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Seven hundred and seventieth eight chapters into the eye(2/2)

Zijing sighed and said, "Even if the old man takes care of him, Mr. Song and Mr. Bai will have to support the door in the future. Now the old man is taking care of him. Grandma Tian can be treated by his wife in charge, which is wronged by the young master. If the family is separated in the future, without the old man and grandma, how can Grandma Tian be the leader? It is said that it is weak for a woman, but strong for a mother. Seeing the young master wearing a not-warm coat, trembling in the cold wind, Grandma Tian is willing to do so, who is a mother?"

After saying this, Tian was ashamed, and then he heard Zi Jing continue to say: "If Grandma Tian had said it earlier, it would not have developed this level, which made the old man feel guilty and the big grandma feel shameless."

After hearing this, Tian couldn't sit still, so he stood up and said embarrassedly: "It's all mine, why don't I go and accompany my eldest grandma?"

After hearing this, Zi Jing waved her hand and said, "Grandma Tian, ​​it's different. Grandma Tian is thinking about how to apologize to you. If you say this again, will it make Grandma feel more and more uncomfortable?"

When Tian heard this, he was a little confused and said, "Miss Amethyst, what should I do?"

"I just want Grandma Tian to understand the care of the uncle, and don't let myself down and the young masters. There are rules in everything. If the mother-in-law in this yard has short rules, tell me or the big grandma, don't let Grandma Tian get into trouble." Zijing said earnestly.

Tian did not have his own idea, and he nodded repeatedly to say yes.

Seeing that she really didn't look like a mistress, Zi Jing could only sigh in her heart. Speaking of which, even Lianqiu and Xiqiu were more sensible than Grandma Tian...

Dongcheng, Jiubeizi's mansion, in the study.

The Ninth Prince picked up a cigarette in his hand, took a sip, sucked the clouds and spit out a little sarcastic, and said, "This is really a sun that hits the west side. Unexpectedly, the Fourteenth brother began to think about the Fourteenth brother? What is this a joke? He is short-sighted. He has never seen many years. With his weight, if he wants to swallow the Fourteenth brother, I am afraid he doesn't know how to die?"

What he held was a handmade cigarette made by someone according to the description of Cao Yong.

This tobacco has been baked and is different from the raw tobacco leaves sold in the tobacco shop, so it has a mellow fragrance. As soon as this thing comes out, the Ninth Prince fell in love with it and has to come with two pieces every day to feel comfortable.

On the small stool opposite him, an elderly scholar was Qin Daoran, a famous scholar named in the Hanlin Academy.

After hearing the Ninth Prince's words, Qin Daoran twisted his beard and said, "There have been two and a half months since the Holy Lord returned to Beijing, the Fourteenth Prince has already made three attempts in the imperial court, and the emperor has no intention of denying it. It would be fine if the war in the Northwest could be quickly pacified, otherwise, he would choose one of the princes and go on the battle on behalf of the emperor, and he would probably fall on the Fourteenth Master."

The Ninth Prince picked the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly: "The old man is so partial. I'm better looking at which one is better. If you don't praise him, you'll be willing to give up."

Qin Daoran hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Ninth Master, looking at the Fourteenth Prince's meaning, it seems that he has given up on this side, otherwise he would not have thought about finding the Fourth Prince. Although they are compatriots, they are not as close to ordinary people."
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