With the good news of Jianzhou and Mianzhou, the overall situation of the war in Pingshu has been decided, Zhang Yue is ready to leave for Guanzhong, and after sending away the northern states of Shubei to demote officials, only Pet Fucheng and Han Jixun are still living in the Jiedu Mansion Yake Pavilion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Wang Xianchao, the assassin of the state of Info, continued to govern the state, and was still busy transporting grain, grass and military supplies at this time.

The families of these officials are still in Chengdu, but there is no need to worry as long as Chengdu changes hands. In this era, all countries are the same, and the state-level official system is that the six divisions join the army and are assigned to the state assassin history, and if there is no chief official in charge for a long time, the entire state cannot operate normally.

Jianzhou is an important gateway from Guanzhong to Shuzhong, early this morning, Han Jixun came to resign, and considering a tacit relationship between the two, Zhang Yue specially sent him outside the Nancheng Gate, and sure enough, he saw Han Furong's carriage also waiting on the side of the road.

Han Jixun frowned slightly, his face was a little unnatural, his niece was originally married to the eldest grandson of the king of Le'an County, but soon ran back to her parents' house and did not go back, taking care of the family business, and later withdrew from the marriage through the relationship between the concubine and Mrs. Hua Rui, but if she remarries the king of Longxi as a concubine now, her reputation is a little unpleasant, and she is easy to be laughed at by the people of Shuzhong, but it is very worthwhile for the family, and it is very important. Han Jixun is happy to see it come to fruition, but he just hopes to delay it for a while.

Saying goodbye to Zhang Yuegong, Han Jixun led the horse over, Han Furong hurriedly got out of the car and stepped forward, squatted down with her eyebrows lowered and said, "Ask my uncle how well, I wish you a safe journey!" ”

"Are you going back to Jianzhou with me, or are you going to Guanzhong?" Han Jixun looked at his niece, his eyes were a little complicated, and he asked meaningfully.

Han Furong was originally going to Guanzhong, but as soon as the war broke out, he had to stay in Lizhou, and now Shuzhong is not very peaceful, even if he returns to Chengdu, the business affairs are messy and can't be handled, so he whispered back: "It's almost the end of the year, and the general business in Guanzhong wants to take ...... account."

"The woman is not staying! Or not...... I lost Qinzhou in the past, and now I lose the sword gate, and I have long been discredited, and I am middle-aged for today's people, but I just want a good ending. Your parents died early, you are not young, and the divorce with the Sun family is ruined, this year is twenty and six, how many years do you have left? Be self-righteous! Han Jixun was excited, waved his hand and went by himself.

Han Furong stood in front of the carriage with a stunned expression, thinking of her mother who died of illness last year, her heart was full of sorrow, and she looked at her uncle in the distance, and she was sad and shed tears. Suddenly, a big hand next to him handed over a folded white handkerchief, and quickly turned around to quickly wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to be nothing.

"I don't want to force you, and I don't just sympathize with you! In these years, there are many unfortunate women like you in the world, and I am not a fucking savior, how many people can I save? ”

Zhang Yue looked at her holding the back of the carriage, her long black hair almost hanging down to her waist, pressing on the cloak robe that was puffed up by the cold wind. couldn't help but step forward and stand beside her, and said in a low voice: "Don't hesitate anymore, you can say the right time yourself, you can be as grand as you want!" The most important thing is that you are happy yourself, and by then you will be a concubine, and who will dare to talk too much. ”

Han Furong turned around, looked at Zhang Yue and said, "You really still show your true colors, if you obey you, what is the difference between you and those layman women?" ”

You are just prettier, smarter, and more capable and wise than them, of course, Zhang Yue didn't say this, but said in his mouth: "Even if you don't think about my mind and my feelings, you should think more about yourself, right?" ”

"Huh...... I don't matter so much to you, you're just saying nice things! Han Furong pursed her lips and smiled, although she understood that Zhang Yue was coaxing her, she was still very useful in her heart.

Zhang Yue looked up at the sky, the weather was gloomy and cloudy, a little dry and cold, and it seemed that it was going to rain. The outskirts of the city looked like a desolate and depressed place, with only thin yellow leaves left from a few old trees beside the official road, and the weeds all over the ground were withered. As soon as she lowered her head, she saw that Han Furong was looking at herself with wide eyes, so she smiled and stretched out her hand and said, "I've never been to Lizhou, let's go for a walk!" ”

"This season is full of yellow leaves, how can there be any good scenery, go out to drink the wind? It's better to go back and forget it, and besides, you're so busy again! ”

Han Furong pushed Zhang Yue's hand away and wanted to get into the carriage by herself, but Zhang Yue boarded the carriage first, and then stretched out her hand. Han Furong's face turned red, and she quickly glanced left and right, so she had to shyly reach out and let Zhang Yue hold it and pull it into the car. As soon as she entered the carriage, Zhang Yue's big hand immediately reached into her waist to support her, and the two sat down side by side.

Han Furong raised her head and glanced at Zhang Yue, and said with a smile: "I suddenly remembered that when I first met you in Tongguan that year, you were also so affectionate to that Cheng Niangzi, is she okay now?" ”

"Ahem...... Say what she does? She's in Guanzhong! All very good......"

Zhang Yue was embarrassed to say that she had already given birth to her eldest son, Zhang Han, and sure enough, she saw Han Furong pouting and said: "I suddenly still don't want to go to Guanzhong, let Han Fu go, and then I will be in Xingyuan Mansion, I have a separate courtyard there!" ”

When he returns to Guanzhong, there are still many major military affairs, and if no one comes to the court to canonize him at the end of the year, Zhang Yue will open the mansion on his own, which will only be busier, how can he take care of the personal affairs of these children. She is being willful, Zhang Yue directly withdrew her hand and sat silently.

Han Furong immediately felt the change in Zhang Yue's attitude, and with a look of grievance on her face, she turned sideways angrily. She didn't talk nonsense, she just wanted to go to Xingyuan Mansion and drag it out until next spring and then go to Guanzhong, and then Zhang Yue wanted to accept her as a concubine, which would have to be grandiose, which was better than being in a small mountain town like Lizhou, and she would be welcomed into the mansion quietly.

The carriage went all the way into the city, and when it arrived at the side courtyard of Jing'an Restaurant, it stopped steadily, and the coachman shouted outside, "It's here!" ”

Zhang Yue sat still, leaning back against the carriage board and bowing his head and making no sound. Han Furong sat inside and turned her face, maybe she had figured out something, watching Zhang Yue's gaze gradually soften, she suddenly stretched out her hand to stroke Zhang Yue's cheek, and sighed slightly.

Zhang Yue held her hand, looked humble, and said with some regret: "The world is not peaceful, we don't have that time!" ”

"I know, you are the one who wants to do great things, and it is a great luck for a woman who has remarried to meet a satisfactory Langjun, how can you really expect Ming Media to marry? Or...... Prepare today, we'll ...... in the evening It's a round house, right? Han Furong's voice was like a mosquito, and she whispered with a red face.

Zhang Yue was stunned for a while, and was a little surprised, and replied with a somewhat complicated expression: "I originally meant to do it again when I go back to Guanzhong, but now ...... Too sloppy, right? ”

"Maybe when I go to Guanzhong, I will change my mind again. Anyway, my uncle didn't object and instigated it, so I would do it now, how could I really care about the reputation or something, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen into the situation where I am still in a mess. Han Furong smiled, infinitely shy.

She can run such a large family business, she is really smart, as soon as she finds out her bottom limit, she will immediately have a 180-degree change, Zhang Yue is a little reluctant, stretches out her hand and hugs her into her arms, sniffs the light fragrance of the hair in her ears, and smiles gently: "Then I don't care about anything today, what do I have to prepare, let's go buy together!" ”

"I'll write a list and let Han Fu do it later, if you are willing to stay with me in the courtyard behind my restaurant, you will be satisfied, how dare you work for the king of Longxi?" Going out with you to show up, isn't that scolding people to death? Han Furong chuckled and glanced at Zhang Yue, and said angrily.