Zhang Juling only came back during dinner, and most of her filial piety clothes were wet.
"Husband..."
Gu Han sat on the couch with Dahong Ying pillow on Xiangfei, handed over the bowl in his hand, and smiled and said, "Drink some hot tea to warm your body."
Zhang Juling said "um" and did not answer, but took a few sips with her hand, "I'll go change my clothes."
As he spoke, he got up and opened the red sandalwood welcoming wardrobe.
Gu Han turned around and looked at him, saying, "Please take that crescent white muslin deer-patterned summer robe. I just made it a while ago. If I don't wear it, it should be thin."
"good."
Zhang Juling agreed.
However, a report from the little girl came from outside the door, saying that Young Master Yang had come.
"Let him go to the study and wait first."
Zhang Juling said loudly and took his clothes to the clean room.
Yang Ruo hasn't left yet?
Gu Han was stunned for a moment. She looked at the sky outside, it was so dark... she thought he had left long ago.
The night is rich and the wind is cool.
The air that just rained was very pleasant, with the fragrance of the soil.
When Zhang Juling entered the study, Yang Ruol was sitting in the study and drinking tea.
"...Shuzhi, your tea leaves are good, and they taste very good when you drink them. Let me go back and give me a pack."
Zhang Juling sat down opposite him, filled himself with cups of tea, and asked him, "Do you really want it?"
Yang Ruo nodded, "Of course."
Zhang Juling coughed lightly and told the servant standing on one side: "Give Lord Yang half a pound of Junshan Silver Needle from last year."
The servant took the order and left.
"Chen Cha?"
Yang Ruo was shocked and looked down at the dark brown tea, "It doesn't look like it when you drink it..."
Zhang Juling smiled and looked at him and said, "You can drink it as a new tea."
Yang Ruo leaned against the back of the chair, and his tall body was buried in the ring chair without bones. His peach blossom eyes bent, "No matter whether he has new or old tea, as long as he drinks it well, I don't care."
The north wind blew into the house through the open inner window, and the candlelight flashed and dark.
Yang Ruo has always been a person who does his own things and has no taboos, and Zhang Juling doesn't mind.
After three cups of tea, he asked him, "What are you here to do?"
"No."
Yang Ruo shook his head, "I came here at Zhang Juning's funeral."
He glanced at Zhang Juling and said, "The pine branches and knurled edges embroidered on the collar of your robe... are very exquisite."
Zhang Juling picked up the teapot and filled him with a cup of tea, "My wife embroidered it."
He added: "This robe is made for me from beginning to end by my wife."
"Hey, hey..." Yang Ruo couldn't even drink the tea when he heard it, "I said Zhang Laosan, you can't bully people like this. Your wife is so kind, just taste it yourself, why do you even say it and make others envious... I'm not married yet, and I don't even talk about taking care of my brothers' emotions.
It's boring."
The words were said, but a fresh feeling surged in my heart.
Gu Han is smart and very accurate in judging people. He reminded him twice, and it was fulfilled every time... The advice he gave is more vision than his father and himself.
It's a pity that such a person is serving her husband at home and embroidering and tailoring clothes.
Zhang Juling looked at him and remained indifferent: "You?
The reason why you don’t want to be a dignified top scholar… If you spit a little, girls in Kyoto will marry into the Yang family.”
"Stop."
Yang Ruo sat upright and waved his hand: "Let's not talk, okay?"
He sat upright and took a sip of hot tea: "I'll tell you another thing."
"What?"
Zhang Juling looked up at him.
“…Xu Pei has become an official.”
Yang Ruo's eyes were unclear, "The emperor directly gave him the official position of the fourth-rank Dali Temple Right Shaoqing..."
"The Right Shaoqing of Dali Temple?"
Zhang Juling repeated, "Those who have rules are also ruled.
Dali Temple is a place where real power is."
"Who said no?"
Yang Ruo replied: "...After all the time, he is still favored by the emperor."
When he thought of the counselor who had bribed Xu Pei's father, Li Fang... his spine became cold afterwards.
It's not sure where Xu Pei is waiting to stab the Yang family.
"Xu Pei is not upright, so don't contact him too much."
Zhang Juling advised his friends, "The Yongkang Marquis' Mansion has been favored by the emperor for all generations, and we can't afford to fight with him."
"...I won't fight him."
Yang Ruo narrowed his eyes, "But I won't let him make things difficult for the Yang family."
Zhang Juling didn't say anything.
Yang Ruo thought about what Zhang Juling said just now and asked: "Where did you know that Xu Pei has a bad mind?
Did you hear from others?”
"Listen to others?"
Zhang Juling was stunned: "Who will tell me?"
What Yang Ruo asked was really strange.
"No..." Yang Ruo fooled: "I'm just asking nonsense."
He thought Gu Han had told Zhang Juling that he had also told him, but looking at Zhang Juling's reaction, he was afraid he didn't say it.
But Zhang Juling didn't believe him.
He knew Yang Ruo’s character clearly. He looked at him indifferent to him, but in fact he was buried in his heart.
How could he ask before he figured out the matter?
The two of them said a few more gossips. It was almost Wu's time, and Yang Ruo was not eating for him, so Zhang Juling sent Yang Ruo out of the mansion.
After getting on the carriage, Yang Ruo remembered that he forgot to ask Zhang Juning about it... He also felt strange, why did he die suddenly?
Yang Ruo thought for a while, but felt that he couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
The left and right are not important people, just die.
After most of July, Zhang Heng was going back to Jingzhou. Before leaving, he asked Zhang Juling to speak to Changle Pavilion.
The grandfather and grandson did not ask the servants to serve them, and sat for several hours.
The house was closed, and I don't know what they said.
I only know that when Zhang Heng led his two sons to the carriage, the expression on his face was quite kind.
Zhang Juling and Gu Han went to see him off. When he walked to the screen wall, Zhang Juling said, "Don't worry, grandfather.
My grandson promises you that you will do it.”
"well!"
Zhang Heng patted his grandson on the shoulder. What he and Ling Ge'er said was nothing more than brothers and resonance with the family... He himself understood the most. He was stubborn and could not even pull back the things he decided on. He did whatever he wanted to achieve his goal... However, it was the most filial and committed.
He threatened him with himself, asking his brothers to work together and resonate with the family... Although he was happy in his heart, he agreed in his mouth, that is, he agreed in his heart.
This approach is very despicable, but the Zhang family should be united and run forward together.
Brothers are tragic, fathers and sons are against each other... let's forget it.
If such a thing really happens, Ge Ling'er's career will be completely completed.
As the leaves fall one after another, the trees begin to become bare, the sky is high and far, and autumn is coming.
Wang didn't know where the news came from and began to doubt the cause of Zhang Juning's death... He called Gu Han over and asked questions every few days, trying to find something out from her mouth.
Gu Han really didn't know, so when Wang asked, she shook her head and asked no questions.
Seeing that Wang really couldn't ask anything, he felt unwilling to give up, so he gave up.
In the third month of the Lunar New Year, Gu Xi married to the Luo family in Changping.
A few days before she got married, Gu Han went back and brought her some silver notes to protect herself.
Among the Gu sisters, Gu Qingding gave Wang Zhiyuan, the eldest son of Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion.
Chapter completed!