Usually when Zhang Heling came back, he was smiling happily and his steps were relaxed, but when Zhang Erzhen heard the voice of the eldest prince coming back and greeted him with a smile, he saw a little boy with red eyes, wearing a uniform blue cotton shirt in the school, and threw himself into Zhang Erzhen's arms and choked. Zhang Erzhen was startled, and hurriedly looked at Ah Chu Ah Shan who was following behind, his eyes were slightly cold, only to see Ah Chu's body tremble, and hurriedly explained: "The second son of the Kong family is gone this morning, and the eldest son is sad." After that, he lowered his head, and the stern appearance of the big girl in his heart was really scary. Zhang Erzhen was slightly stunned, the second son of the Kong family? Isn't that Liang Aiyuan's husband? Zhang Erzhen was in a trance for a moment, and he disappeared at a young age? Is he dead?

Zhang Erzhen led Zhang Heling, who was in tears, to sit down on the Ruyi Baihua Danan fragrant wood chair, while caressing Zhang Heling's back to help Shunqi, and asked softly: "The second son of the Kong family is not much better, why is it suddenly gone?"

Mingyue came up with tea, Zhang Heling took a sip and whimpered: "Yesterday...... Yesterday, the second son came to see us in the school, and his face was not good at that time. He would have given us some lessons, but yesterday he didn't say anything. This morning, the Kong family hung up the white silk and said it was ...... The second son is gone. ”

Alas...... Zhang Erzhen gently patted Zhang Heling's thin back, a little distressed and a little dazed. The second son of the Kong family went, how old was he, eighteen years old? Nineteen years old? He went, what should Liang Aiyuan do? Although they have never been husband and wife, but in the end, they have performed the rites of husband and wife, and Liang Aiyuan is young and widowed? Zhang Erzhen thinks this word is very ironic, a fifteen-year-old girl is widowed, what can she do in the future?

Zhang Heling cried for a long time before he gradually calmed down, and wiped away his tears embarrassedly: "I'm eight years old, and I'm not a child, so I let my sister see the joke." ”

Zhang Erzhen was in a daze, and only came back to her senses when she heard Zhang Heling's hoarse voice, and her smile was a little reluctant: "Heling is so affectionate, it's too late for my sister to be happy." It's a pity that the second son of the Kong family is gone, so what should the second young grandmother of the Kong family do?"

"When I came, I heard from the Kong family that the second young grandmother fainted from crying. Zhang Heling took a big sip of the teacup, shook his head and said, "Sister, you and the second young grandmother of the Kong family are old acquaintances, so let's go and have a look." There is now a cry up and down in the Confucian Mansion, and it is pitiful to look at. "The three major tragedies of life, the loss of a father at an early age, the loss of a husband in middle age, and the loss of a son in old age. The old lady of the Kong family still doesn't know what it looks like to be sad. Zhang Erzhen looked at Zhang Heling with satisfaction, in just one year, Zhang Heling became more and more stable, the governor of Mingli, and his studies made rapid progress, and it was not in vain that she selfishly brought him to Shandong. Tangwenguan is a good place, and the Confucian family does live up to its reputation for education. But as for Liang Aiyuan, everyone in the Confucian Mansion thought that her Chongxi had succeeded, but now she has returned to before liberation. Zhang Erzhen thought that if the Confucian Mansion was really such a polite and sensible family, he should not let a little girl come thousands of miles to marry his sick and crooked son.

Zhang Erzhen's heart was a little cold, this year is not about the New Year, and he has gone to two young teenagers.

Now that the Confucian Mansion is grieving, Zhang Erzhen naturally will not visit at this time, and sent a clever force to go to the gate of the Confucian Mansion to have a look. Zhang Erzhen took Zhang Heling and the two to sit at the round table and eat the three fresh hibiscus soup served by the nurse, and both of them were a little tasteless. The force is fast to go and come back, panting and proclaiming: "The stone lion on the door of Confucius has been hung with white cloth, and the door plaque has also been hung with white silk sails, the spiritual shed has been erected, there are three mourning flags, all wrapped in white cloth, and the little maids who come and go are wearing plain white clothes, walking in a hurry, and the servants see many carriages coming and going, all of which go to Confucius to mourn." "The Confucian Mansion is so fast, neat and thoughtful, it seems that the departure of the second prince is already a tacit matter for them. Zhang Erzhen put down the spoon and lost her appetite for food. Zhang Heling also put down the spoon and said, "Sister, I'm going to the Confucian Mansion tomorrow to send the second son." Zhang Erzhen nodded, a teacher-student, Zhang Heling is willing to go, she is very happy.

The funeral of the second son of the Kong family lasted for 7749 days, and Uncle Zhang arranged and set up a road sacrifice. Zhang Erzhen stood in the Zhangjialing shed in a snow-white plain brocade men's dress as usual, watching everyone in the Confucian Mansion whimper, first a few white silk fluttering sedan chairs, followed by more than a dozen small sedan chairs, with all kinds of Chen Yi miscellaneous affairs, and successively placed two or three miles away. The road sacrifices, the colorful sheds are high, the banquets are set up, and the music is played, and the white paper coins are scattered all over the place, and the grief floats the whole street. Zhang Erzhen only saw Liang Aiyuan's maid cuckoo following one side of a sedan chair in plain clothes, and the small sedan chair followed behind, looking lonely and lonely.

After sending off the second son of the Kong family and resting for a few more days, Zhang Heling returned to the school. Zhang Erzhen wrote a letter of worship and instructed Mingyue to send it to the Confucian Mansion, and when Mingyue came back, she said: "The second young grandmother of the Confucian Mansion is infected with a disease, and it is inconvenient to see guests all day, so I said that I would personally invite the girl to go for a while." "Liang Aiyuan fell ill, Zhang Erzhen was a little embarrassed, I hope he is really sick, don't let the Kong family detain him. She doesn't want to judge others with the worst thoughts, but that's the way this world is.

Ruyue also left, the landlord couldn't get together the three of them, Zhang Erzhen lay in the hammock under the cherry blossom tree, watching the little sunlight leak down the dense leaves, thinking that Jingli didn't know what was going on......

Kim lay sick on the bed, drank a bowl of extremely strong and pungent medicine, and swallowed the last bite desperately, and his lips were stained with blood. Hongliu served the lady and lay down, and Jin asked, "Where is the master, I haven't seen him all day." ”

Hongliu has already been appointed with a steward in the outer courtyard, but the Jin family still wants her to serve closely. Hongliu neatly cleaned up the cups and dishes, and said: "At noon, a little maid called the master to go out, and the slave maid went to the door to inquire, it was the little maid of the Sun family who called out, and he hasn't come back yet." ”

Jin coughed, and said a little weakly: "The eldest girl and eldest son have sent a letter back recently, it has been a few days, have you gone to the post station to see?"

Hongliu said with relief: "Didn't the eldest prince just come to the letter last month, and the lady was happy when she read it, and said that the eldest prince is sensible." ”

Jin sighed and said: "The Kong family has no son, and the Kong family school has taken half a month's vacation, and it is also thanks to He'er's strong self-control, which is like a master, day and night, otherwise it will fall a lot." He left me just for his studies, and he didn't dare to slack off on other things. Jin closed his eyes tiredly, Hongliu gently closed the door and went out, Madame has been sick for a long time, probably because of lovesickness, I really want to see the eldest son. The second son, Zhang Yanling, has also reached the age of enlightenment, and with his elder brother back then, he went to Jinfu all day long to follow him to school. The three children were not around, and Kim was thinking so hard that he got sick after coming and going.

Zhang Luan didn't come back until the willow top on the moon, Jin had already slept and woke up, and saw Zhang Luan untying his robe alone, so he asked what was wrong, Zhang Luan's eyebrows were full of clouds, but he didn't want his wife to worry, so he squeezed out a smile and said that it was okay. Jin was already in a daze, and fell asleep again when he heard the words. Zhang Luan looked at his wife's sallow and thin cheeks, and didn't dare to disturb her, so he gently took off his shoes and socks and went to bed, holding Jin tightly in his arms.

Jin muttered, "Master, are you really okay?"

Zhang Luan comforted: "It's just that the son of the Sun family is also sick, so I went to see it, and I found Lang Zhong for treatment, and I came back late." You don't have to think about anything else, take good care of your body, and wait for a while...... If it's safe, we'll take the Zhen Zhen sisters and brothers back. ”

Jin's original mood seemed to be injected with a beam of light, and he said in surprise: "What the master said is true?" He grabbed the master's hand tightly and stared at the master.

“...... Nature is true. Since the Tai'an earthquake, the court's call for the abolition of the prince has disappeared more and more, and the prestige of His Royal Highness the prince is higher, and the ten thousand families are now unable to turn over the storm. If it goes well, I'll pick up those two children at the end of this year, I can't bear you like this. Zhang Luan gently patted Jin's thin shoulder, like a little doll. Jin nodded straightly, if the Wan family is okay, the two children should also come back.

But the situation in the court has changed, and things have not always gone so smoothly. With the body of the saint getting worse day by day. The open and secret battle between the crown prince and Wan Guifei became more and more intense and tense. The Taoist priests who were summoned into the palace by the saint came in waves, offering boxes of elixirs one after another. Gao Chuan, a scholar of Hallym University, shouted that the elixir of immortality was poison when he was in the court, and His Majesty could no longer drink it, but he was reprimanded by the saint in front of the court, and ordered to return to the field and remove his armor, and he was not allowed to go out in March. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were silent. The saint is obsessed with alchemy, and naturally ignores a lot of things in the court, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is becoming more and more in power, and Wan Guifei is also tossing behind her back, that is, Concubine Shao Niangniang and Concubine De Niangniang, who have children under their knees, are indispensable for a competition. Because of this, Zhang Erzhen and Zhang Heling's return to Beijing was delayed, and Zhang Luan did not dare to take risks.

And Zhang Erzhen, who was far away in Shandong, received Liang Aiyuan's post after spending a relaxing time, packed up, and immediately came to Confucius.

Liang Aiyuan was lying in the hibiscus brocade of ginger velvet satin, and the cuckoo opened the curtain to welcome Miss Zhang in, Zhang Erzhen only felt that the beads in front of her flickered, and she heard Liang Aiyuan's weak voice: "Zhenzhen, if I didn't come to Shandong, it would be good......"

Liang Aiyuan is wearing a plain brocade lily wishful jacket, although it is now the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, you can also feel the chill in Liang Aiyuan's house. Zhang Erzhen sat on the cushion on the other side separated from Liang Aiyuan, and saw that Liang Aiyuan's eye sockets were deep, the eye circles were blue, the lips were pale and trembling, and the black hair was simply tied in a bun, and she didn't even wear a hairpin, which actually had a bit of Lin Daiyu's delicate and soft feeling. Liang Aiyuan laughed at himself: "Look if I'm not out of shape? After sending my second brother away, I was sick and couldn't go out, and it has been a few months. I'm so glad you came to see me, Zhenzhen. I'm in Shandong, so I can be regarded as having a friend to worry about. ”