The two brothers of the Yi family are really two completely different people. One is old-fashioned and the other is cunning.

Yi Xingchen is a charming person. When he was young, he was as famous as Li Zhengshu. Now he has been listed in the political hall and has become the top big shot in Qi State.

His two sons were nothing more than ordinary people, and many people felt pity for him.

But Jiang Wang felt that the Yi brothers were both very good people.

Of course, after going back and forth, Yi Huaimin wanted to use this little trick to identify the "suspect". He, who has experienced many storms, would not be fooled.

He would never admit that the remnants of Kurongyuan were related to him.

Just kidding. Who doesn’t know that he, Mr. Jiang, is distinct from the Buddhist sect?

Master Kujue cried and asked him to be tonsured, but he didn't even go.

Besides, the Capital Inspection Office has already checked it out. Mr. Jiang is clean!

Yi Huaimin's malicious speculation is really abominable!

However, Bao Zhongqing specially brought his wife to pay homage, and now he felt a little bit of the taste.

This Prince Shuofang was obviously not satisfied with existing merely as a prince, but wanted to begin to take over the Bao family's banner in various fields and expand his own influence.

This trip to Bowanghou Mansion is more of a reminder, both within the Bao family, to all external parties, and to his wife’s natal family...

The Bao family and the Chongxuan family have been fighting for many years.

Now that Chongxuan Zun is already a military marquis, Chongxuan Shengdu is about to ascend the title of nobility. As the eldest son of a contemporary uncle, he will also be a father, so he should have more responsibilities as a matter of course.

If Jiang Wang's prediction is correct, no matter what major events happen in Qi State next, Brother Mazi will always have a hand in it and show his presence.

But this is a family matter of the Bao family and has nothing to do with Jiang.

Not long after Bao Zhongqing left, Gao Zhe came again on behalf of the Jinghai Gao family.

Although neither Jiang Wang nor Chongxuansheng had played with this person for a long time, the relationship between the Chongxuan family and the Gao family was still maintained after all.

And now that Chongxuan Sheng is already the head of the Chongxuan family, he can no longer use youth as an excuse, and he can no longer rely solely on his own likes and dislikes for many things.

When Gao Zhe came to pay homage, he could only welcome him, but there was no reason to rush him.

Jiang Wang then forced himself to be polite again.

He usually dislikes these greetings and farewells. One of the "eight sufferings" mentioned by Buddhism is "the meeting of resentment and hatred", which refers to the suffering of having to stay with people you hate.

He has always been clear about love and hate, and he will come if he agrees with him, and he will go if he doesn't. However, as his status rises and his experience increases, he is not as free and casual as he was at the beginning. The more people wallow in the world of mortals, the more worries increase.

Just like when officialdom reaches its final stage, it needs to be detached. One of the things it needs is to get rid of those entanglements.

Of course, if it were placed in his own Marquis Wu'an Mansion, he would practice seclusion at every turn, and no one would pay attention to him, and no one would be able to challenge him. Today, when welcoming guests to the Chongxuan family, he could only hold back.

The connections of the top wealthy family of the Chongxuan family are extraordinary. The old man served in the military all his life and had numerous former subordinates under his command. Although the funeral was kept low-key, there was still an endless stream of people who came to pay their respects, and they were not ordinary people.

After three days of resting, Jiang Wang felt that he had met almost every prominent figure in Qi State.

When Chongxuan Sheng carried the coffin back to the Chongxuan clan for burial, he no longer followed him. Only the Fourteenth Clan accompanied Chongxuan Sheng - no one except the Chongxuan clan could go to the Chongxuan clan at this time.

According to the rules, Chongxuan Sheng must first inherit the position of the head of the Chongxuan family in the clan in the presence of the family elders. Then return to Linzi and inherit the title. This is also the reason why the Chongxuan family elders have a high status. They rarely get involved

The government is the foundation for the family.

The old man had made proper arrangements before his death, and Chu Liang, the Chongxuan, was accompanying him, so there would be no further trouble.

To Jiang Wang's surprise, Chongxuan Zun did not go to the Chongxuan clan either.

In the Bowang Hou Mansion, where only a few people were gone, the two youngest military lords of Qi State had a rare conversation.

At that time, Jiang Wang was staying in the courtyard where he had been sitting with Chong Xuan Sheng all night. There was a small pool in the courtyard, with a pavilion in the pool, and the pavilion was connected to the shore by a stone bridge.

Jiang Wang stood on the stone bridge, looking at the water shadow quietly, thinking of some things that happened a long time ago.

Chong Xuanzun also came over.

"Why didn't you go to Qiuyang County?" Jiang Wang came back to his senses and asked aloud.

Chongxuan Zun also tied a filial piety belt on his forehead and slightly straightened his forehead hair, which seemed to erase the hazy mist and make his distant mountain-like eyebrows become clearer.

Even at such a sad time, it still makes people feel bright and beautiful.

"There...there are many people who support me in the clan." He said calmly: "There is no need for my fat brother to think about this again, and there is no need for those who shouldn't think too much about it."

This is of course true and there is nothing to show off.

For a long period of time, he was the perfect candidate for the position of head of the Chongxuan clan.

Looking forward a few years, Zhong Xuansheng is still being rejected everywhere.

Thinking about it now, it feels like a dream.

Jiang Wang was silent.

Chong Xuanzun also looked at the water and said: "Besides, this is a matter for the new Bowang Hou."

The clear pool water reflects two figures who are also dressed in plain clothes. In the gentle ripples of light, each has its own charm and its own lonely mood.

Jiang Wang can probably understand that the Champion House and the Bowang House have officially separated from today.

The old man has passed away, this is a normal thing.

And the sooner we can make a clear distinction, the better, otherwise as Chong Xuanzun said, some people will always "overthink".

Without him, Zhongxuanzun is so good that he is naturally a big ship. Even if he does nothing, there are still many people trying to get on board.

Jiang Wang asked: "I heard that you rejected the Blood River Sect's invitation?"

He had heard about this matter in southern Xinjiang, but he didn't know the specific details. Peng Chongjian, the real person who moved the mountain, had officially succeeded the Blood River Sect. This was not a secret news.

Regarding Qi Ting's subsequent attitude, in order not to be involved anymore, he was accused of being sent to the East and the West, so he no longer cared about it. The closed-door practice in Laoshan Beppu was not just an excuse, it was really a matter of not caring about worldly affairs.

Faced with this problem, Chong Xuanzun just said quietly: "Shortcuts are for those with insufficient talents. I have a straight road, so why should I take a detour?"

Jiang Wang recalled what he had seen and heard in the Blood River Sect and thought thoughtfully: "Is this how you return to Master Kou?"

Chongxuan followed: "It's more direct than this."

"What happened?" Jiang Wang was very interested.

The corners of Zhong Xuanzun's clothes fluttered quietly in the wind, and he only said: "Not interested."

Jiang Wang nodded approvingly: "It has the style of a champion."

"I heard that you went to Jiange to act tyrannically and threatened to level Tianmu Peak in three months." Chongxuan Zun said calmly: "It's also very like the style of Marquis Wu'an."

Who is so talkative?

It must be the one named Yu Xiaochen, we must not let him go when we look back! Of course, it may also be Sikong Jingxiao, we must not let him go.

It can’t be Ruan Zhenjun or Sizhenjun, right? A strong person in Yan Dao cannot be so boring.

"That's right." Jiang Wang laughed dryly: "The things here have come to an end. I'll go back first, and we'll chat next time when we have time."

As he spoke, he was already walking out.

"I won't send it away." Zhong Xuanzun still looked at the water and did not look back.

The sound of Marquis Wu'an's footsteps gradually became distant.

Like many people and things that left, it was actually very peaceful and without any disturbance.

He was very familiar with this courtyard.

Usually when the sun is right, the old man will sit on the deck chair and lazily bask in the sun. His father will move a small pony to sit next to him, diligently serving tea and water, and squeezing his shoulders.

leg.

My father’s topic always revolves around the position of the head of the family. He keeps talking about the right of inheritance, constantly urging the old man to abdicate the throne and make way for the next generation. The most wise person is of course his eldest son, the Chongxuan family, and the second wisest person is his son, Chongxuan.

The eldest grandson of the family. Ask the old man to choose one, and you can't go wrong.

The old man usually scolded and kicked me.

As for him, he often sat on the stone steps leading to the bridge, reading a book quietly, and rarely interfered with the conversation between father and son.

It used to be such a normal time.

Thinking about it now, it's like the moon in the water is out of reach.

"ah."

Chong Xuanzun was alone in this courtyard, on this stone bridge, and sighed softly.

He rarely sighs.

Just like looking at fallen leaves many times, I never feel sad.

I listened to many songs quietly and never felt any emotion.

But one day, in such an ordinary afternoon, I suddenly remembered a lot of the past.

So this pool of autumn water is so melancholy.

…

Walked down the stone bridge and walked up the stone bridge again.
To be continued...