The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

Since Baili moved out of Meng Xian, Jiang Heng did restrain himself a lot in the following days.

At the same time, Marquis Wu'an, who resigned and returned to Beijing, finally returned home after a long journey.

On the day he received the news, Jiang Heng was waiting at Andingmen early in the morning, and some ministers also came with him. It is said that Marquis Wu'an worked hard and achieved great results. Now that he has returned home in fine clothes, it is both an honor and a sign of gratitude for them to welcome him personally.

As for Jiang Heng, although he himself doesn't care about the scene, there seems to be nothing wrong with him thinking that his father has been living in poverty for many years, and now that he has returned to a more sensational and imposing scene.

If the court is deserted, people will not think that the Hou Mansion is in decline.

At noon, more and more ministers came to Andingmen, and people gathered to watch one after another.

People who practice martial arts have sharper ears than others, so after hearing the sound of horse hooves not far away, they looked up and saw the word "江" prominently on the flying flag, confirming the identity of the person coming.

Mr. Jiang Xiaohou, who has learned to be indifferent to emotions and anger, is rarely seen smiling in front of everyone. It is also at this moment that the ministers suddenly realize that the restrained, dignified and polite prince in front of them is actually not as good as him. The age of weak crown.

When the army in the distance arrived in front of them, at the front, on a majestic horse, the Marquis of Wu'an, wearing armor and sword, sat proudly, his shirt solemn.

When you get closer, and you look closely, you can see that he is tall and strong, tall and tall, with a well-shaped face and neat and handsome features. However, many years of holding a high position and killing enemies on the battlefield have made the pair of eyes under his sword eyebrows The eyes are as sharp as a hawk, so cold and cold that people dare not look directly into them.

This is the feeling of the ministers and people present;

But Jiang Heng was different. Facing a father whose face was so cold that he could stop a child from crying, he felt a long-lost kindness in his heart.

His father is like this, he would be damned if he became kind-hearted.

Behind Jiang Weicheng, there was another elegant carriage. Everyone knew that it must be the Marquis Su's wife inside.

The first thing the domineering and majestic Mr. Hou did after dismounting was not to greet the ministers who came to greet him, nor to take care of his son whom he had not seen for a long time. Instead, he turned around and came to the carriage and helped Mrs. Hou out.

Mrs. Hou Su was once a famous beauty in the capital. After she got married, her parents-in-law were sensible and her husband loved her. Therefore, even though she is over forty now, she is still as beautiful and charming as before.

When Mrs. Su saw her son in the crowd, she looked a little happy. Just as she was about to extend her hand to ask her son to come over, Zuodu Yushi brought the emperor's oral instructions.

It is said that because Marquis Wu'an has been working hard all the way, there is no need to go to the palace to see the saint today. All important matters will be decided in the morning tomorrow.

After saluting and thanking him, the ministers who came to greet him all left with great discernment and no longer disturbed the family reunion.

When all the irrelevant people had dispersed and there were only three members of the family, Ms. Su held her son's hand, her eyes were red, and she had thousands of words in her heart but didn't know where to start.

Jiang Weicheng's eyes had not left his son for a long time, but he still seemed not used to the love between his son and his daughter in public, "Okay, okay, let's go home and talk about what it's like to cry outside."

Mrs. Su wiped away the tears from her eyes and glared at her husband, "What are you talking about? I don't think my son can do it?"

Marquis Wu An, who was still majestic just now, was frightened by the lady's words and immediately shut up.

Jiang Heng wanted to laugh but was afraid of being kicked by his father when they first met, so he held it back.

"Mom, let's go back home. Now that you're home, if you have anything to say to your son, your son will always be with you. Don't be in a hurry."

Su Shi smiled and nodded, and then stepped onto the carriage accompanied by her son. Jiang Heng did not ride a horse, but sat in the carriage with his mother to talk.

A certain marquis seemed to have the same idea, but he was a bit embarrassed, and the two women had no intention of greeting him.

That’s it, we’re all going home.

Not less than a minute and a half.

Lord Jiang comforted himself in this way.

……

When the family of three returned to the house, the housekeeper had just prepared a banquet for lunch;

Jiang Weicheng waved his hand to the maids and servants to leave, and they were the only family left in the dining room.

During the meal, Jiang Heng asked his father about his next plan. After all, based on his understanding of his own father, it was unlikely that his father would be willing to be an idle prince supported by the imperial court.

Jiang Weicheng was drinking soup. When he heard his son's question, he didn't even raise his head, "I will rest at home for two days. I plan to go to Jiangnan."

Jiang Heng's eyes widened instantly, and he almost doubted his ears.

"……what?"

Mrs. Su had a narrow smile on her face and teased her son: "What's wrong? Who do you think your father is going to see?"

Almost everyone in the capital knew about his affair with Meng Xian. Even if the parents were not in the capital before, with their status and connections, they would never know anything about it.

The couple was definitely teasing him.

Jiang Heng lowered his head and said nothing.

Su Shi held her head, slightly helpless.

My son was still playful as a child, but the older he gets, the less cute he becomes.

Jiang Weicheng realized later that he understood the deep meaning of the two women's words and gave his son an annoyed look, "Don't think too much. I went to Jiangnan to visit an old friend and it has nothing to do with you at all."

Old friend?

Why did he never know that his father had any old friends in Jiangnan?

Jiang Heng was dubious, "Dad, who is your old friend's name? Does your son know him?"

Jiang Weicheng glanced at his son, "I've never seen you care so much about me before. Why, are you afraid that I might sneak up and embarrass your little wife?"

Jiang Heng: "..."

What words!

Someone turned around and started to make trouble for his father, "Mom, do you know my father's old friend from Jiangnan?"

Su nodded, "When your father was young, he liked to travel around the world like a knight, and that's how you got to know your old friend from the south of the Yangtze River."

Jiang Heng: "You haven't seen it?"

Su shook her head, "This old friend of your father's is quite mysterious. The dragon can see its head but not its tail. Most people really can't see him."

"That's your father. We have been exchanging letters with him all year round."

Jiang Heng: "Then my father suddenly wants to visit me this time, don't you worry?"

Then he added in a deliberately emphatic tone, "The water town in the south of the Yangtze River is rich and charming. What if dad is led astray."

Jiang Weicheng choked. Is he a three-year-old child and still a bad boy?

Is this his biological son? Why are you so busy applying eye drops to me?

"You brat, can you not force me to kick you out as soon as I get home?"

Su Shi was dumbfounded by the sudden tense situation between father and son, "Okay, okay, you two, father and son."

"It's so easy for a family to get together and have a conversation, and it's not a worry."

But Su Shi is also used to the fact that both father and son are willing to make each other uncomfortable.

But when it came to going to Jiangnan, Mrs. Su asked her husband again: "Didn't you say before that your old friend from Jiangnan went on a sightseeing trip with his wife, so you're not afraid of missing out when you go there now?"

Jiang Weicheng: "It doesn't matter. The letter I received the day before yesterday stated that we are on the way back; I will leave now and we can meet up in Jiangnan."

After saying that, he asked warmly: "Madam, would you like to go with your husband?"

Su smiled and said, "Of course I want to go."

"If you don't go to a place like Jiangnan, which is full of flowers, it would be a great regret in your life."

Jiang Weicheng glanced at his stunned son next to him, with a hint of disgust, "How about we take him with us?"

Su Shi couldn't help laughing, this man was still as hard-spoken and soft-hearted as ever.

"I just wonder if Yanqing is willing to go with us?"

Su Shi sighed deliberately.

Jiang Weicheng: "Can he still be unwilling?"

"I think he's eager to do it!"

Jiang Heng: "..."

As expected, the relationship between father and son only exists when they don't meet each other.