Qin Mei laughed when she said this, and said softly: "Don't worry, girl, I'll fetch it for the girl." ”

"Then you go first. Thirteen Niang smiled, and pointed to the direction of the courtyard where Huan Ziyu lived: "I'll go to the fourth brother first, and you can send me the big characters quickly." ”

Qin Mei answered yes and turned to the other direction of Yonglu, and Thirteen Niang went to Huan Ziyu's residence with light steps.

Huan Ziyu's courtyard is not much worse than the big study, it is also a big house with three lights and two darkness, an ancient acacia tree in front of the corridor covers the sky and the sun, there are stone tables and stone chairs under the shade, and a chessboard is carved on the table.

However, the most striking thing in this courtyard is the small pond drawn out by a bend of living water, and there are many cattails planted by the pool, and there are fish playing in the pool, which is very elegant.

Because of this piece of Pu grass, this garden is also called "Pu Garden", which is a rare big garden in the entire Huan Mansion, and even the "Wu Garden" where Huan Zicheng lives is not as good as here.

The delicate figure of Thirteen Niang walked leisurely beside the grass, and between going and going, it was only half a stick of incense.

When she left, Huan Ziyu smiled warmly and sent her to the gate of Puyuan, watching her walk far away from the shadows of the trees on the ground before returning to the house.

As soon as he returned to the house, he immediately waved his hand: "Come on, go and invite Mr. Zhang." ”

A young servant with clear eyebrows flew down, and it didn't take long for a man in a green robe to step into the courtyard.

The man in green clothes was born with a dark face, ordinary facial features, and his only pair of eyes were very bright, and his gestures were clear, but they neutralized the shortcomings of his appearance.

This person is Zhang Wuyong, Huan Ziyu's doorman, who was personally selected by Huan Daofei for his young son.

Huan Ziyu was standing under the corridor, and when he saw Zhang Wuyong coming, he smiled: "Mr. Zhang is here." ”

"I'm late. Zhang Wuyong brushed his green robe and walked over unhurriedly, "What does Shang Shulang have to say?"

Huan Ziyu served as Shang Shulang of the Ministry of Officials, and Zhang Wuyong called him with his official title.

"I just want to talk to my husband. Huan Ziyu said, his expression was a little sparse, he looked up at the sky, and waved his sleeves: "That's it, the house is very stuffy, let's go outside and say, I have asked someone to prepare fishing gear in Xiaojiuchuan, so I will ask Mr. to play with me." ”

"It's a good time for fishing. Zhang Wuyong looked up at the sky like him.

The sky was gray and blue, with a thin layer of clouds, and the leaves of the locust trees were swaying in the wind, but it was a good day to go out.

Half an hour later, there were two more people on the side of Xiaojiuchuan's clear river. Both of them wore thin hats, which made it impossible to describe, and between the two men lay a large bamboo basket containing fish.

Zhang Wuyong looked sideways at the bamboo basket and said with a smile: "Shang Shulang, is this going to catch enough fish and go back to add vegetables to the kitchen?"

Huan Ziyu laughed, patted the bamboo basket, and smiled with emotion: "I want to, but it depends on chance." ”

"The so-called chance is determined by heaven and artificial. Zhang Wuyong's expression lightly stretched the fishing rod into the water, and his eyes fixed on the fish swimming in the water, "Shang Shulang perseveres, and the opportunity will always come." ”

"I'm willing to wait, but I'm afraid I can't afford to wait. Huan Ziyu frowned, and slowly put the fishing rod into the water.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, the stream jumped, splashing on the back of his hand, slightly cool, and Huan Ziyu's voice seemed to be dyed with coldness, slightly cold: "This Dragon Boat Festival Palace banquet, my father is afraid that he will not let me go." ”

"Shang Shulang's last move really made Lord Sikong sad. Zhang Wuyong adjusted the position of the fishing rod, picked up the small teapot next to him, poured a small cup of tea, and took a sip slowly.

Huan Daofei is not ranked among the three dukes, it is the great Sikong, Zhang Wuyong is not a servant of Huanfu, so he is named after the official.

Hearing his words, Huan Ziyu showed a wry smile: "Sir, do you think this is my original intention?"

Zhang Wuyong put down the teacup, raised his hand to straighten out the wind-blown robe, and said, "I know that this is Mrs. Lu's order, and Shang Shulang has no choice but to do it." It's just that Shang Shulang is in the court, and he should focus on the court, and I don't think I need to take everything in the back house to heart. ”

The smile on Huan Ziyu's face became more and more bitter, pressed the fishing rod under the Yuzhen stone, and sighed: "Sir, don't forget, I still have a third brother who is not inferior to me." He and I are the same mother, and my aunt treats him more kindly than I do. ”

The Lu family has two sons, and Huan Zijin is not much worse than Huan Ziyu, the only difference between the two is that Huan Daofei prefers him, but in Lu's heart, he pampers the first born San Lang Huan Zijin.

Or rather, Huan Zijin has put more effort into the Lu family than Huan Ziyu.

"Shang Shulang is also in a dilemma. Zhang Wuyong's expression was very emotional, but soon he was solemn again, and said with a straight face: "However, Shang Shulang still needs to distinguish the priorities." No matter how much Mrs. Lu favors San Langjun, she can't be as good as Lord Sikong to Shang Shulang. I gave Shang Shulang a time, and I originally hoped that you would tell Sikong about this. ”

"I know it. Huan Ziyu became a little irritable, raised his hand and rubbed his face: "It's just that the third brother and several cousins always envy me, and only say that I am favored by my father, so I take the lead in everything." I hear a lot of things like this, and I always want to show my talents once and make them look at them differently. As a result, after receiving advice from my husband, I didn't keep my mouth shut for a while, so I ......"

He couldn't say any more, and lowered his head in frustration.

Zhang Wuyong sat steadily, only the wind blew his green shirt, and the robe floated: "Shang Shulang doesn't have to be like this." It has already happened, and it is enough to write down the lesson, and as for the remedy, it is also needed. ”

Huan Ziyu picked up the fishing rod in frustration, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly said: "There must be a remedy, but the threat cannot be ignored." ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Zhang Wuyong, hooked his lips and said, "Third brother is not worried, is this what Mr. means?"

"Yes. Zhang Wuyong bowed slightly: "The name of the Huan family is heard all over the world." The name of Qinghuan is far better than that of Huan Gong. Shang Shulang must not forget who the real enemy is because of small mistakes. ”

Huan Ziyu's face quickly became gloomy.

"That's why I'm going to ask my husband to go out and talk. His voice became cold again: "Recently, my father deliberately distanced himself from me, and put his eldest brother in front of him, and I can hear very little news. Fortunately, the thirteenth sister is close to me, and she is usually favored by her father, and today she came to talk and chat with me, and I got a message from her mouth. ”

When he said this, he lowered his voice, but his tone became extremely solemn: "I heard that my father is going to get an errand for my eldest brother. Mr. Zhang must have heard the phrase 'beautiful posture is for free riding'. This is the tradition of Da Chen, and most of the loose riders are beautiful Langjun. And what the father wants to get for the eldest brother is to ride freely. ”