In Chang'an City, in a courtyard, there are three people sitting in the house.

Zhang Zhongming went to the stove, picked up the teapot on it, first poured a cup of tea for his father, then poured a cup for the sister who had a bad temper, and finally himself.

Zhang Juzheng gently picked up the teacup, which was steaming, and a cup of hot tea went down to his stomach, so that Lord Shoufu, who had come here since the order and had not yet eaten, relieved his hunger.

Putting down the teacup, Zhang Juzheng said softly: "Are you still used to living here?"

Wang Yi put his hands on the chair and sat up straight, but slightly lower than Zhang Juzheng. The sitting posture was given to him by the maid a few days ago, and it was said that it was the standard sitting posture of everyone's ladies, and it was necessary to lower it than the men in his own family to show respect.

"Okay, had a good day. ”

Zhang Juzheng saw Wang Yi sitting like this, and persuaded: "There is no need to be like this, in your father... ”

Wang Yi was about to get up and leave in an instant when he heard this, and Master Zhang, who had done a bad thing in his life, had no choice but to press Wang Yi and change his words again and again, "Okay, it's my fault, I just want to tell you, when it's okay, you can go out for a walk, don't care about those people outside, they don't dare to do anything to you." ”

"Oh. ”

Wang Yi was obviously not very interested, just lowered his head and took a sip of tea, looked at the book in his hand, and perfunctory at will.

Zhang Zhongming sat there, looked at his father for a while, and then looked at Wang Yi, feeling a little happy in his heart.

His father was so strict with him on weekdays, but when he came to his sister, he was left aside by his sister without saying a few words.

Zhang Juzheng asked Wang Yi about his recent life, all of which were things he knew on weekdays, but after Wang Yi answered from his mouth, he felt a little different.

This feeling made Zhang Juzheng very comfortable, although Wang Yi's tone was not very friendly.

Zhang Zhongming felt that the room was a little dull, and it was also to let his father and sister have some time to be alone, so he put on his brocade robe and walked out.

There was no stove outside the house, and the temperature was a little cold, Zhang Zhongming pulled the brocade robe on his body and walked boredly in the courtyard.

There are only three rooms in the whole courtyard, one is used to pile up sundries, and the other is the maid's room, and the largest one is naturally Wang Yi's residence.

Zhang Zhongming didn't dare to go to Wang Yi's room, after coming on weekdays, he was sitting in the living room just now, and Wang Yi's room was an existence that Zhang Zhongming didn't dare to enter after coming so many times.

Why do you want to enter, of course, you want to steal some money and come out, with the old man's love for his sister, Zhang Zhongming doesn't believe that there is nothing valuable in Wang Yi's room.

But as soon as he wanted to make a move, he walked outside the room, and just as he wanted to reach out and push the door open, he was discovered by the maid.

"Young Master, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Zhongming immediately withdrew his outstretched hand, laughing, a little embarrassed.

"Osmanthus, what are you doing here? ”

The clothes on the osmanthus are not expensive, but the price is also expensive, thanks to the fact that the lady takes care of herself on weekdays. In the past, the young lady did not rely on her identity as a young lady, just like the young ladies in those wealthy nobles, bullying her subordinates. On the contrary, he took care of himself everywhere and helped himself wash vegetables and cook.

At first, Wang Yi frightened Osmanthus like this, thinking that the young lady was going to drive her away, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing. It wasn't until Wang Yi opened up and chatted with her once that Osmanthus accepted this fact.

In the past, when she went out to buy things, Miss would give herself more silver, Miss Women should be kind to themselves, like her age is the best time in her life, she should radiate her own light.

That's why there are those hairpins on the osmanthus head,

I have my favorite clothes on my body.

"Young master, Miss said, when talking to her and the master, let me look at you, and don't let you enter the house casually, saying that you will steal things. ”

Zhang Zhongming gritted his teeth, glanced at Wang Yi's shadow on the window illuminated by the candlelight, and came to the shadow with a set of Wang Baquan that he made up blindly, relieving his anger.

With a long sigh, Zhang Zhongming withdrew his hands, and after finishing the work, his mood also improved.

"Osmanthus, you don't know, it's Wang Yi who is afraid that I will see the books in her study, afraid that I will see her writing, you think about what kind of person I am, young master, Zhang Juzheng's son, with one handwriting, even the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Yao Prophet has to praise a few points. ”

Osmanthus didn't believe what Zhang Zhongming said, but covered her mouth and snickered: "Young master, Miss writes better than yours." ”

Zhang Zhongming was reluctant to do so, and retorted directly, "Fart, it's impossible, you're lying to me." ”

Osmanthus didn't speak, but her eyes were clear, and she looked at Zhang Zhongming very innocently.

Osmanthus's innocent eyes gave Zhang Zhongming a big blow, and directly let this invincible young master bow his head and sit at the gate, even Osmanthus couldn't persuade him.

"Ignore me, let me be quiet. ”

Osmanthus persuaded Zhang Zhongming for a while, but it didn't work, so he didn't care about this young master whose behavior was a little strange in the eyes of others.

Sitting at the gate, looking at the old butler who didn't know when he would return to the carriage, Zhang Zhongming hadn't seen the old man for a long time.

"Old Zhangtou, we haven't seen each other in a long time. ”

The old man, who was called Lao Zhangtou, held the whip of the car in his hand, smiled and said to his young master: "Young master, it is ninety-two days and four hours. ”

Zhang Zhongming grinned, "You really remember clearly." ”

Lao Zhangtou smiled slightly, closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhang Zhongming didn't know much about the old man, but he knew that the old man was an old man brought by his family from his hometown, and he had been following his father's side, and it was not someone else who accompanied his father to the imperial city every day, but this old man.

Old Zhang Tou was still very good to Zhang Zhongming, and Zhang Zhongming caused a lot of trouble in the early years. At that time, the old Zhang Tou, who was still the housekeeper of Zhang's house, helped Zhang Zhongming wipe his buttocks.

There is still a lot of anxiety between the two.

"Hey, that kid, don't look at others, it's you, Zhang Zhongming. ”

A voice came from behind the carriage, and the old man opened his eyes suddenly, his expression was a little solemn, but then he stepped out of the carriage and saluted the back of the carriage: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

After the carriage, Li Yuan walked out with a knife on his waist, smiled at Lao Zhangtou and said, "Lao Zhangtou, are you not dead yet?"

For this kind of words, Lao Zhangtou just smiled, without words, and sat back in the carriage.

The moment he saw Li Yuan, Zhang Zhongming scolded directly, "Li Yuan, are you trying to scare me to death? ”

Li Yuan crossed his arms and deliberately pointed at Zhang Zhongming with the embroidered spring knife on his shoulder, "Nonsense, which master have you ever seen who will show up directly, and the last ones to appear are all important people." ”

Zhang Zhongming knows what Li Yuan means, it's nothing more than that, Zhang Zhongming, take a look at the master's embroidered spring knife, handsome or not, and with this face of this son, it is simply invincible, if you don't praise a few words, it will be your loss.

Zhang Zhongming, who knew what Li Yuan looked like, would follow Li Yuan's thoughts and ignore them directly.

"What are you doing here?"

Li Yuan saw that Zhang Zhongming did not praise his embroidered spring knife, nor was he angry, he smiled and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You care about me, I'll be glad to do it. ”

Well, what I said is worthy of being the top in Chang'an City

Domineering, domineering.

"Let's go, drink and go, are you going?"

Zhang Zhongming was a little moved, and when he returned home, he was either reading a book, or he was in a daze, and he was a little bored.

"Where to go, it's boring to drink, why are the two big men drinking. ”

Li Yuan patted his chest, arrogant, and his voice was so loud, as if he wanted everyone to know, "Don't worry, there are several girls, all of whom are the top brands on Huafang Street this year." ”

Zhang Zhongming directly covered Li Yuan's mouth, pulled him and ran, for fear that an old man would come out of the door behind him, with a black face, and stop him.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared in their original places, and Lao Zhangtou just wanted to catch up with the two with light skills, but was stopped by the two people who came out of the alley.

Seeing the person in charge, Lao Zhangtou was silent for a moment and then knelt down directly.

"I've seen King Yan. ”

It is Li Yuan's father, the real owner of Chang'an City, King Yan.

"Well, get up, you go to your master and come out, and say that this king has something to discuss. ”

After receiving the order, Lao Zhangtou did not get up, but knelt down on the spot.

Yan Song, who looked like a scholar beside King Yan, said with a smile: "Old Zhang Tou, tell me about you, you have been a dog accepted by the emperor all your life, monitoring Zhang Shoufu, how can you now maintain Lord Zhang." ”

It's right that the old man doesn't get up, a famous vassal king went to see the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty in private, if this falls into the ears of the emperor, his own master will be suspicious, if Yang Zhao of the Yushitai grabs it and doesn't let go, the last fold, saying that the two are intending to rebel, the lord is ignoring it, and it is not good.

"Go, don't report today's matter to the emperor, if something happens, the king will be responsible. ”

King Yan's expression was not displeased, but he took the initiative to take the responsibility and let Lao Zhangtou boldly go to his master. After weighing it, Lao Zhangtou got up and walked into the courtyard.

After talking with his daughter a moment later, Zhang Juzheng walked out of the courtyard and came to King Yan, without saluting, and said calmly: "I don't know what King Yan is looking for?"

King Yan smiled and said: "Lord Zhang, this is not the place to talk, it is better for this official to be the east, how about inviting adults to drink tea?"

Zhang Juzheng didn't answer, but asked the old Zhang Tou beside him, "Where is the young master?"

Lao Zhangtou replied truthfully, "The young master and His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan went to drink together." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Juzheng's face was gloomy, he looked at King Yan and said, "How does the prince know about this." ”

King Yan smiled and said: "This is the king's Chang'an City, this kind of thing is not difficult for the king." ”

"Let's go. ”

"Lord Zhang, please. ”

Yan Wang didn't say anything, just made a gesture of please to Zhang Juzheng, Zhang Juzheng turned around, glanced at the direction of the courtyard, and walked in front, Yan Wang followed, Yan Song followed with a smile, and Lao Zhang drove the carriage at the end.

Yan Song looked at King Yan with a somewhat respectful look, and recalled a conversation on the way here just now.

"Lord Wang, if you want to see Zhang Juzheng, just go to the house directly. ”

"If I talk to Zhang Juzheng about the right thing, there is no problem over there, but this time it is a private matter, so it can't. ”

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who was sitting on the side, said angrily: "I don't care about anything, when I get there, take Zhang Zhongming away directly, don't involve us in your affairs." ”

King Yan agreed to this matter, so there was the previous scene.

In fact, Yan Song roughly knew the inside story of some of the prince's conversation with Zhang Juzheng, but Yan Song didn't think that that matter could be so mysterious.

Glancing back at the house, Yan Song muttered, "Don't worry, I won't let you all die." ”