Chapter 257: Cold and Heat

In addition to a daughter, the British public Zhang Fu, who is over forty years old, also had a concubine give birth to a son in his early years, but the eldest also died at the age of three, and there was no one to support. Therefore, when she learned that she was pregnant again, Mrs. Wang, who was going to celebrate her 40th birthday this year, couldn't help but lose her mind and couldn't believe the diagnosis.

The doctor had also diagnosed Mrs. Wang's pulse before, and at this time, he had to reassure him again and again, and congratulated him very much. After going out, he received a heavy high-grade reward seal from Xiyu's hand, and he was quite happy in his heart. When Mrs. Deng, who chased him out, asked for details again, he suddenly remembered Mrs. Wang's age, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"Madame is old after all, not long after giving birth to a daughter before, she has been prescribing prescriptions to recuperate, plus this time the happy pulse has not been obvious, and Madame has no signs of morning sickness and the like, if it weren't for my careful diagnosis today, I almost missed it. It's just that compared to the little daughter who was born first, this time it must be more careful, there can be no great joy and sorrow, from eating to habits, you must pay attention to the same, and ...... carelessly"

Even if you don't say that last sentence, everyone knows it. In these years, the delivery of pregnant women was originally a ghost gate, not to mention that Mrs. Wang is naturally an advanced maternal age at this age. Zhang Yue, who came out of the door after Mrs. Deng, thought about Mrs. Wang's ecstatic expression just now, knowing that she would definitely not care about the huge risks during childbirth, and couldn't help but sweat secretly.

Xiyu personally sent the doctor to the Hanging Flower Gate, but on the way back, he was preoccupied. Now among the concubines in the mansion, she is the youngest one, Zhang Fu stayed with her for more than half the night when she was there, and Mrs. Wang let Zhang Fu accept her, precisely because she was the face of Yizi. Now more than a year has passed, she has not moved, but Mrs. Wang is already the second child.

She should naturally be happy about this master and servant, but at Mrs. Wang's age, if she had three long and two short during childbirth, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She tried her best to suppress the ominous thought, but her heart was still heavy. When she arrived at the door of the upper room, she saw that a few little girls were standing with their hands hanging down under the porch, so she called one over, because she asked, "Mrs. Deng and Young Master Yue are still in the room?" ”

"Back to my aunt, Mrs. Deng said that she was going back to tell the second master the good news, and she left first, and she happened to take another road, so she missed it with her aunt on the way. Young Master Yue was now talking to his wife in the room, and laughter could be heard in it just now. In such a big happy event, listening to that voice, Mrs. seemed to be very happy! ”

Xiyu nodded, and immediately instructed the little girl to stop her first if other aunts came to visit, and then opened the curtain and entered the door. In the outer room, there were just two girls standing with whisks, and through the bamboo curtain of Xiangfei next to her, she could see Zhang Yue sitting on the small pestle in front of the bed, talking with Mrs. Wang, and the voice came out clearly.

"The last time was when your father and son were admitted to the Gongshi, I happened to have good news, and this time it was when you came to see me that diagnosed the happy pulse, speaking of which, your child is really my lucky star. Although I am a woman, I don't understand the big things in the DPRK and China, but I have heard some news. You have been very attentive in Shandong, and what you are doing is an internal matter, so it stands to reason that even if you are unsuccessful this time, it will be a sin of a few words at most. It's just that your teacher is afraid that it will not be easy to pass the test this time, and Jinyiwei's edict is not a good place! ”

"Uncle Niang is now a person with a double body, so she is still recuperating in peace, as for my affairs...... Life and death, honor and disgrace are tied to the sky, and it is useless to think about it, anyway, I have a clear conscience. Zhang Yue glanced at the silver-red veil pasted on the window, and said with a smile, "This is a matter of the Sacred Heart, no matter what we think, it is like a veil on the window." The reason why Mr. Du did that was also to eradicate the troubles in one fell swoop, and I think the emperor should be able to understand. ”

"The Emperor's ......"

Mrs. Wang wanted to say that the emperor was no longer the emperor she used to be, but when the words came to her lips, she still turned into a sigh. She is the Duchess of the Kingdom, and it is common for her to go in and out of the palace, so she naturally knows a lot of things that others don't know. Since the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di's health has become worse and worse, there are dozens of eunuchs and palace maids who have been killed by the rod because of the wrong words, that is, in the first month, the Yongan princess and the Marquis of Guangping, Yuan Rong, was also roded twenty times for being good at Weifu, and other imperial relatives were silent.

Xiyu outside listened to Mrs. Wang's words, and she coughed at the right time, and then opened the curtain and came in, holding two hot teas on the plate in her hand. stepped forward and personally gave Mrs. Wang a lamp, and she handed another one to Zhang Yue, seeing that he owed to thank her, she couldn't help but smile and salute back, and said again: "I haven't seen you for a few months, Young Master Yue has lost a lot, and you can see the tip of your chin." ”

"It's better to be thinner, if he comes back with fat heads and big ears when he comes back to the foreign office, can those imperial historians let him go?"

Mrs. Wang has never been waiting to see the imperial history of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, thinking that when Zhang Fu was fighting in Jiaozhi, these people jumped up and down and made a trip, and now they naturally look at them even more unpleasantly, and I feel that these people have nothing to do, and they only know how to pick other people's mistakes in exchange for climbing up by themselves. But she is not an open-mouthed woman, so she diverted the topic with a little joke.

"Don't worry, I will naturally help you pay attention to some things, your grandmother is right, you are still staying at home now, if you are not summoned, don't go out casually, even if you see friends, you might as well let them come to your house, and try to go out as little as possible. But now that you're here, let's go see your little sister first. By the way, the second child of the Fang family studies very hard, and is countless times stronger than his brother, you can go and meet him, and stay with me for a meal later. ”

Since Mrs. Wang said so, Zhang Yue naturally agreed, and immediately followed Biluo to see her cousin, Zhang Yan, the only daughter of the British duke who was still in infancy. It's just that the little guy's temper doesn't seem to be very good, and when he sees him, he cries and makes a fuss, so he has to run away. And Fang Jing, who stayed in the West Cross Courtyard of the British Mansion to study, was no longer the ignorant teenager, he spoke in a very orderly manner, just thinking about the price of caution, Zhang Yue was really not happy, and he didn't sit for long before finding an excuse to go out.

"His eldest brother Fang Rui has never come to see his younger brother?"

"The eldest young master of the Fang family has never been here, but during the Chinese New Year, he sent two sets of clothes, shoes and socks to the door, as well as twenty taels of silver, and his wife ordered someone to bring them to him." Bi Luo couldn't help but glance back at the courtyard, with undisguised sympathy on her face, "Although Madame took him in, there has never been a shortage of ordinary monthly supplies, but it is only faint for him after all." He was separated from his brother at a young age, and it was inevitable that some people in the family would treat him slowly, and there was no one of his peers to keep him company. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yue guessed the meaning of Biluo's words, couldn't help but stop, and said thoughtfully: "The eldest brother, the second brother, and the fourth brother are the same age as him, if he lives in my house, maybe he can also have a companion." But since you think of this, why don't you mention it to your aunt? ”

"Young Master Yue, Madame was originally looking at the little affection with his mother in the past, so she took him in, and it is impossible for ordinary people to keep an eye on it all the time, let alone push people to your mansion. After all, they are pampered noble sons, and they may not get along with the second young master of the Fang family. The slave maid heard that Young Master Yue has a house in Xipailou Lane, and there are two friends there, so he might as well let him move out to live, which would be more appropriate, and he would not develop a perverse temperament. ”

Zhang Yueyuan felt that Biluo was prudent, and now when he heard such words, he was even more surprised. Stopping and turning around, he heard Fang Jing's Langlang reading sound from the courtyard across the courtyard, and he naturally realized that Biluo's proposal was the best idea.

"Okay, I'll mention it to my aunt later."

Biluo didn't expect Zhang Yue to agree, and he was immediately surprised and happy, because he smiled: "People say that Young Master Yue is a warm-hearted person, and it's really true." In fact, the slave maid just looked at him pitifully, and didn't want his wife to be a little kind and not be good in the end. ”

Mrs. Wang's body this time was different from the last time, and her body was not heavy, so she was impatient and kept on the bed, only crooked on the kang outside. On this day, the small kitchen was extra stuttering, turning over all kinds of tricks on the medicinal food, and finally the kang table was full of white porcelain plates like beads, cold dishes, hot dishes and dim sum soup. Her appetite is also exceptionally good, and she actually ate two bowls of specially boiled bird's nest porridge. Xiyu and Biluo, who were waiting on the side, rarely saw this kind of situation, and their faces showed joy.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Wang's good mood, after eating, Zhang Yue told Biluo what he had just said, and only said that it was his own idea. Mrs. Wang listened and thought for a while, and then agreed.

"Well, your uncle is not here, and I can't take care of him now. He is no better than his eldest brother, he has a pure nature, and it is good for him to make a few friends outside, and I can also give an account of his dead mother. I am naturally relieved that you do things. ”

At this time, a voice sounded outside the door: "Madam, Gonggong Zhang is here in the palace." ”

Seeing that Mrs. Wang had put down the bowl, Bi Luo hurriedly stood up and opened the curtain on the side of the door, because she asked, "Which Father-in-law Zhang?" ”

"It's the royal eunuch Zhang Gonggong."

Knowing that it was Zhang Qian, Mrs. Wang would not be lazy, and when she saw Zhang Yue standing up, she smiled and said, "Since Brother Yue, you happen to be here, then go and greet me for you." Father-in-law Zhang is also a frequent person, you can take him directly to the upper room. Biluo, it's enough to have a cherished jade here, you simply accompany Brother Yue on a trip. ”

Bi Luo said with a smile: "If you want the slave to say, maybe the doctor before has revealed the message, and Gonggong Zhang was sent by the palace lady to congratulate him, and this good news has always spread quickly." If it weren't for this, Gonggong Zhang might have come for Young Master Yue. ”

Zhang Yue was worried that he couldn't find someone to inquire about a quasi-letter, and when he heard that Zhang Qian was coming, he had already raised his spirit. At that moment, he agreed and walked out with Biluo, got on the sandwich road, passed through a small door in the west, walked a stone's throw to the Hanging Flower Gate, and went east around a pink oil wall, which is the main hall of the British Mansion Wuying Hall. Through the bamboo curtain, he saw at a glance the familiar figure in the red silk sara robe, who was it not Zhang Qian?