In summer and autumn, the south bank of the Yangtze River is full of all kinds of simmering dampness and heat, and the locals are fine, but if they don't notice it for a while, heat stroke is still good.

Inside and outside the government of Jiangyin County, the sun is hot at noon, Chengjiang Street runs through the east and west, and many official pavilions are set up next to the official office. There were a lot of handlebar and grooms inside, lying or lying, and in the gazebo they covered their faces with hats and hoods and snoozed. It's quite comfortable to look at, but the short shirt is open, exposing the belly, it looks a little ugly, and the handfuls of black hair mixed with sticky sweat stains look even more disgusting.

"I'm tired and tired, so I said that Hebei's 'Youwuzi' came to visit."

The door of the county government was napping with a short stick, and he was suddenly woken up, with a little temper, but after looking at the appearance of the visitor, he still suppressed his temper and bowed his hand slightly: "Lang Jun is from Hebei?" ”

"It is an old friend of the Ming Mansion and a friend of Chang'an in the old days."

"Sir, come here and sit and rest, and the little one will go to Tongyu."

Invited people to the concierge to sit down, and gave a cup of tea, specially selected a clean pottery cup, the color of the tea soup is yellow and green, obviously fried tea.

The tea is cold, and it is easy to drink to relieve the heat.

"I'm tired."

"It's okay, sir, sit down, and the little one will go."

The menzi was also neatly dressed, even the beard was also taken care of, and it looked very different from the handlebar-style groom outside.

"Ah Lang, will Zhang Xianling really take us in?"

"There are not many people in the world who can still take us in, and San Lang is sure of me."

Lu Wenyuan looked for Hou Wending and settled down. We, the Lu family, want to make a comeback...... You can only count on your children and grandchildren. ”

A few elegant middle-aged people said that, but when they saw that Menzi had already run back, they came to them with a happy face and saluted: "Several, the county magistrate has come over in person!" ”

Before they could reply, one of them said aloud: "Ascension! ”

Even if he is not wearing an official robe, the aura that has been immersed in officialdom for many years still shows a lot of "official authority". Many people waiting here couldn't help but change their faces.

"Ashamed ......"

"Needless to say, I already know everything about Hebei. Even if you live in Jiangyin, if you want to become naturalized, it doesn't matter much, add a few pages to the house. ”

Zhang Daan patted the other party's shoulder vigorously, "Don't think too much, stay in Jiangyin first, turn around more, and then think about Ansheng." ”

"Thank you ......"

"Why bother to say thank you, when I was in Chang'an, I shared a pistachio with you, and what I asked for was not a word of thanks, but that I Zhang Da'an made you a friend of Lu Zhaolin."

Hearing Zhang Da'an speak like this, Lu Zhaolin was sad for a while, and when the tears fell, he arched his hand vigorously from Zhang Da'an.

After settling this group of Lu clansmen to live, Zhang Da'an didn't ask what happened in Hebei. The tragedy is said over and over again, but it makes it difficult for people to get out of the sadness.

"In extraordinary times, I will grieve you."

Zhang Da'an forged their origins, but it was not forged, because the person who guaranteed these identity documents was the patriarch of the Zhang clan in Jiangshui.

A few old men re-made a heel for Lu Zhaolin and them, saying that the former Sui had fled from Youzhou. If you want to check this kind of thing, it's not very easy to check. Coupled with the old man of the Zhang family in Jiangshui as a guarantor, that is to say what is what.

didn't let them change their surnames, just blurred their heels, and didn't mention how the county looked.

Of course, the Lu family worships Lu Zhi or who he worships behind closed doors, so there is no need to care, people worship their ancestors behind closed doors, and outsiders are not easy to say.

"If it happens, won't it be a ...... impact?"

"It's going to happen."

Zhang Da'an shook his head and comforted Lu Zhaolin, "The one who guarantees you is the elder of my Zhang clan, I have asked Brother Wuhan about this matter, and he agreed." Moreover, my sister-in-law is extremely delicate and will not make any mistakes. ”

"Sister-in-law?"

"Hmm."

For Li Zhier, Zhang Da'an can only keep silent, even if Lu Zhaolin and them see Li Zhier, they will not know that this "sister-in-law" is actually Her Royal Highness Princess Anping, the daughter of the empress.

When Zhang Da'an found out, he was almost scared. Of course, he has urinated in Wuhan I don't know how many times...... His brother is really incomprehensible. If the matter is revealed...... Of course, the matter will not be revealed, Zhang Da'an believes that even if his brother is willing to expose this matter, I am afraid that if it is not for the emperor and His Majesty the emperor, he will not be willing.

When he saw Li Zhi'er, Lu Zhao's neighbors and the children of the Lu family were very surprised, they thought that Zhang De's virtuous helper was the girl of the Xu family in Huzhou. But when you look at Li Zhier, that kind of wild is obviously not Huzhou flavor.

What's even more exaggerated is that Li Zhier actually has a child next to her, and she looks not young.

Could it be that Zhang Liangfeng likes a wife?

Such a thought popped up in Lu Zhaolin's head, but when he thought of the bandit name of "Chang'an Young Girl Crazy Demon" back then, this was far from the truth.

"Little brother Lu Zhaolin, I have seen my sister-in-law."

The children of the Lu family who saluted with Lu Zhaolin were also confused, they never thought that Zhang De would have a wife in Jiangyin?

"You Lu clan are just following the old path of the Wang clan. Prosperity must decline, sooner or later, there will be such a thing. ”

Li Zhi'er spoke casually, and looked at the Lu family's disciples and said, "In the changing world, the survival of the fittest, now that the Langya Wang family can take advantage of the situation to come back, you don't have to feel sorry for yourself." There is a way, Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. ”

“……”

The Lu family was stunned for a moment, they thought that this Zhang family woman would say a lot of things, but they didn't expect her to say such things.

This kind of truth can also be understood by the woman in the house?

"Don't think that your sister-in-law is an ordinary housewife, Zhang's business here, as well as Suzhou, Changzhou and other states and counties, should be decided by your sister-in-law. In terms of practice, ordinary county orders are not even as good as one-twelfth of her. ”

Li Zhier's business is endless, and the strong woman style she has experienced has never relied on her natural wealth. The little bit of luxury of the royal family has long been returned.

"A-Niang, can you go out and play?"

"You're done with your homework?"

"Of course, I did it early in the morning."

"Really? Twenty arithmetic problems, seven kinds of handwriting, your calligraphy is good. ”

“……”

Syllable!

The backhand was a slap in the face, and Li Zhier aimed at Zhang Cang: "You are not as good as Zhang Wei too much, do you think that everything will be fine if you are the eldest son?" You're not going to care about that. ”

"I was wrong."

"If you know your mistakes, you have to change them."

"Yes......"

Obviously, she was just a mother to teach her son, but Lu Zhaolin and others always felt that their backs were numb and the amount of information was too much, so it was better not to come to Jiangyin if they knew it.

What is a firstborn son? What is Zhang Wei called? What do you mean? Zhang De has all his sons? And not one? And not in one place?

Not far away, Uncle Tan watched Li Zhi'er teach Zhang Cang a lesson, and didn't say anything, but when Zhang Cang turned around, he said, "Do you want to redo your homework?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Cang nodded, covered his face and looked up at Uncle Tan: "Grandpa, did Aya do his homework when he was a child?" ”

Hearing him ask, Uncle Tan seemed to be thinking about the past, and only after a while did he say: "When your father was your age, he was teaching his brothers of the same generation to read. It's all other people doing the homework he assigns. ”

“……”