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Chapter five hundred and sixty-four son-in-law, brother-in-law

Chapter 564: Son-in-law, brother-in-law

Xiaowu now lives in the boudoir where Du Wan was at home. According to Du Zhen and his wife, it is always idle here. It is not like she has lived with Du Wan before, and she does not have to close a house to clean up other things.

Residence. Therefore, compared with when Du Wan got married, most of the furniture in this house has not been touched, that is, a few small furnishings have been added. For example, a small medicine box, a bronze figure used to confirm acupuncture points, and

For example, there are several thick books on medical skills, and some are extra items given by the second elder.

At present, there is an elm canopy bed against the wall of the east room, with an ink flower damask hanging on it. There is a celadon vase on the small table next to it. On it, a flower-viewing beauty is outlined with a few strokes of light ink, and the signature is signed.

But it was the word "Du". At this moment, she was sitting on the bed with her chin in her hands, staring at the vase with her face flushed.

This vase is just an ordinary item, worth only a few coins at most, but the calligraphy and painting on it are the handwriting of dad. Dad loves calligraphy and painting, but except for a few friends, the calligraphy has never been circulated outside. This is the case.

It was only after she was released from prison that she drank a few more drinks one night, and after being obsessed with her for a while, she got such an amazing treasure. Looking at the naive girl above, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

He smiled and wrinkled his nose again.

Naturally, her parents had nothing to say to her, but...but she couldn't ask such questions. It was all Uncle Yue's fault. If he hadn't talked nonsense, she wouldn't have been so upset.

There are also her sister and brother-in-law, they are so hateful, she just complained a few times, what do you mean there is no three hundred taels of silver here, she clearly didn't mean that!

With a slight sigh, Xiao Wu stood up, then went to the bedside and opened the window. A cool breeze blew in from outside, and she only felt that the heat on her face had dropped slightly, but she looked at the table

In the small bronze mirror, she still saw her feverish face, and couldn't help but stamp her feet angrily.

"Xiao Wu, why do you hide in the house after lunch? Your sister comes back rarely. In the past, you would run to Zhang's house when you had nothing to do. Today, you came back. Why do you seem to be a different person? I went out of my way to do it myself.

I’ve made your favorite date paste sweet cake and sweet soup, please come out quickly so you don’t have to go back and fuss about craving something sweet.”

Xiao Wu was startled when she heard Qiu's voice outside. She touched her hot face and quickly tried to cover it up: "Mom, you and your sister can eat together. I... I have a stomachache."

!”

In a moment of desperation, Xiao Wu could only come up with the only reason she could think of. However, what she didn't expect was that at the next moment, the door was pushed open. When she saw Mrs. Qiu walking in quickly, her face changed.

Her head was full of anxiety, and she froze there for a while. It wasn't until her mother stepped forward and touched her forehead that she quickly took two steps back and said coquettishly: "Mom, I am a doctor myself, but I am just a doctor."

A little illness, it’s nothing to worry about!”

"It's just my forehead, how come both sides of my face are so hot?" Qiu ignored Xiao Wu's explanation and shook her head angrily, "You're an adult now, and you've also studied medicine. Don't you know?

This autumn day is dry and the internal fire is heavy. Do you need more food to relieve the fire? I think your stomachache is caused by you not paying attention. Don't stay in the house, just go out and drink something hot. On weekdays, you

I had a lot to talk about with Wan'er, but we ran away so quickly after lunch today. Could it be that we had a quarrel?"

"No...no!"

Hearing that Qiu made such a guess, Xiao Wu quickly denied it. But this time she had no excuse to escape, so she had to follow Qiu out of the house dejectedly. When she got to the yard, she narrowed her eyes and took a look.

Looking at the sun in the sky, he helped Mrs. Qiu's arm and said, "Mom, the day after tomorrow is August 15th! You used to make the mooncakes with your own hands, how about I do it this year? I've been with Mrs. Wu in the kitchen for a while.

Ying has been learning cooking for a long time, and I won’t cause any trouble this time!”

"Are you going to make mooncakes?" Ms. Qiu was surprised. Seeing the serious look on Xiao Wu's face, she really didn't want to dampen the little girl's interest. She thought that if the fillings were mixed well, nothing would happen.

So he nodded reluctantly and lightly scratched Xiao Wu's nose, "Forget it, I'll give it a try this year to see if your skills can improve. Don't underestimate this, the girl is married.

, no matter whether the husband’s family is picky or not, the kitchen will have to be taken care of for a few days.”

"Mom!" Duanduan mentioned the word "marriage" again, and Xiaowu immediately pouted, "I have said it many times, I don't want to marry! I don't want to choose a bad mother-in-law, and I don't want to be like my sister all day long.

Facing so many elders and so many sisters-in-law, I only serve you and daddy wholeheartedly, and I will protect you for the rest of my life!"

Qiu didn't know how many times she had heard this kind of words, and even her ears had calluses. At first she would scold her a few words in annoyance, but after hearing it too many times, she no longer took it seriously. She heard about Xiao Wu's life experience.

Du Wan mentioned that knowing that she didn't reveal anything on the surface, she might not really know in her heart, so she didn't want to force her from behind. At this time, she smiled and casually taught a few words. Waiting until the mother and daughter came out.

After entering the courtyard gate, a little girl rushed out from the corner, came closer and curtsied.

"Madam, second young lady, uncle and Mr. Wan are here together!"

Hearing that Zhang Yue and Wan Shijie had arrived together, Xiao Wu suddenly panicked and said quickly: "Mom, since there are guests, I will go back to the room first..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? One is your brother-in-law, you don't know how many times you have met him; the other is your father's descendant, he has helped the boss of our family before, it's not like you haven't seen him before!"

Qiu said this and saw that Xiao Wu's expression was becoming more and more wrong, and she still didn't understand. When she originally intended to betroth her daughter to Zhang Yue, she thought that it was rare to find a person whose husband could recognize her. His character and knowledge must be good;

Now, although Xiao Wu is not her biological child, she has such a cute and lively girl Cheng Huan as her daughter. She hopes to pick another son-in-law that suits her. Wan Shi Jie is a good-looking person, and what’s even more rare is that he seems to be interested in Xiao Wu.

He was thoughtful, took good care of him when he went back and forth to Xuan Mansion, and never violated etiquette. He was definitely a gentleman. Although his parents were both dead and his family was poor, it didn't matter.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grab Xiao Wu's hand: "Besides, even if your brother-in-law and Mr. Wan are here, they are still going to see your father. You and I will go talk to your sister on your own. It has nothing to do with you.

What are you nervous about?"

Nervous... When did she get nervous? When Xiao Wu saw the little girl who reported the news secretly looking at her, as if snickering, she couldn't help but feel even more bitter. It would be easy for her to break away from Qiu's hand, but that was really unruly.

, so even if she wanted to run back to the house and bury her head directly on the bed, she had no choice but to follow her mother reluctantly. She met many people along the way, and everyone she looked at seemed to have a special look in their eyes, so

As he walked, his face became redder and redder, and finally even the palms of his hands started to feel warm.

And someone on the other side didn't fare much better. Ever since he entered Du Zhen's study, Wansijie, who had always been leisurely and unrestrained, gradually became nervous. In this crisp autumn season, there was a layer of worry on his forehead. Shining oil. At this moment, Du Zhen and Zhang Yue stood on the left and right behind Du Zhen, watching his father-in-law-to-be write on the horizontal scroll with his pen, but he became more and more absent-minded.

"Because the emperor appreciates the handwriting of the Shen brothers, and because you were favored by the emperor in Yuanjie because of your handwriting, more and more scholars today are copying their copybooks. Last year's In the imperial examination, I heard that at least 60 to 70% of the candidates answered in Shen style. However, the reason why it is called calligraphy is that only calligraphy cannot be used, but it is inferior. Yuanjie, you were following the big Scholar Shen has also been studying for a long time, and now he should know what to focus on. Although scholars cannot blindly study rote books, they must apply what they have learned to manage the world, but they cannot lose their skills. Knowledge can be seen from the handwriting."

Unlike later generations, today's politicians are almost all literary leaders. While serving as high-ranking officials in the court, they are constantly writing books and sayings. Without real talent and practical learning, when the court held a scripture banquet, the literati from all over the world would not be able to To save you face. Therefore, in the face of such a reminder, Zhang Yue nodded repeatedly. But when he saw Wan Shijie, who had always been familiar with nodding, his head stiffened, he couldn't help but quietly stretched out his elbow and gave it a heavy blow. Someone.

After eating this elbow, Wan Shijie immediately came back to his senses. Zhang Yue found that Du Zhen didn't notice his little movements. He continued to write after stopping just now. He couldn't help but recited a few sentences silently, and after reading most of it , discovered that this was a memorial article, and couldn't help but be surprised. Then he and Wan Shijie looked at each other, and both saw the surprise on the other's face.

"The Liang family was born in Taihe, Jiangxi Province. The father was a man of gentle nature, well-read classics and history, and a humble man. At the end of the Hongwu period, he took the rural examination. He was taught by Cangxi, Sichuan, and recommended to Sihui County, Yangjiang, and Yangchun. They were both known for their integrity and peace... …”

Although the memorial text was only half written, since Zhang Yue and Wan Shijie understood who did it, they were naturally surprised. It was because the prince had indulged Chen Qianhu, but the emperor was furious and Let the Jinyi guards take Liang Qian and Zhou Mian to the capital. If Du Zhen hadn't tried to intercede, Liang Qian would have hardly escaped, and he would have died with Zhou Mian. However, looking at the content of this memorial, could it be that Liang Qian died?

"Brother Shiqi and Liang Bo'an were from the same hometown, so I learned about his death. He was once the acting president of "Yongle Dadian", but now he died silently. I can only write this memorial. I will burn it for him here so that I can pay my respects on the way back to my hometown. Although I have almost no friendship with him, I admire his knowledge. I only heard that he left behind an old wife and a young son, and he will be the orphan and widowed mother in the future. It’s really sad to think about relying on each other for our lives.”

Du Zhen finished the last word at this time, and immediately put the pen on the pen holder and straightened up. Looking at the entire piece of writing paper dripping with ink, he said without looking back: "I can do it then." Yes, I just saved Liang Bo'an's life. However, if there is a chance in the future, if I still have the ability, I will avenge his injustice. This is not out of friendship and justice, but doing things alone. There has to be a beginning and an end!”

Although these words were said lightly, Wan Shijie couldn't help but stand in awe, and Zhang Yue even remembered the names that had disappeared during the Yongle period. Xie Jin was originally sent to Jinyi Guard Prison, but due to Zhu Gaoxu and Ji Gang's slander, he was implicated in the deaths of Yu and others.

Among those in prison were Chen Shou, Ma Jing, and Xu Siwen, and those who died after being implicated were Xu Shanshu and Wang Ruyu, plus Liang Qian, Zhou Mian, and Huang Huai, Yang Pu, and others who were slow to greet them and were imprisoned. The officials in the East Palace were already withered.

Group after group of people were killed, and only Yang Shiqi was left standing.

When the writing on the paper gradually dried, Zhang Yue went to get the copper basin for burning the writing paper. Wanshijie refused to be idle and hurriedly went to Mo Yu and Ming Dy outside the door to ask for paper media and flint. Seeing that

The roll of paper was gradually swallowed up by the fire, and the three people in the room were silent, each thinking about their own thoughts.

"Nephew Wanxian, Brother Shiqi has always praised you very much. He said that you seem to be loose and informal, but in fact you are thoughtful and not reckless. When I was in prison, you took great care of our family. I

I'm always grateful." Du Zhen slowly turned around and saw Wan Shijie's face turning red and opening his mouth to speak, so he waved his hand, "You are Yuan Jie's best friend, of course I know, but really.

Is that all?”

In front of those calm and clear eyes, Wan Shijie felt that his thoughts were clearly seen. If he refused to admit it at this moment, he would be clearly deceiving others, so when he saw Zhang Yue's encouraging eyes, he simply turned his heart

Yiheng, bowed down respectfully: "Uncle Du, this junior...this junior is not talented, and wants to marry a daughter of your own!"

He finally said what he had been holding in his heart for a long time. He felt much relieved and returned to his usual self: "This junior is lonely and comes from a poor family. Although he was promoted to the head of the Ministry of War after being a concubine for three years,

, but I don’t dare to make any guarantees about my future future. But I can promise that if I marry a wealthy woman, I will cherish it even more! You said that things must be done from beginning to end, and I will definitely do it."

Although this was an expected attitude, Du Zhen couldn't help but smile a little after hearing this last sentence. In his opinion, Xiao Wu's temperament is naturally excellent, but there are many blind people in the world. If he just

Marrying her out of a good match or other considerations may not be a good thing for her. She is used to being casual, and she is afraid that she won't be able to accept too many restrictions when she gets married. Only if you really like her as a person can you tolerate everything about her.

Fortunately, there is such a person now.

"I can trust you, but..."

At this moment, not to mention Wan Shijie's heart was raised in his throat, even Zhang Yue's eyes widened, and he was extremely worried. In his impression, Du Zhen was never a person who played hard to get, and the word "but"

What's going on?

"It's true that parents order matchmakers, but I have never liked forcing marriages on my children. As long as Xiao Wu can agree to marry you, I will naturally be happy to have a son-in-law like you, and Yuan Jie must also be happy to have a brother-in-law like you."
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