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Chapter 1602 Rejection

The drums sounded from the painting building, and the building became quiet. Everyone looked at the shopkeeper downstairs. The shopkeeper first bowed and then said: "The painting building can hold competitions every year, thanks to the support of all the distinguished guests, today's refreshments are free, thanks to everyone for coming to witness."

The sound of echoing the painting building sounded, and as the shopkeeper's gesture calmed down again, the fifty people participating in the competition were ready.

The shopkeeper pointed at the lit incense, "Picture it with snow on the spot, one 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, the fifty people below were the best.

Zhulan raised her finger and pointed at the human, "Did you see the young master who looks good in the gray long gown?"

Tao looked in the direction and his eyes lit up, "Recently, everyone said that Zhuo Guyu is good-looking, and this person is not bad either."

Zhulan thought to herself, no wonder her granddaughter was impressed. Because of her illness, she added a bit of pale disease. Cough cough, it looks even better!

Everyone has this love of beauty. If you look good, you will naturally attract attention. Do not feel bored.

Many officials came to the teahouse, and they all came together. They were not easy to discuss because the rules were difficult to discuss, but their eyes never moved away.

The fourth prince is in a large private room. Once the identity is set up, the private room will be empty without saying anything, so many people know that the fourth prince is here.

Zhuo Guyu stood outside the half-open box and said with a polite look, "I heard that the Fourth Prince is here, I'm here to pay my respects."

The fourth prince felt bored to wait, so he looked up at Zhuo Guyu, with some fun in his eyes, "The eldest grandson of the Duke of Yong'an."

Zhuo Guyu was serious, "Yes."

The fourth prince glanced at Zhuo Guyu and there was someone behind him, "Come in."

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

The guards outside the box moved out of the seat, Zhuo Guyu brought his sister in, and gave him another greeting. This time he was to Yuwen, who made Yuwen have a title!

Changzhong and others nodded and said, "No one is more noble than anyone else if they are not banned."

Zhuo Guyu quickly glanced at the people in the box, and was stunned for a moment. They were all related to the Zhou Hou Mansion. When he felt moved, the fourth prince was indeed close to the Zhou Hou Mansion.

Zhuoya sat at the girl's table, and the only thing she knew was County Lord Anhe, "What are the County Lord looking at?"

From entering the door, she found that the county lord kept looking down.

Yuwen, “Look at the scenery.”

I can't say that I'm watching the handsome young man!

Zhuo Ya really believed it, "Who can get the first place in the county lord?"

Yuwen was very straightforward, "It must be my eldest uncle!"

Zhuoya choked, "What if?"

Yuwen was unhappy and continued to look after the young master with her chin, but she ignored Zhuo Ya.

A private room is so big, so the fourth prince naturally heard the noise here, but it was hard to interrupt. Now, the fourth prince laughed, "Cousin, I also think Mr. Jiang can take the lead."

Yuwen, “…”

Every time I hear my cousin, my heart trembles!

This cousin made Zhuo Guyu, who was embarrassed and unhappy because of his sister, look at him sideways. Anhe County Lord does have the capital to be arrogant.

Chang Zhong glanced at the Zhuo brothers and sisters with a smile. They all chased him here, and his face was thick-skinned!

Ministry of Revenue, Qiu Yan endured it again and again, but still couldn't help asking, "What are the happy events at home?"

It's been a whole morning!

Zhou Shuren touched his beard, "A son-in-law will honor me at night."

Qiu Yan reacted, "Your eldest son-in-law?"

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

Qiu Yan was so sad. Although his son-in-law was a good match, he would not be so filial to him. He knew that Jiang Sheng's paintings were worth a lot of money.

While speaking, Jinyan came in, "Marty, Duke Yong'an invites you to have tea."

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

"Ah, OK."

After Qiu Yan said that, why did the Duke of the Kingdom suddenly invite Zhou Shuren to have tea? He looked at the young guard again and suddenly understood the principle.

The old Duke didn't expect Zhou Shuren to invite him so easily. He thought he wanted to invite him a few times and calmed down, "Mr. Zhou, please sit down."

The Duke of the State dared not be entrusted with the real power of the marquis, and was very polite.

Zhou Shuren sat down, "I have been straightforward. The Zhou Hou Mansion will not marry the Duke of Yong'an. The Duke of the Kingdom will not have to worry about it."

The old Duke smiled a little far-fetched and too straightforward, "My eldest grandson is outstanding, and it is difficult for the capital to find a better boy than him."

"The eldest grandson of the Duke's Mansion is indeed outstanding, but it has nothing to do with me, Zhou Hou. It's more blunt. As far as I know, many people like the eldest grandson of the Duke's Mansion. You don't have to catch our Hou's Mansion."

Zhou Shuren paused and continued, "I hate calculating the most. I can't even figure out what I have done. There is no way. I am stingy. Whether I'm planning well or want to borrow strength."

He could have refused more politely, but he was too lazy to deal with the situation of the Duke's Mansion not giving up until he achieved his goal.

The old Duke was angry, but his face did not change. He walked all the way to this day. He knew that he could not offend Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren's words would affect the Duke's Mansion. "The Zhou Hou did not need to be excited. If he could not become a relative, he could have more contacts."

Anyway, the county lord Anhe is still young, so his grandson can wait. A good girl is afraid of a man, so he has confidence in his grandson.

Zhou Shuren seemed to smile, "You and I understand people. What are the ideas of the Duke's Mansion? I don't want to say too clearly. Today's tea has been drunk, and I have something to say goodbye."

He has come to this day step by step, and there is no need to complain about himself. There is no need to stay without tea.

The old Duke and others left and swept the teacup to the ground, with a gloomy face.

The door suddenly opened again, and the old country almost had no heart attack!

Zhou Shuren's face was also cold, "I wanted to say something more, but now it seems that it is unnecessary."

As he said that, he shook his sleeves and walked away with a big strode. The pressure around him was very low and his aura was too strong. Everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to breathe when Zhou Shuren passed by.

The teahouse is already lively and people are curious. They talk about it in groups of three or three. When the old Duke comes out, they have all kinds of speculations. Finally, they summarize the feud between the Duke of Zhou and the Duke of Yong'an.

In the painting building, fifty people have finished drawings, and they have handed over to wait for the results. fifty people sit on chairs to rest.

Zhulan saw at a glance that Mr. Gu’s illness was not cured. Now she was completely forced to do so and said to Qingxue: "Give me some hot soup to my son-in-law and Mr. Gu."

Qingxue lowered her head, "Yes."

Gu Sheng was very tired while sitting. He overestimated himself and was a little dizzy now. Thinking of his condition, Gu Sheng closed his eyes. He had learned a lesson this time.

Gu Sheng was closing his eyes to rest, and he heard, "Mr. Gu, my old lady gave you a hot soup. Drink it while it's hot, and you'll feel comfortable."

The hot soup has medicinal materials added, so it can no longer be simply said to be soup. The soup in front of me 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 know my Master Changzhong. When my old lady saw that you were uncomfortable, she happened to stew a soup for her son-in-law and gave you a bowl of it."
Chapter completed!
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