Fu Geng glanced at Xu Fuping lightly, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Master Hou should still be in Pinzao Hall, so I came out from there." ”

Xu Fuping's eyes flashed, and he bowed to Fu Geng and said, "Thank you, Third Master." ”

Fu Geng nodded indifferently.

Something big must be ahead. This Xu Fuping's expression is very wrong.

Fu Geng brushed his clothes.

Since there is a big event, he will definitely receive the news later, and he is not in a hurry at this time.

Xu Fuping shook his head again: "The slave retreats." ”

Fu Geng waved his hand. Xu Fuping took a few steps back according to the courtesy, and walked towards Pinzao Hall with his long robe.

Looking at his back in a hurry, Fu Geng's fairy-like handsome face showed a faint look of contemplation.

If there is any guest or even an uninvited guest, Xu Fuping should greet him personally and send a small servant to deliver the news. Now that he has come in person, it means that there is not a visitor in front of him, but something else.

Fu Geng took his hands and continued to turn to the gravel path. Xingzhou lowered his head and followed him, and the figures of the two people were gradually obscured by the weeping willows dancing in the wind, and the former silence of the lake was restored.

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When leaving the big flower hall, Cui asked Zhou's mother to look at the hour, and the time happened to be just over the clock.

"It's just the right hour." Cui Shi smiled and whispered, and nodded at Zhang again.

Zhang smiled gently and said apologetically: "Second brother and sister, forgive me." There's a lot going on today. The account of the sewing room can only be corrected again. ”

"It's nothing," Cui's smile was like a flower, "Sister-in-law and busy, it's not too late to say it tomorrow, I happen to be tired, so I'll go back and rest." ”

Zhang watched Cui leave the flower hall with a smile, and helped the maid's hand to get on the soft sedan chair with a calm expression.

The moment the sedan curtain fell, Zhang's face immediately tightened, and the handkerchief in his hand twisted into a ball.

"Hurry up." Zhang heard Ruifen's command outside, and his heart felt a little ironed.

The person Fu Zhuang gave her was very useful. A hundred times more shrewd than Fuxue. Zhang's use is very easy.

It's just that. As soon as he remembered the news handed over in front of him, Zhang's heart tightened, and he couldn't wait to fly to the study in the front yard immediately to see Fu Cong's situation with his own eyes.

Fu Cong was injured.

It's not the kind of injury caused by the quarrel between the noble sons. It was when I was drinking in the flower building yesterday. Got into a fight with a few ruffians. A few people over there were all young hands in the vicinity of the Great Gong Fang. was quite good at punching and kicking a few times, and the two guards couldn't subdue it, so Fu Cong took a few punches. Although the injury was not serious, it had a disguise on his face.

When he first heard the news, Zhang didn't believe it at all.

She repeatedly asked the messenger: "Are you talking about the second master or the second master?" ”

The second old man Fu Ting is romantic/sex/, he is a benefactor of Zhangtai, and he often walks in the area of Wazi Lane in the South Building, and he is really everywhere in Hualou Wine. And the second master in this house, her own son, Fu Cong, has always been a sensible child, although the /sex/son is lively, but he understands right and wrong very well, how could he do such a thing?

However, the answer given by the messenger made the Zhang family like five thunderbolts.

Fu Cong was carried back to the house by two guards in the morning, and it is said that he did not dare to return to the house after being injured last night, and he came back after being unable to stand it all night. And the second old man, Fu Ting, didn't go out for a day yesterday.

Zhang didn't know how he got back to the flower hall, and he couldn't remember what he did or said later.

She just mechanically asked the mothers in charge, collected the right cards or handed out the right cards, and only felt that every moment was as long as a year.

Fortunately, Rui Fen is a steady person, and she helped her go through the past without showing any shame, and there was nothing wrong with her, and she didn't let Cui Shi see anything.

However, sitting in the sedan chair at the moment, Zhang only felt that the five were burning,

How old is Fu Cong? I actually walked around the flower building, and I fought with people, and I was injured by a few green hands, if this is spread out, where will the face of the Hou Mansion go? Brother Cong'er's maternal grandfather was the head of the court, and even the Zhang family with her had to lose face.

Zhang was pulling the handkerchief in the sedan chair, his face pale. As soon as the sedan chair stopped, she wanted to go out, but when the sedan curtain opened, she suddenly stretched out a hand to hold her hand, the palm of that hand was wide and warm, with a thin callus in the palm and a thin calloon between the fingers.

"Sir!" Zhang looked at Fu Zhuang outside the sedan car with wide eyes, and his anxious and worried heart suddenly seemed to have a backbone. Her eyes turned red.

Fu Zhuang came, he must have just seen Fu Cong come. I don't know if Fu Cong was seriously injured?

"Don't rush, take your time." Fu Zhuang's voice was gentle, his demeanor was flat, just like his usual appearance, humble and gentle, like a gentleman.

The servant woman of the Hengxian Pavilion had already been dismissed by Gu's mother, and the courtyard gate was as quiet as before, and no one dared to look at the liveliness of the master and his wife.

Zhang Shi calmed down, smiled gently at Fu Zhuang with red eyes, and helped Fu Zhuang's hand to get off the sedan chair, and for a while there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

They are already old husbands and wives, and if people outside see such behavior, they are afraid that they will be laughed at.

And in the recent past, Fu Zhuang has been really good to her, and seems to be very concerned about things in the house. It's like the last time Fuxue made a fuss. That incident was finally suppressed by Fu Zhuang, and the second room may have received some rumors, but he didn't get real evidence, and he couldn't say anything.

Today, Fu Cong's matter is the same. Fu Zhuang rushed back in time to deal with it, but it was more convenient than Zhang's.

Thinking like this, Zhang felt a little warm in his heart.

After Fu Zhuang helped her get off the sedan chair, he let go, and nodded to Ruifen again. Rui Fen bowed and bowed and retreated to the porch with people, Fu Zhuang opened the curtain with his own hands, and let the Zhang family into the west room.

"Master, is Brother Cong'er seriously injured? Have you asked a doctor? As soon as Zhang entered the house, he couldn't wait to ask.

Although Fu Zhuang's actions today were a bit out of line, she didn't care about these now, and only thought about Fu Cong's affairs.

"I've asked Dr. Zhang to take a look, and it's broken with some oily skin, it's okay." Fu Zhuang said in a calm tone, "Don't be in a hurry, I will deal with the matter." ”

Zhang's heart was a little calmer.

Fu Cong's injuries are not serious. As long as the son is fine, the others can be left alone for the time being.

However, Fu Cong only returned home in the morning, and I don't know how many people saw him, making the long house very passive. If he had come back that night, things would not have been so big, and now even the Hou Ye was alarmed.

Zhang's brow furrowed again.

Why did Fu Cong delay this night? Could there be something else hidden? There are also those green hands, don't they know that it is the prince of Houmen? Where did they dare to beat Fu Cong? (To be continued.) )