Chapter 2 The Sons of the Family

Zhang Yue, who had undergone a makeover, reclined on the bed, looking at the bowl of medicinal juice in front of him with some reluctance. He wasn't afraid of the bitter taste, but he was really worried about whether there was some messy material added to it. However, when he saw his mother Sun's concerned gaze, he had no choice but to drink the entire bowl of medicine in one go.

Seeing that his son had finished drinking the medicine, Sun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took a piece of candied fruit from the small plate next to him and stuffed it into his son's mouth, and then pressed the person to lie down, and pulled the brocade quilt on. After sitting at the head of the bed for a while, she saw that Zhang Yue seemed to be asleep, so she stood up and instructed a girl standing next to her: "Qiu Zhen, look at Yue'er, report me immediately if there is anything." ”

However, Zhang Yue in bed did not fall asleep. Suddenly experiencing such a big change, his heart was full of all kinds of questions, and there was no sleepiness at all. After thinking about it for a long time with his eyes closed, he only felt a faint pain in his skull, and knew that his mother was not there, so he simply opened his eyes.

There is a way that I don't know whether Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies or butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou. Lying like this in bed from yesterday to today, he has gradually recovered all his memories of this era. Now, Fang Jie and Zhang Yue, two people who were originally completely different, have completely merged into his body. It's just that some details can't be counted on the child's memory, and he has to inquire about it from others.

Scanning around, he saw the girl sitting on the little pestle on the edge of the bed, the face he had seen when he first woke up. She is about fourteen or fifteen years old, although she is not very stunning, but she is beautiful and lovely. At this moment, she was concentrating on an embroidery job, and her fingers moved the needle up and down deftly, but she didn't see him awake.

"Autumn marks."

Qiu Zhen came back to her senses at this time, and immediately panicked when she looked at the bed, and threw the work in her hand to the side, she stretched out her hand and gently touched Zhang Yue's forehead, and then retracted her hand to carefully examine his face, and then asked, "Why did the young master wake up so quickly?" But if there is any discomfort, if there is, the slave and maid will go and call the wife. ”

"I'm fine."

Seeing the disbelief on Qiu Zhen's face, Zhang Yue didn't feel a little headache. After a little groaning, he said like a child: "I just don't want to sleep, I want to talk to someone, isn't that okay?" ”

Qiu Zhen was suddenly a little embarrassed, thinking that Zhang Yue was in a coma a few days ago, and it was very possible that she couldn't sleep at this time, so she nodded softly. Dropping down the pine-colored sweat towel in her hand, she reached out to help Zhang Yue raise the pillow, helped the person to sit up, and then she asked, "What does the young master want to say?" ”

"Let me ask you, what's going on at home these days?"

If this is said to be boring, it will naturally have no effect, but Qiu Zhen is a child, and her parents and relatives are in this family, and she has always been a talker, so at this time I thought that Zhang Yue was just bored and panicked. Thinking that he was young, and his wife had never been strict with him, so it didn't matter if he gossiped, so she smiled and broke a few trivial things at home.

The speaker was unintentional, but Zhang Yue listened, so he listened carefully, and knocked on the side intentionally or unintentionally, and at the same time did not forget to praise a few words of autumn marks like a child, and took advantage of her pride to set out more details. By the time Autumn Scar coaxed him to lie down again, combined with the memories he had fused, he had gradually had a rough outline in his mind.

It is now the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. For this era, he is most familiar with the earth-shattering Battle of Jingjing and the bloody massacre that followed, as well as Zheng He's great achievements in going to the West seven times. It's just that Zheng He's fleet is still sailing on the ocean now, and everything else is in the past.

This is the Xiangfu Zhang family, a total of three generations. The top is the old lady Gu, and the next generation has a total of three sons. The eldest son, Zhang Xinai, is a grandson, and now the family is an official in Zhejiang with him, and he has a son and a daughter. The second son, Zhang You, is a concubine, but he holds a military position in the army, and now he is in Jiaozhi with the army. His wife, Dongfang, gave birth to two sons, and a concubine, Aunt Luo, had a daughter. Since the Dongfang clan is very good at flattering in front of her mother-in-law Gu, she is almost in charge of household affairs.

And the third son Zhang Zhuo, who is also a concubine, has a low-key temperament, and he is not a martial artist, he has always been a transparent person at home, and his wife Sun has no skills, and has never fought with others. The only son of the two, Zhang Yue, was frail and sickly when he was a child, and his body has improved when he is a little older, but he is quite confused. As a result, compared with the strong long room and the shrewd second room, the third room has almost no say in the family.

Zhang Yuezai carefully distinguished the short trivial matters of these parents, and then sighed deeply in his heart. In his previous life, he was a conscientious worker, but now it is easy to live in a rich family, and he is still a marginal person, which is really unlucky. And at his ten-year-old age, he has to pretend to be a child for a long time, which is really a long way to go.

However, when Qiu Zhen ostentatiously mentioned that he also had a cousin who was a high-ranking official in the capital, he couldn't help but be moved.

That's the British Gong Zhang Fu!

Although he only knows a little about the history of the Ming Dynasty, he also knows that Zhu Yuanzhang killed heroes indiscriminately, and the descendants of the founding fathers are only honorable, but those heroes are different, and Zhang Yu and Zhang Fu's father and son are even more different. Although Zhang Yu died in the Battle of Jingjing, Zhang Fu not only survived, but also made great achievements, and was forced to be crowned all the way from earl to Guogong. is such a prominent one, and he even has to call the old lady Gu an aunt!

After lying down again, it took him a long time to digest the information. Looking at the situation of this family, if he keeps to himself, his life will not be too bad, but does he have to be careful all his life? Now that he has been reborn, it seems that it will be thunderous to live up to this second chance.

Perhaps reborn after being reborn, Zhang Yue's injuries improved day by day. The Sun family was overjoyed, and he was not stingy in the use of medicine, but his grandmother Gu also invited a famous doctor from Kaifeng Mansion. After more than a month of recuperation, Zhang Yue finally recovered completely, and everyone in the third room was overjoyed, but he himself looked at the thin figure in the bronze mirror and had a headache.

It seems that the top priority now is to exercise well, otherwise he will not want to do anything with such a body that seems to be blown away by a gust of wind. But these are all things to consider in the future, and the first thing after looking in the mirror, Zhang Yue begged his mother Sun to take him to see his grandmother Gu.

Sun was a little hesitant: "You have just gotten better, you will raise it for two more days, and it is not too late to go and greet the old lady later." ”

"Mother, if my grandmother hadn't ordered someone to invite a famous doctor this time, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly. Since the doctor has already said that it is okay, I should naturally go. Seeing that Sun's heart was moved, Zhang Yue simply grabbed one of her hands and pleaded softly, "Mother, I am also the grandchild of the Zhang family, and you don't want people to treat me as a medicine jar all the time, right?" ”

Although there was still a trace of resentment, as soon as these words entered his ears, Sun immediately woke up. Thinking of the fact that she had made a big fuss in her mother-in-law's yard because of her son's illness, and thinking of her mother-in-law's stern admonition, her face gradually turned white unconsciously. Almost subconsciously, she squatted down and pressed her son's shoulder, nodding emphatically.

"Okay, I'll take you to the old lady!"