Shengshichun

Chapter 371 Honey Balls
"Do you think it was Lian Yang?" Yang Yi began to think, "Duan Ruo died at the hands of Min Zhi last year, so he was still alive seven years ago and was still sitting in the rear commanding Dayue to launch the war.

"And Lian Qing, as his mighty general, was the commander-in-chief of the Dayue Army. Lian Yang had high hopes and was indeed in the camp at that time.

"If he wanted to sneak into Dazhou at that time, there was no chance."

Fu Zhen heard this and asked, "Have you seen him?"

Yang Yi shook his head: "He is very low-key in the Lian family. After all, he is a secretly fostered prince. It is impossible for the Lian family to push him to the front. Most people only know that there is such a young master in the Lian family and have never seen him. Pass."

Having said this, he raised his head slightly: "Actually, as long as we can identify the people of Dayue, we can basically be sure that they are the remnants of Dayue's gang.

"It doesn't matter which one of them it is."

Fu Zhen agreed: "So, with the current crisis in Dongzi, we have no reason to stand by and watch."

Yang Yi looked at her: "What else happened last night?"

Fu Zhen paused angrily and glanced at him: "What do you think will happen?"

Yang Yi looked down at his tea cup: "I'm not a god, how could I know?"

"The revelation of King Yan's life experience means that there is no longer a true prince in the palace. How do you think the Queen should make a decision?"

Yang Yi stopped his gesture and looked steadily at Weiyu underground.

He didn't speak, and Fu Zhen didn't speak in a hurry. It wasn't until she took a cup of tea herself, took a sip of it, and said, "The imperial power has a bearing on the world. No matter what, there must be someone sitting in that position.

"Since you don't want to, then of course the empress will not go against your wishes, so King Yan will still be the prince."

Following her last words, Yang Yi also raised his head. Surprise appeared on his face. He was about to blurt out a sentence, but he swallowed it in the end.

He frowned and put the tea back on the table: "That's fine."

"'Alright'?" Fu Zhen couldn't help but raise his voice, "The heroes and elders of the Manchu Dynasty who helped the Yang family to conquer the country have been allowed to sit in the hands of people with different surnames. Do you think that if this news gets out, everyone will be convinced?"

Yang Yi glanced at her.

Fu Zhen continued: "Not to mention that King Yan was successfully provoked by the bad guys with just a few words. With such a mental city like him, can he really be able to withstand the great Zhou Dynasty?

"At present, if there is no one with outstanding energy and ability to take charge of the big Zhou Dynasty, there is no way to prosper."

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty will always find a way."

Yang Yi walked to the window and turned his back to her.

Fu Zhen also stood up: "We can only place our hope on them, otherwise, what else can we do?

"If it really doesn't work, I will give in after King Yan ascends the throne. However, there are so many capable ministers and generals in the court, and not everyone can be convinced. Who will win the imperial power? Will there be another bloodshed? There are corpses all over the place, so we can only wait until then.”

At this point, she glanced outside the door: "Mother is still waiting for me in front, so I won't talk to Brother Yang anymore. If anything happens later, please feel free to call me."

After saying this, she stepped out of the threshold without further delay, and then walked straight out of the yard.

Yang Yi looked at him until he disappeared outside the door, and then withdrew his complicated gaze.

Mrs. Ning was making tea upstairs. As soon as she set out the refreshments, Fu Zhen came up.

"How is it? How is His Highness's attitude?"

Fu Zhen shrugged, walked up the stairs with her skirt in hand, and then sat down opposite her: "As expected, after fulfilling the rules for more than 20 years, it is not something that can be persuaded with just a few words.

"However, I also briefly talked about the pros and cons. Your Highness is not a confused person. He must know these pros and cons."

"That's fine," Mrs. Ning nodded, "No matter what, let's let each other have a clear understanding first, so as not to delay things. When we really encounter a decision, we won't be in a hurry."

Fu Zhen poured himself a cup of tea, glanced at the mooncakes on the plate next to him, and said, "Have all the mooncakes been distributed this year? Do you need me to go somewhere?"

"All the places far away have been sent away, including these families in the city - General Pei and his wife, I personally delivered them yesterday. The gift lists from the Liang and Cheng families are ready and I'm about to show them to you. Don't think so.

"In addition, the third master and third wife of the Du family often bring guests to our Wanbin Restaurant. This person has been with us for a long time, and he is actually not a bad person. He even told me that their name is Du Mingcheng, who is getting married next month, and they want to hire a cook from our restaurant. In the past, I simply prepared a copy for her.

"If she prepares it here, it's impossible to leave General Du's side. We don't have much contact with General Du's house, but your family is an old friend of the Du family, so you can take me to deliver this gift."

At this point, Fu Zhen had already finished reading the list, and she said without thinking, "I'll send it to the Liang family and the Cheng family as well."

"As long as there is nothing wrong with the list, I will deliver the gifts. Mrs. Cheng treats us well, not to mention the Liang family. I should go and visit in person."

Fu Zhen didn't hesitate, placed the order, and said, "Why don't you see it written for Mr. Xie?"

"He, I don't know if it's rare or not." Mrs. Ning lowered her eyes as she spoke, flicking the charcoal in the small stove with a stick.

Seeing her like this, Fu Zhen smiled and took the pen and paper next to him: "It doesn't matter if he cares about it or not, I'll just send it over. I happen to be free today, so I'll go for a walk."

After she finished speaking, she wrote half a page, called Jin Zhu up from downstairs to explain, and then came to have tea with peace of mind.

Mrs. Ning raised her eyes and said, "This is too much of a gift, it seems very serious."

"They usually give us lots of things. The Hui ink for Brother Jia comes from all directions. There are also specialties from Huizhou. I pick up the fresh ones every now and then. I heard that Uncle Xie came out to serve as an official. Over the years, the number of trips back to his hometown has been very few, and the number of carriages and horses he has sent back in the past six months is probably more than he had in the past ten or twenty years combined. "

Mrs. Ning felt uncomfortable on her face: "Even so, it's not just for me. Doesn't he want to chew it himself? In his generation, the Xie family has the most promising future. His ancestral home Of course, I need to help him more."

Fu Zhen smiled and raised his eyebrows: "I know, it turns out that you are unhappy because I didn't give it to you specially. I will go and tell Uncle Xie later."

Mrs. Ning was so embarrassed that she patted her shoulder: "You're such a weird girl, you know how to talk nonsense. When did I feel unhappy about this?"

Fu Zhen just laughed and didn't argue with her. Seeing that it was getting close to noon, and there hadn't been much business at the Metropolitan Procuratorate these days, I figured Xie Zhang would leave the office on time, so I got up and went downstairs to Xie's house.

However, she arrived a little early, Xie Zhang hadn't come back yet, and Xie Yu was instructing the maids to ride up Jushan.

Compared with the first time he visited, the appearance of Xie Yu's house was really different. It was clean and tidy inside and out, and the maids and women were all performing their duties. It seemed that Xie Yu had learned some real skills from Mrs. Ning.

But she was curious: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why did you just go up Jushan today?"

Xie Yu fanned himself with a handkerchief and said, "Sister, I don't know, I didn't plan to set one up. We are just a father and a daughter, so there is no need to do this.

"But my father told me yesterday that there are elders from Huizhou coming to Beijing, so I have to start organizing. Otherwise, people will think that I have no mother and how miserable my life is."

Fu Zhen also vaguely knew something about the Xie family, so he asked: "Why did you suddenly come to Beijing? Which family's elder is he?"

Xie Yu looked at her: "This is my uncle and aunt."

When Fu Zhen heard this, he said in understanding.

The Xie family came from a scholarly family, and their ancestors had produced several high-ranking officials. Xie Zhang had an elder brother who was a civil servant. He took over the family business and never entered the official position.

Xie Zhang and his first wife had a good relationship at first, but because they did not have a son, Xie Zhang's father, Mr. Xie, was very harsh on Mrs. Xie when Xie Zhang went out to study, known as being unfilial and having three children. He also took it upon himself to take a concubine for Xie Zhang, but Xie Zhang refused and even took his wife back to his post.

As a result, Mr. Xie was so angry that he scolded him for being disobedient and unfilial. Xie Zhang's eldest brother Xie Peng was a filial son. Seeing that his old father was so angry, he naturally blamed Xie Zhang.

Later, Xie Zhang stopped going back, and Xie Yu, who was originally raised by the old lady, was also taken by him.

Therefore, for so many years, Xie Zhang did not return to his hometown unless there was anything important. It is said that he went back to live for a while when his old mother died of illness a few years ago. However, because his old father made his own decision, after he was over, he immediately picked up a school for him in the village. There was another dispute in the room. Xie Zhang was unwilling to give in, so he returned to the capital angrily.

It is said that Mr. Xie is in very good health. He is still walking well in his early sixties. It is indeed sudden that Xie Peng and his wife are coming to Beijing at this time.

Xie Yu said: "My eldest aunt treats me well, but my eldest uncle is just like my grandfather, stubborn and pedantic. I'm really afraid that he will argue with my father again after he comes."

"No way? After all, they are brothers. They come all the way to visit relatives. How come there is a dispute?"

"That's impossible to say for sure," Xie Yu spread his hands, "Before they entered the capital, they were most likely here to persuade my father to renew their relationship. After all, my father is the only one in the Xie family who has no male to continue their relationship."

Fu Zhen smiled and stopped under the willow shade: "We are all family members, so it's okay to care. Uncle Xie has also become famous, so he should consider this life-long matter. What do you think?"

Xie Yu rolled his eyes wildly: "Of course I hope that my father will renew his relationship, but it's a pity that he won't give in. Only a gentle, virtuous, considerate and wonderful person who is good at running the family can move his heart."

Fu Zhen smiled again and said, "I'm afraid this is your conjecture, right?"

"How could it be conjecture?" Xie Yu quickly followed her, "There is no better father than a daughter. How can I not know what my father is thinking? Sister, you -

"Speaking of which, the situations of our two families are quite similar. You see, Master is still so young, so beautiful, and her life is so long. It's not like she doesn't have a reliable person by her side, right?
"I don't know if my sister is in favor or against Master remarrying?"

Fu Zhen looked at her blinking eyes, clasped his hands and said, "I also have to look at people. You also know that your master is beautiful and capable, how can you make do with ordinary people?

"But if there is a man who is calm and reliable, knows his roots, is kind and upright, knowledgeable, and is warm and considerate, I will support him with both hands."

When Xie Yu heard this, his eyes lit up like stars!

"Sister, do you really mean what you said?"

"No lies."

Xie Yu was so excited that he didn't know how to let go of his hands and feet. He just murmured: "God knows, I'm just worried that my sister won't be allowed here... This is really great, great!"

At this point, she grabbed Fu Zhen's arm: "Don't leave today, stay for lunch! I have learned cooking skills, and I will cook for you myself!"

"Hey, you lazy guy, how can you cook by yourself?"

Just as he said this, the slow voice of a young man came from the other side of the rockery.

Fu Zhen turned around immediately when he heard the voice and looked at Liang Zhi in front of him in surprise: "Why are you here? Why are you here?"

Before Liang Zhi could reply, Xie Yu blushed and stamped her foot: "Why didn't you let the concierge report it? I'll deduct his monthly payment later!"

Fu Zhen immediately caught the key point: "'Again'?! Isn't this your first time co-writing?"

Xie Yu's cheeks were already red, and he didn't even have the courage to stamp his feet this time.

Liang Zhi cleared his throat twice, then took two large gift bags from Xiao Si behind him, and handed them to Xie Yu with his chin raised rather arrogantly: "I'm just an errand boy, my sister-in-law asked me to send these. "Hurry up and take it!"

The heavy gift bag weighed Xie Yu's arms down, but the girl still didn't say a word.

Fu Zhen looked at them, then took a deep breath, rolled his eyes, and glanced at Liang Zhi: "Where can you have such an attitude of giving gifts? You don't have the eyesight to send them to the housekeeper? I didn't see that his hands were so wet. Almost broken?"

Liang Zhi cleared his throat again, then took it from Xie Yu and asked Xiao Si to take it away.

A strange air flow surrounded the two of them, transforming the usually careless young general into the straightforward and lovely rich lady, who was as ambiguous as a treacle ball.

Fu Zhen was too lazy to point them out. He brushed the willow branches above his head and said, "How's the review going? What about finding someone in Yingpan Town? Why haven't I heard from you?"

One sentence changed Liang Zhi from a honey ball back to a sweet potato egg. He straightened up, put his hands on his hips, and said in a rough voice: "Lao Qi was watching over at Dali Temple. I took the painting you painted yesterday. Went to Yingpan Town, where Chu Yu Tieying was taken by Brother Qian."

At this point, he suddenly slapped his head and remembered again: "I almost forgot, Tieying went to Pei's house, and he said he wanted to find you."

Fu Zhen wondered: "Why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"

"After he saw the portrait you painted this morning, he suddenly felt as if he had seen a ghost. He pulled him to look left and right, and asked him several times if he had seen the person in the painting with his own eyes? Then he Back to the city in a hurry!"

"..."