Chapter 719

Especially there is such a Buddha around.

"What's the matter? He's here again?"

Shen Qing's resignation was an accident. This time the county magistrate arrived, he was firm. Once, twice, twice, three times. How many times is this?

"Yes, madam. Is that magistrate of Song County coming again?"

"County magistrate of Song Dynasty?" Shen Qingci slightly frowned, the surname to remind her of someone.

"What's the full name of this magistrate of the Song Dynasty?"

She was just asking casually.

"Song Mingjiang," Mu Yang answered the three words, so that Shen Qing could not help but slightly hook his lip.

Oh It's really him.

And she really did not know when that person became so tough. Since she was so powerful, she had to persevere even if there were more dangers ahead, even if she gave up this face for her own official fortune.

If there was some perseverance, why did you marry someone else?

In fact, song Mingjiang is just an ordinary person who loves himself more than others.

There seems to be no fault in loving yourself.

"See you, ma'am?"

Muyang asked Shen Qingci.

"Well..." Shen Qing said with a smile, but the smile only reached the lip, but it didn't reach the bottom of my eyes.

"No

Mu Yang understood, and then said goodbye to Shen Qing, and he had already retired.

"Lord song, please come back."

Mu Yang stretched out his hand and compared a please word. The master of my family didn't want to see the Lord song. As long as the Lord song was honest and upright and made the people live and work in peace and contentment, he could be regarded as my master's absence.

Song Mingjiang's heart jumped.

It's nice to hear that. No one in the world would like to have such a number one person around. If you don't make it right, it may be the last county magistrate's death.

"Lord song, please come back."

Muyang said another word, and then he had to close the door.

"Just a moment, please."

Song Mingjiang hurried forward, but also slightly bent, a school of humility, look at the face is also annoying, have to say, although Qian dislike, but it gave song Mingjiang a good look.

"Please speak, Lord song."

Mu Yang is still smiling, that is, there are few lines in the corner of his eyes. I think he is not too fond of laughing.

"I want to ask," Song Mingjiang bowed again.

"Who is the master of the mansion? I happen to be acquainted with Junwang's mansion, but I don't know if my master is? "

Senyang sneered in his heart, when he is stupid?

There is no one in the world who dares to have a relationship with the master of his family, Prince Bijun. Who is the master of his family? That's the real Royal relative. Song Mingjiang's relationship is far away. I don't know who is involved.

"The owner of the house doesn't participate in the affairs of the imperial court, and he doesn't like to make friends. Please go back."

After that, he slammed the door, which was just like a few days ago. What was not polite was that song Mingjiang was closed again.

Before Song Mingjiang finished his words, he was shut out of the door. This time, he has been here more than five times.

Want to come, also can't be come again, even if he is not dead hearted, but also afraid of that one's rejection.

What he can do is to be careful and conscientious, and not to let others pick out his own mistakes. Even if he is a royal relative, he can not grasp any of his tricks.

He turned around and said to the people behind him and went back.

But when the wind blowing in his forehead, but his forehead from time to time in the jump.

He pressed his forehead and had a headache.

Sitting on the sedan chair, his heart was never relaxed. Until he returned to the mansion, he wanted to have a good rest. He had been dealing with public affairs all night for several years. In addition, he had several closed doors over there, which really made him anxious. He didn't want to pay attention to the affairs in the house. Even he himself had never been to any aunt Mother's room, just often with her daughter to write.

But as soon as he got to the mansion, he heard the servant say, "please, old lady.".

He had no choice but to go back to his study and find his mother.

As soon as she entered, she saw Qian sitting on the top of the imperial chair, and several girls were beating her legs and fans for her. It was really a kind of official lady's style, and even more arrogant. However, compared with the real ladies in Beijing, she was still not on the stage.

Song Mingjiang knew that, but he couldn't say that it was his mother's mother instead of someone else. His son didn't think his mother was ugly. Even if it was something out of the ordinary, it was his mother's mother. A word of filial piety would make him breathless.

What's more, what's more, Qian's widowhood for so many years is all for him.

All his life, he has never been able to repay his kindness."Mother, are you looking for your son?"

Song Mingjiang came over and sat down beside Qian.

"Come here."

Qian stretched out his hand, and from one side came a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was fair, but she had no amazing posture. To her long front and back, she looked like a child.

"Jiang'er, this is Cuiru. What do you think of her?"

Qian is very satisfied with the woman she has picked out. She is easy to bear and raise. Moreover, she has given birth to more than a dozen of her sisters. All of her sisters are children, and the incense of the Song family depends on her.

Of course, she never thought that it was his son's problem. She married so many women, but in the end, she still didn't hatch an egg. Needless to say, it was also the problem of those women?

after all, song Mingjiang didn't give birth to a big sister, which was not her son's problem, but someone else's problem? So this woman was a girl People one by one into the house, is also song Mingjiang as a rooster general, is used to hatch eggs.

Song Mingjiang is really not interested in women now. Recently, there are too many things. He has not touched a woman for several months. He is really weak.

"Jiang'er, she will follow you in the future."

Qian did not discuss with her son, but had already decided. She said that to stay was to stay or to stay.

"Mother, I'd better stay with you." Song Mingjiang can not help but feel his head a pain, that kind of pain in the temple, let him can not help but press up his forehead, is really a headache to crack.

Stay with me.

When song Mingjiang said this, how could he be happy.

"Jiang'er, you are more than 20 years old, but now you don't even have a legitimate son. Look at Xiao Junwang and look at Shen Wenhao. Both of them grew up together with you. But now, they are all legitimate sons. How can you be worse than them?"

Song Mingjiang's mouth slightly stiff a stiff, heart is also suppressed a kind of embarrassment.

How can he compare with others?

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