Chapter 720 How Can You Compare With Others

Especially when there is such a big Buddha around here.

"What's the matter, he's here again?"

Shen Qing's resignation was an accident. This time the county magistrate was firm. If it failed once, twice, if it failed twice, it was three times. This is the first time, eh?

"Yes ma'am, that Song County magistrate is here again?"

"Song County magistrate?" Shen Qingci frowned slightly, this surname reminded her of someone.

"What is the full name of this county magistrate?"

She was just asking casually.

"Song Mingjiang," Mu Yang replied, making Shen Qingci's lips curl slightly.

Oh...it's really him.

And she really didn't know when that person became so hard-hearted, since it was so inevitable, even if there were more dangers ahead, for her official luck, even if she gave up this face, it would be worth it. It's all about perseverance.

If he had some perseverance back then, why did he marry someone else?

In summary, Song Mingjiang is actually just an ordinary person, and he is also an ordinary person who loves himself more than others.

And there seems to be nothing wrong with loving yourself.

"Ma'am, see you?"

Mu Yang asked Shen Qingci.

"En..." Shen Qingci laughed, but the smile only reached his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"not see."

Mu Yang understood, and then bowed to Shen Qing, and then left.

"Master Song, please come back."

Mu Yang stretched out his hand and compared a word of invitation. My master does not want to see Lord Song. As long as Lord Song is really honest and upright, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, he can be the master of my family not here.

Song Mingjiang's heart skipped a beat.

This is a nice saying, no one in this world wants to, there is such a number one person around, if one can't get it right, it may be the death of the previous county magistrate.

"Master Song, please come back."

Mu Yang said one more sentence, and then closed the door.

"Please wait!"

Song Mingjiang hurriedly stepped forward, but also slightly bent his waist. He was modest, and his appearance was so disgusting that he had to say that although Qian was annoying, he gave Song Mingjiang a good picture. appearance.

"Sir Song, please speak."

Mu Yang was still smiling, even though there were few lines in the corners of his eyes, he wasn't really a person who likes to laugh too much.

"Xiaguan wants to ask a question," Song Mingjiang bowed again.

"Excuse me, the master of the mansion, but who is it? The lower official happens to be an old acquaintance with Prince Jun's mansion. I don't know who the master is?"

Sen Yang sneered in his heart, do you think he is stupid?

No one in this world dares to have a relationship with the master of his family, Bijun Wangfu, and who is the master of his family, that is the real royal family. on the body.

"The head of the family does not participate in the affairs of the DPRK, nor does he like to make friends, please go back."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the door and let Song Mingjiang shut the door again, just like a few days ago.

Before Song Mingjiang could finish speaking, he was locked out of the door, and this time, he had come five times.

If he wanted to come, he couldn't come here again, even if he didn't give up, he was afraid of being rejected by that one.

What he can do is to be careful and conscientious, and not let others pick out his faults, even if that one is a royal family member, he can't catch any reason for him.

He turned around and said to the person behind him, go back.

It's just that when the oncoming wind blows on his forehead, it makes his forehead jump from time to time.

He pressed his forehead, a little headache.

Sitting on the sedan chair, his heart was never relaxed until he returned to the mansion. He originally wanted to have a good rest. In recent years, he had been dealing with official duties overnight, and he had eaten there again. Having closed the door several times has really made him restless, and he doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the mansion. Even he himself has never been in any aunt's room, and only often takes his daughter to study calligraphy.

But as soon as he arrived at the mansion, he heard the servant say that the old lady is invited.

He had no choice but to go back to the study, and then went to find his mother.

As soon as she walked in, she saw Qian Shi sitting on the Taishi chair, and there were also a few girls beating her legs and fanning her, which was indeed a picture of an official lady, and even more arrogant, but with Jing. Compared with the real ladies in the middle, they are still not on the table.

Song Mingjiang clearly knew, but he couldn't say, who made this not someone else's, but his own mother, and the son did not think the mother was ugly. Even if Qian's thing was out of the way, it was his own mother, a word of filial piety. , it was the pressure that he couldn't breathe.

What's more, how many years Qian has been a widow, everything is for him.

He could never fully repay these kindnesses in this life.

"Mother, are you looking for your son?"

Song Mingjiang came over and sat down beside Qian.

"come here."

Qian shi stretched out his hand, and walked over from one side, a young girl of 16 or 17 years old. She looked good, but she was not amazing. She had a long front and back, and looked like she could give birth. man of.

"Jiang'er, this is Cui Ru, what do you think of her?"

The Qian family was satisfied with the woman she picked out. It looked like she was very fertile. Moreover, this old lady had given birth to more than a dozen, and the married sisters also had groups of children. The incense of the Song family also depends on her.

Of course, she never thought that it was his son's problem. He married so many women, but in the end he still hadn't hatched a single egg. Needless to say, this is also the problem of those women?

After all, Song Mingjiang didn't give birth to a eldest sister. Since she was able to give birth, it was not her son's problem, but someone else's problem? So this woman brought Song Mingjiang into the house one by one. Roosters are generally used for hatching eggs.

Song Mingjiang really doesn't have any interest in women now. There are too many things happening recently. He hasn't touched a woman's body for a few months, and he is really powerless.

"Jiang'er, she will follow you in the future."

Qian Shi did not discuss this with her son, but had already decided. She said that if she stayed, she would stay, or she had to stay.

"Mother, it's better to stay with you." Song Mingjiang couldn't help but feel a pain in his head again. The pain from twitching his temples made him press his forehead again. It was really a headache. crack.

stay with me.

When Song Shi heard Song Mingjiang say this, how could he be happy.

"Jiang'er, you are already in your twenties, but now you don't even have a heir, look at King Xiaojun, look at Shen Wenhao, both of them grew up with you, but now , they are all running around, how can you be worse than them?"

The corners of Song Mingjiang's mouth froze slightly, and a kind of embarrassment was suppressed in his heart.

How can he compare with others?