he was plotted, he would be a fool.
"We du family don't know you at all. Why do you attack secretly? It's not a gentleman to hide!"
Jiang Chan snapped and closed the folding fan: "boy, you have no hatred with us, but who let you do evil? Bogu, bring Chen out."
"Yes, young master!" Bogu went up, lifted the curtain of the car and directly pulled out the soft Chen and threw it on the ground. Poor Chen has always been in a privileged position. When did he suffer such torture?
Du Bohao: "whatever you want to do, come to me. She's a woman. What can she know?"
"It's really a deep love between mother and son." Du Zishu's voice came over. Boda held him in one hand and his face was full of smiles. What's more, sir Zuo Xiang's body is too empty, isn't it? It hasn't slowed down yet?
Seeing Du Zishu, Du Bohao and Chen's faces changed greatly.
Du Bohao forced out a smile: "it turned out that the second brother came back. The second brother has been away from home for so many years. His mother missed you and sent people to look for you everywhere."
Du Zishu barely stood up and said, "I think she wants me to die early?"
Jiang Chan was impatient: "the villain died of talking too much. It's right to do it quickly, so as not to dream too much at night."
Chen Shi screamed, "what do you want to do? I'm his real mother! He's disobedient!"
Jiang Chan clapped: "it's a disgusting face. If you have the courage, you can say it. We're not afraid. Zishu, hurry up. You're a big man. How can you be a mother?"
Du Zishu turned his eyes: "who do I owe this to? Why are you more worried than me?"
Squatting down beside Du Bohao, Du Zishu felt out a small bottle from his arms. Seeing the familiar little bottle, Chen immediately panicked: "whatever you have, come to me. I know I'm sorry for you, but your eldest brother didn't do anything to you."