Fu Zheng returned home, and when he got off the sedan chair, he was still holding his eyebrows, and his face was full of solemnity.

"Lord Wang," seeing him return to the house, the steward of the palace hurriedly said cautiously, "One person handed over the post before, saying that Hu Sanbiao, the small capital commander under Meng Zheng, the general soldier of Shaanxi and Gansu, is now waiting in the study." ”

Hu Sanbiao?

Fu Zheng thought for a moment and let out an expressionless "um".

In the study, Hu Sanbiao couldn't sit still at all, and there seemed to be nails on the rosewood chair, so he moved here and there. On the top of the desk was a set of blue and white twig-patterned tea cups, and Hu Sanbiao didn't feel thirsty after taking a big sip.

When Fu Zheng walked in, Hu Sanbiao was shaking the teapot violently. Seeing Fu Zheng, he hurriedly got up and saluted: "His Royal Highness King Yan." "Hu Sanbiao has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is powerful, which Fu Zheng has seen in the camp before. With a slight bow, Fu Zheng said: "Hu Du sits." ”

Hu Sanbiao is Meng Zheng's personal soldier, and this time he returned to Beijing to visit relatives, Meng Zheng asked him to bring a message to Fu Zheng by the way, and the content had something to do with the previous deduction of military salaries. When the words were brought to this time, Hu Sanbiao couldn't stand these red tape, and got up to say goodbye.

Fu Zheng sat in the study for a while, and told Shi Dong to prepare a sedan chair.

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Shi Dong asked.

Fu Zheng said lightly: "He Mansion." I don't know what I thought, my long eyebrows frowned, and Fu Zheng changed his words: "Don't go to Hefu, enter the palace." ”

……

When Fu Zheng entered the palace, that Hu Sanbiao happened to return home. In order to make a living, he left Beijing for seven or eight years and never came back, and he really missed his wife at home. According to the memory, I touched the vicinity of the mouth of the alley, looked east and west, and when I didn't know if it was right, I met a scholar head-on. The scholar in a half-old green shirt saw Hu Sanbiao for a moment, and the next moment, he was surprised: "Brother Hu!" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Hu Sanbiao also recognized it: "Brother Zhou! ”

The two hugged fiercely, and Hu Sanbiao said: "Damn, Lao Tzu hasn't come back for seven or eight years, I don't know you anywhere, is the old man who opened the coffin shop at the door dead by himself?" Then he asked, "Brother Zhou, what about my mother?" ”

Zhou Huanzhang laughed, pointed to it and said, "Brother Hu, your family is still there, Aunt Hu is talking about you every day." ”

While talking, Zhou Huanzhang led Hu Sanbiao home.

Hu Sanbiao's family is now left with an old man, her body is not bad, she is cooking in the stove room by herself, she heard the movement outside and came out to take a look, she was stunned, and she picked up the broom next to her and said: "I still know to come back!" Also know to come back! Hu Sanbiao didn't hide, just smiled stupidly, Aunt Hu was tired, threw away the broom, and asked, "What about the daughter-in-law?" ”

Hu Sanbiao replied nonchalantly: "What's the hurry, wait for Lao Tzu to kill a few more Hu people." ”

Aunt Hu said angrily: "Then when can I hold my grandson?" ”

Hu Sanbiao stopped talking.

Aunt Hu nagged about marrying a daughter-in-law all day, Hu Sanbiao didn't come back, it's okay, I can't worry about it, and now under my nose, Mrs. Hu said: "The matter of marrying a daughter-in-law will be decided in these two days." ”

"What's the hurry?" Hu Sanbiao is still like this.

Aunt Hu was beaten again.

That night, Hu Sanbiao was lying on the bed, and somehow thought of the little lady he met by the river during the day, timid, delicate, afraid that he would be scared to death, and hit him with a small thing that was not used like a stone, she fell there, and her palm was scratched...... It's a pity, it's just a woman's dress, and she should be married...... But as soon as Hu Sanbiao closed his eyes, it was still the voice of the little lady who was afraid and afraid: "The capital is not far away, and the fast horse will arrive in half a day." ”

Thinking about it like this, Hu Sanbiao's heart was a little itchy, and the bottom was swollen and bulging, which was even more uncomfortable. He sat up, pulled out the uncomfortable thing, and started to snort himself. When he was about to be relieved, Hu Sanbiao said, damn it, I really should marry a daughter-in-law!

When eating pancakes the next morning, Hu Sanbiao said, "Mother, I want to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Aunt Hu was surprised: "Change the hexagram overnight? ”

Hu Sanbiao didn't speak, after eating the pancakes, he rolled a few more bags and led the horse out, Aunt Hu shouted behind her: "Then I'll look for a matchmaker." ”

"Don't worry, I'll go and see for myself first." Hu Sanbiao replied without replying.

"Where are you looking?" Aunt Hu asked after her.

Hu Sanbiao didn't answer, and quickly went out of the city, but in half a day, he arrived near the river again. After a little inquiry, I knew that this was the Zhuangzi of the Dingguo Mansion in the capital, and Hu Sanbiao didn't do anything, just sat on the road and waited for someone. The sun was moving in the middle of the day, and it was the hour of yesterday. It's going to be sunburning, and there's no one at all. He had good eyesight, and from afar he saw a master and a servant. The little lady who walked in front of her jeweled green weaving silver silk peony tuanhua skirt, white gauze skirt, walked like a fairy, really fucking good-looking!

About yesterday they were frightened, and today the master and servant did not dare to go too far, let alone near the river, and soon went back.

Hu Sanbiao quietly stepped forward and took a look-

These two people walked directly into the Zhuangzi of the Dingguo Mansion!

hissed, Hu Sanbiao secretly said no, this lovely little lady can't be the wife of a prince in the Dingguo Mansion, right?

He drooped his head and went home, and Aunt Hu was happily talking to the matchmaker. Seeing the matchmaker, Hu Sanbiao was about to blast her away with a cold face, and Aunt Hu was angry: "What is this nerd crazy about?" ”

Hu Sanbiao didn't say a word, fell asleep on the kang upside down, and slept with a stuffy face.

……

Fu Zheng entered the palace again on this day, came out of the palace gate, and happened to meet Mrs. He returning home.

Mrs. He is old and has gray hair, but the whole person is in good spirits, and when he stares at people, he is all old and spicy, and he is deeply hidden. Seeing Fu Zheng, Mrs. He smiled and said, "Your Highness." ”

"Teacher." Fu Zheng saluted.

After straightening his robe, Mrs. He said: "I heard Qing'er say that those jars of wine bran were bought by His Royal Highness when he was in Pingliang Mansion. This wine is really fragrant, and now there is still an altar left in the house, and the old man invites His Royal Highness to taste it together? ”

Mrs. He would look for him, Fu Zheng expected it. Yesterday, he got the news of Meng Zheng and should have gone to discuss with Mrs. He-after all, he was still recommended by Mrs. He on this errand--but Fu Zheng did not go, but went directly to the palace to meet his father. When he went to court today, Mrs. He only knew about it, no matter how big or small the matter was, he would definitely find an opportunity to talk to him.

Fu Zheng knew it in his heart, his face was still pale, and he said, "Okay." ”

In He's mansion, when he heard that Fu Zheng came from the palace with his grandfather today, Zhou Suqing was overjoyed and hurriedly sent a maid to wait outside his grandfather's study, and advised: "When I see Brother Shenzhai, I will leave him for a while, saying that I have something good to ask him to taste." ”

Mrs. He was not in the study, but led Fu Zheng to the garden. This is the time when the evening apricots bloom the most, and Mrs. He hasn't gotten to the point yet, just talking about making wine with apricot blossoms. Literati always love vassal elegance. Fu Zheng listened quietly, occasionally saying a few words.

The maid did not wait for anyone in the study, and heard that His Highness was in the back garden, so he quietly went over and stared. As soon as the clinker poked his head, he was seen by Mrs. He's sharp eyes.

Fu Zheng and Zhou Suqing are childhood sweethearts, and everyone knows that when Zhou Suqing and Lu are at the end of this year, the two may have to discuss family affairs. Now in the He Mansion, Mrs. He doesn't have so many rules, not to mention, he is still Fu Zheng's teacher.

Mrs. He beckoned the maid and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The maid didn't dare to look at Fu Zheng, but said, "Miss has got some good things and wants to invite His Highness to taste them." ”

Mrs. He laughed: "Since it is such an elegant thing, what is there to hide?" Let Qing'er bring the things, and I, the old man, will also open his eyes. ”

The maid went back and replied to Zhou Suqing like this.

Knowing her grandfather's intentions, Zhou Suqing smiled lightly and asked the maid to follow her to the garden with her things.

Tonight, when the apricots were at their thickest, the wind passed by, and the man stood tall and jade, standing under the heavy flower branches, and his eyebrows and eyes were delicate as if they were sketched with a wolf's brushstrokes.

Zhou Suqing was stunned, her face slightly hot.

"Grandfather, brother Shenzhai."

She stepped forward and looked at Fu Zheng with a pair of eyes through the rain of flowers.

Fu Zheng only bowed slightly.

"What kind of treasure did Qing'er get?" Mrs. He asked.

Zhou Suqing said: "Grandfather, I went to Mr. Qiao's a few days ago and got a few books, which are really good and interesting. ”

"Oh?" Mrs. He became interested when she heard this, "Show it to me?" ”

The maid stepped forward with a lacquer plate.

Mrs. He took a scroll and looked at it to himself, as if he didn't have zài. Fu Zheng stood there with his hands in his hands, silent, and Zhou Suqing had the courage to look at him: "Brother Shenzhai, don't you take a look?" ”

When Fu Zheng heard this, he picked up another volume. Only after turning the page, he knew who had written it. Looking at the entire capital, only Mei Ru's character grows into such a strange but extremely pleasing appearance, which can be regarded as a school of its own.

Fu Zheng took this roll and it happened to be a snack. What is written in it is interesting and vivid, just by making people look at it, it seems to smell the smell, wafting out of the page, making people want to taste it. Thinking of the little girl's coquettishness about eating, as well as the anxiety after accumulating food, Fu Zheng gently bent the corners of his mouth, and put the book back with a cold face in an instant.

Zhou Suqing smiled: "Brother Shenzhai, what do you think of the writing?" ”

Fu Zheng said: "Interesting, really good." ”

Zhou Suqing said: "I saw it at Mr. Qiao's last time, and I thought it would be a pity if this book was only collected by Mr. Qiao alone, wouldn't it be better to let everyone know?" ”

Okay?

Fu Zheng didn't think it was good.

The things written by that little girl flow outside, even if she has a good reputation, once she is mentioned in the future, she will add one more sentence that she borrowed Zhou Suqing's reputation, and I am afraid that more people will only think about Zhou Suqing's talent, high character, wisdom, and gentleness.

What's in it for that little girl?

Is there a name for a talented woman who doesn't know how many people are subservient?

Fu Zheng felt that this matter would not be of any benefit to Mei Ru, and perhaps she would be said to be unskilled......

If that little girl really wants to be named a talented woman, it is better for him to find an opportunity to carry her in person, which is more reliable than the matter mentioned by Zhou Suqing.

Fu Zheng sneered in his heart, and replied lightly: "Pei Jin, you think this is good, but I'm afraid I haven't asked the person who wrote the book what he meant." ”

Hearing his disapproving tone, Zhou Suqing was stunned, but still asked with a smile: "Brother Shenzhai, do you know who wrote this?" ”

Fu Zheng said: "Do you know what to do here?" What does this king have to do with it? ”

Being like this by him, Zhou Suqing's face was a little unbearable.