Chapter 1622: For Whom Do I Stand in the Wind and Dew in the Middle of the Night?

Chong Xuan Sheng's obese figure is a source of joy most of the time.

Especially when walking around, the fat is rippling like water, making it even more ridiculous. Where is the momentum at all?

The vast majority of people in this world are not as good as him in family background, intelligence or achievements, but they are not as fat as him, so they have reasons to laugh at him.

But today he walked out without looking back. In the Bowanghou Mansion as deep as the sea, he was no longer the lonely little fat man lying on the ground. He was no longer the one who had always put on fake smiles. A young master, but a truly grown-up "person".

The upper part can hold up the sky, the lower part can stand on the ground, and it can protect a single tree from wind and rain.

He didn't have the magical power to control the heavens and the earth, but he was taller and more powerful than ever before.

Smart people always have a lot of ideas and a broad mind. Sometimes the smarter you are, the harder it is to know what you really want.

But now he knows.

Chongxuan Yunbo's voice grew old behind him: "Do you know what you will lose if you just walk out like this?"

Chongxuan Sheng also left his young voice behind: "I will no longer remember what I lost, I only remember what I have."

What he lost was probably the hereditary Prince Bowang, the possibility of catching up with Jiang Wang Zhongxuan Zun in cultivation, the hope of Dongzhen, the intricate network of relationships of the entire Zhongxuan family, and the present and future of the top famous families in the Da Qi Empire. future.

But so what?

He strode out, his voice remaining in Bowanghou's mansion.

"Now, I still have at least one Desheng Trading Company, at least one Jiang Wang who will always stand by my side and support me no matter what the circumstances, and at least...Fourteen."

“With fourteen, I have it all.”

"Grandpa, I hope you really didn't do anything to Fourteen. Otherwise, I would actually be a terrible person."

Chongxuan Yunbo realized that he was actually being threatened.

It's ridiculous because of the situation.

In terms of love, the following is the greatest disrespect.

But there was no anger in his heart.

He was just a little lonely.

None of his four sons, from Mingguang to Minghe, put family first.

None of his two direct grandsons, from Chongxuanzun to Chongxuansheng, put family first.

He never wanted to do anything to Fourteen.

From beginning to end, it was just to make Zhongxuan Sheng compromise and let Shi Shi be his concubine.

Unexpectedly, Chongxuan Sheng would not give in even this step.

Every family he has high hopes for has its own stubbornness in the future, and that stubbornness is not the family itself.

How ironic, isn't it?

He leaned back in his chair, feeling very hard. But when the voice came out, he held his breath and refused to weaken. He snorted coldly: "I, Chongxuan Yunbo, would not take it out on a little girl."

Just like that, in the dazzling skylight, I watched the fat figure disappear.

Just like many years ago...

I can’t remember exactly how long it’s been, it feels like it happened just yesterday.

That kid left and never came back.

Will never come back.

"Confused, Dad!"

Chongxuan Mingguang suddenly rushed in, startling Zhongxuan Yunbo, and almost shocked him on the spot.

He rolled his eyes and couldn't help scolding: "What are you doing sneakily!"

Chongxuan Mingguang came forward, gathering the fragments of the wooden handrail on the ground with his boots, and said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, hey, didn't I come to see you? In case you have any shortcomings."

Chongxuan Yunbo got up and went to find the knife: "I will let you have three advantages and two disadvantages today!"

"Dad, dad!" Zhongxuan Mingguang quickly hugged his waist and said repeatedly: "Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!"

Zhongxuan Yunbo struggled for a moment but didn't move, and felt sad for a moment.

He cursed: "Get off the road!"

Zhongxuan Mingguang maintained a defensive posture, and while letting go of his hand, he distanced himself and muttered: "Why are you angry at me? It's not me who provoked you."

"You're not convinced, aren't you?" Chongxuan Yunbo glared at him angrily: "You're not even convinced, are you?"

"I'm convinced." Zhongxuan Mingguang nodded and bowed and smiled: "I'm very convinced. You old man, please calm down and don't argue with the idiot!"

Upon hearing this, Zhongxuan Yunbo realized that this was indeed the case. This eldest son has been wrapped up in straw, and it's not just a day or two. At least now I have some awareness of my own stupidity, and I have made a lot of progress... Then I changed another chair and sat down.

Then I heard Chongxuan Mingguang say again: "This kid Asheng has not inherited the wisdom of my Chongxuan family at all. What is going on in his mind?"

The old man didn't sound right: "So who did you call an idiot just now?"

Chongxuan Mingguang said matter-of-factly: "Ah Sheng! Could it be me?!"

The old man didn't speak for a while.

Chongxuan Mingguang said again: "I don't know how to accept such a good marriage. I have to marry a dead soldier and only marry one wife in this life. Isn't this pure stupidity? How can there be a marquis and wife who was born as a dead soldier in the world? Spread the word and make people laugh!"

Chongxuan Yunbo did not scold him this time.

He stayed quietly for a while and sighed: "This way he will look like his father."

Some people want wounds that hurt once and for all, but they never heal over time. The older I get, the more I think about it again and again.

Zhongxuan Mingguang habitually came over, and while skillfully massaging the old man's shoulders, he sighed: "Alas, it's no wonder that you, old father, are so worried. The second and third brothers left early, and the fourth brother went abroad and refused to return to Beijing. My Azun is too outstanding, so he was made a marquis so quickly and separated from the family to be independent. My nephew is too ignorant and doesn't consider the family at all... Such a big family is actually lacking successors. Alas!"

Zhongxuan Yunbo also felt sad.

"It seems... I can only rely on you. For so many years, I have been hiding my strength and playing around. It's time to concentrate and lead the Zhongxuan family to a new stage!"

Zhongxuan Mingguang patted the old man's shoulder and said with confidence: "Don't worry, dad, I will work hard after you leave!"

Zhongxuan Yunbo, who was already exhausted, stood up suddenly, turned around and raised his legs, and did it in one go.

With a beautiful whip kick, he kicked this idiot out of the door.

"Get lost!!!"

...

...

Zhong Xuansheng rolled away before his dear uncle.

Of course, he was not as handsome as his uncle, but his rolling posture was much more elegant.

The Marquis of Wu'an, Da Qi, was waiting for him in the courtyard.

Seeing him come out like this, he did not say anything else, but took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, motioning him to wipe it.

While wiping the blood on his forehead, Zhong Xuansheng walked out side by side with his old friend.

As he wiped, he felt something was wrong, so he put it in front of his eyes and looked: "Where did you get this handkerchief? It smells so good, so beautiful, and it's pink?"

Jiang Wang shrugged his shoulders: "When I was in the academy, I don't know who put it in my room. I see that it is embroidered with gold thread and engraved with the Cleansing Dust Formation. It should be quite valuable. You can help me sell it later."

Zhong Xuansheng made a "tsk" sound, pressed the pink handkerchief back to the wound fiercely, and continued to walk out.

"Anything else?" He suddenly asked again.

"What?"

Zhong Xuansheng waved in front of Jiang Wang with a handkerchief.

"There are also a few sachets, a sword, a short bow, a collection of poems... Um, why is there a set of tea sets?" Jiang Wang said as he took out some odds and ends.

"Alright, alright, stop it." Zhong Xuansheng felt that his forehead began to hurt.

Jiang Wang did not say anything.

"Did Ye Henshui say anything to you just now?" Zhong Xuansheng asked again.

"Nothing. He just praised me casually. He also said that you performed very well in the battlefield of the Xia War and he admired it very much." Jiang Wang thought for a while and added: "He doesn't look angry."

"Whether he is angry or not, he won't show it in front of you. Besides, a person like Ye Henshui would not rush to send his niece. It's just that the old man still has some face, so he asked him to come today..." Zhong Xuansheng said this, and then said: "Who cares, it's none of my business!"

At this time, he finally walked to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.

Chong Xuansheng said, "We have to walk back. We won't be able to use Chong Xuan's carriage anymore."

Jiang Wang just said, "Just take a walk."

So the two of them walked side by side.

Walked out of Bowang Marquis' Mansion, walked out of the street where Bowang Marquis' Mansion was located, and merged into the bustling crowd of Linzi.

The bustling world sometimes makes people feel alienated. The more lively it is, the more out of place it is.

Ignoring the strange looks from some people, Chong Xuansheng pressed his forehead with a pink handkerchief and sighed suddenly, "You said you would move when you leave the academy this time. It's not a good idea to always live in that small house in Yaoguangfang. It doesn't suit my current status."

"What about now?"

"Move too! Move to Wu'an Marquis' Mansion!"

Jiang Wang: "...That's great. You moved from my home to my home."

Chong Xuansheng said with disdain, "Can you speak? You have to say, 'our home'!"

Jiang Wang sighed.

Chong Xuansheng said again: "We will live a good life as a family of three in the future."

"I have a younger sister, have you forgotten?"

"Then we will be a family of four."

Jiang Wang squinted at him: "I mean, stay away from me. I have my own family."

"Okay, good, Jiang Qingyang, you are very good. Since you said so, since you are so cold. In the future, the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion will be divided into two halves. Don't come to my east from your west, and I promise not to go to your west from my east. We don't interfere with each other!"

Jiang Wang was completely defeated. After a long silence, he asked: "What is the first thing to do after moving?"

Chong Xuansheng thought seriously: "Invite Brother Yan Xian to be a guest?"

"Although it makes sense, what I want to ask is..." Jiang Wang said: "You and Fourteen, aren't you going to get married?"

"Hahahahaha..." Chong Xuansheng laughed.

Laughed ostentatiously, laughed unbridled.

Laughed happily.

What's the value of being a marquis, what's the value of ten thousand gold!

The pedestrians laughed sideways, looking at him as if he was a fool.

The Marquis of Wu'an, who was dressed in a blue shirt, elegant and obviously not a fool, also walked with him and laughed with him.

...

The Jiang family mansion in Yaoguangfang was also a popular place.

After Jiang Wang was made a marquis, all kinds of visitors with complicated relationships almost trampled the door. Later, he hid in Xiashan Villa.

Before arriving at the mansion, Zhong Xuansheng put down his handkerchief and asked Jiang Wang: "Is the wound still obvious?"

Jiang Wang took a closer look: "Very faint."

"Does it affect my handsomeness?"

This question is really difficult to answer. Jiang Wang really doesn't know what it means to affect something that does not exist.

Silence is sometimes an answer.

Of course, the answer Zhong Xuan Sheng saw was obviously different from what Jiang Wang wanted to express.

He waved his hand: "Hurry up and treat me."

Jiang Wang pinched Yinjue in a very dignified manner.

He added: "Forget it, I'll go find a medical clinic. Don't open my wound."

Jiang Wang's hand, which he had formed into a medical seal, suddenly became a fist.

But Chong Xuan Sheng had already run away.

He actually went to a medical clinic and treated the wound on his forehead carefully until no red mark could be seen, then he walked back to the door of Jiang Mansion in a swaggering manner.

The rosy-faced Menzi came to greet him from afar: "Hello, Lord Marquis! Hello, Mr. Sheng!"

As the saying goes, there are seven officials in front of the prime minister.

The status of the disciple is directly linked to the status of the master.

When he first came to the Jiang family as a disciple, Jiang Wang was just a viscount. It is really inconspicuous in Yaoguangfang, where the powerful and powerful people gather. Jiang Wang hoped that he could be arrogant and would bully the nephew of Dr. Chaoyi's family from time to time. As a disciple, he always puts his tail between his legs and always smiles when meeting people.

But who would have thought that the master's family would be so ambitious?

How long had passed, and before he even understood the door of a servant's house, the viscount became a marquis. He is still the kind who lives in a city with 3,000 households, and is the youngest military meritorious prince in Da Qi!

He changed from a licker to a licked person overnight, and the servant's family was no longer ranked among them!

How can one be so happy in life?

Nowadays, no matter how many people want to visit someone, they have to say good things to them first, apologize for their care, and give them generous gifts.

Even if the Marquis went to the academy and was not at home, there were always greetings.

How could he not try his best? Good service?

Lord Jiang has only been a Marquis for more than three months, and he has already gained thirteen pounds!

Jiang Wang almost didn't recognize him at first glance, and thought he had changed his name at some point.

"Fourteen! Fourteen! Where is it?" Chong Xuansheng didn't care about the looks between their master and servant. He shouted as soon as he entered the door: "I'm back!"

If you really want to count, Chong Xuan Sheng has lived in this house in Yaoguangfang much longer than Jiang Wang.

It's very cordial to come back here, and I feel very light at the moment.

He yelled with all his strength: "Fourteen! Fourteen!"

The noble family pays attention to keeping harmonious and whispering, so as not to disturb the neighbors. Even if there is any movement, it is often the elegant sound of silk and bamboo.

In the entire Yaoguangfang, it is really rare to see someone like Jiang Mansion making such a fuss.

After Zhong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang moved in, within a few months, the surrounding land prices became cheaper.

The steward Xie Ping heard the sound and hurried out: "Master Sheng, Master Sheng, the Fourteenth Master went to the academy to welcome you yesterday. What happened? Did you miss him?"

Zhong Xuansheng turned around suddenly, stared at Xie Ping, and lowered his voice: "When was it yesterday?"

From Jixia Academy to Linzi, there is only one way from Jimen.

It cannot be missed no matter what.

Unless Fourteen left halfway through, or she didn't go to Jixia Academy at all.

Xie Ping had never seen Master Sheng's eyes look so sharp, as if someone had grabbed his heart, and it was difficult to breathe: "Next, afternoon."

"What happened yesterday?" Jiang Wang asked, "Has anyone come to Bowanghou Mansion?"

In the gentle voice of his Lord, Xie Ping's nervousness was relieved. He quickly calmed down and said clearly: "I've been here. Yesterday morning, a carriage came from Bowang Hou Mansion and asked the Fourteenth Master to come over. But no. After a while, Master Fourteen came back. Then she stayed in the courtyard for a while, and then went out in the afternoon. I asked her where she was going, and she said she was looking for Mr. Sheng..."

Chong Xuansheng suddenly turned around and jumped into the air. He ignored the Linzi control ban and flew towards Jimen.

Jiang Wang immediately flew to follow, and kept using his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the disturbed imperial guards everywhere, indicating that it was a Qingpai operation and telling all parties not to be alarmed.

Two figures flew quickly outside Jimen, like thunder and lightning in the sky, rumbling and rumbling.

Flying down in front of the archway of Jixia Academy, Chongxuan Sheng directly hit the restriction with Daoyuan: "Who is there?!"

The person on duty today is Buddhist teaching and Zen Zen.

He wears a scholar's uniform, has his hair shawl-style, has a slender figure, and has an ancient look on his face.

His eyes were slightly bitter. He proclaimed "Amitabha" first, then walked out of the academy formation and looked at Zhong Xuansheng: "Is there any seal of the Political Affairs Hall?"

"I'm not going in." Chong Xuansheng paused for a moment before saying, "Did anyone come yesterday?"

Yan Chanyi frowned: "I wasn't on duty yesterday."

He was isolated from the world in the academy, and he had no relatives or descendants, so he didn't need to care about the powerful relationships in the outside world. What kind of Prince Bowang, he doesn't know etiquette, he doesn't even bother to give him a good face.

"Teach me strictly." Jiang Wang held Chong Xuansheng down with one hand, stepped forward and asked, "I wonder who was on duty yesterday?"

Seeing Jiang Wang speak, Yan Chanyi's expression softened a lot: "It's probably Zhang Jiaoxi."

Jiang Wang put his palms together and saluted: "I wonder if anyone came to the academy yesterday? He is wearing iron armor and holding a heavy sword. He is a very important friend of mine... Please ask."

Yan Chanyi looked at him solemnly.

After saying "wait a moment", he disappeared into the formation.

Not long after, he appeared under the archway again: "There were no people wearing iron armor. However, there was a delicate woman wearing very gorgeous clothes. She stood outside the academy all night and left at dawn."