With supernatural powers, he traveled through the book and became a little guard, and his inner voic

King Han was furious when he heard this. Although his hands were stained with blood, he was not as despicable as Zhu Jiu thought.

Hearing what I wanted to hear, my anger subsided a little.

Jingci Temple?

And it's under the toilet?

This group of corrupt officials are so cruel that they even spared no place for cultivation.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it and didn't make progress. I can't force a cow to drink water by holding its head down. Get down!"

[To be able to make progress, you need to be alive. If you don’t have a life, what’s the point of making progress?]

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration. I will take my leave."

King Han waved his hand, and Zhu Jiu left without any hesitation.

King Han thought, whose subordinates don't try their best to climb up the ladder? Try to show off in front of their master more often?

Zhu Jiu is probably the only subordinate as lazy as him.

If it was another master, a lazy person like Zhu Jiu would definitely be marginalized even if he was not sent away for other reasons.

Fortunately, he is a master who knows how to use people and is open-minded. As long as it is useful to him, he is quite tolerant.

King Han looked up at the sky outside the window, called Qingfeng, picked out a few top guards, and went to Jingci Yan at night.

Jiang Zihao returned to the General's Mansion and after careful consideration, he decided to secretly investigate whether Shu Ziyue was his aunt's daughter and tell his family when he got the result.

Jiang Zihao had just arranged the few people he had when someone from his mother's courtyard came to ask him to come.

Jiang Zihao sighed helplessly. Even though he hadn't seen his mother yet, he could recite word for word what his mother was about to say to him.

In Xinhe Courtyard, a woman who was resolute and dignified was flipping through the album on the table with swift hands and feet, and occasionally discussing a few words with the nanny beside her.

Jiang Zihao saw this scene when he arrived, and walked in helplessly with a headache.

"Mom, is there something wrong with my dad outside? Why is it so late at night, and you still let my mom be bored in the yard and pass the time by reading picture books?"

Su Wanhe, the wife of the Patriotic General, was so angry that she laughed at this counter-attack. If her silly son had fought for his own reputation, would she still be here looking at the picture albums of these girls?

"You little brat, do you dare to say this in front of your father?"

Jiang Zihao immediately shook his head, "I dare not", unless he deserves a beating

Such straightforward words made Su Wanhe smile helplessly, "You? You really didn't inherit your father's stubborn temper at all.

But mother has to tell you, these picture albums today are different from the previous ones. If you still perfunctorily treat me like before, be careful that your father will beat you so hard that you can't get out of bed for three days."

Jiang Zihao glanced at the album on the table, his eyes full of helplessness, "Mom, why did Dad get involved?

Who would ask a father-in-law to help choose a daughter-in-law?

If this gets out, no matter how thick-skinned my father is, he probably won't be able to withstand the strange looks from others, right?"

Su Wanhe took a sip of tea and said disapprovingly, "How come such a nice young man has such a pedantic mind?

Getting married is not just your business, it's our family's business. Why can't your father take it into consideration?

You are not active, and your mother is a woman in the harem. I don't know much about official affairs.

Your father is in the government every day, so he has his own unique perspective on people. Doesn't he know better than us whether someone is a human or a ghost?

Compared to you marrying a troublemaker, it's no big deal if your dad gets criticized by others.

Come on, come on, take a look. I just took a quick look and there are indeed a few that I like."

Jiang Zihao pushed the album aside and said, "Mom, getting married is a lifelong event. I don't want to decide who I will spend my life with based on such a sloppy album.

Mother, just like you fell in love with father at first sight, regardless of your grandfather's obstruction, chasing him for thousands of miles, regardless of worldly views, and finally the lovers finally got married.

I envy such a passionate emotion.

A lifetime is neither long nor short. I hope that the other half who lives with me day and night and sleeps in the same bed with me can cherish and support each other, rather than being cold and wary of each other.

When Su Wanhe was reminded of her "great achievements" by her son, she was not embarrassed at all, but looked very proud.

"Son, your goal is too ambitious. There are too few women like you who are brave enough to admit their inner thoughts and take action.

If you follow this standard, you will probably be single for the rest of your life.

It is good to have high standards, but there must be a limit to it! It depends on the time and the place.

Come, come, take a look at the album first, maybe there is someone you will fall in love with at first sight?"

Seeing his mother's expression of not giving up until he read the album, Jiang Zihao picked up the album and flipped through it casually.

"Why is there a portrait of my cousin in here?"