Chapter 220: A Love Thing

Chunshui Street is facing the back door of the prefect's yamen, many officials and officials in the various public offices are walking through this door, the sedan chairs and carriages of the family members are also in and out from here, and most of the little girls buy things to go here, over time, during the day, all kinds of stalls are set up on the street in the daytime, and there are all kinds of food, rouge gouache, noodles and mud figures, fresh melons and fruits. At the east end of the street, there are several houses, most of which are rented houses by officials of the yamen, and there are several small courtyards at the west end, which are the residences of officials such as general judges.

Zhang Yue's courtyard is also in the west, which he bought not long after taking office, and it was originally a family member who was going to accept a few houses to take refuge, but who knew that he couldn't take care of these things when he was busy, and it was empty for a long time. That evening, a carriage brought Mrs. Wu and Meng Min, who were still asleep, here. The servants of the Zhang family, who got the letter, had already cleaned the main house, put on new bedding, and burned the ondol. It wasn't until his mother was placed in the warm pavilion that Meng Min breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she hadn't woken up, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Although Du Juan and Lingxi helped, and Zhang Yue transferred the family from home to suppress the formation, the Meng family's hasty move was still similar to a rout. What is left behind, servants who give birth to dissent, scattered baggage and cages...... If it weren't for Lingxi staring closely in the account room, I am afraid that the last bit of money would not be left. The usual ability has turned into the hideousness of this time, and the loyalty of the weekdays has turned into the calculation of this time, and even on the way, there is hope that he will devote himself to the paperwork and go elsewhere. Seeing this all kinds of scenes, Zhang Yue only felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the house and the scattered slaves of his eldest uncle Zhang Xin in Nanjing.

Tossing and turning until midnight, the last box was moved into the courtyard. The house, which originally accommodated more than 20 people at most, was suddenly crammed into more than 40 people, and it suddenly seemed quite crowded and noisy. There are those who complain, those who sigh, those who are panicking, and those who are plotting to get out. Hu Qi took a group of family members around and scolded him fiercely. The noise was finally suppressed, but it couldn't help but think about it.

The kang in the other rooms will still be cold for a while, but it is still warm in the warm pavilion of the main house. Meng Min, who was physically and mentally exhausted, was already asleep on the edge of the kang, Du Juan was afraid of waking her up, so he gently covered her with a mink cloak, and ordered Red Sleeves to watch it carefully, and lifted the curtain and walked out of the house. Seeing that Zhang Yue was sitting on the chair on the left, Lingxi stood down and was silent. She understood that Zhang Yue should know another dilemma of the Meng family.

At that moment, she said bluntly: "The previous elite members of the Meng family were all taken away by Lord Meng, and those who were left behind were all family members who took refuge later, and there were not a few servants left. Nowadays, these people eat, drink, chew, and use, ten taels of silver a day may not be enough, and since people's hearts are in chaos, the small ones are stealing chickens and dogs, and the big ones are colluding with outsiders to lure wolves into the house. You'll have to discuss it with Sister Min and send some people away as soon as possible. It is useless for these people to keep them, but rather a scourge. ”

Seeing that Zhang Yue's face was very ugly, Lingxi thought for a moment and said, "Young master, don't talk about people." In fact, since the news of Lord Meng's imprisonment spread, I think the two aunts who have never had children have also moved other thoughts. If it is really like what Master Xuan said, the Marquis of Baoding is afraid of things and leaves it alone, but he is afraid of ......"

"Don't say it, I understand." Zhang Yue took a deep breath. He rubbed his face and eyes with his hands, and then raised his head, "Tomorrow, I will tell the fourth sister that those rough servants and servants who want to leave will send them away, and let them put their handprints on their guards when they leave, so as to prevent them from going out and talking nonsense." As for those servants and concubines, they all kept it first, and it was to add chaos to sending it out at this time. The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and today people can force the Meng family to move out. Maybe I'll find something else tomorrow! ”

The furnishings in the hall are extremely simple, with a map of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea pasted on the wall, and a large red lacquer case underneath, and the chairs on both sides are half-old and not new. Du Juan stepped forward and sat down on the chair on Zhang Yue's right hand, still wondering whether to say it or not. Seeing this, Lingxi quietly flashed into the room, leaving a place for them to speak.

"The hook that Daddy sent, I have some speculations. Would you like to hear it? ”

"Hmm."

"It's actually quite simple. It was the color of the hook and the tassels, one of silver and the other of red. No one can think about it. The silver is white, and the red is Zhu, and I don't know if it's my father's dumb riddle that is poorly compiled, or if I guess it poorly. ”

Zhang Yueben was a little absent-minded, but he reacted in an instant and immediately looked up. Seeing that Du Juan's eyes were looking at him, without the slightest hint of joke on his face, he suddenly gasped. Although he didn't know where Du Zhen came from, he was a little distracted when he thought of the one in 10,000 possibility.

"And your third uncle, I heard Young Master Yao mention that among the three sons of Zhang Yu, the prince of Rongguo, the eldest son is now the most virtuous prince in England, the second son is reckless and greedy, and the third son is smart but cunning. There has always been no quota for both the commanders and the commanders, and it doesn't matter if there is one more or less in Shandong, why send him, the younger brother of the British duke? He said that he came automatically, and he would go back soon, and said that the emperor was dissatisfied with the Shandong Dusi, and it was really strange to listen to this tone. ”

With a wry smile, Zhang Yue shook his head vigorously. He sent someone to the courtyard of Jinyiwei a few days ago, and he had already heard Mu Ning mention that the emperor was going to send a noble to imprison Zhu Zhanqi, the king of Shouguang, and then cut the Tiance guard of the king of Han. He originally thought that he should at least be a marquis or earl, but who would have thought that it would be Zhang Xuan. Only Mu Ning didn't tell him that the British Gong Zhang Fu went to Xuanfu to train the army, which is strange! After thinking about it for a while, he simply explained the matter to Du Juan, and only concealed the news from Jinyiwei.

"It's not surprising that the emperor sent the hall uncle to Xuanfu to use troops, and now he has sent him again, it must be because he wants to give King Shouguang of Han a disposition!"

"The two generations of the Duke of Rongguo and the King of Han are all close friends, and it is reasonable to send your third uncle, but this matter is not small, can he really handle it? Also, today you resented his intentions, although you and he are not in the same family, but you have to be careful in the future, after all, what is going on in the Meng family, it is still difficult to say now. ”

"It's hard to say it, let's talk about it later, it's late, you go to sleep first." Zhang Yue stood up and saw Du Juan's haggard face, so he added, "There is wine today and drunk today, tomorrow is sorrowful tomorrow, although this is the true nature of the Tang Dynasty, I want to learn this now!" Don't you all say that the three stinkers are Zhuge Liang, tomorrow everyone will wake up and add up, first pass the difficulties, and now have a good night's sleep! ”

Seeing that Zhang Yue stretched his waist and made a gesture of invitation to himself, Du Juan couldn't help but shake his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he picked up the curtain and went out of the house to rest. But Zhang Yue didn't leave immediately, but entered the house again. Waving his hand to signal Red Sleeves and Lingxi to step back first, he sat down on the edge of the kang and carefully looked at Meng Min, who was already asleep.

"Minmin."

He called softly, and when he saw that she hadn't woken up, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

When I saw her for the first time, I only felt that it was a down-and-out and generous daughter, and I didn't feel anything else; She was not the best at the meeting, but there was an indescribable confidence between her eyebrows and eyes; When Beijing City met her, she reminded and warned her softly and slowly, smiling and smiling; When she came to Shandong on the same road, she didn't talk to him much in a regular manner; When Wang Jiazhuang took shelter from the rain with an umbrella, he saw that she was worried about her mother; It was only when she wept bitterly that night that he realized that she was only fifteen years old......

In the previous life, he struggled to survive, and he never had the time to look for a red face in the vast sea of people; In this life, although he was in the group of fat powder as soon as he opened his eyes, the fat powder seemed to be just fat powder, most of them were like the wind blowing on the surface of the water, and only the autumn scars of amber had been accompanied for so many years, which gave him a subtle feeling. Later, he met Lord Chen Liujun and Du Juan under a strange encounter, and then met Meng Min under the special arrangement of Meng Xian and Zhang Qing.

There was no love at first sight, and at first, they were probably just curious. But people are not plants and trees after all, he still has a little temptation after all, and gradually, every strand of it becomes inextricably linked, although he knows that her father has ulterior motives, although he knows that he and her may have some obstacles, but he still likes her very much after all.

"Mother......

Meng Min muttered and moved her arm, and the mink cloak covering her back immediately slipped to the ground. Seeing this, Zhang Yue hurriedly stood up and picked it up, patted it lightly, and carefully covered her shoulders again. When he was about to leave, he suddenly found that Mrs. Wu on the kang was already awake, and her deeply sunken eyes were staring at him in a daze.

Zhang Yue was startled, and was about to speak, but saw Mrs. Wu shaking her head with difficulty, and her lips squirmed slightly. He thought she was talking, and he was about to get on the kang with one knee, but suddenly there was a sound next to him, and it was Meng Min who rubbed his eyes and sat up straight. Before he could say anything, Meng Min pounced on Mrs. Wu and screamed in surprise and joy.

"Mother, you're awake!"

"I've woken up a long time ago, I just want you to sleep a little longer!"

Although her voice was extremely low, Mrs. Wu still spoke coherently word by word. The infinitely kind gaze looked at her daughter for a while, and then she looked at Zhang Yue, who stood up again, and was both happy and disappointed in her heart. She woke up when she got into the carriage, and she could hear the sounds around her clearly, but in order not to worry her daughter anymore, she could only pretend to be asleep. She originally wanted to keep pretending, but when she just opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of Zhang Yue's gaze, she finally couldn't help it.

However, a good home has become like this, what else can she say? The words of the parents' matchmaker, even if she entrusts her daughter to Zhang Yue when she still has a breath, what is the use? Behind Zhang Yue is a big family, even if he promises to comfort himself, what is the use?

She opened her mouth, but after all, she didn't say anything, but she held her daughter's hand tightly, and then closed her eyes. Two lines of tears flowed down the high cheekbones, and the beard was cold in an instant.