Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

Without waiting for Wei Heng to answer, Zhou immediately promoted her grandson with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, my grandson is my son's biological son. My son is Wei Zhi, the youngest fifth-rank general in this dynasty. How could his child be bad?"

We are used to seeing Zhou's arrogant and conceited appearance in the past. Now he looks so funny with wrinkles all over his face and his apple cheeks almost popping out when he smiles.

Jiang Mingwei couldn't help but chuckle, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the two people at the door.

There was a flash of displeasure in Zhou's eyes, but after looking at Mr. Wang, she could only endure it in the end.

"Teacher, I haven't seen you for many years. I hope you are well."

Jiang Mingwei walked forward and saluted Mr. Wang.

Zhou sneered coldly: "Master Wang is such a great man. You are a girl. Even if your brother is his student, how can you call him teacher? This will only humiliate his reputation!"

Mr. Wang glanced at Zhou, looked at Jiang Mingwei with gentle eyes, and nodded lightly.

"Mingwei, it's been a long time since we last met. I almost don't recognize you. Please sit down."

With just one sentence, he saved the situation for Jiang Mingwei.

Zhou's face turned pale. She looked at Wang in shock, then glared at Jiang Mingwei with resentment.

Jiang Mingwei ignored her and sat down.

Only then did Mr. Wang narrow his eyes and look at Wei Jing, who was tall and imposing.

"Who is this……"

"Junior Wei Jing, nice to meet Mr. Wang."

"Oh, it's General Wei. Please stand up and take a seat."

Mr. Wang hurried forward to help up Wei Jing, who was about to pay him a perfunctory greeting, and led him to sit down.

Her eyebrows were curved, and she was obviously very satisfied with Wei Jing.

Although Mr. Wang was the leader of the literati, he did not despise military generals.

There have been constant battles in Nanjing in the past two years. If it weren't for the emergence of a group of brave and fearless young generals like Wei Jing, countless people would have been displaced and their families would have been destroyed.

Nowadays, there are many soldiers stationed at the border to prevent enemy invasion, so Mr. Wang admires them very much.

Among them, Wei Jing is the best.

When he first led the troops, Wei Zhi was indeed brave and good at fighting, and he was quite famous.

But later he died tragically, and Wei Jing took over his position, fighting bravely and using his military skills like a god.

He even deployed 500 soldiers to attack the enemy camp at night and burn their granary, thus achieving a major phased victory.

Therefore, his military achievements were the greatest.

Otherwise, with his current rank of a third-rank general, it would be impossible for him to go out and establish his own government.

Before he returned to Beijing, Mr. Wang had written a poem praising this group of young generals, so he had a deep impression of Wei Jing.

This is the first time we met today, so I was a little excited.

"General Wei's heroic performance on the battlefield really makes me admire him! You are so young, you will definitely achieve greater things in the future. When I see you, I see hope for Nanjing!"

Mr. Wang, who had been calm and reserved just now, was now excited, with his cloudy eyes shining brightly. He really seemed to have forgotten everyone in the room.

Zhou, who was listening nearby, clenched her fists, hatred surging in her eyes. Her sinister look seemed as if she wanted to peel off Wei Jing's skin, pull out his bones, and drink all his blood!

Everyone in the room had their own thoughts. Lu Yun rolled his eyes and pushed his son out again.

"Master Wang, since you admire General Wei so much and he is your wife's master, then this child is destined to be with you, you must accept him!"

Mr. Wang came back to his senses and looked at the clever-looking Wei Heng in front of him. Only then did he realize why he came here today.

"Mingwei, your brother wrote to me and asked me to come and see this child's talent. At my age, I promised His Majesty that I would not take in another disciple except for raising another prince."

"But since it's for the sake of your two brothers and sisters, I can consider it!" Wang Dajia turned around and said to Jiang Mingwei.

Zhou and Lu Yun smiled happily, and the haze in their hearts was swept away.

The king can teach the prince, if he can teach Wei Heng, wouldn't he be able to get in touch with the royal family in the future? !

Regardless of the fact that he had just praised Wei Jing to the heavens, Zhou hastily and joyfully pulled her little grandson over and begged Mr. Wang to take another good look at him.

The room was silent, and Mr. Wang asked a few questions.

Wei Heng bit his fingers and blinked his eyes, only half understanding the answer and his answer was not very satisfactory.

Stroking his beard, Mr. Wang had something in mind.

"This kid is quite smart, but I'm afraid being my student would be too stressful for him to keep up."

Jiang Mingwei looked clear, everything was within her expectations.

Top teachers naturally only teach top students, and only by combining the strengths can greater profits be created.

Mr. Wang has become famous over the years, not because he trained a fool into a genius, but because he stimulated the ability of the genius to a higher level!

He looks down on ordinary students.

This is also the reason why Jiang Mingwei agreed to let Mr. Wang come here.

Because there is no way he would fall in love with Wei Heng.

Zhou and Lu Yun were stunned. They didn't expect that the gold nugget in their hands would be looked down upon by others?

"Mr. Wang, are you sure? My grandson is the only son of my son Wei Zhi!"

Mr. Wang's eyes were dim. "Young General Wei is considered a rare talent, but it's a pity that this child really doesn't have enough experience. We should find someone else to teach him!"

Lu Yun's face turned pale and she begged with tears, but Wang had made his decision and would not change it easily.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Zhou glared at Jiang Mingwei with a cold look.

"You bitch, did you instigate this? Otherwise, why wouldn't he accept my grandson as his apprentice?"

Jiang Mingwei: “???”

Meow meow meow, she is sitting here drinking tea, has she said a word?

Why does this person always try to pass on the blame? She has so many responsibilities on her shoulders that she could open a restaurant!

Seeing her insulting Jiang Mingwei, Wang Dajia's face suddenly turned dark.

"Old lady, be careful with your words! I won't accept you because your grandson doesn't have enough experience. It's useless to teach him. I'm afraid he will be hindered by the strictness of my lessons. Do you want him to become stupid?"

Zhou's eyes were bloodshot and she was filled with hatred!

It would have been fine if Jiang Mingwei was Mr. Wang's student, but after Wei Jing came, he kept praising Wei Jing, almost praising him to the sky.

But he never mentioned a word about his sacrificed son, obviously not caring at all.

It would have been fine if he had accepted Wei Heng, but now even her grandson is being neglected.

How could Zhou endure such humiliation? !

"What a bullshit leader of the literary world, a great scholar of the time. In my opinion, you are just a person seeking fame and reputation. My grandson is so smart, I'm afraid you are blind and can't see that he will achieve great things in the future!"

Zhou snorted coldly and cursed sharply.

"You!" Mr. Wang's face turned pale. He obviously didn't expect Zhou to speak such bad words.

Jiang Mingwei hurried forward to support him and smiled coldly at Zhou.

"Don't you want Wei Heng to be your student, mother-in-law? I can help you!"