Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 744 Please sink the hook

This made Qinmei laugh, and said softly: "Don't worry, girl, I'll fetch it for the girl."

"Then you go first." Thirteen Niang smiled, and pointed to the direction of the courtyard where Huan Ziyu lived: "I'll go to the fourth brother's place first, and you quickly send me the big characters."

Qinmei answered yes, and turned to the other direction of Yonglu, while Thirteen Niang walked lightly to Huan Ziyu's residence.

Huan Ziyu's courtyard is not much worse than the big study, it is also a big house with three lights and two shades, an ancient locust tree in front of the porch covers the sky, and there are stone tables and chairs in the shade, and a chessboard is carved on the table.

However, the most eye-catching thing in this courtyard is the small pool led by a bend of running water. There are many rushes planted beside the pool, and there are swimming fish in the pool, which is very elegant.

Because of this piece of cattail grass, this garden is also called "Puyuan". It is a rare large garden in the whole Huanfu, and even the "Wuyuan" where Huan Zicheng lives is not as good as this place.

The handsome figure of Thirteen Niangs walked leisurely beside the cattail grass, and it took only half a stick of incense to go back and forth.

When she left, Huan Ziyu, with a warm smile on his face, sent her all the way to the gate of Puyuan, watching her go far away under the shadows of trees on the ground, before returning to the house.

As soon as he returned to the room, he immediately waved his hand: "Come here, please go and invite Mr. Zhang."

A handsome boy ran down, and not long after, he led a man in a green robe into the courtyard.

The man in Tsing Yi had a dark face, ordinary facial features, his only pair of eyes were very bright, and his movements were calm and graceful, but it neutralized his lack of appearance.

This person is Huan Ziyu's disciple Zhang Wuyong, who was chosen by Huan Daofei himself for the youngest son.

Huan Ziyu was standing by the porch, when he saw Zhang Wuyong coming, he smiled, "Mr. Zhang is here."

"I'm late." Zhang Wuyong flicked his green robe and walked over unhurriedly, "What advice does Shang Shulang have?"

Huan Ziyu served as Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and Zhang Wuyong called him by his official title.

"I just want to chat with you, sir." Huan Ziyu said, with a careless expression, looked up at the sky, and flicked his sleeves: "Forget it, it's boring at home, let's go outside and talk, I've already asked someone to come Xiao Jiuchuan prepared the fishing gear, so he asked the master to play with me on the hook."

"A day like this is really suitable for fishing." Zhang Wuyong looked up at the sky like him.

The sky is gray and blue, covered with a thin layer of clouds, and the leaves of the locust trees are shaking in the wind, but it is a good weather for going out.

Half an hour later, there were two more people in Xiaojiuchuan's Yixiqing Bourbon.Both of them were wearing thin bamboo hats, making it impossible to describe their appearance, and between the two of them, there was a big bamboo basket for fish.

Zhang Wuyong looked sideways at the bamboo basket, and said with a smile, "Shang Shulang is going to catch enough fish and go back to add food to the cook?"

Huan Ziyu laughed, patted the bamboo basket, and smiled emotionally: "I really want to, but it depends on chance."

"The so-called chance is one part determined by nature and nine parts by man." Zhang Wuyong stretched his fishing rod into the water with a calm expression, and fixed his gaze on the fish swimming in the water. "Shang Shulang perseveres, and opportunities will always come."

"I'd rather wait, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wait." Huan Ziyu said with a frown, and slowly put the fishing rod into the water.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, the stream jumped, splashed on the back of the hands in twos and threes, slightly cool, and Huan Ziyu's voice also seemed to be tinged with coolness, slightly cold: "I'm afraid my father will not let me go to the Dragon Boat Festival banquet." gone."

"Shang Shulang's actions last time really hurt Lord Sikong's heart." Zhang Wuyong adjusted the position of the fishing rod, picked up the small teapot next to him, poured a small cup of tea, and took a sip slowly.

Huan Daofei was one of the three princes, and he was Da Sikong. Zhang Wuyong was not a servant of the Huan mansion, so he was named as an official.

After hearing his words, Huan Ziyu showed a wry smile: "Sir, do you think this is my original intention?"

Zhang Wuyong put down the teacup, raised his hand to straighten his robe that was blown by the wind, and said: "I know that this was ordered by Mrs. Lu, and Shang Shulang had no choice but to do it. However, Shang Shulang In the court hall, the court hall should be the most important thing, and I don't think it is necessary to pay attention to the affairs of the back house."

The smile on Huan Ziyu's face became more and more bitter. He pressed the fishing rod under the jade town stone, and sighed: "Sir, don't forget, I have a third brother who is not inferior to me. He and I are the same The same mother, and my aunt treats him more kindly than me."

Lu Shi has two sons, and Huan Zijin is not much worse than Huan Ziyu. The only difference between the two is that Huan Daofei prefers him, but in Lu Shi's heart, he dotes on the first-born Saburo even more. Huan Zijin.

Or rather, Huan Zijin put more effort into Lu's body than Huan Ziyu.

"Shang Shulang is also in a dilemma." Zhang Wuyong's expression was a little emotional, but he soon became serious again, and said seriously: "However, Shang Shulang still needs to distinguish between primary and secondary. Mrs. Lu will favor Sanlang again." , and it is not as good as Lord Sikong to Shang Shulang. I offered time to Shang Shulang because I hoped that you would tell Lord Sikong about this matter."

"I know it." Huan Ziyu became a little irritable, and rubbed his face with his hand: "It's just that my third brother and a few cousins ​​are always envious of me, saying that I'm the only one loved by my father, so they take the lead in everything." .After hearing this kind of talk a lot, I always want to show off my talents and make them look at me differently. After I got advice from Mr., I didn't keep my mouth shut for a while, so..."

He couldn't speak any more, and lowered his head angrily.

Zhang Wuyong sat calmly, only the wind blowing the green shirt, the hem of the robe fluttered: "Shang Shulang doesn't have to be like this. The thing has already happened, just write down the lesson, as for the remedy, it is also necessary."

Huan Ziyu picked up the fishing rod dejectedly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "There must be a remedy, but the threat cannot be ignored."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Zhang Wuyong, curled his lips and said: "Third brother is nothing to worry about, sir, is that what you mean?"

"Yes." Zhang Wuyong nodded slightly: "The name of the Huan family is known all over the world. The name of Qinghuan is far better than that of Duke Huan. Shang Shulang must not lose the big because of small things, and forget who the real enemy is."

Huan Ziyu's complexion quickly darkened.

"That's why I asked my husband to go out and talk." His voice became cold again: "Recently, my father deliberately distanced himself from me, and put his eldest brother in front of him. I can find out very little news. Fortunately, Thirteen My sister is very close to me, and she is usually favored by my father, today she came to chat with me, and I got a piece of news out of her mouth."

When he said this, he lowered his voice, but his tone became extremely solemn: "I heard that my father is going to find a job for my elder brother. Mr. Zhang must have heard the phrase 'beautiful appearance, for Sanqi'." .This is a tradition that has come from the great Chen Dynasty. Most of the Sanqi Langs are Lord Meilang. And the one my father wants to find for the elder brother is San Qi."

(End of this chapter)