Happy Spring Every Year

General Dingguo's Mansion.

Today is the ten-day holiday in the Imperial College, and Shen Jiaheng has returned home. He has nothing else to do for fun, so he just follows Shen Jiasui wherever he goes.

After Shen Jiaheng mentioned Jiang Xun for the umpteenth time, Shen Jiasui repeatedly waved his hands and begged for mercy, "Brother Heng, you have to get up early tomorrow, go and get some rest."

Shen Jiaheng refused to give in.

He just learned from his mother today that Prince Rong had actually acted as a matchmaker between his sister and Lord Jiang, and he was so excited that he jumped up and down.

No wonder he always felt that Lord Jiang seemed particularly gentle when he saw him these few times.

It turns out that it was not his illusion. Lord Jiang definitely loves the whole family as well!

That’s right, sister is that room, and he is that bird!

As a result, his mother immediately told him that because his sister had no interest in Jiang Xun, they had already rejected Prince Rong.

The sky is falling!

His brother-in-law, who was within his reach, flew away!

So, Shen Jiaheng kept chattering in Shen Jiasui's ear all day long, and Shen Jiasui couldn't stand it anymore.

There was no one else in the room at this time, Shen Jiaheng asked with a pitiful look on his face:

"Sister, didn't you say that in your previous life, only Lord Jiang was willing to help you? How could you look down on such a good person like him?"

Shen Jiasui: “…”

Today really won't end here. If she doesn't explain things clearly, Brother Heng might not be able to sleep all night.

Thinking of this, she sat opposite Shen Jiaheng and said seriously:

"Brother Heng, I don't underestimate myself. I have a good family background and martial arts skills. I have learned everything a lady from a noble family should learn. I am really not bad at all."

"In my previous life, I was blind and my life was muddled. Now it seems like a dream."

"Lord Jiang is indeed very good, but he is like the moon in the sky, only to be admired from afar. I think I am a clear-headed person, but I am used to being noisy and careless. No matter how I think about it, I don't think we are a good match."

"Besides, our entire family's fate of execution hasn't been changed yet, and anyone involved now would be a burden."

"To be honest, in my previous life, Master Jiang was already dragged down by my sister..."

"Well, stop saying these depressing words."

Shen Jiasui waved his hand and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Anyway, let's proceed steadily this time. We still have time to unravel the mystery step by step. Don't mention this matter of Lord Jiang again, or I'll beat you."

As Shen Jiasui spoke, he pretended to wave his fist at Shen Jiaheng.

Shen Jiaheng jumped up with a cry of "Ah" and almost instinctively began to run around with his head in his hands.

"Okay, okay, sister, I don't dare anymore. I won't mention it anymore!"

Seeing this, Shen Jiasui raised the corner of his mouth and raised his chin slightly proudly.

Humph, Brother Zhiheng, she is even better than mother!

However, Shen Jiaheng, who admired his sister very much, was thinking at this time:

I also said that I don’t underestimate myself. What’s the moon in the sky? I am the sun in the sky! I illuminate everything!

There will be a class with Mr. Lin in a few days, and Lord Jiang will definitely come. Then he will quietly ask what Tian Shangyue really thinks of Tian Shangyang.

There was no way. After Lu Yunzheng broke off the engagement, Shen Jiaheng was worried.

In his eyes, no one in the world except Lord Jiang is worthy of his sister.

"Okay, stop being a good girl and go to sleep."

Shen Jiasui stood up, grabbed Shen Jiaheng's head, turned him manually, pushed him to the door, and then opened the door.

The movements are done in one go.

squeak-

Baiji was standing outside the house and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, and the three of them were startled.

Shen Jiaheng quickly stood up straight with a serious expression. In front of others, he had to maintain his dignity as the young master of the Shen family.

Bletilla: “…”

How could she not know what kind of person the young master is?

Baiji looked at Shen Jiasui and patted his chest calmly.

Shen Jiasui immediately understood that Baiji's expression indicated that she had a letter in her arms.

At present, the only person who writes to her is Aunt Zhou.

Shen Jiasui nodded to Baiji, and instead of sending Shen Jiaheng away, he let him stay.

Brother Heng has grown up, and we can’t hide anything from him. The whole family must work together.

"Come in, Brother Heng, I have something to tell you."

The three of them entered the house together, and Baiji took out a letter from his arms.

As Shen Jiasui took it, he explained to Shen Jiaheng his relationship with Aunt Zhou, and then took out the letter.

Aunt Zhou is a sensible person. Since she wrote to me so late at night, it must be something extremely urgent.

Shen Jiasui didn't dare to delay and started reading quickly.

Shen Jiaheng couldn't hide his shock. It was really hard for him to associate his sister with a concubine in the Lu family.

Shen Jiasui looked quickly, and when she raised her head again, her eyes fell on Shen Jiaheng opposite her, and she was also full of surprise.

She never knew that Lu Yunyao was very kind to Brother Heng...

In Shen Jiasui's eyes, Lu Yunyao has always been a shy but kind girl who speaks very little and blushes easily.

After she married into the Lu Mansion in her previous life, Mrs. Lu didn't like her getting too close to Ningxiangyuan, so she and Ningxiangyuan had always been polite to each other.

But every time she met Lu Yunyao in the mansion, Lu Yunyao would speak to her in a soft voice.

I remember that before General Lu died for his country in the previous life, Aunt Zhou was already arranging a marriage for Lu Yunyao.

The other person was Lu Yunsheng's classmate. I heard that he was admitted to the Imperial College from a local place. His character and knowledge were impeccable.

When Aunt Zhou mentioned it, she raised her eyes to look at Lu Yunyao and saw that she lowered her head and said nothing, but her blush had spread from her ears to her neck.

In her previous life, Mrs. Lu did not take any action against Lu Yunyao, but in this life, starting from the moment she and Lu Yunzheng broke off their engagement, everything slowly changed.

Ever since learning about Aunt Zhou's intelligence and insight, Shen Jiasui felt that Lu Yunyao's personality was nothing like Aunt Zhou's.

It shows that no one is perfect. Even a smart woman like Aunt Zhou would protect her daughter so well because she loves her daughter so much.

But when walking in this world, kindness alone is far from enough. You must also have the means and abilities to go further and longer on the right path.

This is also the truth that Shen Jiasui learned with his life.

At this time, she handed the letter in her hand to Shen Jiaheng opposite her, and then took out a piece of letter paper from the envelope.

Aunt Zhou said in the letter, and attached a letter from "Shen Jiaheng" and asked Shen Jiasui to take a look at the handwriting.

Shen Jiasui unfolded the letter and his pupils shrank slightly.

Like.

The handwriting is about 70% similar to Hengdi's.

Almost instantly, the three words "Gu Xizhi" popped up in Shen Jiasui's mind.

The brother and sister lived with Gu Xizhi like family for five or six years and were very familiar with each other's handwriting.

Of course, this also includes my parents’ handwriting.

At this moment, a thought flashed through Shen Jiasui's mind, and he almost dreamed of his past life.

She had once stopped Jiang Xun outside the Dali Temple.

It was raining heavily that day. She held up an umbrella and waited in a corner until there was no one around, until it was dark, and finally until Jiang Xun got off work.

Her hands and feet were cold and numb, but she didn't dare to go near. She just stood far away and asked in a trembling voice about the progress of the Shen family case.

At this time, Jiang Xun walked towards her without any hesitation.

She can still recall the scene.

Jiang Xun held an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand and a lantern in his right hand.

The light from the lantern was dim and weak in the cascading rain, only enough to illuminate his crimson official uniform, but it also became the only color she could see in the dark rainy night.

She opened her mouth, and the voice was almost squeezed out from her chest, "Master Jiang, what's wrong?"

Jiang Xun raised the brim of his umbrella, his face blurred in the rain and fog.

Then, amid the noisy and dull sound of rain hitting blue bricks, she heard Jiang Xun say:

"unambiguous evidence."