The candlelight jumps, the night wind swept in, and the study room was so quiet, as if the human heart was also quiet.
Zhang Juling stood sideways, his spine straight.
He was grateful to Lord Gu’s actions but did not agree with them.
He has worked hard to endure for so many years, and has never slacked off his studies at all... But his biological mother was ridiculed and suppressed by her legitimate mother for failing the exam, and she died of serious illness without any medicine.
"I met your father in the court yesterday and chatted for a few words. He had a high hope for your legitimate brother..." Gu Lin paused slightly and asked, "Do your father know that you came to Kyoto from Jingzhou?"
Zhang Juling shook his head and said in a low tone: "I didn't tell him."
After a while, he explained: "I lived in Jingzhou since I was a child and grew up with my grandfather and had no feelings for my father."
"The blood relationship between father and son is indelible."
Gu Lin sat on the chair of the Grand Master and advised him: "...You should know him and say that I and you got the same thing as before and asked you to stay for a few days."
Zhang Juling was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Gu Lin took a few more words to test him for his skills. Seeing that his answers were serene, he knew that he would be the top of the juren this year.
A servant came in and replied, saying that the old lady had prepared dinner in the side hall and asked the two of them to come over.
Zhang Juling refused on the grounds that he came after dinner.
Gu Lin did not keep him, and waved his hand to retreat.
A full moon rose in the night sky, bright and bright, sprinkling infinite brilliance.
The meals of the old couple are very light, mostly steamed.
After ate two bites of corn and chicken porridge, Wu felt that the taste was fresh and tender, so he instructed the girl to scoop a bowl for her husband.
"...Yongli, what do you think of the child who is Juling?"
Yongli is Gu Lin's name. When there is no one else, Wu would call him this.
Gu Lin said without hesitation: "The material of pillars."
Wu said "um", picked up a chopstick of carp and put it in a bowl, and started eating.
"Why did you suddenly ask him?"
Gu Lin looked at his wife unexpectedly.
"I think that the granddaughters in our family are all at the age of kissing... Especially Sister Han, I feel most sorry for her."
When Gu Lin heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Zhang Juling is talented, but he is too smart... I'm afraid he is not a good match.
Besides, it’s not the time.”
"Um?"
Wu was quite surprised at her husband's statement: "Isn't it good to be smart?"
"When you are extremely smart, you will develop endless desires and ambitions, and then you will never give up until you achieve your goal. Such people are born politicians."
Gu Lin took a sip of wine: "How many politicians have a good ending for hundreds of years?"
"... Then do you still say he is a pillar of the country?"
Gu Lin's turbid eyes suddenly became clear, "I have read his test paper and also tested his skills. Every word and sentence is about Dingguo.
If such intelligence is really used to serve the country and the people, can't it be called a pillar of the country?"
Wu said "Oh" and felt deeply regretful: "What a pity."
"What a pity?"
Gu Lin smiled and said, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so don't worry about it."
"Others are fine, only Sister Han... She has been raised with medicinal food since she was born. It took so much effort. Sun is also cowardly... If we don't protect us, the second room will be defeated."
"What's the defeat?"
Gu Lin rarely takes it seriously: "Brother Nuan is not very capable."
Wu sighed, still with a look of worry.
There were girls serving in the room, the mothers were quietly, and the masters were talking, but no one dared to interrupt.
When he was sleeping at night, Wu suddenly remembered the few pieces of cloud brocades he had packed out in the warehouse. They were awarded in the palace in the early years. She was old and could not wear such gorgeous colors. So she called Zhou Kui and ordered: "Tomorrow, let someone divide the few cloud brocades into each room and let them make some clothes for their sisters."
Zhou Yu should have said, and smiled and said, "You still feel sorry for all the ladies."
Wu also laughed: "When you feel sad or not, it's secondly. You are all ages like a delicate flower, so you should dress up happily."
“Yes, you’re right.”
Zhou Yu reached out and put down the curtain.
The next morning.
Zhou Yu found three girls including Caiqin and asked them to send Yunjin.
Caiqin is a second-class girl with Lingboyuan's face. Zhao is also polite to her. After getting this job, he was the first to go to the big room.
Zhao set rules for the aunts in Ningyuan. When she saw Caiqin coming, she asked someone to put tea in the flower hall and she went to accompany her in person.
“…Thank you, Madam.”
Caiqin was happy and flattered. She came to the big room right. Look at how much the eldest lady gave her face.
"I'm not sure, sit down quickly. These are the pastries you like to eat and try them."
Zhao wore a dark red elixir pattern dress, which was embroidered with gold thread, which was extremely noble.
Caiqin thanked him again, pinched a piece of walnut crisp, took a bite, and praised, "It's so delicious."
"Yeah?"
Zhao smiled generously: "Just like it."
Caiqin wanted to thank him again, but was stopped by Zhao, "Isn't you tired after saying a few words?
Sit well.”
She smiled and said, "I'm a worrying life... I don't point to what you can do, I'll just take care of the old lady and be satisfied."
"The eldest lady is really filial. When I go back, I will definitely tell you what you think."
Zhao's smile became deeper, "It's still the girl who picks the Qin to understand the truth."
After saying that, he kindly said: "The tea is Biluochun. You can take a sip of the spring tea that has just arrived this year."
"I don't understand this, I only know your things, no matter what, they must be good."
Caiqin was quick-talking and said, "The old lady's place is pretty good. When she got better, she was even energetic. Last night, she discussed Miss Six's marriage with the master and thought Mr. Zhang was very suitable."
"Zhang Juling?"
Zhao's eyebrows hopped.
"Yes, but the master said it's not time yet, so I won't think about it for now."
After hearing this, Zhao no longer wanted to chat with Caiqin. Zhang Juling was her son-in-law, so why did she be partial to the second wife?
No, she must find a way to stop it.
"Miao'er, you talk to Miss Caiqin, I'll go see a few concubines."
Her eyes rolled and she called her close-fitting girl over.
Picking the piano is to serve the old lady. She finally got it to her, so of course she had to make good use of it. She also pointed to know the old lady's movements from her mouth.
Miao'er agreed and sat down next to Caiqin.
Zhao led his confidant Yang Po-zi straight into the inner room, and his face was gloomy all the way.
"Madam, don't you be anxious. Didn't the master say that it's not time?"
Mrs. Yang is wearing a brown length, short and fat.
"Oh, you don't understand.
My mother-in-law has always loved Sister Han. If she has thought about it, she will probably be inseparable."
Zhao took the big red peony satin pillow and sat on the Arhat bed.
“No.”
Mrs. Yang said, "Miss Liu is sick and looks like a shameless person. You don't have to worry."
"Sick?"
Zhao's inspiration flashed and said to himself: "She is also sick, so why not worsen it?"
“What’s aggravated?”
Pooh Yang didn't hear it clearly and asked again.
"Of course it's aggravated the condition."
Chapter completed!