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Chapter 1708: A lifetime of resentment against the setting sun(2/2)

Jiang Wang is still very young and doesn't know the answer.

In the memorial hall, Chong Xuan Sheng was dressed in mourning robes, kneeling and sitting on the left side of the main seat.

The champion Hou Zhongxuanzun knelt and sat opposite him.

The two brothers saluted respectfully to everyone who came to pay their respects, thanking them for seeing their grandfather off.

It is hard to imagine that the entire funeral was handled by Shi Shi. Even if everything was kept simple, it would be too big a challenge for this woman who had been unable to say a word for several days.

Uncle Mingguang has always done his part in matters such as welcoming and sending off, and refused to let anyone steal the limelight.

But this time there is no way.

His cultivation level is not good, and his mind is not good. Somehow, something went wrong while transporting the Dao Yuan, and even the inner palace almost collapsed. Fortunately, he was resting in the champion house at the time, and was followed by Chong Xuan in time.

Found it and helped calm it down.

Even so, I have been lying in bed for several days.

Jiang Wang had seen him during the vigil last night and almost didn't recognize him. He was so haggard that he knelt there without saying anything, just shedding tears.

Later, it was Chong Xuanzun who forcibly knocked him unconscious and sent him back to rest.

Jiang Wang helped out inside and outside, but in fact there was nothing he needed to do. That is to say, he helped greet the guests who came to worship in the inner courtyard.

As for Chongxuansheng's fourth uncle, Chongxuanminghe, he did not return to Linzi and only offered sacrifices remotely on Neverwinter Island.

"Qingyang!"

Following a friendly call, it was Bao Zhongqing, the Crown Prince of Shuofang, walking into the inner courtyard with an elegant woman.

Some people call you this to be friendly, while some people call you this to be annoying.

Bao Zhongqing is obviously the latter.

But Jiang Wang didn't show anything. He just stretched out his hand and said, "Please come in to pay your respects."

At this time, Bao Zhongqing's expression was very solemn. But the calm look on his brows still showed that he was living a happy life during this period. The woman next to him should be the wife he married a few months ago, the daughter of the governor of Cangzhu County.

Miao Yuzhi, who was also generous, bowed to Jiang Wang and called him "Marquis of Wu'an".

Many disciples of Bao and Song Yao have cooperated in many aspects and have developed well in all directions.

Bao Zhongqing patted Jiang Wang's arm and said, "My condolences."

Then he said apologetically to Miao Yuzhi: "You are pregnant and it is inconvenient to go in, so just wait for me outside."

Miao Yuzhi understood very well: "Husband, please go."

Bao Zhongqing asked Jiang Wang to help take care of him, and then went to the memorial hall.

The two of them seemed to be in love, but what does love have to do with anyone else?

To be honest, Jiang Wang didn't quite know what the purpose of his visit was. Uncle Shuo Fang had already come to pay homage in person. Besides, your wife is pregnant and it's inconvenient to attend the funeral, so why did you bring her here?

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Jiang Wang waved someone to bring a soft chair and asked Miao Yuzhi to sit and wait.

Miao Yuzhi thanked her politely and sat down on the soft chair. Suddenly she smiled and said: "I remember that Miss Wen organized several poetry gatherings and said that Marquis Wu'an would go there. I also participated, but I didn't see her.

There's someone here."

"Oh." Jiang Wang reacted and laughed at himself: "How do I know anything about poetry? The first time Miss Wen invited me, I went there shamelessly, and it was like a sleepwalk. After a few times, I didn't have the nerve to participate again."

Miao Yuzhi covered her mouth and smiled: "They all say that you have a quick mind and a good understanding of poetry."

Recalling the poetry meeting he participated in, Jiang remembered that he said nothing else except "good", "very good" and "very good".

It turns out that this is also called "caisi".

"They are all kind-hearted girls. After all, the truth hurts people." Jiang Wang said.

"Of all the kind-hearted girls, which one did Mr. Hou fall in love with?" Miao Yuzhi asked with a smile.

Jiang Wang shook his head: "Practice has a long way to go, so I have no such thoughts for the time being."

"That's right. A man like Mr. Hou has high aspirations and will not be trapped in the personal relationship between his children." Miao Yuzhi said, changing the topic: "You didn't come to the wedding between me and Zhong Qing last time. But you called me

I just met our Daqi hero today."

Jiang Wang explained: "There were other important things at the time...but I delivered the gift."

Miao Yuzhi smiled again. She seemed to love to laugh, and her smile was really pretty, especially the two pear dimples, which were very touching. No wonder Bao Zhongqing takes her with him wherever he goes now.

Jiang Wang accompanied him and said a few words, and then consciously went to greet the others.

Not long after, Bao Zhongqing finished his worship and came back to pick up Miao Yuzhi. He and Jiang Wang exchanged polite greetings before saying goodbye. The couple were loving and affectionate and went home hand in hand. This man, a talented woman, a beautiful woman, and a complementary family,

They are indeed an enviable couple.

Seeing the couple leaving, Yi Huaimin, who came to help as a member of Yi Shishi's mother-in-law, came over and said, "His wife is pregnant with a child, why did she come here to tell you? Why, you have it."

Credit?"

The second son of Dr. Yi Xingchen, he didn't think he was born very well.

Ever since he was forced to copy the Agama Sutra by a mysterious person who was said to be a remnant of Kurongyuan, his attitude towards Jiang Wang has become very close. He often told people that he was also the brother of Shi Shi, Jiang

Wang is also the brother of Shi Shi. Rounding it all off, he and Marquis Wu An are brothers.

Yi Huaiyong happened to be walking by at this time. Hearing this, he immediately scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about! Your mouth will be torn apart sooner or later!"

Yi Huaimin rolled his eyes and turned his head away, but he bowed honestly: "I didn't guard the door for a while. My brother taught me a lesson. I won't say it again."

After that, Yi Huaiyong left with a serious expression.

He said again in front of Jiang Wang: "If he didn't like to accuse my father, would I be afraid of him, Boss Yi?"

He lowered his voice and tried his best to persuade: "Help my brothers to vent their anger. How about you tie up Boss Yi and put a sack in it later and force him to copy a copy of the Diamond Sutra?"

"No, no, that's not good either. He doesn't care about copying scriptures. He might be more interested in it. How about forcing him to dance?"

The more he talked, the more excited he became: "Just dance to the newly released "Crying of the Night" by Wen Yushui Pavilion, he specified that it is suitable!"

"What about tying him up? What about Wen Yushui? I don't understand what you are talking about." Jiang Wang glanced at the guy, then left with his hands behind his back.
Chapter completed!
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