Chapter 1728 Uncle Wants to Hug [35]

Could it be that you have been waiting for a long time?

Thinking about it, Jing Wenbin felt apologetic, and said, "I'm really sorry to keep you waiting, I just said goodbye to Master Shen. Don't you have business to deal with? Let's go."

Master Shen felt a little apprehensive looking at the visitors. Although he was not interested in military affairs, he knew that just by looking at the military rank on a man's shoulders, he knew that this man had an extraordinary position in military administration.

Father Shen smiled dryly: "Hahahaha, Mr. Jing, this is the younger brother you just mentioned?"

"Yes." Jing Wenbin smiled, turned around and introduced to Father Shen: "Master Shen, this is my younger brother, Jing Yanxiu."

"Jing Yanxiu..."

Father Shen muttered the name, and suddenly felt that the name seemed familiar.

"Yanxiu, this is Master Shen." Jing Wenbin said, "Master Shen saved me back then."

The man beside him with an indifferent expression nodded indifferently, his long dark eyes stared at him indifferently, and his voice was calm.

"Master Shen."

Father Shen suddenly remembered the way he looked at the man, his eyes widened and he was dumbfounded, "Second, Second Lord?!"

Jing Yanxiu's name resounds throughout the province, who knows who in the three eastern provinces?

His eyes lightly fell on Shen's father, his eyes were calm and emotionless.

Jing Yanxiu stood there, the military emblem on his shoulder shimmering in the sunlight, and the light golden tassels rippling slightly with the thin pocket watch chain hanging from his heart.

After all, Shen's mother is still a woman, and she doesn't know much about these things that happened outside. Seeing her husband so frightened and shocked, she couldn't help but wonder.

Erye?

who is this?

Seeing Shen's father in such a shocked state, Jing Wenbin couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

His younger brother is well-known, and the people who are afraid of him are probably able to line up the entire Suzhou.

Jing Wenbin comforted Shen's father, "Master Shen, don't need to feel nervous. We have important matters to deal with when we come to Suzhou this time. We won't stay in Gusu for a long time. Please rest assured, Mr. Shen."

With such an evil god here, it is impossible for Father Shen, a literati who can only use pen and ink, not to be afraid.

But he felt ashamed when he heard Jing Wenbin's comforting words. He coughed lightly and was about to speak when a servant came in from outside the hall.

That servant walked up to Father Shen.

"Master, miss, please go over with your wife."

Hearing this, Father Shen paused, a little confused: "Qingqing? What did she call us to do?"

"..."

The man paused as he rubbed his pocket watch with his fingertips.

The drooping long eyelashes were slowly raised, and the dark eyes fell flatly on Father Shen.

There was no trace of calm in the eyes, faint, and no trace of emotion could be seen.

Jing Wenbin was also a little stunned, but he didn't think much about it.

Maybe Master Shen's daughter's name happens to have the same pronunciation as his sister-in-law?

Maybe it's 'lightly'.

But coincidentally, their surnames are all the same.

The servant replied: "Miss invited people from the theater troupe again today, and said that she was going to sing "The Palace of Eternal Life". I would like to invite the master and madam to listen together."

Jing Wenbin's eyes flashed.

It's strange that he also likes to listen to operas.

Now, Jing Wenbin couldn't help but look sideways at Jing Yanxiu beside him.

He found that the other party was still standing there laxly, playing with the pocket watch with his fingertips, with a cold and calm expression on his face.

He didn't speak, and didn't feel impatient.

Instead, he stood here quietly.