Wei and Jin Cooks

  Chapter 16 Blessed

   Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and leaned over, "What did you say?"

  Fu Tinghan tilted her head slightly to avoid her gaze, "It's nothing."

   Zhao Hanzhang looked up at him and frowned when he saw that his ears were thin and red, "Professor Fu, is your wound serious? Do you have a fever?"

   "No," Fu Tinghan turned back to the Hu stool and sat down, changing the subject, "I haven't corrected my accent yet, so I can't speak. What excuse do we have to find an excuse to practice elegant language together?"

   Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and said, "I'll do this, you just nod your head when Fu Zhongshu asks your opinion."

   "Fu Zhongshu?"

   "It's your grandfather now," Zhao Hanzhang glanced at Fu Tinghan, who was at a loss. "You should have it in your memory. This is the Western Jin Dynasty. Your grandfather Fu Zhen is now the middle school supervisor of the Da Jin Dynasty. Our two families are discussing marriage."

  Fu Tinghan looked strange, "Me and you?"

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

   Fu Tinghan murmured, "It's quite a coincidence."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "It's quite a coincidence."

  Fu Tinghan was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and he opened his eyes uncomfortably, "You..."

   He was about to ask something when the housekeeper trotted in, "Mr. Dalang, Lord Lang is back."

   Fu Tinghan looked at Zhao Hanzhang.

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "I'm going to meet Fu Zhongshu."

   Fu Tinghan got up and followed.

   Zhao Hanzhang turned to look at him when he saw this, "Are you going too?"

  Fu Tinghan didn't speak, just nodded.

   Zhao Hanzhang did not refuse, and asked the maid to carry her to the front hall.

  Fu Zhi just came back from Zhao's house, and when he entered the door, he heard that there were guests at home. The king's eldest son, Siniang, and Zhao Sanniang came to see Fu Changrong.

Fu Zhen is an elder, and even if he has friendship, he is also with Wang Yan, and he is not familiar with his children. As far as he knows, Chang Rong and Wang Xuan are quite different in age, and they are not people who play together. It was said that Fu Changrong's return to Beijing was not passed on by accident, even some relatives and friends didn't know about it.

   I wondered with my toes why they came.

  Fu Zhi went directly to the main hall, but did not see Zhao Sanniang.

  Wang Xuan was sitting cross-legged under the window, drinking and enjoying himself, and said to his younger sister, who was in a hurry, "You've been around for half an hour, aren't you tired?"

   "It's been half an hour, you said why they haven't finished talking yet?"

"Isn't this very good?" Wang Xuan was very happy, "It's not good if it ends soon, the longer they talk, the more they have a good impression of each other, the husband is affectionate, the woman is interested, and the family is interested in marrying Qin and Jin. The location is right and the people are so touching, why are you not happy for others?"

  Wang Siniang stepped onto the table and sat down opposite him, "But Fu Changrong hurt his head, and I don't know what will happen in the future, and how can he compare to his brother?"

   Wang Xuan coughed violently, the already spicy wine made his throat even hotter, and it took a while to stop coughing, "You, please stop messing around."

   "Brother, if you don't get married, you really won't be able to find a good daughter-in-law. Although you are good-looking, talented, and have a good character, you are getting old, and Sanniang just dislikes you for being old."

  The corners of Wang Xuan's raised mouth fell, and he said solemnly, "I'm mature, who told you that I'm older? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand style."

   was bickering, and out of the corner of his eyes saw the person who came in, Wang Xuan got up quickly, tidied up his sleeves to meet the door, bowed and saluted, "Fu Zhongshu is well."

  Fu Zhen stopped and smiled slightly, "It's the prince of the Wang family, don't be too polite, sit down in the room and talk."

   His eyes swept across the room, only the servants were around, and he couldn't help frowning, "It's a rudeness at home, I couldn't entertain the distinguished guests properly, come here, make tea and refreshments again."

   Wang Xuan hurriedly said: "It's the boy who came uninvited, I'm rude."

As they were talking, another person came to the front hall. Fu Zhen looked out the window and saw Zhao Hanzhang sitting on the chariot at a glance, while his grandson was walking beside the chariot with a smile on his face. I don't know what Zhao Hanzhang said. , he raised his head and smiled at the other party, the sunlight reflected on his face, almost as white as jade in the sunlight, and his whole body exuded joy.

  Fu Zheng was taken aback for a moment.

   He and his grandson hadn't seen each other for five years. Goodbye this time. When the person brought him back, he lost his breath for a while.

He doesn't know how he spent the past five years in Chang'an, and what kind of hardships and hardships he went through from Chang'an to Luoyang, but since he woke up, he has been silent, neither happy nor angry. A feeling of anxiety, as if wanting to leave here.

   It was the first time that Fu Zheng saw such a pure smile on his face.

  Fu Zheng's heart slowly settled down, and he pondered. If he went to his old friend to talk about marriage at this time, he wouldn't be beaten up, right?

  Fu Zhen thought and got up with a smile.

   Zhao Hanzhang was carried in, she was busy to salute, but Fu Zheng hurriedly stopped her, "Sanniang doesn't need to be too polite, come here quickly, carry Sanniang to the couch and sit."

   Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly stopped, "My leg injury is not very serious, I can barely walk now, how can I be so rude in front of my elders?"

   Everyone declined, and finally Zhao Hanzhang helped Ting He's hand and moved it to the mat. Because she had a leg injury, Fu Zhi asked someone to bring a low stool and put it on the mat for her to sit on.

  Fu Tinghan consciously sat down on the other side, and he sat down. Seeing that everyone turned to look at him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Hanzhang suspiciously.

   Zhao Hanzhang lowered his voice and said, "This is your grandfather's seat, you sit across from me..."

   Fu Tinghan got up, turned around and stood opposite her.

Fu Wei smiled awkwardly at Zhao Hanzhang, "Since Dalang was injured, there have been some problems with his memory, and he can't remember many things, so the rules and etiquette are also a bit worse, but don't worry, his brain is fine. , these can be relearned.”

   should be no problem, I was able to listen to Zhao Hanzhang just now...

  Fu Zheng turned around and asked Wang Xuan to sit down too, he sat down on the main seat.

  Wang Siniang sat behind Wang Xuan's side, and winked at Zhao Hanzhang under the cover of his brother's body.

In front of the    elders, Zhao Hanzhang was very serious, just pretended he didn't see it.

   She said to Fu Zheng with a stern face: "I saw Fu Dalang-Jun in the melee at the city gate before. I thought it was a slap in the face, but I didn't expect that it was actually Fu Dalang-Jun coming back."

She glanced at Fu Tinghan on the opposite side and said, "This is also our fate. Unfortunately, I also hurt my head. I lost my memory before, but I slowly recalled something in the past two days. I heard that Lord Fu Dalang is also suffering from the same disease. , I don't know if Fu Zhongshujie doesn't mind the two of us being treated together, maybe we can get better faster."

  Fu Zheng laughed until his eyes were bent, and quickly said, "I don't mind, I don't mind." As long as your grandfather doesn't mind it, it's fine.

  Fu Zhen glanced at Fu Changrong, and only felt that this grandson was blessed. He and Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "How are you going to treat it?"

   Ask for recommended tickets, ask for monthly tickets, ask for various tickets

   See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)