Chapter 2004 Fan: Money Jar VS Little Aunt

"The young master of the Qian family has run away from relatives again?"

"What is running away from relatives? You have to be engaged to be married before you can say that you are running away from relatives. Young Master Qian is the same as his father before. He didn't even show his face during the blind date!"

"Like a father, like a son! Which noble daughter is embarrassing again this time?"

"Miss Sun, Gong Taishi's family..."

In terms of the most talked about after tea in the past few years in Beijing, apart from the few happy events related to the Nanling Palace, the most impressive one is the First Emperor Shang Qian's Mansion.

No matter what the time is, that family can always break out some jokes for people to comment in private.

Especially in the past two years, Qian Wanjin, the head of the Qian family, has almost gone crazy in choosing relatives for his son.

Someone counted it down, it was the past two years, and the head of Qian arranged thirty-six blind date banquets for his turtle son.

Young Master Qian also escaped thirty-six times.

The longest time to escape was three months, and the shortest was only half a day.

The father and son fight each other with unique tricks, and the blood of the people who eat melons is boiling.

"It's a well-known bad habit for Young Master Qian to run away from his relatives. Does anyone in the upper class in Beijing and even the entire Nanling prefectures not know about it? Why are there still people still rushing to find shame?" Some people shook their heads and sighed. It's not worth it for those boudoir daughters from aristocratic families who come to cover their faces in anxiety.

Immediately, some people retorted, "You don't even think about it, what is the status of the Qian family now? Although no one in the family is an official, it is just an imperial merchant, but it is a family that even the cabinet ministers have to salute when they see it. What's the point of losing face only because of the wealth and background of the Qian Mansion? Not to mention, what if you get lucky? That's a great thing for one person to ascend to heaven!"

The melon eater sighed, envious and envious.

Isn't that the reason?

What is the status of the Qian Mansion in Nanling now?

It has been the number one imperial merchant in Nanling for decades!

Standing firm, no ghosts or monsters can defeat them!

why?

Because although they are just merchants, they have at least two great backers behind them.

For so many years, there have been countless people who have envied Qian's mansion behind their backs, and there are naturally many people who want to plot secretly, but in the end they can't even hurt Qian's mansion at all.

The backing is too strong hahaha.

Just aiming at those two backers with the word "wind" is enough for people to die one after another.

At that time, the protagonist who was talking about melon-eating people was arrested again and returned to the Qian Mansion. It was a full hour less than half a day before his escape was the shortest before.

The lobby of the Qian Mansion was full of elders, the first one was a suave and handsome old man in his forties, his face was as black as pot paint, he stared at the tortoise son who sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall and was not afraid of boiling water, gnashing his teeth.

"People say that you can't be rich for three generations. With you as a ghost, I will lose to you sooner or later. Why didn't I throw you into the ditch when you were born!"

Qian Zhuang lifted his eyelids and said sincerely, "Father, you are the fourth generation of our family, and the curse of being richer than the third generation has been broken, don't worry."

Qian Wanjin was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he pointed at Guizi with one hand, "Get lost!"

"I'll get out right away!" Qian Zhuang got up and ran, "Father, I'm leaving, you've always lost your temper, ang!"

The man in the seat behind was almost pushed over, and looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman sitting next to him with grief and anger, "Stone—"

The twists and turns around the end of the bend made Qian Zhuang, who was about to escape from the entrance of the hall, tremble with fright, and ran even faster.

The editor poked me today, saying that the award cannot be suspended for more than 10 days, I... I was forced to open for business! I am more! Xiaofan is a short gentleman, I will change it slowly! The finale at the end of the month, if you can't make it through, it may be the middle of the month~