The white-haired veteran general Zhang Jie listened to what Mr. Yang said, and his expression suddenly changed.

He turned over and dismounted, threw the whip to his subordinate guards, and strode to Yao Huan.

"Little... this Yao family lady, your... your husband who vowed him to die in Hongdecheng?"

Yao Huan shrank his shoulders and endured the pain, but in fact he had clearly heard the reason why the old butler Yang Weng reported to Zhang Jie.

She could actually understand the language of people in this world.

In addition to some tips of the tongue and short onion words, Yao Huan doesn't seem to be laborious to hear the gentle words of the young doctor, his aunt's cheerful reprimand, his strict questions from the old general Zhang, and his concise description of Butler Yang.

However, she didn't dare to speak, or she didn't know how to speak. From the accent she expressed to the content she expressed, she was panicked and unsure.

It seems that although she traveled through the body of this ancient girl, she did not fully integrate into her consciousness and memory.

But only the three words "Hongdecheng" mentioned by Zhang Jie suddenly turned into sharp swords, making her heart feel sad, even more so than the serious injuries that filled her head.

In an instant, Yao Huan couldn't control himself, from sob to grinning.

He held her aunt and stared at Yang Weng, the old housekeeper of Yao's house, and his anger was extinguished in his eyes.

"When Mr. Yang reported the whole story to the Grandmaster, he felt pity for Huanniang in his words. I think he was an old servant, and the slave in the hands of the master's house, so how could he control the evil woman? He could only watch Huanniang get on the Xiche."

The aunt muttered for a moment and nodded at Butler Yang, indicating a limited reconciliation.

When Yao Huan cried again, his aunt reported to Zhang Jie, "Mr. Zhang Dashui, this Yang Weng is a servant of my brother-in-law's family, and he can also watch my niece grow up. What he said is true. My brother-in-law is a branch of the Yao family in the north. Although he is a clerk, an old friend has served in the Western Army. My niece and the son of the military master have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they have made an engagement early. After my brother-in-law moved to Kaifeng Prefecture, the two families still agreed that when my niece was eighteen years old, they would go back to Qinzhou to marry her. Unexpectedly, in early summer last year, when my brother-in-law was seriously ill, someone from Qinzhou reported that the man and his father were fighting for the city of Xixiahong. "

When my aunt said this, Cangcongyu finger suddenly pointed at the trembling matchmaker who sent her relatives to the trembling matchmaker: "My niece is a kind and kind child. She obviously got her father's promise to keep the rituals for the dead son before my brother-in-law went west and would no longer follow others in this life. You, the official matchmaker, are the relatives of my brother-in-law's vicious second wife. The two wives planned to sell my niece to the Zeng family and cheer for the half-dead medicine jar..."

As soon as my aunt said the last half of the sentence, Butler Yang's face changed.

The matchmaker who sent a marriage to the family seemed to have woken up in an instant, recovered his combat power, rushed forward, and spat at his aunt, "Duh! You shrew are really ungrateful, and you actually spoke in such a way, slandering the grandson of Zeng Shu. The Zeng family has been famous ministers in the national dynasty for many generations. I don't know how much virtue you have accumulated in your previous life to have this high blessing in this life!"

"Stop!" Zhang Jie shouted, like thunder on the ground, scaring the matchmaker to kneel down and dared not speak again.

Zhang Jie is the old general of Lao Yu's military. He can quickly figure out his mind when the battlefield changes rapidly. In today's storm, the characters he talked about were all eloquent, so he had already figured it out completely.

Zhang Jie returned to Beijing from Qinzhou this time, on the one hand, he reported to the emperor about the border defense information of the Western Route Army, and on the other hand, he had to visit his superior, Prime Minister Zhang Dun. And the two senior officials surnamed Zhang were about to discuss during the meeting, not just as simple as fighting the Xixia people.

Zhang Jie never expected that he would get married today when he bumped into Zeng Bu, the grandson of the Zhishumi Order, and it was such a farce that had become unreliable in the street market.

Zeng Bu, the magistrate of the Privy Council, was an important official in the throne. However, the Changsun Zengke was a concubine, born weak and rumored to be unable to do personnel. There was indeed something heard in the Tokyo officialdom, and Zhang Dun also mentioned it to Zhang Jie.

"If a person is abolished, Hehezeng Mansion will hire a woman from a small family but is considered an official family to enter the house. It makes sense to put it in the house of the Changsun's house as a show." Zhang Jie said to himself.

Immediately afterwards, some thoughts flashed through his mind like electricity.

When he looked at the people around him with his head held high again, a layer of tears faintly appeared in Zhang Jie's eyes like a torch.

"Hongdecheng," the old coach choked, "is a name that all the people of the Song Dynasty should remember. The Xia people are rampant in profits and have repeatedly invaded our territory for decades. How can we quit the army without heavy punishment? In the battle of Hongdecheng, our Qinfeng army in the Song Dynasty fought fiercely, and countless soldiers of the Western Xia fled and fell off the cliff. My Song Dynasty had a bloody shame and greatly increased morale. A good man was wrapped in a horse and his beloved swears to keep his integrity for him. Such a affectionate and righteous act, Zeng Xianggong, who was in the Privy Council, how could he turn a blind eye to others and force others to do something? "

When Zhang Jie talked about Zeng Bu's position and words, he deliberately increased his pronunciation, as if he was afraid that it would not be spread far enough in this noisy street market.

Then, Zhang Jie pointed to the official matchmaker and said, "It must be you, who colluded with the Yao family's successor, and deceived the Zeng Mansion! Since you are the official matchmaker of the court, I can control you in this robe of the imperial official. Xu Ye, Zhao Yan..."

Two elite guards named "Xu Ye" and "Zhao Yan" were called, and quickly stepped forward to obey orders.

"Xu Ye, you are now escorting this official matchmaker, Yao's housekeeper and the Xijie team to Zeng's mansion, and telling the whole story. Then I will announce the crime to Zeng Xiang for me, and say that I am old and like to meddle in other people's business. Besides, the husband of the Yao family's wife died in my Qin Feng's army. My military achievements are all earned by these children inch by flesh and blood. How can I let down their widows? Zeng Shuxiang knows that I am the master, and today this girl will not go to his Zeng Xiang's mansion to pay a visit."

"Zhao Yan, you protect Niangzi Yao and her aunt to the place they want to go. If anyone stops the provocation, say the last sentence that I and Xu Ye said was the same as before."

"Here, I understand!"

Yao Niangzi was angry at the quarrel of marriage, and Zhang Laoshuai saved the orphan for justice. At this moment, many of the Tokyo people watching around could even make up for the storytelling topics of artists in the "Water" in the next few days.

It's such a touching and heartwarming drama.

The people who did not cheer after watching the good show were not good citizens, so in an instant, there were applause and cheers, "The little lady is strong" and "Master Zhang is fair" and praise sounded from all directions.

Zhang Jie finally showed the kindness of the elder on his face. He relaxed his eyebrows and asked Yao Huan: "Where are you willing to go? Are you mentally calculating?"

Yao Huan raised his hand weakly and hugged his aunt's neck.

The aunt said happily: "I see you poorly. Today I finally met the great benefactor as the leader. From now on, you can live with your aunt with peace of mind."

Yao Huan thought to myself, where else can I go? As soon as I traveled through time, I was bleeding from the head, and even hugged a chastity archway! Let's pick up someone who looks the kindest to me to join me first.

The guard Zhao Yan, who was ordered by Zhang Jie, had already called a donkey cart passing by to solicit passengers. There were several warm-hearted women in the crowd, and helped his aunt to help him help Yao Huan into the car.

As soon as my aunt finished thanking me, she suddenly remembered something and rushed to the Xiche team, stopping Mr. Yang and said, "Where is Huanniang's dowry!"

Butler Yang was stunned, and then he understood and pointed at the two boxes in the team.

My aunt said aloud: "My mother-in-law is the pearl in her parents' eyes. Although my brother-in-law and sister are not rich and powerful families, there must be more than that for her. Today, take away all the items that were originally her, and calculate the other accounts a little later."

After saying that, he angrily directed the servants who picked up the boxes and put the things on the donkey cart.

Zhang Jie looked at the cuffs of his aunt and identified the oil stains on it. He couldn't help but think that the sister-in-law of the Yao family was a smart and stingy. He thought it was a businessman who opened restaurants in the market. If she hadn't been crying or making a fuss today, her husband's ugly appearance would probably not be able to do it.

A hint of imperceptible sarcasm flashed across Old Shuai Zhang's face. When he turned around and was about to get on the horse, his eyes suddenly fell on someone again.

The young man who bandaged the Yao family's girl's injury and claimed to be a doctor was slowly leaving with the abortion.

"Little husband stayed," Zhang Jie called him.

The young man turned his head and bowed to Zhang Jie with respect.

Zhang Jie's voice was lowered by three points: "You young man, you have done a great kindness today."

The young man replied humbly: "Xie Dashang, the ancestors of Caomin are doctors in the hall."

Zhang Jie smiled coldly and said, "I'm not talking about this. Well, I'm a little older, but my eyes are not blurred, and I sit on the horse again. I can see clearly that when the Yao family's wife crashed into the wooden pillar, you stopped her."

The man said nothing, but lowered his head.

Zhang Jie stared at him and said, "It was a sudden incident. You were just passing by, but you were so quick to react. How old are you? Where are you now?"

The man reported: "Shao Qing, whose name is Jingbo, is twenty-three years old this year. Although my grandfather and father both practice medicine, I hope I can follow the literature. Therefore, Caomin is only proficient in medical skills and is unable to practice medicine to save people. Caomin has a private school, which will teach children from neighbors for the time being. After school, he will study classics and prepare for the scientific examination."

Zhang Jie nodded, was silent for a moment before speaking again: "Mr. Shao, please prepare for the exam with peace of mind, but if you have other plans another day, I, Qin Fengjun, are also a place to seek talented people, and scholars may not have no place to use their skills."

Shao Qing gave a great gift and thanked him, watching Zhang Jie and the guards ride away.
Chapter completed!