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Chapter 007 Qujiang Chishang Poetry Wine Banquet (1)

Zhang Jiuming and Zhang Jiugao went to inquire about the movements in the palace through their own different channels, and left without mentioning it.

Liu, Zhang Ning and Zhang Xuan sent Zhang Jiuming and Zhang Jiugao out of the door, and then Zhang Ning glared at Zhang Xuan angrily, and then brushed his sleeves away.

"Mother, let's go back too." Zhang Xuan smiled, and was about to move, and suddenly remembered that in this Tang Dynasty when etiquette was practiced, he needed to start from the details if he wanted to change the image of this gentleman.

So he bowed to Liu, restrained his hands, and let his mother go first.

Liu's eyes lit up, and his eyes flowed with surprise.

Just now, Zhang Xuan made a generous statement in the hall, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring, and the squirming aura on his body was swept away. And now it's even more polite...... This son has grown up after all. Liu Shi was excited for a while, full of emotion, and his lips were faintly trembling.

"Xuan'er, mother's good Xuan'er. My mother is really happy......" She gently grabbed Zhang Xuan's hand, tears flashing in her eyes.

At this time, Zhang Ning's wife Jiao Shi supported the pale Zhang Huan's wife Song, and slowly walked from the backyard to the front yard, followed by a man and a woman and two young children, with tears still hanging on their pink and jade faces, which were Zhang Huan's children.

The two women stood there and bowed to the Liu family, and said in unison, "Old lady." I don't know ......."

Zhang Jiuling's three sons, the eldest son Zhang Huan has been married for more than ten years, and the second son Zhang Ning has also married a wife for several years and has a daughter. Zhang Huan and Zhang Ning are both married to the daughters of Chang'an official eunuchs, and the Song family and the Jiao family are also considered to be well-born ladies.

Her husband was suddenly imprisoned and was charged with a big rebellion, and Song's panic can be imagined. Jiao's relationship with Song's concubine is good, so he has stayed in Zhang Huan's courtyard to comfort Song's mother.

Ryu sighed and quickened his pace. He walked closer and nodded to Song and Jiao, and said softly, "You guys should relax, Licheng has always adhered to his family education and acted calmly, and the so-called crime is just a false accusation by a villain." Today's saints are wise and martial, and they will definitely be innocent with our Zhang family. ”

"Sister-in-law, just rest assured, my brother will be safe and sound. At present, the two uncles are looking around for information...... Brother will be fine. Zhang Xuan also smiled and said softly on the side.

Song raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Zhang Xuan weakly, but he didn't take the words of this prodigal little uncle to heart. Because his mood is not high, he doesn't even bother to pay attention to him. Instead, he stepped forward and threw himself into Liu's arms and sobbed sadly.

Seeing this, Zhang Huan's children also cried and ran up, one on the other, grabbed Liu's skirt and cried out mournfully.

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Zhang Xuan quietly retreated to his small courtyard.

The so-called backyard of Zhangfu is a general concept, which is composed of about four or five small courtyards side by side, with Liu's, Zhang Huan, Zhang Ning and Zhang Xuan, each accounting for one of them. Although Zhang Xuan is not yet married, he also accounts for one of them.

There was a big incident in Zhang's house, Zhang Xuan didn't come back, Ruyan and Ruyu didn't dare to slack off, and kept standing in the courtyard waiting. Seeing Zhang Xuan drifting into the hospital, he hurriedly greeted him respectfully, "Third son! ”

Zhang Xuan nodded to the two delicate little girls, and then strode into the room, sitting in front of the sandalwood bookcase and pondering, silent.

The two women didn't dare to make a sound, so they honestly stood on one side. Looking at the past from their point of view, Zhang Xuan's brocade clothes stretched out like a crown of jade, and there was no trace of lewdness on his body, but he was extremely refreshed and elegant.

"The third son is actually very handsome." Ruyan rubbed the corner of the skirt, secretly looking at Zhang Xuan's handsome face, and the graceful arc of the nose bridge of the three sons in front of her made her feel a ripple in her heart.

Ruyu hung her head slightly, but in fact, her bright eyes were constantly patrolling back and forth on Zhang Xuan's body, and two blush clouds quietly appeared on her pretty face.

These two little girls who are not very old but have been trained by the Tang Dynasty style to think of spring, the more they watch, the more happy they become, and they completely forget the despair and sadness in their hearts when they were just transferred to this small courtyard two days ago, and the third son in front of them, who suddenly made them feel quite handsome and charming, was afraid of jackals, tigers and leopards not long ago.

It can't be said that the two little girls are. It's just that for them, there is not much difference between Zhang Xuan and a talented person, as maids, their fate is already doomed, and what they want is nothing more than a safe and stable ending.

They didn't get along with Zhang Xuan for a long time, but they were delicate and vaguely felt that this master was not as unbearable and ruthless as imagined and the legend of the sisters in Fuzhong.

These three sons turned out to be not bad, if they could not be so ruthless and unrighteous, and they were tired of playing with their bodies, they would casually transfer them to others as gifts and abandon them, it would be even better. This is the true mind of the two girls at the moment, which can probably be regarded as a kind of spiritual self-comfort.

The girl who is like smoke and jade is like spring and water Zhang Xuan doesn't know, at this moment, he is falling into endless thoughts.

The memories of the two lives came and went, and he had to concentrate on combing through his slightly messy mind, in order to find a lot of valuable information from it, so as to plan and "guide" his survival and development path in this era.

The status of a historian and a modern official in the past life has endowed him with a fairly sober mind, a considerable amount of learning, and even a rather decisive means of scheming. Now that I think about it, this is actually conducive to his better integration into this era, and at the same time, it also has an incomparable and unique innate advantage.

Li Linfu, Li Longji, Prince Li Heng, Ji Wen, Yang Guozhong, Zhang Jiayi, etc...... Unfamiliar faces, history's record of this time node and many analyses and judgments of later generations, and even the lace and various interpretations of wild history all flashed in his mind.

Zhang Xuan's eyes were like knives, and his brows were furrowed.

Immediately, he slowly reached over and touched the bookcase, but he pounced. Although this action is gentle, it is somewhat strange when it falls into the eyes of Ruyan and Ruyu.

Zhang Xuan pinched his fingers, stretched out two fingers to test his lips, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was addicted to smoking in his previous life, especially at this moment of thinking about major issues, he couldn't live without smoking. From now on, he has to quit this bad habit, in fact, not only smoking, but also many living habits have to be disrupted and slowly adapt from scratch.

Zhang Xuan let out a sigh of relief and forcibly suppressed the onset of his addiction.

But he saw Ruyu walking over softly, with a timid, half-shy and half-happy smile on his face, and kneeling beside his bookcase with a delicate teapot in his slender and pink hands.

Immediately, a white jade arm stretched out, put down a white jade cup in front of Zhang Xuan, and then the jade arm slightly bent and poured half of the pale green fragrant tea, the movement was gentle and extremely artistic.

The tea is fragrant and the green smoke is curling. Zhang Xuan looked sideways, and the girl next to her smiled slightly more than Hua Jiao, quite a bit of fruit ripe to be picked.

Although his heart moved, he was not the indulgent gentleman before after all, and the current crisis was ahead, so he quickly hid this ambiguous thought in his heart. He took a sip of the teacup, but immediately frowned, opened his mouth, and lowered his head to spit on the porcelain spittoon beside him.

Ruyuqiao's face suddenly turned pale. She immediately got up in horror and said, "Third son, slave maid...... The slave is going to bring a new tea......

Zhang Xuan glanced at the panicked Ruyu, couldn't help but smile slightly, and said softly, "It's okay, don't be nervous, there's no problem with tea." It's just that I'm not used to drinking this one, so don't add spices and those messy things when you make tea in the future. I only drink clear tea...... Tea and water are enough, understand? ”

The special hobby of the Tang people to drink tea makes Zhang Xuan, a modern person, dare not compliment, and likes to add various ingredients to the tea.

Ruyu put her hand on her chest and let out a long sigh, she also made her own tea that was not good, which caused the disgust of the master, and after a long time, the master woke up and seemed to have changed his habit of drinking tea - clear tea? Tea, water?

"Understood, slave remembered." Ruyu nodded in a panic, and suddenly found that the third prince's very aggressive eyes swept over the snow-white place on his chest intentionally or unintentionally, and he couldn't help but hang his head with Feixia.

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Zhang Xuan smiled softly, "Ruyu, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are waiting." ”

Ruyu responded to the sound and went to the bookshelf on one side to find pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and other study utensils, and Ruyan also came to help. Although this gentleman has never learned or touched these things, as the son of Zhang Jiuling, a generation of famous ministers, he is still ready in the room at any time.

Ruyu spread out the paper, pressed it with the jade lion paperweight, and then handed the pen to Zhang Xuan. Ruyan sat on the other side of the bookcase, grinding ink gently, but he was a little surprised in his heart. No way? Where does he understand this?

Zhang Xuan picked up the pen and glanced left and right at the two beautiful maids who were waiting in front of the bookcase, and his heart suddenly became very happy, sweeping away the deep haze that had accumulated in his heart because of the advent of the Zhang family crisis.

As a historian and a well-known Confucian official in the officialdom, Zhang Xuan's brush calligraphy still has a profound foundation after 20 years of immersion. Even in this era when the brush is used as the main writing tool, even if you dare not compare with Li Yong and Zhang Xu, you should be able to say that it is reasonable.

Zhang Xuan shook his wrist to adapt to it, and then settled down, and then put down his pen and wrote the words "like smoke and jade" like flowing water, but it was a simplified Chinese character for later generations. Shaking his head, he wrote it again in traditional Chinese, and then pushed it to the two girls with a smile.

Zhang's mansion is a famous and noble family, and the maid's family will naturally not be in vain.

Ruyan and Ruyu put together the two pretty heads, carefully looked at the four words written by Zhang Xuan, and couldn't help but exhale in surprise, "Third son, what a beautiful word!" ”

Zhang Xuan smiled and said nothing. Immediately took another piece of paper, brushed a few strokes and wrote down the seven elegant characters of "Qujiang Chi Poetry Wine Banquet", and then stared at the paper with deep eyes, and asked lightly, "Like smoke and jade, the Qujiang Chi Poetry Wine Banquet convened by Mrs. Qiu Guo is tomorrow morning, you go and find out the invitation card of Mrs. Qiu Guo." ”

To save the Zhang family's crisis, let's start with this poetry banquet on the Qujiang Pond. Zhang Xuan looked at the graceful posture of the two women, and had already made up her mind.