I have to go back to the door on the third day of the wedding.

The Lu family is also a well-known family in the business circle of Beijing, although it is not as famous as those scholars who are officials in the court, but they are not sloppy in terms of etiquette.

Early in the morning, the team that was ready to accompany the young master and the young grandmother back to the door was ready to go, and there were more than ten people, and they returned to the door to pack eight large boxes, and the boxes were pasted with big red happy characters, and a white wood was tied, which was just carried to Zhao's house by the two people in front of and behind.

At this time, Lu Wenjing and the little lady also put on plain clothes and prepared to go out, accompanied by the maid Lan Ying and the housekeeper Liu Si of the Lu Mansion.

"Son, come here, I'll tell you something." Daddy Lu Zhenji beckoned.

"Huh? Okay, Dad. ”

Lu Wenjing walked quickly in front of his father and put on a grinning look.

"Jing'er, don't embarrass your father when you go back this time. Although Zhao Liangyong used to be an errand in the palace and his body was disabled, he was the person I admired first for your father. Lu Zhenji said with a serious face.

"Daddy, what do you mean by that?"

Lu Wenjing was a little surprised, a businessman like Dad should take Shen Wansan as the object of worship, how could he admire a eunuch?

"The eunuchs in the palace are all doing the work of serving people, and once they are expelled from the palace, most of them will not survive. And this Boss Zhao is amazing, his dyeing workshop is doing very well, and he has been in Beijing for so many years, and has been squeezed by the government and his peers several times, and he has not fallen, which shows this person's means..."

“... The son understands that the power of the old father-in-law lies in the fact that he has things that we don't have. ”

"The children can be taught. You went this time to learn from our Lu family, presumably he won't treat you as an uncle. ”

Lu Wenjing nodded, "My son knows how to do it, you see, I also prepared a bag of tea for him." ”

"Tea?" Lu Zhenji glanced at the tea bag he was carrying, and immediately realized, "Stinky boy, you're quite scheming, so I'll rest assured." ”

"That's... This is where the son leaves. ”

"Go ahead, say hello to your father-in-law for your father-in-law."

"No problem."

Lu Wenjing bowed to his father, returned to the lady's side, waved his big hand, and the team walked out of the gate of the Lu Mansion and headed west.

The people of the Ming Dynasty are divided into four classes, since Lu Wenjing lost his fame, the Lu family has no relationship with the scholars, not only can not wear brocade clothes and satin when going out, but the Son of Heaven can not sit in a sedan chair and a car, only on foot.

But even so, the team of more than 20 people still attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"Look, it's someone from Lu Mansion, this posture is really a bit arrogant!"

"The Lu family is the boss of the Jin Gang, and they are rich and rich, so it's okay to be extravagant..."

"Hey, look at that bride, what a great beauty."

"The eldest young master of the Lu family is also tall and handsome, and he is really talented and beautiful, and he is a natural pair..."

"Tsk, it's a pity, Young Master Lu's fame has been taken away, otherwise, the Lu family's return this time will definitely be more pompous."

......

Zhao Qianrou faintly heard the discussion of passers-by, and couldn't help lowering her head and pulling the cuffs of Ralph Jun.

"Xianggong, look at them, why are they all surrounded, the concubine is a little unaccustomed..."

Lu Wenjing frowned slightly, looked around for a week, and indeed found that some people were not kind to their eyes.

In Jingshi, there are not a few people who are jealous of the Lu family's financial resources, they can't see the Lu family's goodness, and they can't stand the Lu family's "publicity".

"Uncle Liu, find a way to disperse the crowd." Lu Wenjing turned his face sideways and said.

"Yes, young master."

Behind him, Liu Si answered, walked in front of the person in a few steps, took a deep breath, and shouted with internal force:

"Lu Fu returns to the door, idle people, etc., quickly avoid!"

This sound shook the surrounding crowd and covered their ears and shouted pain, but the strange thing was that the people of Lufu who were close to him were safe and sound.

After knowing that it was powerful, the crowd dispersed one after another.

"Young master, everyone has dispersed."

"It's worthy of Uncle Liu, amazing."

Lu Wenjing was stunned, but he didn't expect Steward Liu to settle the matter with a roar.

Sometimes, it seems, force is more important than eloquence.

At this time, Lan Ying, the maid who was also behind her, put on a disdainful look and muttered in a low voice:

"Vulgar."

Liu Si's ears moved, and with his skills, he obviously heard it really well, and he couldn't help but tremble his beard, and his old face was slightly red.

The team returning to the door continued to march, Lu Wenjing and the little lady talked and laughed, and took this opportunity to exchange the customs and customs of the Beijing Division.

Behind them, Liu Si and Lan Ying are old and young, but they always have cold faces and look at each other unpleasantly.

Finally arrived at Zhao's mansion, in front of the mansion, there was a small guy with a smiling face:

"Young Master Lu and Miss Lu have arrived, please come in quickly."

"I'm tired."

After Lu Wenjing gave up, he took a group of people into the house, and the people who had placed the big box stopped in the front yard, and after receiving the reward money, they said goodbye to the young master and the young grandmother and went home.

The housekeeper Liu Si was also assigned a seat and waited in the guest hall opposite the front yard, while Lan Ying was able to follow Lu Wenjing and his wife into the backyard because she was part of the Zhao family.

Unlike the Lu family's mansion in Beijing, although the Zhao Mansion looks a little simple, it shows the owner's elegant and chic pursuit everywhere.

"Young Master, Miss, Sister Ying'er, the master has been waiting inside for a long time, please come in..."

In front of Zhao Liangyong's residence, the little guy bowed down and made a "please" gesture.

Lu Wenjing seemed to feel the slightest chill coming out of the crack in the door, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

For a moment, he thought of Gonggong Hai, who was brilliant in martial arts in a certain novel, and thought of the Dongchang Governor who had a miserable white face and a strange tone in some film and television dramas...

Those cold-faced eunuchs largely contracted the nightmare of his youth.

At this joint, he is about to see the real eunuch, or his father-in-law, and he can't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Xianggong?" Zhao Qianrou's soft call pulled Lu Wenjing back from fantasy to reality.

"I'm sorry, I... I was a little nervous. ”

Lan Ying raised the corners of her mouth on the side, "The young master is also afraid?" ”

"Ying'er, don't talk about it." Zhao Qianrou said angrily, "When Xianggong saw his father for the first time, it was natural for him to be a little nervous. ”

And he said softly to the prime minister:

"Don't be afraid, my father has always been very kind to people, let's go in?"

"Good..."

As soon as Lu Wenjing agreed, a neutral voice came from inside the house:

"It's the son-in-law of the Lu family who has arrived, right? Don't be outside, come inside and get warm. ”

The sound is like some faint "bubbles", but it is very magnetic and not annoying.

"Master Xie Yue."

Lu Wenjing gently pushed open the door and walked in side by side with Zhao Qianrou.

In the middle of the living room, an old man sat quietly, he had white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, although his face was beardless, but it was difficult to hide his frank air, it was Zhao Qianrou's adoptive father, Zhao Liangyong.

This old man didn't look like a eunuch at all.

"It seems that those film and television dramas are really misleading..."

Lu Wenjing thought secretly, walked forward quickly, carefully placed the tea bag on the table, and bowed again:

"Master Yue, Lu Wenjing is polite."

"Hehe, since we are an old son-in-law, we are a family, don't be so polite, sit down."

Zhao Liang smiled and sat him down, and then looked at his daughter Zhao Qianrou, her face full of love.

"Daddy..."

With tears in her eyes, Zhao Qianrou rushed over and knelt down at her adoptive father's knees.

"You kid, what are you crying about, being able to marry into the Lu family is your blessing." Zhao Liang gently patted his daughter's slightly trembling shoulder.

"My daughter hasn't seen her father for two days, and her father seems to be much older..."

"Alas... After all, Dad is the year of the sixtieth year, how can you young people be so vigorous? If you love to cry, don't bring it to the Lu family. ”

Zhao Qianrou wiped away her tears, nodded vigorously, and her expression gradually improved.

"Come and sit down next to your husband."

"Hmm."

Zhao Qianrou obediently sat down next to her husband, Lu Wenjing and her glanced at each other, and they both smiled knowingly.

The old father-in-law looks pretty good, and Qianrou didn't lie to me.

Lu Wenjing said secretly.

"Sir..."

When Lan Ying saw her master, her expression was surprisingly submissive, and she stood beside him obediently.

"Yingzi, from now on, Miss will be handed over to you to take care of, don't let me down."

When Zhao Liangyong said this, his face was extremely serious, not so much an entrustment, but an order.

Lan Ying hung his head:

"Please rest assured, Lan Ying will not let her have any mistakes if she follows Miss."

Zhao Liang shook his head, shrugged the tip of his nose, and his eyes fell on the tea bag on the table beside him.

"Is it Shifeng Longjing? My son-in-law really has a heart..."

Lu Wenjing was surprised, does the old father-in-law have a special function, just by smelling it, he can correctly tell the origin of the tea?