Chapter 250: Longevity, Thrilling Coming

"Sir still won't see me?"

was stopped by Ming Di at the door of the study again, Zhang Yue's face was as real as black charcoal. He always thought that he had figured out Du Zhen's temper, but it was just four words of cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but it was only now that he found out that these two words were like ice, unless people were willing, his close student would also be separated thousands of miles away, and it was difficult to take a step forward. In desperation, he had no choice but to say to Ming Di, "Did that gentleman have anything to tell you?" ”

If it had been changed to usual, seeing Zhang Yue's appearance, Ming Di would have gone in again to make an accommodating report, but at this time, he could only shake his head with a bitter face and said: "Third young master, don't be embarrassed, the master is eating the scales this time." He is still the same old saying, now he is coming to Qingzhou for official business, and he does not talk about personal friendship outside of official business, saying that you have done your job and don't need to worry about anything else. If you have time, it is better to go to the countryside to appease the people, and prevent the remnants of the White Lotus Sect from fighting back against the turmoil. ”

Staring at the two tightly closed doors, Zhang Yue was still a little unwilling, and asked, "Since Mr. refuses to see me, he should always see Sister Wan, right?" ”

"The master said, if the eldest lady wants to see her, she should wait until she returns to Jinan Mansion." Seeing Zhang Yue's calm face, Ming Di couldn't bear it, quietly glanced back, stepped forward and pulled Zhang Yue aside, "Third young master, the little courage to tell the truth, the master has seen a lot of people these days, and there are a lot of things to deal with. Didn't the old man go out early this morning, but he was ridiculed in the Yamen of the Shandong Dusi, and those military attachés seemed to be deeply hostile to the master......

With Ming Di's words, Zhang Yue was quite uneasy when he was dealing with official business all afternoon. Although the excerpt jointly signed by him, the prefect Ling Hua and other subordinate officials has been sent to Beijing, this article written by him and edited by another pusher from the same Jinshi is full of flowers, but no one is sure whether he can fool the bigwigs of the DPRK and the Son of Heaven.

If it was just a big victory in unloading the stone shed, it would naturally be no problem at all, but now things are too big!

In the evening, Zhang Yue returned to his office from the front office. When he was about to reach the door, he heard the voices of many people inside, both men and women, as if a large crowd had gathered. Puzzled, he hurried two steps before he crossed the threshold, and saw two rows of men and women in the courtyard bowing to him on their knees.

"I wish the young master Fulu a happy day!"

found that all the subordinates he brought out from Beijing had gathered at this time, and when he heard this sentence, Zhang Yuefang suddenly realized - he is really busy and dizzy these days, is it not his birthday today? Before he could speak, Lingxi led a group of people to surround him in a noisy manner, and for a while, he said countless auspicious and beautiful words, and the subordinates also presented gifts that had been prepared for a long time. There were everything from sweat towels and fans to stone paperweights, and it didn't take long for him to hug a bunch of them.

Seeing that his hands were full of things, Qiu Zhen couldn't help but smile, and then stepped forward to push Zhang Yue into the room: "This longevity noodle has already been prepared, and the guests who came to celebrate the birthday have also arrived, just waiting for you, young master, the birthday star." Although it's not a full life, it's a year older, so don't forget to give everyone a reward later! Sister Lingxi has already ordered people to set up three tables of wine and food in the flower hall for everyone to have fun, and we plan to set up wine in our own room! ”

Who the so-called guests refer to, Zhang Yue naturally knew in his heart. Sure enough, when he broke through the green bamboo curtain and entered the door, he saw Du Juan and Meng Min sitting side by side on the west side of the kang. The two girls are all one-color jade plate-collar right Hangzhou silk shirts, agarwood-colored water weft skirts, and even hairstyle bead hairpin earrings are exactly the same, looking like a pair of sisters, he can't help but be stunned. When they stood up and congratulated their birthdays in unison, he reacted and hurriedly met them one by one.

"You still remember my birthday, but I forgot about it!"

"I've been pulled by Sister Min every day to do needlework these days, and I can't forget it." Du Juan glanced at Meng Min and said with a smile, "I know you have something on your mind these days, but even so, you still have to have a birthday, otherwise what's the matter with you being depressed from the inside out?" It just so happens that my aunt's illness is improving a little now, and Sister Min can also find time to eat your bowl of longevity noodles. ”

"I don't have anything else to give, just two sets of clothes, shoes and socks." Meng Min couldn't help but blush slightly when he saw Du Juan looking at him with a narrow face, and then said generously, "I didn't do this alone, Sister Du and Xiao Wu Chunying both helped, otherwise they wouldn't be able to get out for a while." It's also thanks to Sister Lingxi that a few of them found out your old clothes to look like, but you'd better give it a try, if it's not good, I'll take it back and change it when the time comes. ”

Xiao Wu on the side stuck out his tongue there: "Don't mention me, I'm there to help, it's more tiring to hold an embroidery needle than a pen!" Miss didn't help much, and she couldn't do the meticulous work of needles and threads, but Xiao Chunying's craftsmanship was good! ”

Although Du Juan knew that the kung fu of the female red was extremely limited, she didn't expect Xiao Wu to directly expose the scars, so she had to glare at her fiercely. Amber on the side smiled and picked up the clothes, and took off Zhang Yue's official robe with Lingxi, put the Su Heqing gauze shirt on Zhang Yue one after another, and fiddled with him back and forth. The autumn marks on the side were still insufficient, so he simply matched all the trivial items such as fan sleeves and tape belts, and bent down to put on the pair of small soap boots for Zhang Yue. In the end, several girls of the same age gathered in front of the kang and looked left and right at Zhang Yue, looking at each other, looking giggling.

Wearing the clothes on his body, Zhang Yue felt that it fit perfectly, and he also thanked them for their kindness. At that moment, he thanked Meng Min and Du Juan first, and had to praise a few more girls. The others didn't care, but Xiao Wu waved his hand vividly and said, "You have to thank Miss Meng, if she wasn't careful, Miss might have pulled the embroidery needle in it and forgot to pull it out...... Ouch, who hit me! ”

Raising her head and seeing that Du Juan was still holding another ball of thread in her hand, she hurriedly hid behind Lingxi with her head in her arms, and then playfully stuck out her tongue. Du Juan was about to throw it, but when she saw the curtain lifted, it was the Cui family who came in with a paulownia plate holding a few steaming bowls of noodles, and she put down her hand angrily. Meng Min next to her went up and pulled her sleeve, and said with a smile: "It's very easy for Sister Du to treat Xiao Wu, send her a needlework every day in the future, and keep her honest in less than three days!" ”

"Don't bully me with this idea! Sister Qiujian, I'd rather learn from you and bread dumplings! ”

"Xiao Wu, you better save it, let you make dumplings, who is willing to give up so much white noodles?"

Seeing that three bowls of noodles had already been placed on the kang table, and Xiao Wu and Qiu Zhen had made a mess again, Zhang Yue couldn't help but laugh, so he simply listened to the two most playful ones arguing beside him, and asked Meng Min and Du Juan to eat together while it was hot. After a while, the other noodles were also delivered one by one, and everyone had to sit in a circle on the kang, and before the noodles were finished, the sound of chirping almost knocked over the roof. After a long time, seeing that the sky was dark, Lingxi took the autumn mark amber to collect the dishes and chopsticks, and Zhang Yue personally sent the guests out.

When he arrived at the back door of the mansion, Meng Min glanced at Du Juan, and suddenly said: "Sister Du, before I came out, my mother said that I wanted to eat tender tofu brain, and I and Red Sleeves went to the other end to buy it first." Now that it's getting dark late, I know you're worried about Master Du, so if you stay a little longer, I'll let someone keep the door open for you. As she spoke, she nodded at Zhang Yue and smiled happily, "It is said that Ji people have their own natural appearance, God will definitely bless good people, and Brother Yue should not worry too much." ”

Seeing Meng Min and Red Sleeves go straight away, Zhang Yue couldn't help but glance at the back a few more times, and then turned his gaze. Finding that Du Juan's face had lost the relaxed smile he had just had, he explained in a deep voice the situation of eating a closed door again during the day, and then said worriedly: "If Ming Di said so, Mr. should have predicted the future, but he still insisted on going his own way regardless of the consequences, I am really worried." ”

He paused for a moment, and then explained: "The emperor is a person who is extremely nostalgic, and the military generals are not only heroes, but also robes that have been in the same boat through thick and thin, and they must not be discarded at any time." In contrast, civil officials are just wall grass swaying back and forth, usable but more guarded, and naturally far from military generals. Although Mr. is deeply trusted by the emperor, how can he compare to the King of Han who was born and died for the emperor before and after the saddle? ”

Du Juan couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Young Master Yao also said this in the letter. In fact, he also mentioned in the letter that Jing Nanfan had countless military ministers and marquises, and he was the only monk who started the civil service. In the last life of the emperor, the civil officials could not overshadow the military ministers, but in the future, this situation will definitely be reversed, and after the establishment of the country, the state will eventually need to be secured. Although Daddy can't be as far-sighted as Young Master Yao, he won't know this truth, and since he knows it, he still does it......"

Chunying and Xiao Wu had already tiptoed to the side, so as not to disturb the conversation between the pair. However, they have this mind, but others do not have the ability to read words and feelings. Just when Zhang Yue wanted to pick up the stubble, a powerful voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Young master, I just got the news that Jin Yiwei was ordered to take Master Du into Beijing! I'm afraid the young master will also have to take a trip to Beijing. ”

Zhang Yuehuo turned around and saw Hu Qi standing in the shadow of the gatehouse, and suddenly realized where this news came from. After a moment of shock, he immediately regained his composure, and then asked in a deep voice, "When did this happen?" ”

"The news has just arrived in the evening, but I'm afraid it will be tomorrow until I can really do it." Hu Qi glanced at Du Juan, and then whispered, "Young master, don't worry too much, since there is an arrangement, there must be a thrilling situation." ”