Chapter 207:
Mr. Jiang is the most polite person, and he would not accept his granddaughter’s kneeling ceremony under any circumstances.
Wei Hanzhang had no choice but to look at his grandmother.
Old Zhao held her granddaughter's hand and said with a smile: "Your grandfather is right, etiquette cannot be discarded. You are already half a royal family, how can a king kneel down to his ministers?"
Seeing that his grandmother also said this, Wei Hanzhang had no choice but to give up and sat down with his arm around the old man. He said affectionately: "How are you and your bones?"
"Okay, everything is fine." Old Mrs. Zhao clapped her hand, looked at the descendants in the hall, and said with a smile: "You all come here to see me."
Except for the eldest brother who has not yet returned to Beijing, the children of the other two families are all here.
Obviously he grew up in the same family, but at this moment, he didn't dare to recognize this cousin who was raised in the same family.
In fact, Wei Hanzhang has changed a lot in the past six months, especially after getting hairpin, it is as if he has been completely reborn, just like a peony that has been carefully watered and cultivated and bloomed bit by bit. It is beautiful and grand, but it is still beautiful. There is the youthful ignorance when I was in Xuzhou.
Looking at it, everything was going smoothly, without any sign of neglect.
The two houses have not many heirs, and the gift is not just for Wei Hanzhang, but mainly for Jiang's aunt.
Jiang was well prepared and smiled as he gave greetings to everyone.
After Jiang Zhixue kowtowed, he sat next to Wei Hanzhang, looked at her with bright eyes, and said closely, "Ran Ran, I don't dare to recognize how you have changed now."
Wei Hanzhang paused slightly with his hand holding the fan, and whispered: "I remember, we only met two months ago."
…It’s only been two months since she was not dressed up today, and we have reached the point where we dare not recognize her.
Jiang Zhixue has a somewhat reserved temperament and only lets loose among a few sisters. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Old Zhao say: "Now that you have seen the ceremony, let's all go out to play. Don't stay here. Let our ancestors Sun said."
The young masters and girls of the Jiang family, except for the first few who have already married, the rest are all young. They all want to get closer to the cousin of the future crown princess, but Lao Zhao After speaking, no one, including the two young ladies of the Jiang family, dared to express their disappointment.
After Fushen saluted, he led the children in his room to retreat.
Before Jiang Zhixue left with her mother, she pulled Wei Hanzhang's sleeve with a look of reluctance and said, "After you have spoken to your grandmother, please remember to come look for me. I..."
She hesitated to speak. Seeing this, Wei Hanzhang smiled and patted her arm, "I understand, cousin, just wait for me."
Since she knew that Jiang Zhixue was divorced by her maternal family, and the sisters had grown up together, how could she not care personally about it.
Not long after, only old Zhao and Wei Hanzhang, mother and daughter, were left in the inner hall.
Mr. Jiang was not good at participating in the woman's conversation, so he got up and went to the study.
The servants and maids had withdrawn at some point, leaving only two confidants standing by to wait on them.
"This is your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake since childhood. When you were in Xuzhou, your mother was so anxious that she forgot to send this cook to come to Beijing with you." Old Zhao twisted a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to her granddaughter, saying, "Eat and see. , but it still tastes the same.”
The tender white pastry was decorated with a few fresh petals, which were crystal clear. The tip of Wei Hanzhang's nose felt sour and he almost shed tears. He hurriedly took the pastry and put it into his mouth to cover up. After swallowing, he could hold back his tears and said: " It’s Grandma Gu’s craftsmanship.”
Lao Zhao said: "If Ran Ran likes it, take it back. If you want to eat it, she will cook it for you."
"No, you also like the walnut sauce made by Grandma Gu, so you should keep it." Wei Hanzhang shook his head and said, "I can just come to your place to eat if I want to eat it." Old Zhao laughed and looked at his granddaughter With a good-looking face, he reached out and patted the top of her hair, and said warmly: "I heard from your mother-in-law that you and His Highness met in Xuzhou?"
Wei Hanzhang was holding the tea cup. He paused his hand slightly when he heard this and said, "We met once in the cherry orchard of Cao's family..."
When Old Zhao saw her mentioning her lover, there was no trace of shyness like a young **** her face, her heart suddenly thumped, her smile slowly faded, and she looked at her eldest daughter.
Jiang received her mother's questioning look and said with a helpless expression: "My girl's thoughts are getting faster and faster. She was obviously happy a few days ago, but somehow she changed her mind."
Old Zhao frowned at her granddaughter and asked with concern: "Ran Ran, isn't His Highness treating you well?"
…Isn’t His Highness treating you badly?
Xiao Junzhan returned to the capital for the first time. He had been seeing his beloved every day and night these days, and suddenly he couldn't see the pain in his heart. After going to court, he simply left the palace with his future father-in-law and went straight to Jiang Mansion to find someone.
He left the palace incognito. Except for Wei Heng, no one in Jiang Mansion knew his identity. Naturally, no one picked him up. When he walked all the way outside the main hall, he heard these words.
His steps were sluggish, and he subconsciously blocked the servant outside the door from passing by with his eyes.
Immediately I heard the slightly dull voice of the little girl inside.
Wei Hanzhang said: "He is very good to me."
To be fair, apart from his habit of kissing her, Xiao Boqian was indeed very good to her.
But the expression on her face was not sweet at all. How could old Mrs. Zhao believe it? He stroked her hair and said in a serious voice: "Does His Highness really treat you well? In front of my grandmother, you can say that in your heart talk."
This is the child who grew up under her knees. How could she not see that her Ranran state was not what her daughter said she loved His Highness.
Wei Hanzhang helplessly glanced at his worried grandmother and said, "What's in my heart is that he is really good to me. Even my biological father is not as good to me as he is."
In order to reassure the old man, Wei Hanzhang continued: "Every aspect has been considered very thoughtfully for me. Don't worry, he is really good to me."
She was just bewitched, but she did not lose her memory and could not unconscionably say that the person was not good to her.
Lao Zhao somewhat believed it. They have a deep love for their grandson and grandson. There is never anything that cannot be said, and their granddaughter will never lie in front of him.
Outside, Xiao Junzhan felt as if his heart was soaked in honey. The sweetness in his heart made his sour chest feel so comfortable, and his expression softened. Wei Hengda, who was worried about what his daughter would say, breathed a sigh of relief. .
Before he could relax, he heard his mother-in-law say again: "If that's the case, why did Ranran change her mind?"
Wei Heng was so frightened that he almost screamed out, but Ning Hai quickly tapped his acupuncture points to stop him.
Together with this, the two maids guarding the door were also tapped on their mute points.
Xiao Junzhan turned a blind eye to this and focused all his attention on what was going on in the inner room.
Soon, after Wei Hanzhang was silent for a long time, he stared at the concerned eyes of his grandmother and mother, and said hesitantly: "Something happened to affect him, otherwise I should still like him, and I haven't changed my mind."
…should?
Xiao Junzhan carefully tasted the word "pin", but his expression did not change at all.