After Wu Siye left, Zhang Lijun welcomed him into the room.

Zhang Li glanced at the leftovers on the table, and said to Xiao Ran with a smile: "Brother Xiao Ran, two more dishes?" ‘

He shook his head, sat down on the chair next to Zhang Li, and said, "I was eating next door, and as soon as I finished settling the bill, I heard the commotion here, so I came to take a look." ‘

Zhang Zhang nodded slightly, sat down too, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked, "Is Brother Xiaoran familiar with that Fourth Master Wu?" ‘

Ran glanced at Zhang Li, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Familiar bullshit! The brothers of the Wu family, all of whom have eyes on the top of their heads, how can they be familiar with me? ‘

Zhang Zhang was a little puzzled, and said in confusion: "Just now I saw that guy was quite polite to Brother Liran, I don't know why?" ‘

Ran scratched his head and said, "Today, the second prince of Wu has prepared a big gift and came to find the prince, I don't know what the specific thing is." ‘

After a pause, he continued: "This Fourth Prince Wu came with Second Prince Wu, and the Second Master Wu who the eldest young master saw at the Yamen of Jinyi Wei at that time, and I and Fourth Prince Wu were waiting outside the Yamen. Somehow, he treated me with great courtesy, and brought me a silver ticket of two hundred taels......

Zhang Zhang was a little surprised, isn't this second son of Wu Wu Sangui, what is he looking for Zhang Shize, the prince of the British prince, to do?

Zhang Li was silent for a long time, then raised his head, looked at Xiao Ran quietly, and said, "Brother Xiao Ran, the identity of the fourth son of the Wu family must be ...... Presumably a little higher than his brother, but so? When I first arrived, I didn't know the situation in the capital, and if I made a mistake, I hope that my brother will not blame. ‘

He didn't care at all, nodded and said, "That's right. I'm just a chief guard in the Guogong Mansion, and the background of the Wu family's Liaoxi generals is really a tyrant in Beijing! ‘

Speaking of this, he seemed a little resentful, and added: "Our British duke is a hereditary iron hat duke. The son of an ordinary civil official and military general, when he sees me, he also wants to give me a little thin noodles. However, the Wu family is an exception, and even the Long Live Lord has good food and drink for them, for fear that they will stop doing it. If the mountain customs is lost. Da Ming is over! ‘

Zhang Zhang nodded in understanding.

Needless to say, this Liaoxi general is very arrogant.

Chongzhen is so poor that he can't afford to pay millions of taels of 'Liao' every year.

Since he has such a large amount of military salary, I am afraid that Wu Sangui's family will smash the civil official group with gold and silver in Haiti with his backhand. They are in cahoots with each other, and their status is indestructible.

Emperor Chongzhen, when he encountered the collusion between the Liaoxi generals and civil officials, he really had eight lifetimes of mold, and with his little IQ, he was stunned and didn't break the game until he died.

Zhang Li sighed softly and said to Xiao Ran: "Then Wu Sangui is not a good person. ‘

He was a little surprised, and his brows furrowed: "Zhang Juren, if you say that Fourth Prince Wu is a gentleman, everyone in the capital will naturally know about it. But the second son of Wu is not. He is extremely talented, Wen Taowu is unique in the world for a while, and he seems to be a rising star in Liaoxi. ‘

Suddenly remembered something, and his face showed envy: "Then the second prince of Wu even praised the emperor as the dragon and phoenix among the people, but there was an inconspicuous imperial history that said that the word dragon was inappropriate, but the emperor said that it was okay for him to be the dragon in the army!" Such praise is unique in the three hundred years of the dynasty! ‘

Zhang Zhang nodded slightly, remembering Bai Juyi's famous poem, and couldn't help but chant softly:

'Zhou Gong was afraid of rumors, and Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp the time.

Xiang Rang died at the beginning. Who knows if it's true or false in a lifetime? ‘

came by himself, and naturally knew what kind of character Wu Sangui would be in the future, but now that he had surrendered to the Manchu Tartars, no one would believe him.

I listened to the poem by Zhang Linian. I vaguely felt that the tension probably meant something, but I couldn't say what it meant.

Suddenly looked at the sky outside the window, got up and bowed his hand to Zhang Li, and said: "Zhang Juren, if you are still here, it is inconvenient to accompany you for a long time, so I will have a drink with Your Excellency another day." Luckily? ‘

Zhang Zhang nodded, and also bowed: "Brother Lone, please take it." ‘

After Zhang Xiaoran left, Zhang Zhang and Gao Yuanliang also quickly settled the bill and left the Red Temple Restaurant.

……

In the annex of the British Mansion, Ruochen sat in front of his mother's bed, stunned and in a daze.

On the way back to Beijing, Ruochen occasionally contracted a cold, but because it was not very serious, he kept holding on and did not tell Zhang Li.

Today, before Ruochen came to the courtyard from the Guogong Mansion, he deliberately dressed up - his cloud-like hair was combed neatly, tied with gold rings on the top, and pulled into a flying fairy bun to the left and right, and a group of carefully selected Kunlun jade beads and emerald jewelry were inserted on the side of the bun.

Ruochen's somewhat pale face was skillfully remedied by the evenly applied fat powder; The faintly drawn eyebrows complement each other to set off her charming big eyes.

Ruochen was still complacent about his elaborate dressing, but finally showed his most beautiful side to give tension.

Women are pleasing to themselves, and the ancients are honest and do not deceive me.

However, the longer he meditated, the more disappointed Ruochen became, and in the end, he was even a little upset.

Ruochen sighed and said to himself, "Alas, he really didn't see it—I'm sick." ‘

Ruochen was a little unwilling, took out the rouge box he carried with him, took out a small bronze mirror, and looked at the person in the mirror for a long time: "I don't blame him, it's because he paints well and hides his sick appearance." ‘

Ruo Chen put the small bronze mirror into the rouge box, and suddenly became a little annoyed: "Doesn't he know what kind of heavenly eye technique?" Can't see this? ‘

After a while, Ruo Chen shook his head and said with a wry smile: "He didn't look at me with the eyes of heaven, and he can be regarded as a righteous gentleman, if he really looks at me with the eyes of heaven, he's scared to death!" ‘

Ruochen trembled, suddenly lost his face, and his little heart fluttered!

Just when Ruochen was thinking nonsense, a lonely voice came from outside the room: "Miss, master, please go back to the house." ‘

Ruochen restrained his thoughts, and his father told him to return to the Gongfu?

When I came out, I told my father that I was here to accompany my mother for a day!

What the hell is going on?

Ruochen didn't have time to think about it, and walked out of his mother's hospital room quickly.

In the inner house of the British Mansion, an old man in his fifties was sitting on the Taishi chair, holding an azure porcelain cup, carefully playing with it.

The old man was dressed in a purple brocade robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, looking at the porcelain cup in his hand and muttering to himself: "Legend has it that the firewood kiln is as blue as the sky, bright as a mirror, thin as paper, and sound like a lot. ‘

There was a person standing next to the old man, wearing a red brocade robe, and it was Zhang Shize, the son of the British prince: "Father, this firewood kiln porcelain was made by the royal family during the Chai Rong period of the Later Zhou Emperor, and it has never been seen in legends, not in real objects. Wu Zongrong didn't know where to get such a divine object to give to his father, if he wanted to estimate it, he was afraid that he would not be able to get 100,000 pieces of silver? ‘

It turned out that the old man in the purple brocade suit turned out to be the British duke - Zhang Zhiji!

Two words popped out of Zhang Zhiji's mouth faintly: 'Priceless treasure.' ‘

Zhang Shize nodded, and said with some envy: "My British Mansion has been hanging for 200 years, and I have been repeatedly gifted by emperors of all generations, but I have never seen this firewood kiln porcelain. ‘

Zhang Zhiji snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he put the firewood kiln porcelain cup on the table, and no longer looked at it, as if this extremely valuable artifact was just an ordinary teacup.

Zhang Shize didn't know his father's intentions, so he couldn't speak, and the room became a little dull for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Zhiji sighed and said: "It's a good family affair, the elk is running away today, and tomorrow is hiding, and she actually let the cooked duck fly!" ‘

'Elk' is the nickname given to her by Ruochen's grandfather Zhang Weixian, the previous generation of British dukes, in the entire British Mansion, only the British duke and Ruochen's eldest brother Zhang Shize can call her so, and others dare not call her so.

Zhang Shize's brows furrowed, with a look of wanting to say something.

Zhang Zhiji glanced at his son and said lightly: "I'm afraid that the elk runs out every day, and you, who are the elder brothers, have secretly helped a lot, right?" ‘

Zhang Shize smiled bitterly and did not argue.

Zhang Zhiji sighed and said helplessly: "You don't accept Zhu Yongan, the son of Chengguo, how can you not know the reason for being a father?" ‘

Seeing that his father had said what was on his mind, Zhang Shize took two steps forward and said, "Father, Chengguo Gong is now very favored by the emperor, and I heard that the emperor intends to give him the position of commander of the Beijing camp, which is equivalent to controlling the military power of our Beijing Division." ‘

Zhang Zhiji nodded, and after being silent for a long time, he said lightly: "Do you think that my father and I tolerate everywhere and don't fight with him, which is cowardice?" ‘

Zhang Shize dared to say a word, but he was unwilling, so he said in a roundabout way: "There are some rumors outside, saying that my British Mansion was trampled on by the Chengguo Mansion. ‘

Zhang Zhiji stroked his beard lightly and said with a slight smile: "How is your temperament today?" ‘

'Your Majesty? Zhang Shize exclaimed, and then reflexively said, "The emperor is wise and martial, Wen Tao is strategic, ambitious, and diligent in political affairs......

Zhang Zhiji frowned, waved his hand, and interrupted Zhang Shize's words: "This is not the last dynasty, what is the use of these words?" Let's be honest! ‘

Zhang Shize was a little embarrassed, and after thinking for a while, he shook his head and said: "Suspicion is very strict, mean and unkind, and ruthless!" ‘

Zhang Zhiji smiled coldly and said slowly: "You still have some vision. Such a master, Zhu Chunchen, the Duke of Chengguo, wants to be in the limelight, so let him go out! I'll ask Tian Wenshe to be a rich man! ‘

After saying this, Zhang Zhiji picked up the priceless firewood kiln porcelain cup on the table again and played with it 'carefully'.

Zhang Shize's heart moved suddenly, and he looked at his father with gray hair on his head with some surprise, as if he had really recognized his father for the first time today!

Ginger is still old and spicy!

It's not that my father doesn't fight with that country, but my father has concerns!

With the character of today's Chongzhen Tianzi, his father will not wade into this troubled water before he is completely sure.

The British government has been standing for 200 years, and the hereditary replacement, whether it is Wanli, Apocalypse, or Chongzhen, is just the master of flowing water.

As long as the British government does not fall, it is an iron-clad camp! (To be continued.) )