Plop, plop...
Several people fell to the ground on the spot.
When Elder Xia arrived, everyone guessed that it was probably for Miss Wen.
But no one could have guessed that in this Huaidong Mansion, a big man who was hidden in the sky and looked like a god would actually utter such a sentence after arriving.
What is the identity of this Miss Wen? She can't be the biological daughter of the master of the government who was left among the people.
Miss Mei bit his lip all of a sudden, the middle-aged man in fine clothes rubbed his fan to pieces, and the girl in red simply disappeared into the back of the crowd.
Wen's father and son hugged each other and cried.
Jiang Tingyu suddenly transformed into a bitch-mouthed woman and kept sending messages to Wen Zhongdao, making all kinds of promises.
This time, Wen Zhongdao was silenced.
After kneeling for a long time, I suddenly realized that I no longer had to kneel. Of course, I felt that standing was the most comfortable.
"Why, the lady doesn't want to!"
Elder Xia smiled.
"Be brave, don't you dare not answer the elder's question."
Deputy Court Envoy Mei is a color guide.
At this moment, he was filled with anger and fear.
It turned out that she had already wanted to curry favor with him, so Chuanyin reported the situation to her.
After hearing about his daughter's entanglement with Miss Wen, he was so angry that he wanted to slap Miss Wen on the spot.
After all, he has been through the storm for a long time, and he knows very well that doing this will not change anything.
The top priority is to eliminate Elder Xia's good impression of Miss Wen.
Of course, he didn't know the reason why Elder Xia, who had always been withdrawn and sinister, treated Miss Wen with such courtesy.
What he knows well is that Elder Xia's temper is both cold, arrogant and extreme. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he can easily resolve all disasters by taking advantage of the situation and destroying Elder Xia's good impression of Miss Wen.
Snap!
A crisp sound resounded through the hall.
Elder Xia slapped Deputy Court Envoy Mei away, and Deputy Court Envoy Mei fell to the ground. He turned around and fell to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly, "This subordinate deserves death. This subordinate deserves death..."
The usually majestic Deputy Court Envoy Mei was as dusty in front of Elder Xia.
Elder Xia didn't even look at Deputy Court Envoy Mei, "Why, you can't trust Xia's ability? That's right, Xia has been away from the world for a long time, and not many people know me, so I want you to know that Xia has cultivated True Spirit Circle Great Perfection three years ago, and is only one step away from Yang Zun."
After Elder Xia finished speaking, Deputy Court Envoy Mei's lowered head almost popped and hit the ground heavily.
He was stunned.
Others don't know Elder Xia's temperament, but he knows it all too well.
Elder Xia has always been a conceited person. How could he say such soft words to a yellow-haired girl?
In his opinion, Elder Xia was just like a self-proclaimed vendor in the market, as if he was begging Miss Wen to join him.
"The elder is so favorably favored. My niece is overjoyed. How can I not allow it?"
Jiang Tingyu bowed deeply to Elder Xia and stopped talking.
At this moment, his mood finally calmed down, no, his mood was completely high, and he no longer worried about gains and losses as before.
Just because he finally convinced Jiang Yulang, who considers himself noble, he is confident that as long as Jiang Yulang spits out her words, Miss Wen will immediately become his daughter-in-law.
By then, this great glory will belong to the Jiang family.
Jiang Tingyu As soon as he finished speaking, the red-faced middle-aged man in charge of ushering him came again. This time he simply turned into a cannonball and shot it in. He shouted out of breath, "My lord, set up, set up the incense table, open the dragon..."
The whole place was in an uproar, Jiang Tingyu trembled, froze on the spot, set up the incense table, and opened the dragon gate, unless the master of the palace came in person.
While he was in shock and doubt, a warm voice came in, "No need to make it public, I'm here for no official business."
Following the words, a young man in bright yellow robes with clear features walked into the hall. He didn't take long steps, but he took a few feet with one step. In an instant, he was approaching.
"Third Young Master."
Deputy Director Zhao blurted out, cupping his fists and saluting.
Mr. Ming Huangpao saluted Deputy Director Zhao, and then saluted Elder Xia with cupped fists, "I didn't expect the elder to be here as well. Nice to meet you!"
Elder Xia forced out an ugly smile, "I wonder if the young master is here to represent the master of the palace, or..."
"I dare not hide it from the elders because I am representing my father."
Ming Huangpao Master said.
Boom!
As soon as these words came out, the identity of Mr. Ming Huangpao became clear. He was the third son of the palace master and the legendary leader of the younger generation in Huaidong Mansion.
The palace master Third Young Master came in person and said that he was representing the palace master. In an instant, all eyes were focused on Miss Wen again, with scorching eyes that almost set Miss Wen on fire.
Sure enough, in an instant, Third Young Master's eyes locked on Miss Wen, and he smiled and said, "I think this is Miss Wen in person. My father heard that Miss Wen has extraordinary painting skills. I have been specially sent to ask for a painting from Miss Wen so that it can be hung in Happy Heaven. I wonder if Miss can give me a calligraphy treasure."
Elder Xia's figure was slightly shaken, and Deputy Director Zhao simply took a step back. The two of them looked at each other with deep shock in their eyes.
They received the news through different channels, but the same thing is that they all must get close to Miss Wen.
The people who conveyed the news to them were all people of high status. Therefore, Elder Xia and Deputy Director Zhao each took lenient expectations of Miss Wen's identity and dealt with it carefully.
The arrival of Third Young Master has already shocked the two of them. Now that Third Young Master is asking for a painting, they are completely at a loss.
Given his status as the master of the palace, whoever he asked for the painting was a huge honor.
Third Young Master actually said frankly in public that the palace master asked for the painting to be hung on Happy Heaven.
Others don't know Happy Heaven, how could the two of them not know that Happy Heaven is cave abode repaired by the palace master.
This is no longer a favor given by the palace master, but a direct show of goodwill from the palace master Hong Guoguodi.
"Who is standing behind Miss Wen!"
For a time, this question that had been swirling in everyone's minds for a long time once again caused countless people in the audience to think hard.
Miss Wen said, "My paintings are not worthy of elegance. If the young master wants it, of course I will give it to you. But I'm afraid it won't work anymore. My father and brother and I have been driven away by the owner of this place. It has been delayed for too long."
Miss Wen has a pure and kind nature, and is not a person who holds grudges. However, her heart went from despair to despair several times, and the coldest place in her heart was torn open. In just one stick of incense, she seemed to have gone through reincarnation.
Miss Wen As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was shocked. Everyone knew that the drama that had been held in for so long was finally reaching its climax.
The humiliation suffered by the three members of the Wen family earlier was witnessed by everyone present.
Originally, Miss Wen had gained the upper hand, and there were many people holding back their energy to watch the show.
However, Jiang Tingyu was cunning, good at dancing and talking to himself, turning the "bitch" in his mouth into a "despicable niece", but Wen Zhongdao did not deny it.
Those who have good things are secretly crying out for pity.
Unexpectedly, the delicate and fragile Miss Wen quietly detonated the storm that had been building up for a long time.
Jiang Tingyu's soul flew into the sky. In shock, he staggered and almost fell down.