novelhk Chapter 353 Brother's Concern
Chapter 353 Brother's Concern
There was a knock on the door.
"Young master, have you rested?" the servant asked outside the door.
Although Jin Miao moved in with them, the Zhang family did not ask him to unarmor him, but he could not go out alone unless Gong Yuanzheng went out. All the errands and messages were done by the servants in this courtyard.
Gong Yuanzheng touched his stomach and felt that dinner had been digested, so he thought it was time for a midnight snack.
He jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom: "What's the matter?"
As expected, the servant said, "Songtao Garden sent someone to say that Master Jiao invited you to have supper at Songtao Garden. The two Masters Xue are also there."
Gong Yuanzheng went there happily, with a servant holding a lantern to lead the way, and Jin Miao following with a sword in hand.
The two courtyards are actually not far apart, but when you are a guest in someone else's home, you naturally have to abide by their rules.
Gong Shangjiao and Xuegong duo were waiting for him in the flower hall.
During these three days, Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Xueming were the protagonists.
When the wanderer returns and his relatives meet, it is not convenient for them to join in the fun.
On the first day of moving into the mansion, Gong Shangjiao and Xuegong went to the main hall to pay their respects to the old men of the Zhang family. After that, they would only go to the main hall's flower hall at dinner time every day.
At other times, it was Zhang Xueming's second brother Zhang Xueting who accompanied them around the city.
He also went out of the city to visit the Zhang family's farm to see the palace servants and guards stationed there, to ask about their food and accommodation conditions, and whether it was inconvenient to enter the city.
Gong Shangjiao did not intend to become a big shot in one go. With the proper arrangements made by the host, he was able to enjoy a leisurely life with Xue Zhongzi and Xue Gongzi, and inspect the market environment at the same time.
"Brother, Brother Xue."
When the Zhang family was around, Gong Yuanzheng was always polite to them even though they were just servants.
As soon as the servant left, he dragged the chair over to sit next to Gong Shangjiao and said, "Brother, did you and Brother Xue take Xiaoxue out for a walk again today?"
Gong Shangjiao looked at him with envy and laughed in his heart: "I went to the East Market."
Mr. Xue took over the conversation and described vividly to Gong Yuanzheng the colorful tapestries, the woolen undergarments, the spices with strange smells, the mercury mirrors that reflected every detail of a person, the crystal clear glass teacups...
Gong Yuanzheng pouted his lips and said, "It would be great if Zhao Zhao and I could go too."
Xue Zhongzi asked, "You and Zhao Zhao are going to continue tomorrow?"
Gong Yuanzheng told Zhang Xueming about the arrangements for the six rooms.
Gong Shangjiao agreed first, "The guest should follow the host's wishes. You can do whatever the Zhang family arranges. The Sixth House is your maternal grandparents' home. You should spend more time with the two elders."
After a pause, he continued, "I have looked at several houses and gardens in the past two days and plan to buy one or two. We will live in Room 6 for a few days and then move in. The house will be in your and Zhao Zhao's name, so it will be convenient for you and Zhao Zhao to move out in the future."
Gong Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't understand why Gong Shangjiao wanted to buy another house, he didn't think Gong Shangjiao would harm him, so he agreed.
When he got back, he asked Zhang Xueming: [Zhao Zhao, what does brother want to do? ]
Zhang Xueming had just finished his midnight snack and didn't plan to work late at night. He rubbed his neck and looked up at the beams: [He was afraid that the Zhang family was going to let you marry into the family and change your surname, so he wanted to use you to remind me not to let you down. The world is ignorant and has many criticisms of sons-in-law.]
Gong Yuanzheng was determined to marry her so that they could always be together. It didn't matter to him whether it was marriage or marriage into the wife's family, or whether he needed to change his surname.
The inheritance of Zheng Palace and the continuation of bloodline are meaningless to him.
Even though he got along relatively well with other people in the palace under Zhang Xueming's manipulation, there is still a difference between giving timely assistance and adding icing on the cake.
In the entire palace, the only person he cared about was Gong Shangjiao.
As for the criticism, it is nothing more than spreading rumors.
After ten years, he had learned to ignore what irrelevant people said.
[Brother, you are worrying too much. I am willing to marry into the family. Zhao Zhao, if I agree to marry into the family, will the Zhang family let us get married this month?] Gong Yuanzheng asked expectantly.
Zhang Xueming choked: […What do you think? The marriage of the young master of the Zhang family is a major event for the entire northern region. Half a year is already very rushed. If it is shortened further, the noble families will accuse me of being rude.]
Gong Yuanzheng kicked the quilt a few times in disappointment: [Forget it.]
He asked about marriage in the North, and Zhang Xueming got excited and said, "Here, couples can divorce if they are not compatible..."
Gong Yuanzheng reacted and immediately burst into a sharp explosion in his heart: [What did you say?! What is possible?! What divorce?!]
Zhang Xueming accidentally dug a hole for himself and felt a headache: [Don’t worry, that’s because the couple is not getting along…]
[What if you get tired of me someday, can you use this as an excuse to throw me away?! ]
【Nonsense, I can't bear it. 】
Zhang Xueming had a bitter face and spent half the night saying nice things and making a bunch of promises before he finally coaxed this ancestor.
I was so tired that I fell asleep before even entering the study space.
……
In the study room in the main courtyard, the third old master sat behind the desk with his eyes slightly narrowed.
Zhang Xueming's adoptive father Zhang Wenling sat on the armchair near the window, drinking tea silently.
Zhang Xueting, Zhang Qiu, Zhang Tong and several people dressed as servants stood in the middle of the study and took turns to report on their observations of the duo of Gong Yuanzheng, Gong Shangjiao and Xuegong.
After they finished talking, the Third Old Master twisted his white beard and said, "So, the Palace Gate Master is not a person who is eager for quick success and instant benefits, and he also thinks highly of my brother... Wait a few days, he is really good, you can arrange a meeting with him."
The "you" he was referring to was Zhang Wenling.
Zhang Wenling responded.
The Third Old Master waved away the others and warned his son, "The matter of the two children was not decided today. Zhao Zhao has finally recovered to her current state. Don't make trouble for the children just because you can't bear to part with your daughter... Do you hear me?"
Zhang Wenling agreed in person.
When Gong Yuanzheng went to Zhang Xueming's Longxiyuan in the front yard and entered the pharmacy, he stood at the window and smiled brightly at Zhang Xueming in the study opposite.
Zhang Wenling suddenly appeared outside the study window, blocking Zhang Xueming's figure, and smiled amiably towards Gong Yuanzheng.
Gong Yuanzheng's smile froze, but he still had to bow: "Uncle Ling, good morning."
Zhang Wenling nodded and smiled, "The scenery here is nice, I came to take a look. Yuanzheng, just focus on your own business, don't pay attention to me."
Gong Yuanzheng felt a little guilty because of the double meaning in his words. He had to talk to Zhang Xueming in his mind while picking out the herbs to grind and prepare them.
Zhang Wenling didn't look at the laboratory table in the pharmacy, nor did he look into the study. He just stood in the middle with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, pretending to be deep, waiting for Zhang Xueming to call him in.
How could Zhang Xueming not know her father’s character?
She asked the maid who served the pens and ink to bring out a grand master's chair for him, and asked him through the window: "Dad, do you want me to bring a flower table over to serve you tea and snacks?"