Zheng's arrival comforted Zhang Changzong's pain of losing his mother. Not only did he feel a little relieved, but his life also cheered up. In life, even the amount of drinking porridge and eating fruits and vegetables doubled, and finally returned to his normal appetite.

The weather was cold and after using the meal, he took Baoning back to the house. The place where Mrs. Zheng lived was cleaned up. Naturally, she lived with Xue Chongxiu in the courtyard of the sixth bedroom. Baoning was next door to her, Zhang Changzong... Before she could filial piety, she continued to sleep in Qinglu.

Then, the sister-in-law and the others came over to talk to Zheng for a while, worried that Zheng would be exhausted on the journey and were filial to him, so they did not sit for a long time. They only sat for half an hour before going back.

Baoning was already asleep, and only Xue Chongxiu and Zhang Changzong were left with him. Xue Chongxiu was so smart that she was alone. She used the excuse to take the child to sleep and retreat, and wanted to leave the space for Zheng and Zhang Changzong to talk. Unexpectedly, Zheng said, "Let the child come over. I have something to do and want to talk to you."

Xue Chongxiu was slightly stunned. She thought Zheng was afraid that she didn't want her to be present, so she guessed wrongly. Xue Chongxiu nodded and agreed: "Okay, ma'am, wait a moment, I'll hand Baoning to the wet nurse."

As he said that, he asked someone to call the wet nurse who was waiting. Zhang Changzong looked at his daughter's sleeping little face lovingly, and turned to Zheng and said, "Actually, if it's for the sake of the master, the wife doesn't need to go there. In this cold weather, what if you have something, what should you do if you ask your disciples and master?"

Zheng shook his head and said warmly: "It's not for Wan'er's business. Although I'm a little disappointed with her approach and choices, I know that you are the most soft-hearted. You may be a little lost and sad, but you will never abandon your master and ignore him, right?"

The old lady is clear and clear, and there is nothing to hide from her. Zhang Changzong smiled and nodded. He couldn't see it himself. Of course, he didn't know how gentle his smile was: "This is natural. The relationship between our master and disciple, who has been supporting each other in the deep palace since we were four years old, cannot be affected by a little little thing! Moreover, the reason why Master did this was selfish, but more for me, she thought I would still have a good future after the new emperor ascended the throne, but for me, I just wanted Master to live a comfortable life and leave the palace she hated and loved. However, obviously, Master is not my idea, so don't rush, just communicate slowly."

Shangguan Wan'er is his master. He has been his master since he was four years old, but Shangguan Wan'er is still a living person with her own temperament and preferences. They influence each other, but they are not controlled by them. He cannot control Master Wan'er. This is a living person, not a puppet, and it is impossible to obey his mercy.

Speaking of this, Zhang Changzong paused, looked at Mrs. Zheng, and asked with a smile: "Don't worry, if you understand Master in this world, your disciple will definitely be the first place. What did Master think and why did you do this? I probably know in my heart. In the end, I am not strong enough to make Master rely on me. Perhaps, my master has never learned to rely on anyone. She has been relying on herself all the way. It doesn't matter. I will continue to work hard to let her learn to rely on me. If there is something, the disciple will not understand the problem. Master is also working hard."

At the end of the story, he didn't forget to complain about his Master Wan'er. Zheng smiled, looked at Zhang Changzong with complicated eyes, and sighed: "I have always thought that it is her blessing for Wan'er to accept you as a disciple. Now it seems that it is indeed true."

"Madam is too rewarding. It is also a blessing for disciples to be masters. In fact, we have achieved each other's success, so we don't need to thank you."

Zhang Changzong didn't care. Although etiquette represents respect, sometimes too much etiquette also represents reproduction. He, Master Wan'er, and Mrs. Zheng don't need these, they are a family.

Zheng smiled faintly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "When Wan'er was young, in order to teach her to become a talent, I treated her very strictly. We were called mother and daughter, but in fact we were not close. I also recalled this time that if you were in Beijing, she might say to you, but she would not say anything to me. So, Liulang, can your master...madam entrust it to you?"

Zhang Changzong naturally would not refuse and responded seriously: "It's not just the master, but the wife is also mine! The disciples will not only be responsible for you, but also my descendants are supported by generations behind you. Don't worry, my wife."

Zheng smiled, with a relaxed look in his warm smile, and said, "In this way, everything depends on Liulang. The wife is old and wants to support her and enjoy her happiness, so how are you doing?"

"What's up?"

Zhang Changzong didn't react at first, but Zheng didn't say anything. Zhang Changzong slapped his forehead and remembered it, and was surprised: "How did Madam know?"

Zheng smiled and said, "Although my wife is old, she is not blind and her ears are not deaf. You have never avoided me. Although you don't know what you are doing, you can guess one or two."

Zhang Changzong smiled and touched his head, and then, under Mrs. Zheng's smiling gaze, he kept his hands properly, sat properly, straightened his spine, and sat upright, so he could be a model of etiquette.

It happened that Xue Chongxiu let the child come over. Seeing the smile on the corner of Mrs. Zheng’s mouth bent again, Zhang Changzong quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said, “In recent years, the disciples have been busy leading troops to fight. Xiu'er is in charge of these matters. Let Xiu'er introduce them to the wife!”

Xue Chongxiu sat down, nodded after hearing it, and said softly about what she had done over the years—

In recent years, in the northern Xinjiang, their fleet used Tianjin as the wharf, opened the two routes of Silla, Baekje, and Japan Fusang. With sporadic sailors, they set off from Quanzhou Port and went further away.

The personnel and affairs under the two of them, a single warehouse and cabinet shop, can be compared to the great merchants who are of the Tang Dynasty, and now they have profits from navigation. If you compare some small countries, it is okay to say that wealth is as good as a country.

Of course, business trade is not the original intention of Zhang Changzong and Xue Chongxiu. Their ultimate goal is to build a base area, which does not have to be too large. If the population is large, it will be difficult to manage; it cannot be too small. If it is small, it will not be strategic in depth, which will be detrimental to one's own side.

Xue Chongxiu said: "In recent years, our work is mainly divided into two parts. One is to deeply cultivate northern Xinjiang, and the other is to develop the coastal areas to prepare for the future landing. Northern Xinjiang is responsible for A Rong, the subordinate of Liulang, who is under Liulang, and the mass base is good. If Liulang is willing, he can pull away many people by calling. As for the island, there are only a few candidates at present, but the specific details are still being explored. After all, we have limited manpower and need to wait until the family is mourning to finish before we can operate it."

Zheng's eyes were filled with bright eyes when she heard this. She was not an ordinary person. She could piece together the overall situation by just a few words. After hearing this, she asked: "Operation?"

"right!"
Chapter completed!