Chapter 1602 Refusal

There was a drum sound in the painting building, and the building became quiet. They all looked at the shopkeeper of the abbot downstairs. The shopkeeper first cupped his hands, and then said, "Thanks to the support of all the distinguished guests, the tea building is free today. Thank you all for coming to witness.”

There was a sound of agreement from the painting building, and it fell silent again with the gesture of the shopkeeper. The fifty contestants were ready.

The shopkeeper pointed to the burning incense, "The scene is painted with snow, the time for a stick of incense."

Zhulan first glanced at her confident son-in-law, then looked at the others, and her eyes fell on Mr. Gu. There was no way, this was the best-looking of the fifty people below.

Zhulan raised her finger and pointed at the human: "Do you think the young man in the gray gown looks good?"

Dow looked in the direction, his eyes lit up, "Recently, Zhuo Guyu is said to be good-looking, and this one is not bad either."

Zhulan thought to herself, no wonder the granddaughter was so impressed, because she was sick, she became a little pale and morbid, ahem, she looks even better!

Everyone has this love of beauty, and her good looks naturally attract people's attention, and Dow doesn't feel bored anymore.

Many official ladies came to the teahouse, they all came in groups, thinking that the rules are not easy to discuss, but they never moved their eyes.

The box where the fourth prince was staying was very large, and as soon as his identity was revealed, the box became vacant without saying anything, so many people knew that the fourth prince was here.

Standing outside the half-open box, Zhuo Guyu greeted him and said: "I heard that the fourth prince is here, so I'm here to pay my respects."

The fourth prince felt that waiting was boring, so he raised his eyes to Zhuo Guyu, with some amusement in his eyes, "The eldest grandson of the Duke of Yong'an."

Zhuo Guyu looked serious, "Yes."

The fourth prince glanced at the people behind Zhuo Guyu, "Come in."

Zhuo Guyu felt relieved, "Thank you, Your Highness."

The guards outside the box stepped aside, Zhuo Guyu brought his younger sister in and greeted him again, this time it was for Yuwen, who gave Yuwen a title!

Changzhong and the others nodded to indicate that they were all untitled and no one was more noble than the other.

Zhuo Guyu quickly glanced at the people in the box, and was stunned for a moment, but they were all related to Zhouhou's Mansion. With a thought, the fourth prince really got close to Zhouhou's Mansion.

Zoya sat at the girl's table, and the only people she knew were An and the county magistrate, "What is the county magistrate looking at?"

From the moment she entered the door, she noticed that the county master had been looking down.

Yuwen, "Look at the scenery."

You can't say that I'm looking at the handsome son!

Zoya really believed it, "Who does the county lord think can come out on top?"

Yuwen is very straightforward,

"It must be the eldest uncle!"

Zoya choked, "What if?"

Yuwen was upset, she continued to look after Mr. Gu with her chin propped up, and ignored Zoya.

A private box is only that big, so the Fourth Prince can naturally hear what's going on here, but it's not easy to interrupt. Now, the Fourth Prince smiled, "Cousin, I also think that Mr. Jiang can win the first place."

Yuwen, "."

Every time I hear my cousin's heart trembles!

This cousin made Zhuo Guyu, who was unhappy because of her sister's embarrassment, look sideways, and the county master Anhe did have the capital to be arrogant.

Chang Zhong glanced at the two brothers and sisters of the Zhuo family with a smile that was not a smile, and they have all chased here, they are thick-skinned enough!

In the household department, Qiu Yan endured and endured, but he still couldn't help asking, "Is there any happy event at home?"

It's been a fun morning!

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "Tonight my son-in-law will honor me with a painting."

Qiu Yan came to his senses, "Your eldest son-in-law?"

"Well, I was also surprised that he is so talented in painting."

Qiu Yan was sour. Although his son-in-law was in a good family, he would not show such filial piety to him. He knew that Jiang Sheng's paintings were worth a lot of money.

While speaking, he came in with a sincere voice, "Master Hou, Duke Yong'an invites you to drink tea."

Zhou Shuren stood up and said to Qiu Yan: "I leave this place to you, I'll be back later."

"Ah good."

After Qiu Yan finished speaking, he came back to his senses, why did the Duke suddenly invite Zhou Shuren to drink tea? Looking at the young guard again, he suddenly understood the reason.

The old man didn't expect Zhou Shuren to invite him so easily. He thought he would invite him several times, so he calmed down and said, "Marquis Zhou, please sit down."

For the powerful Lord Hou, the Duke did not dare to trust him, and his attitude was extremely polite.

Zhou Shuren sat down, "I'm a straight-forward person. Zhou Hou's mansion won't be married to Yong'an Duke's mansion, so the Duke doesn't have to worry about it."

The old man's smile was a little far-fetched, too straightforward, "My eldest grandson is outstanding, and it is difficult to find a more outstanding boy in Beijing."

"The eldest grandson of your mansion is indeed outstanding, but it has nothing to do with me, the Marquis of Zhou. To be blunt, as far as I know, many people have a crush on the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion. You don't have to hold on to our Marquis's mansion."

Zhou Shuren paused and continued: "I hate calculations the most. Those who calculate me are not good. There is nothing I can do. I am stingy. Whether it is good calculations or trying to take advantage of it, I can't do it."

Originally, he could have refused more politely and tactfully, but he was too lazy to deal with the government's attitude of not giving up until it achieved its goal.

The old Duke was annoyed in his heart, but his face did not change. All the way to today, he knew that he could not offend Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren's words would affect the Duke's mansion, "You don't need to get excited, you can have more contacts if you can't be an in-law. "

Anyway, Anhe County Lord is still young, his grandson can wait, a good girl is afraid of a man, he has confidence in his grandson.

Zhou Shuren had a half-smile, "You and I are both sensible people. I don't want to make it too clear what the Duke's Mansion is up to. Today's tea has been drunk, and I have something to say goodbye."

He has come to today step by step, and there is no need to wrong himself. There is no good tea to make it clear that there is no need to stay.

The old man and the others left and swept the teacup to the ground with gloomy faces.

The door suddenly opened again, Lao Guo Gong almost had a heart attack!

Zhou Shuren's face was also cold, "Benhou wanted to say one more thing, but now it seems unnecessary."

As he said, he swung his sleeves and strode away, the air pressure around his body was very low, the aura was too strong, and no one dared to breathe in the places Zhou Shuren passed by.

The teahouse was already lively, and people were curious. They started discussing in twos and threes. When the old man came out, there were all kinds of speculations. Finally, he concluded that Zhouhou's mansion and Yong'an mansion were at odds.

In the painting building, fifty people have finished the painting, hand it in and wait for the result, fifty people sit on the chairs to rest.

Zhulan could tell at a glance that Mr. Gu was not recovering from his illness, and now she was completely holding on, and said to Qingxue, "Bring some hot soup to my uncle and Mr. Gu."

Qingxue lowered her head, "Yes."

Gu Sheng was very tired from sitting, he overestimated himself, and now his head was a little dizzy, thinking of his illness, Gu Sheng closed his eyes, this time he learned a lesson.

Gu Sheng was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and just listened, "Master Gu, my old lady gave you the hot soup, drink it while it's hot and you'll feel better."

The hot soup has medicinal herbs added, so it can no longer be simply called soup, the soup in front of it is medicinal food.

Gu Sheng opened his eyes and stood up in confusion, "Girl, I don't know your old lady."

Qingxue lowered her voice, "You are acquainted with Mr. Changzhong of my family. Seeing that you are not feeling well, my old lady happened to make soup for my uncle and give you a bowl."

Gu Sheng didn't hesitate this time, took the soup bowl, "Thank you, old lady."