Zhang Juling was silent and his heart sank.
She is so sick and a woman, and she can't get in the way of anything... Who is it?
He actually wanted her life.
He sat in a ring chair and took a tea, casually glanced at the ginseng health pills.
Shuming stood at the door waiting, and he didn't dare to come out.
He started serving the young master at the age of seven or eight, and understood his temper best. The more angry he became, the calmer he was.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, his smile was very gentle, but his eyes were full of gloom.
I can't figure out what he was thinking.
Seeing that he had been silent, Song Yan knew it was inconvenient, and did not ask questions. He smiled and asked something else: "How is your grandfather's health?"
Do you still hurt your waist and legs during rainy season?”
"I have already prepared all thanks to your care."
Zhang Juling said, "I came to Kyoto, and my grandfather asked me to take care of you for him."
Song Yan waved his hand: "When people are old, what else is there to be good or not?
But you didn't say anything. If you hadn't come here today, I wouldn't have known that you were coming to Kyoto."
Zhang Juling smiled: "...I came to participate in the provincial examination in Chunshang. Time was a bit tight, and I didn't even go back to my home in Gu'an this trip.
Live only in my mentor’s residence.”
"A good boy, a promising one."
Song Yan praised: "Your grandfather often wrote to me and mentioned you, saying that you can bring honor to the Zhang family's ancestors."
Zhang Juling smiled politely but didn't answer.
He reached out and picked up the ginseng health pills on the table, put them in the brocade box, and placed them at the cuff.
The two of them said a while, and Zhang Juling said goodbye and left.
He asked Shuming to drive a carriage to Liuxiang Hutong. He remembered that Zhang Juning opened a teahouse there. Since he had come out, it would be a pity that he, the elder brother, wouldn't it be a pity...
Liuxiang Hutong is wider than ordinary alleys and 160 meters long. It is connected to the Confucius Temple in the Imperial College in the east and to Yonghe Palace Street in the west.
The road is paved with bluestone slabs, and the houses are lined up, and everything is done.
Young people wearing straight clothes or straight skirts walked towards the bookstore in groups, mostly students from all over the country who came to participate in the provincial examination.
Shuming drove the carriage and passed Xinghualou Restaurant and stopped steadily.
Zhang Juling took the curtain and walked out of the carriage. What caught his eye was a double-eaved and rest-topped building with two-story blue bricks and green tiles, and eye-catching red lanterns hung on all four corners.
There are three big words written on the black plaque that is facing you - Mantingchun.
It's Zhang Mansion's teahouse.
"Zhang Laosan."
Just as Zhang Juling was about to raise his foot in, he heard someone calling him, and turned around and found that it was Yang Ruo.
Behind him was a young man in a jade-colored, slightly lower than Yang Ruo and looked quite handsome.
“…Why are you willing to stop studying?”
Yang Ruo joked with him.
While talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of Zhang Juling.
"Come out and do business."
Zhang Juling is still cherishing his words as gold.
Yang Ruo's eyes blinked and introduced to Zhang Juling: "The little marquis of the Yongkang Marquis' Mansion, Xu Pei."
Then he introduced Zhang Juling.
Xu Pei is the eldest son of the Marquis of Yongkang. He was born to represent the title of the Marquis' Mansion in the future, so he was naturally arrogant.
He is different from all the people in the world who have passed the imperial examination by studying. Someone rushed to send him what he wanted.
The two of them bowed one after another, and after a few polite words, Zhang Juning got the news and greeted him with a smile.
He looks completely different from Zhang Juling, with a pair of big triangular eyes, very tall and burly.
"Oh, third brother, why don't you say it in advance if you want to come?"
Zhang Juning asked enthusiastically and immediately turned around and saluted: "Little Marquis, Young Master Yang... You are here, the shop is so full of glory."
Xu Pei frowned slightly, and was much more flattered. He hated the smoothness that businessmen showed.
But he was well educated and refused to say anything.
Yang Ruo glanced at Zhang Juling and laughed: "The eldest young master misunderstood. The young marquis and I booked a room to drink in Xinghua Building next door early in the morning. We happened to meet Su Zhi... If you don't mind, I want to call Su Zhi to come with you."
"Of course, of course."
Zhang Juning felt his face a little hot.
Does he mind or not mind help?
Yang Ruo is a famous talented man in Kyoto, and his father is also a cabinet master.
As for Xu Pei, he couldn't afford to offend him.
He was speechless in front of them.
It's really embarrassing.
The third brother is also capable and makes friends with them without saying a word.
“Brother.
Then let's go first."
This is the first sentence Zhang Juling said when he saw Zhang Juning.
Chapter completed!