Chapter 167
On this topic, the two began to discuss how to spend the Chinese New Year this year.

"Nurse Ding will definitely go back to celebrate the New Year with her son, and we may have to cook for ourselves during the New Year."

Jiang Zhao said with a frown.

Among the few of them, only Wei Xiang's cooking skills are not bad, but it is impossible for Wei Xiang to cook a big New Year's Eve dinner.

He can cook the usual stir-fried dishes, but the New Year's Eve dinner must not be a simple matter. If he is asked to cook a large table of New Year's Eve dinner, even if he is a martial artist, he will be extremely tired, so forget it.

But did Yuanzheng bother Nanny Ding to cook a meal for them that day?
This is too embarrassing.

Jiang Zhao directly rejected this idea in his mind.

"At that time, we will go to Jingshuilou to order a table of dishes, and let Jingshuilou deliver them to our homes."

Si Mubai said his proposal.

Jiang Zhao's eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement, "It's also convenient and tidy, and we don't have to bother ourselves. The food cooked by the cook in Jingshui Building will definitely taste better than our own."

Let Jingshui Tower deliver the New Year's Eve dinner, which is easy and trouble-free.

"When the time comes, ask Jingshui Tower to deliver a table of meals to Nanny Ding, so that she will have to cook."

As Si Mubai said, after being with Nanny Ding for so long, he also took Nanny Ding's matter into his heart.

But Jiang Zhao shook his head.

"Nurse Ding hasn't been home for so long, her son must hope to eat the meals made by his mother."

Si Mubai nodded, feeling that what she said made sense.

Then Jiang Zhao continued talking.

"However, we can send some vegetables to Nanny Ding. With Nanny Ding's character of saving money, Yuanzheng will definitely not buy expensive vegetables."

"Yes." Si Mubai felt that Jiang Zhao's proposal was good.

Buy some good ingredients and ask Nanny Ding to cook it herself, so that Nanny Ding's son can eat the meals made by his mother, and it can also show their heart.

"It's just right to get a roasted whole lamb for Nanny Ding. The last time Hussein was roasting, Nanny Ding was not there, so she didn't even eat it."

Jiang Zhao said while thinking.

"I think it's because you want to eat roasted whole lamb."

Si Mubai immediately debunked the thoughts in her mind.

Jiang Zhao didn't deny it, but nodded. She couldn't forget Hu Sai's roasted lamb last time.

Although I have bought roasted whole lamb leg before, and the taste is very good, but it still does not have the border flavor of Hussein roast.

"When the time comes, let Hu Sai come to the mansion to bake it for you again."

Si Mubai said.

But Jiang Zhao shook his head: "Forget it, it's not good to bother others for one's own appetite."

Si Mubai nodded, and when he has time, he will go to Jiangfu to find Hu Sai, and ask him to learn how to marinate those seasonings, and then roast them for Jiang Zhao when Yuan Zheng is in power.

After Jiang Zhao and Si Mubai had dinner, they discussed buying some new year's goods in two days.

After all, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and it still needs a little Chinese New Year atmosphere.

In addition, the home should also be dusted and cleaned to welcome the arrival of the new year.

Just now, Master Zhang asked Zhengqing to inform everyone that tomorrow will be the last day of duty this year, and then we will be on vacation.

A gleam of joy flashed in Si Mubai's eyes, this way he could stay at home, and he didn't have to come to the Imperial Academy every day to have his hair done, and he didn't have to feel that his days were like years.

On the other hand, Cheng Zi went straight home after leaving Jiang Zhao's residence.

Cheng Wudi, who was about to have breakfast, frowned when his eldest son came back.

Because he is going to the border in two days, he doesn't need to go to court in these two days.

He saw his eldest son come back and asked.

"Didn't I ask you to send Mrs. Jiang to duty? Why did you come back so early?"

"Ms. Jiang is being delivered, so I don't need to."

Cheng Zi said with a cold expression that he didn't want to see Jiang Zhao, but was forced by his father.

After seeing Jiang Zhao, she was surrounded by several men, each more handsome than the other.

A woman who disrespects women's virtue so much, if such a woman marries back home, I am afraid that the family will be unlucky.

"She was delivered by someone, so why don't you deliver it together?"

"What you have to do now is to spend more time with her, cultivate your relationship, and strive to marry her back to our family."

Cheng Wudi said angrily.

"Why do you think you are so pedantic? It's not as bold as Jiang Zhao, a woman."

His eldest son knows how to read all day long, and his whole being is pedantic.

"Women should be knitters at home and show their faces outside all day. I will never marry such a woman."

Cheng Zi put down his harsh words with his father to show his determination.

He still likes a gentle and gentle woman like Jiang Lianyun.

The kind of woman who speaks softly, does not leave the door without leaving the door, obeys her father at home, and obeys her husband when married.

But his father let him marry Jiang Zhao.

Cheng Zi didn't want to discuss this matter with his father anymore, so he left the hall after leaving a word.

"Anyway, I will never marry Jiang Zhao."

Cheng Wudi put down the leg of lamb in his hand, and looked at Cheng Zi's back as he left.

"It's the other way around, and you dare to contradict me."

Cheng Wudi sat down and calculated in his mind that his son knew how to read all day long, so he was useless in reading, and he didn't have any masculinity in reading.

That's why he wanted him to marry Jiang Zhao, a daughter-in-law who was as bold as himself, so that his son could correct his character.

But who would have thought that this kid still looked down on Jiang Zhao.

It's good that Jiang Zhao didn't dislike him.

Sitting in the hall, Cheng Wudi had a headache.

He didn't want to interfere with his son's marriage, but he chose the daughters of those pedantic people.

He knew a little bit about his son's feelings. Ever since he met Jiang Ding's granddaughter at a banquet, his soul seemed to be hooked.

That Jiang Ding always talked about the person who talked about it every day, and his granddaughter must be the same.

Furthermore, there is another most important reason, the age of the emperor's draft is coming soon.

Previously, when the emperor ascended the throne, he should have been elected, but because the first emperor had just passed away not long ago, the emperor said that he would observe mourning for three years, so it was delayed for three years.

Now that the year has passed and the emperor's harem is empty, it's time to fill the country with talent.

Jiang Ding is the current Taifu, the elder of the three dynasties, his granddaughter must be in the ranks of the draft this time.

That's why Cheng Wudi asked Cheng Zi to get close to Jiang Zhao.

But the current situation is that the two of them don't see eye to eye. When the new year is over, it's almost time for the draft. What should my son do then?

It would be fine if Jiang Lianyun hadn't been chosen, but if he was chosen, wouldn't his son still refuse to marry because of her?

This is the last thing Cheng Wudi wants to see.

A heavy sigh echoed in the hall of General Shenwei's mansion.

(End of this chapter)

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