"Die for me..."

Jiang Wang sat lazily and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Chong Xuansheng had to admit that from this angle, Jiang's appearance was really not that ugly! Especially his sarcastic, careless smile, which seemed a bit like a prince.

Of course, he had no idea that Jiang Wang's carelessness at the moment was because more of his energy was spent on dealing with the bruises at the corners of his eyes. The strength of a real person in this world was not so easy to digest. Fortunately, Jiang already had a lot of strength.

experience.

"If I take the initiative to deal with the Bao family in the future, wouldn't it be even more unkind?" Jiang Wang added in order to divert attention.

Zhong Xuansheng curled his lips: "Yes, everyone knows how to draw inferences from one example."

"Aren't they afraid that I will disregard the dignity of Lord Lao Shizi and stand up to expose it?" Jiang Wang asked.

Chong Xuansheng smiled: "The Bao family has never admitted that Bao Zhongqing died for you. Those are all rumors in the market. Can you blame the Bao family? The Bao family's claim is that Bao Zhongqing died to fight against a cult.

He died while serving a righteous cause. Why, the man is already dead. How much hatred do you, Marquis Wu An, have against the Bao family, and you still want to trample on his reputation? Besides, Bao Zhenren’s eldest son died on the battlefield, and he died on the battlefield.

My second son died in the wave of killing evil, and I am heartbroken, so you don’t care so much about the feelings of the commander-in-chief of the Nine Soldiers?"

Jiang Wang thought for a while and sighed: "Master Bao's methods are really smooth. They are far from comparable to Bao Zhongqing's."

He asked again: "How do you think Bao Zhongqing died?"

Chong Xuansheng shook his head: "I don't want to guess, and there is no need to guess. The eldest son of the Bao family, the Bao family's family affairs behind closed doors. I will listen to whatever the Bao family says."

"I will go to his funeral." Jiang Wang sighed softly: "No matter what happened in the past, people should go and see if their grudges are gone."

At the beginning of the year, Bao Zhongqing got married, with red makeup all over the streets, how beautiful it was?

Marrying a lovely wife, becoming the heir apparent, and entering Jixia Academy can be described as a happy life.

Unexpectedly, he was already dead before the year was over.

And he died so mysteriously and silently.

Although Jiang Wang had no good impression of Bao Zhongqing and no nostalgia for him, he still couldn't help but lament that things in the world are impermanent.

When he first met Bao Zhongqing in Linzi, he was still very vigilant. Like Chongxuan Sheng at that time, he regarded him as a dangerous person. Even at that time, he could not be said to be Bao Zhongqing's opponent. He could only fight against Bao Zhongqing.

The hangers-on...

Times have changed now.

The noble son of an aristocratic family who paid great attention to the worship gate, drew the chariot drawn by demons, and opened the way with masters, and who appeared in glory has become a withered skeleton in the grave.

No one can deny that Bao Zhongqing is indeed a dangerous person. But if he is dead, he is dead. If he dies, everything will be in vain.

His city, his talent, and his future all came to an abrupt end——

Just like his eldest brother.

"I will go too." Chong Xuansheng said: "I have known Bao Mazi since I was very young. I can't say that we share the same problem, but to a certain extent, we are very similar... If I hadn't been fourteen, I wouldn't have known you.

.Maybe I am like him."

I don't know why, but this sentence vaguely reminded Jiang Wang of something. But he didn't have time to think about it carefully at the moment.

He only looked at Zhong Xuansheng carefully and said seriously: "You are completely different."

"Tell me about it." Zhongxuan Shengshi leaned back and smiled: "What's the difference?"

Jiang Wang also smiled: "You look better than him."

"Looking more pleasing to the eye than Bao Mazi is not something that makes people happy."

"Then what is worthy of your happiness?"

"Do you know about the Linzi Beauty List?"

"I've vaguely heard about it. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning. You know, I don't care about these false claims..."

Chong Xuan Sheng snorted from his nostrils and said in a serious tone: "Look into my eyes and tell me honestly that I am much more handsome than Chong Xuan Zun."

Jiang Wangzhen stared at Zhong Xuansheng's eyes for a while, and then he said with a broken face: "I really can't say anything."

Zhong Xuansheng sighed directly: "You deserve to go out without money and your pockets are empty! You don't deserve money!"

Jiang Wang laughed loudly, just laughed, waved his hand and said: "Let's go quickly, pick me up on time tomorrow, and we will go to Shuofang Bo's Mansion together."

Zhong Xuansheng’s eyes widened: “You’re chasing me away?”

"No. But Shi Shi is still waiting for you at home, right?"

"Is there something you're hiding from me?"

"You're thinking too much." Jiang Wang said helplessly: "I'm just ready to practice."

Chong Xuan Sheng looked at him suspiciously for a while.

Jiang Wang rested his forehead on his hand on the desk with an innocent look on his face.

"No, why haven't you changed your posture since I came in?"

"Really?" Jiang Wang blinked, leaned back, and naturally gave Chong Xuan Sheng a sideways look: "Go back quickly, Fourteenth should be waiting in a hurry."

Chong Xuan Sheng said, "Then I'll go back."

He walked out and reached the door, when he suddenly dodged and rushed in front of Jiang Wang!

But how could Marquis Wu An, whose cultivation had surpassed a whole realm, let him succeed? He was leaning on the chair, his hand still supporting his forehead, very deep: "I am thinking about a very important Taoist issue, you go back first, Ah

win."

Zhong Xuansheng stretched out his hand to dial him: "Take your hand away and show me."

Jiang Wang turned around with his chair and said in a low voice: "Really, go back."

Chongxuan Sheng stopped talking nonsense and directly activated Chongxuan's magical power.

Bang!

Poor Bowang Hou was kicked out of the study before he saw anything.

The door is closed tightly.

Only Jiang's voice came out: "Butler, see the guests off!"

…

…

The funeral held in Shuofang Bo's Mansion was completely a closed-door family ceremony.

No one was invited to participate in the worship, the white flags were not displayed outside, and no one was allowed to leave the house for joy or sorrow.

Jiang Wang and Chongxuan Sheng came to pay their respects, but of course there was no fanfare.

The two of them plus Fourteen, dressed in casual clothes, took a carriage together and arrived at Bao Mansion in a low-key manner.

After Fourteen became the wife of Bowang Hou, her status was unusual. Speaking of which, she shouldn't be following Chong Xuan Sheng everywhere like before, like a personal bodyguard...

But who cares?

How can the young couple be happy?

Shi Shi is not happy to be a housewife, and she can't take care of the business accounts, so she just likes to be with Zhong Xuan Sheng. Zhong Xuan Sheng also likes to have her next to her - yesterday she was absent for just a moment and was killed by a certain manang.

My husband took the opportunity to beat me, right?

If Miss Yi was present, Mr. Jiang would have to think carefully about whatever he did.

For outsiders, Bao Zhongqing's death can only be seen as a pity, or as a reflection of the loyalty of Shuofang Bo's family. The only ones who are truly sad and sad will always be his family members.

But when Jiang Wang actually walked into Bao's Mansion, he didn't feel any sadness at all. He felt more serious, as if he were a soldier in formation.

In their territory, Jiang Wang and Chong Xuansheng did not communicate much. The silk and gold had been delivered by servants yesterday, and they were just here to burn a stick of incense and go through the motions.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper of Bao Mansion, they walked straight to the mourning hall.

The commander of the Annihilation Army, Shuofang Bo Bao Yi, was already waiting outside the mourning hall.

Today, in terms of status alone, Wu'an Marquis Jiang Wang and Bowang Marquis Chongxuan Sheng are already on the same level as Bao Yi.

Except for those uncles, no one in the entire Bao family is qualified to receive him.

For the funeral of the eldest son Bao Zhongqing, neither the Bao family's uncles Changhua and Yingying returned to Linzi to attend.

So Bao Yi had to welcome him personally.

And because Jiang Wang and Chong Xuansheng were juniors after all, he didn't have to go out to greet them, he could just stay here in the mourning hall. This was most appropriate.

"Marquis of Wu'an, Marquis of Bowang." Bao Yi was dressed in black today, with a solemn expression: "It is a blessing for Zhongqing to have friends like you. His journey in this world has not been in vain."

From this attire, one might also be able to see his heart.

When Bob Zhao died, Uncle Shuo Fang personally wore mourning clothes. In a large ancestral family, when the eldest son of the heir died, the rites were to wear mourning clothes. Because the eldest son shouldered the "heirloom" of inheriting the ancestral temple and the country.

"The responsibility of the father is great, so it is said that "the father is the eldest son."

After Bao Bozhao's death, Bao Zhongqing became the only heir to the Bao family, the legitimate Crown Prince Shuofang Bo. However, Bao Yi did not wear sackcloth for him.

Of course, no one can criticize a father whose eldest son and second son died one after another.
To be continued...