As soon as Gu Lin returned to the Ministry of Justice, Yang Ruo came to find him.
"...Mr. Gu, what does the emperor say about my father's affairs?"
Gu Lin shook his head and told the truth.
Yang Ruo's face was silent, but his hands under his long sleeves were clenched into fists.
He thought of the mother and son in the Yang family courtyard, and his peach blossom eyes were dark and burning.
At the hour of Youwu, Zhang Juling came out of the yamen, but met Yang Ruo at the gate of Wu.
"Yuexi."
Zhang Juling walked up to him: "Where are you going?"
Yang Ruo, who had always been in a carriage, was leading a horse.
"go home."
Yang Ruo patted his horse's back and asked him: "Where are you?"
“…I’ll go home too.”
Shuming interrupted, "Young Master, let's hurry up... When I came out of the mansion in the morning, the young lady was still angry."
"What's wrong with her?"
Even though he knew he shouldn't have spoken too much, Yang Ruo couldn't help asking.
"fine."
Zhang Juling glanced at him.
Yang Ruo said "um" and looked at Zhang Juling.
The horse flew on the body and drove away.
"Young Master?"
Shuming took a few steps, looked back at Zhang Juling still in place, and said, "Young Master, Lord Yang has gone far..."
Zhang Juling didn't say anything, looking calm, but his eyes were as heavy as the night.
He always felt that Yang Ruo's attitude towards his wife was a little strange, and he was vaguely hiding careful care.
This made him feel uncomfortable...
But Yang Ruo did not do anything, and even had few opportunities to meet his wife.
Maybe he is too sensitive.
The sunset is setting, and the sunset is filled with the sky.
Gu Han is making cloth boots for Zhang Juling, and one of them has been made.
As soon as Zhang Juling entered the west, he saw his wife sitting on the Xiangfei Demon, stitching each stitch at a very serious level.
It seemed that he didn't notice him.
"Han'er."
Zhang Juling took off the three liang and put it on the long table, and talked to her: "I'm back."
Gu Han said "yes" and didn't raise his head. He finished with two more needles on the side.
It seems that Shuming said it is true, and his wife is really angry... She would come out to greet him when she heard his footsteps.
Zhang Juling sat beside Gu Han and said softly: "It's getting dark, let's take a break.
Careful eyes are uncomfortable.”
Gu Han quickly tied the knot, took scissors to cut the cotton rope, and handed Zhang Juling a cloth boot made in the basket: "Try it and see if it fits."
“It’s a great job.”
Zhang Juling took off his forehead boots, put on his cloth boots, took two steps, and praised: "It's not big or small, it's very comfortable.
The fabric and dark patterns are also good-looking.
Han'er's hands are so clever."
He sincerely praised his wife and also pleased her.
Zhang Juling didn't know how to coax his wife so much that she didn't get angry, but it was always right to please her.
Gu Han smiled: "...Not as good as you said."
When Zhang Juling saw his wife laughing, he bent down and kissed her forehead: "In my eyes, you will be fine no matter what you do."
Gu Han's face turned red, he reached out to put his arm around his neck, rubbing it with a close eye.
No words.
Zhang Juling took the opportunity to hold her in her arms: "What's wrong?"
"miss you."
Gu Han felt aggrieved: "You didn't come back last night... I can't even sleep."
His voice is soft and sarcastic, and he acts with an unknown spoiled person.
Zhang Juling was so soft-hearted that he held her face and kissed her again: "Be good, I'm sorry."
"Then you..."
Gu Han was only half said.
Zhang Juling alertly answered: "There will be no next time such a thing."
“…Husband is so nice.”
Gu Han kissed him on the lips as if he was rewarded.
"Don't be angry?"
Zhang Juling teased her.
"I don't."
Gu Han looked up and his apricot eyes widened.
Why did she get angry?
Zhang Juling smiled and stopped continuing the topic just now. He took the crescent white dress that he was wearing homely and went to the clean room to change it.
The room of Nishiji was a little dark, but the couch in Xiangfei, which was close to the inner window, was dyed pink by the sunset.
The open inner window shaped directly into the corridor, as if two more doors were built out of thin air.
It is also inlaid with gold edges, with brilliant golden light and particularly dazzling.
Qiaoling came in and lit candles and ate dinner during the Western Conference.
Xiangfei set a kang table on the long couch, and the couple sat opposite each other.
"Husband, the Pan family is here to propose marriage during the day. Mrs. Wuding came in person. My mother is very happy..." Gu Han scooped half a bowl of egg custard and brought it to eat it himself. "The fourth sister is blessed to ask for a kindness and get a kindness."
Zhang Juling fed the peeled lobster to Gu Han and said, "Fate is determined by hers, so there is no need to ask for it."
It's not hers, no matter what, it's useless."
Gu Han nodded, thinking that what Zhang Juling said made sense.
Zhang Juling had a good appetite, so he ate two bowls of rice with the dishes before stopping. As soon as he looked up, he saw his wife slowly blowing the custard... a small spoonful, and he swallowed it several times before he finished eating.
He asked her: "Do you... don't like eating egg custard?"
Gu Han glanced at him, "It's okay."
Zhang Juling smiled and said, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat it, don't force it."
Gu Han bent his apricot eyes and immediately put down the bowl.
The egg custard is not bad, but it can't help but eat it every day... She thinks that if she eats it for a while, she might turn into an egg when she wakes up.
Taohong stood aside and hurriedly said, "...Mrs. Young Madam, Doctor Song instructed that egg custard is the most nutritious and easiest to absorb... You have to eat more."
Gu Han's mouth sagged, "Husband..."
The elongated tone is surprisingly cute.
Zhang Juling coughed, and his wife looked at him with black eyes open. The meaning of asking for help was too obvious.
There is no way to refuse.
He actually agreed with Dr. Song’s statement, but his wife’s expression was really pitiful… He thought silently for a while in his heart, and then said, “Don’t eat it for the time being tonight.”
He should be more considerate of his hard work as a pregnant woman.
Taohong smiled and said "yes".
Gu Han was immediately overjoyed when he got the permission of two people and became energetic: "Husband, I want to eat sweet and sour tenderloin."
Zhang Juling looked at the dishes placed in front of her and picked up a chopstick for her, "I like to eat it?"
Gu Han nodded heavily: "It's sour and sweet, it's best for my taste."
“…Then eat more.”
At this time, Xier from Wang's room came over and said that Wang asked them to come over.
Gu Han was stunned for a moment. What did Wang ask them to do... Even for Zhang Jusi's business, it would have to be tomorrow.
It was dark outside.
Gu Han got up to cleanse his hands and went to the Osmanthus Garden with Zhang Juling.
The Osmanthus Garden is brightly lit.
As soon as Gu Han walked in, he found that Zhang Xiu, Zhang Juan and Ning were also there.
The couple bowed their bodies and sat on an empty ring chair.
Zhang Xiu asked Zhang Juling routinely.
He also scolded him and Zhang Juan for making their own decisions, but he did not return overnight and was angry...
Mrs. Wang drank hot tea, her face faintly, and she didn't interrupt her mouth.
"The father taught him a lesson, and my son never dared to do it again."
Zhang Juan smiled and bowed.
"... It's not that my father insists on saying that you are still too young. You just rely on your brain to do something and don't think about it.
You worked hard last night, so what was the result?
The Holy Spirit... How can you guess his thoughts?
Only in our family can we count two Jinshi in your generation.
You are good, and my father knows that I have the face to be proud of my ancestors.”
Zhang Xiu said too quickly, and choked with saliva, picked up a bowl and drank tea, and then said: "What does it take to be an official depends on political acumen and calm down."
Even if other people's sky and earth fall, it has nothing to do with us.
We just need to keep the Zhang family prosperous for a century."
Zhang Xiu's words, every word and sentence blame the Zhang Juan brothers for meddling in other people's business... Gu Han understood what Zhang Xiu meant.
She looked at Zhang Juling with her thin lips tightly pursed, and sighed in her heart.
Zhang Juling is essentially very arrogant and dedicated.
He hated anyone interfering with his decisions. In his previous life, Zhang Xiu always pointed at him... When she died, she was almost wiped out by Zhang Juling and took a free job in the yamen.
He didn't let the big things at home be in charge.
Zhang Juan also felt that his father was too straightforward. He smiled and filled a cup of hot tea for Zhang Xiu, and apologized: "Father, you have a long-term plan and your son is ashamed of himself. In the future, he will definitely take you as an example... After discussing everything with you, he will decide."
As he spoke, he also called Zhang Juling symbolically: "Third brother, my father has spoken, so you can say a few words."
Zhang Juling looked up at Zhang Xiu, and after a while, he said, "My thoughts are the same as my second brother."
Only then did Zhang Xiu feel satisfied, he picked up a bowl of tea and followed the ladder given by his sons and got down.
Seeing that her husband didn't say anything, Wang said, "I'm asking you to come tonight, there's something to say..." She paused: "Your grandfather has been ill recently and has been unable to cure his medical treatment in Jingzhou. I want to live in Kyoto for a while to take care of her body."
Zhang Juling frowned and asked Wang: "What's wrong with grandfather?"
“Not written in the letter.”
Wang said, "Your father and I have thought about it and are ready to let your grandfather stay in Beijing and not go back.
After all, he is old and can't stand the troubles of carriages and horses coming and going... Changle Pavilion has been idle, and he still lives there after he comes."
"That's good."
Zhang Juan smiled and said, "I haven't seen my grandfather for a long time, and I miss him."
"When will my grandfather come?"
Zhang Juling asked again.
“…even if you set out today, it will probably take three or four days.”
Zhang Xiu knew that the third son had a good relationship with his father, "Brother Ling, don't be anxious first. If you walk smoothly on the road, it will only last for three days at most."
"……Um."
Zhang Juling bowed his head and said nothing. He hadn't seen his grandfather for several years. I wonder if he had let go of his prejudice.
Speaking of his father, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but say a few more words, roughly to let Zhang Juan and others be filial and considerate of the old man's heart.
Then they were asked to go back.
After leaving the Osmanthus Garden, Zhang Ju'an and Zhang Juling walked and said, "Yuan Shaohong's case has been approved. Li Shangshu from our History Department also went to see Shangshu Gu in the afternoon. Have you heard of it?"
Zhang Juling nodded. Kyoto officials were paying attention to such a big thing... it would be difficult for him to not hear it.
"Yuan Shaohong knew that the law was violated, so it was appropriate to sentence him to exile.
But Lord Yang was involved for no reason, but he is still imprisoned. It is ambiguous and unjust."
He sighed: "I see that Yang Ruo was so anxious that he started to have a bubble."
Gu Han and Ning followed Zhang Juling and the others, and Zhang Juan also heard a few words... Did Yang Ruo look for Jiang Lei?
Zhang Juling didn't say anything. When he arrived at the bend intersection between the East and West Cross Courtyards, he bowed to Zhang Ju'an and Ning's family.
Chapter completed!