Uncle from a poor family

Chapter 157: Both are in-laws (asking for monthly tickets)

After seeing Shen Lu off, Zhang Luan came to the study in the east wing and saw Zhang Yanling sitting at the desk by the window writing something.

"Get up, get up, you are not in a hurry."

Zhang Luan showed a certain degree of urgency at this time and asked, "It's almost the ninth day of the lunar year. If Concubine Wan doesn't die, will your sister's marriage to the palace be impossible?"

Jin was originally preparing to go into the house to ask the father and son what had happened, but when she heard this, she lost her grip on the wooden basin in her hand and almost dropped it to the ground.

Even so, the water spilled half of his body.

"Women, don't come and join in the fun."

Zhang Luan had no place to vent his anger, so he could only yell at his wife who had lost her composure.

Jin felt a little aggrieved. As she cleaned up, she said, "What happened out of the blue? Wasn't the child's marriage already settled? Why is there still a problem?"

Zhang Yanling quickly stood up and helped his mother deal with her soaked clothes while comforting her: "Mom, you don't have to worry too much. In fact, you don't have to take this matter to heart...

"The Imperial Concubine Wan is seriously ill in the palace. The old emperor doesn't want to hold a wedding for his son during this period of mourning. Isn't this in line with the thinking of ordinary people?"

"Huh!? That's not right. Didn't you say you wanted to get married?"

Jin asked in surprise.

Zhang Yanling shook his head: "The current situation is that Concubine Wan, as the person involved, is unwilling to do so, and the emperor must consider his wife's opinion. In terms of her status in the eyes of the current emperor, Concubine Wan is far above the crown prince."

"That...that..."

Hearing this, Jin said reluctantly, "I originally thought that marrying into the palace was a great thing. How can a father and son hold grudges overnight? Now it seems that even the crown prince is not favored, let alone the crown princess. Who knows what kind of suffering our daughter will have to endure in the future!
"But then again, isn't Concubine Wan just a concubine? As I said, when the emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem, how could he ignore his own son for a concubine? Is there really such a cruel father in the world?"

Zhang Luan shouted coldly, "As a woman, you shouldn't ask about the affairs in the palace... But what Yanling said to you is absolutely right. As long as Concubine Wan is still alive, even if our daughter marries into the Eastern Palace, she will be in trouble... Maybe the crown prince will become a prince, and the title of crown prince will be given to someone else."

Jin couldn't help but feel a little nervous after hearing this, and asked, "Then...if Concubine Wan dies, will the prince's position be secure?"

"more or less."

Zhang Luan told his wife what he had learned, "It is said among the people that Concubine Wan killed the prince's biological mother and even wanted to get rid of the prince, but she never found the opportunity. As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. Seeing that Concubine Wan is seriously ill, in order to avoid future troubles, will she let the prince live a good life?"

Jin said with a bitter face: "A noble concubine with a prominent status in the palace, and the emperor values ​​her very much, even if her condition is a little serious, with so many imperial doctors who are considered masters of medicine consulting her, how could she die so easily?"

Zhang Yanling said with a smile: "Mother, you know that Concubine Wan is actually nearly sixty years old this year, right? She is seventeen years older than the current emperor.

"Think about it, it's not surprising for an old woman in her sixties to get sick.

"Besides, if the imperial physicians' healing skills were really as mysterious as folk legends say, the nobles in the palace wouldn't have died one after another at the age of 40 or 50, and some even died at birth. It shows that the imperial physicians' medical skills are not that great, and it can even be said that many of them are mediocre... They don't even dare to prescribe slightly risky medicines for their patients, and the patients suddenly die after a while!"

"what?"

Jin's face was full of surprise. She seemed to find it hard to understand how the imperial physician, who stood at the top of the medical profession, could be as terrible as her son described.

Zhang Luan said angrily: "Alright, alright, no matter how good other people's medical skills are, they are better than yours! Let's stop here for now!"

Then he shouted at Jin: "My daughter is still the Crown Princess, and I am also the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. I should know my limits. If you continue to nag, believe it or not..."

Seeing that her husband seemed really angry, Jin quickly packed up the wooden basin and turned to leave.

After Jin walked away, Zhang Luan sat down slightly dejectedly, shook his head and sighed: "Yanling, I hope everything is as you said." ...

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The father and son discussed for a long time whether Concubine Wan should live or die.

After noon, Zhang Heling staggered into the house and shouted from a distance like a drunk: "I am the emperor's uncle, and from now on I will be Zhang the emperor's uncle! Ugh..."

Then he lay down in a corner of his yard and vomited all over the floor.

Jin heard the noise and ran out. Seeing her son drunk, she frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Then Zhang Luan and Zhang Yanling appeared in the front yard.

Zhang Heling's face was flushed, his eyes were sleepy, and he could hardly open his eyelids. He squinted his eyes and said, "Mom, I'm going out to drink. I'm a man now!"

"You bastard bastard!"

Zhang Luan shouted.

When Zhang Heling heard this, he shuddered and looked up blankly, seeming very curious. How come his old father was at home in broad daylight?

Didn’t you stay out last night?
When did you come back?
Zhang Yanling walked over and looked at Zhang Heling, who was lying in a pile of mud. He grinned and said, "Brother, who did you drink with? You are so drunk. Did you drink fake wine?"

"What does this little brat know?"

Zhang Heling had a strange drunken smile on his face, and there was a trace of blood on his lips. "I was drinking with the people from Uncle Zhou's family. They heard that my sister was going to be the Crown Princess, so they insisted on treating me to a drink. After I finished drinking, they sent someone to send me back. They were so impressive, and they always brought more than a dozen followers with them when they went out. I want to be like them in the future."

Zhang Luan picked up the broom beside him and was about to hit his son.

This time, Zhang Yanling blocked it with his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Luan felt angry when he saw his youngest son trying to stop him, but his anger eventually subsided a little.

Because he was afraid of accidentally hurting this precious baby, and if something else happened, the second child in the family would have to get back in step with the eldest child, and then the Zhang family's revival plan would seem to be over.

Zhang Yanling explained: "Dad, didn't you hear what my eldest brother said? It was Uncle Zhou's family who invited him to drink... This is considered normal social interaction. If you don't go, can't my eldest brother go on behalf of our family?"

Zhang Luan threw the broom directly on the ground and said with a pout, "What Uncle Zhou? I don't even know him."

"With big brother paving the way, won't we get to know each other in the future?"

Zhang Yanling smiled and introduced, "Uncle Zhou, as the name suggests, is the brother of a noble in the palace, more specifically, the maternal family of Empress Dowager Zhou. Big brother, is it the Qingyun Marquis's family or the Changning Earl's family who invited you? And who specifically invited you? Older or younger?"

Empress Dowager Zhou had two younger brothers, Zhou Shou, who was promoted to Marquis of Qingyun in the 17th year of Chenghua, and Zhou Yu, who was promoted to Earl of Changning in the 21st year of Chenghua.

Zhang Heling looked confused, probably because he was still drunk. After thinking carefully, he said, "They call that man Marquis. He is quite mature."

Zhang Yanling nodded and said, "That's the Marquis of Qingyun... In the future, our two families will have to visit each other. After all, we are both relatives, and the Queen Mother Zhou personally chose my sister to be the Crown Princess, so the relationship between our two families is pretty close."

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