[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

Chapter 36

But not long after they got married, there was already a call letter to their door.

Zhang Jia took over the post sent by the concierge to the inner courtyard familiarly, but before he opened it, someone beside him whispered: "Madam, this is for the Fourth Young Madam,"

Zhang Jia's hands stopped, even though he had expected it, he couldn't help being surprised.

Good guy, how impatient should be.

The eldest young lady at the side looked at the post for a while, thoughtful, but she didn't know what she was thinking.When he came back to his senses, he immediately blushed in embarrassment when he saw Zhang Jiashi's eyes.

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Jiashi asked with a smile.

The young lady's face seemed to be even redder. She sat silently on the spot without saying a word. After a while, she whispered: "This is fate, and I don't complain."

Zhang Jiashi glanced at her, couldn't help being unhappy, but didn't want to say more.Even if the eldest young lady has always been dull and unable to speak, which makes her dissatisfied, as long as she is not stupid enough to do some stupid things, she doesn't bother to explain some things to her.

What she said was really outrageous. The implication was that marrying the eldest son of the Fucha family would be her fate?

The young lady is from a good background, not to say how good, but she is always from a prestigious Manchurian family. Zhang Jia thought she was an only daughter at the beginning, so it should have taken a lot of effort to cultivate her, and she is polite and dignified. The daughter-in-law of the eldest son is not necessarily bad.

At the beginning, Zhang Jia didn't care too much, let alone seeing his son's daughter-in-law for the first time, and he had no experience.When King Fujin of Yujun talked about this marriage, she only took a cursory look, and she was indeed a dignified man, and it didn't matter if his appearance was a bit mediocre.At that time, Fu Heng hadn't grown up yet, and the eldest son Fu Qing was still the next patriarch of the family. Zhang Jia thought that the clan wife should always be more dignified, even if she was pedantic, it was fine.

Unexpectedly, after Xilinjueluo entered the door, she was dignified but dignified. She was more conservative than her old woman at a young age, and she was stubborn. The most frightening thing was that she was more upright than smart, and Zhang Jia spent several years trying to teach her out. , but then Li Rongbao changed his mind and wanted Fu Heng to take the lead, and Zhang Jia didn't bother anymore.

Fortunately, Xilin felt that Luo Shi was a little blunt, but he had no bad intentions, even though he was a little unwilling, he finally saw it now.

Zhang Jiashi put the post aside with a smile, and motioned to the big girl beside her to send the post to the east courtyard.

"It's really caring, but it's a pity, Fu Heng took his wife to Zhuangzi, and he's not in Beijing now, so let's go back like this."

"Yes." The butler replied.

"That child, who seemed heartless before, now cares about his wife very much," Zhang Jia said in a good mood, "I prepared things early when I returned home, and I can't even choose Yongshou again." The thorn came out, and now he brought it to Caiwei Zhuangzi, it seems that he still likes it."

Xilinjueluo smiled: "How can a man not like such a beauty? If the daughter-in-law is a man, I'm afraid she will be on top of her heart."

Her smile was a bit bitter.

Zhang Jia glanced at her, knowing that Fu Qing had recently taken in a beautiful concubine, and the eldest and young lady felt sad, so she comforted her and said: "In any case, you are the only one who can accompany him, those are just unworthy people. Why should you care about it? The eldest son has not had a child for several years, so you should reflect on it with Fu Qing."

The eldest young lady was poked at the weak point in the center, so she could only respond bitterly.

Suburbs of Beijing.

The Fucha clan owns several real estates outside of Beijing, which cover a vast area and are distributed in a variety of shapes, each of which has its own purpose.

At the end of April, in the second ten days of spring, the little lotus is first exposed.

There are hundreds of hectares of ponds in Caiwei Zhuangzi, where lotus flowers are planted everywhere.

Now the season has not yet arrived, the flowers have not yet opened, but the huge lotus leaves are in the shape of a ball, crowding the water surface full of spring scenery.

The weather is getting warmer, the water surface is green, and the water is still cool, but the climate on the water is pleasant and cool.

The day was just right, the sun was shining on the surface of the water, and it was slightly golden, and the water in the pool was clear, reflecting the carp swimming in the water.

Deep in the lotus leaf bushes, a small boat suddenly appeared.

Standing on it was a tall man, wearing dark blue arrow sleeves, the sleeves rolled up, holding an oar with one hand.

He exerted a little force, and his bare/exposed arm muscles tightened, instantly outlining tight and explosive lines.

On the other side of the boat, there is a girl, no, she is already a young woman now.

She was wearing a light blue Han-style skirt, her hair was loosely pulled into a bun, unlike the usual meticulous combing of her hair, two hairs fell on the side of her face.Leaning against the side of the boat, she raised her head slightly, seeing that the sunlight was a bit dazzling, she raised the round fan in her hand and covered her forehead.

There is a picture of a beauty embroidered on the round fan, with a skirt and a bun, a dress of a beauty from the south of the Yangtze River.

"This day is a bit full."

When she opened her mouth, she lifted her fingers clinging to the handle of the fan slightly, and the fan bone rested on her forehead, and the round fan was lifted from below, revealing a hibiscus face.

There are only some faint traces of makeup and powder on the face, and two fingers are spotted on the red lipstick, other than that, the face is almost plain, but it does not look gloomy.Cheeks are plump and rosy, and the skylight and Yingying pool water are reflected on the face, shining with crystal jade.Under Dai Mei's black and white autumn pupils, with black and thick eyelashes, and straight nose, she is so beautiful, she lacks the usual dignified dignity, and has more of a daughter's playfulness.

"You are the one who wants to go boating. It took me a lot of effort to find this boat." Fu Heng stood at the bow of the boat with a little sweat on his forehead. He held the small paddle with one hand, and the other hand With his akimbo on his waist, he looked at her and said.

Shi Chun looked at him from under the fan, his eyes were crooked with a smile, and the thick eyelashes met at the end of his eyes: "I'm angry," she said, "I'm just kidding, besides, I'm telling the truth."

She sat upright, there was a small table in the boat, on the table was a teapot and many kinds of delicate snacks, she picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea: "Sit down and rest, it's not easy to get out of it."

Fu Heng smiled helplessly: "Don't you think the sun is getting brighter now?"

Shichun put down the round fan in his hand: "The weather finally got better. This is the first sunny day since we came here. It's so boring just playing chess in the shade and then going ashore. I've seen it all. It's noon now. Naturally, the sun is poisonous, so if we wait a little longer, it will be better. The ants in the backyard have been climbing to the heights, and the rain can't stop these days, and it won't be sunny for too long."

Fu Heng sat down and picked up his teacup: "What if it's cloudy later? Could it be that we're just here to get caught in the rain?"

Shi Chun moved to his side, lowered his eyes and carefully put down the rolled-up sleeves for him, buttoned them up, then took out a handkerchief from the sleeves, raised his head and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you bring a tarpaulin? It's raining on a lone boat, what a mood, then we'll hide in, light the candles and make another plate. Here, there is still half a pot of Biluochun. Although it is cold, it has a special flavor. "

Fu Hengshun lowered his head to let her wipe it, while holding her arm slightly to prevent her from accidentally going to the side of the boat: "I can't say no to you, anyway, it's up to you, as long as you are happy."

"I'm happy." Shi Chun took back the handkerchief, picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth: "You are so busy, and you still bring me to play on Zhuangzi, I am naturally happy."

This mung bean cake is not very greasy, much lighter than the dim sum on the table.

Shi Chun stretched out his hand and placed the plate in front of Fu Heng: "I haven't eaten lunch, and I have to work hard, so I will make it a little bit."

Fu Heng agreed, but continued to drink tea without touching the plate of mung bean cakes.

Shichun knew that he was thirsty, but drinking too much herbal tea is not good, not to mention that he woke up early in the morning to talk about today's boating, not only lunch, he didn't even eat breakfast, a big man, it's impossible not to eat.

But it's no use talking to him.

She raised her eyebrows, but still stretched out her hand, picked out a piece of snack, squeezed it in half, and handed the half piece to his hand.

Fu Heng paused, glanced at her, pulled the corners of his lips helplessly, and nodded at her: "I see."

Shichun looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Fu Heng put down the teacup in his hand, took the snack from her hand, and stuffed it into his mouth in one gulp.

"Slow down," Shi Chun was startled, and quickly raised the teacup to his mouth: "How do you eat this?"

Fu Heng swallowed and took a sip of water.

It’s just half a piece of dim sum. The dim sum of rich and noble families always wins with exquisiteness. In addition, the Fucha family is a family of generals, so they eat quickly. Otherwise, will there be time for you to chew slowly on the battlefield?

Shi Chun also thought of this. In fact, Fu Heng is not bad. He has never been trained in a military camp. Zhang Jia has been training him according to the six arts of a gentleman since he was a child. Fu Heng is usually a gentleman. Forgot, he was born as a general after all.It's just that I'm hungry today, and it's probably more to make her happy.

Let's say her husband, Fucha Fu Heng, was born with the appearance of a jade gentleman, and he looked like a golden and jade handsome man raised by a rich and noble family, but he just picked up a knife and gun, but his temperament completely changed.The tall and slender body, taking off his clothes, is full of shocking muscle lines. In the bed at night, although he is already extremely gentle, but due to the natural predatory traits in the bones of a person like him, Shichun has felt more and more. I can't stand it anymore.

She changed the subject: "We should go back tomorrow, it would be outrageous if we don't go back, we should go to the palace to thank you."

Fu Heng said: "I know, it's about the same. The sister in the palace sent the news that the emperor intends to let me go directly to the household department after returning to Beijing. You can go directly to the Changchun Palace after entering the palace. Now you are the queen's sister-in-law, Gao The imperial concubine dare not do anything to you anymore."

"By the way," Fu Heng seemed to be suddenly curious: "How can you and Concubine Gao have an intersection?"

Shi Chun pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course it happened when I entered the palace for a draft."

She saw that Fu Heng was interested. Anyway, he was aware of all the previous plans, so she told him everything before and after entering the palace without hiding anything.

Fu Heng laughed, a rare and carefree laugh.

"So, your life in the palace is really lively. If you talk about who is the most troublesome among the beautiful girls, it should be you, but I think it's funny. Before the empress, the empress praised you for your dignified behavior many times. Disqualification. Thinking about it now, they were all deceived by you."

Shichun had nothing to say.

After Fu Heng laughed, he turned serious and asked her: "Since you don't want to stay in the palace so much, you don't want to be bound within the walls of the cannibal palace, but now Fucha's house is also a deep house. , I'm afraid you can't be quiet, do you regret it?"

Shi Chun didn't answer his question, but said: "I heard from the old butler of Zhuangzi that the Fucha family also has a mansion in Hangzhou, and they all say that Suzhou and Hangzhou are better than countless people in the world. I will take a vacation next year. Would you like to take me to see it? "

Fu Heng was not persistent on the last question, he said: "Okay."

"Not only that, there are endless snow-capped mountains outside the pass, and there is an old mansion under Changbai Mountain. Next winter, I will take you back to the old house to play in the snow; there is a Woyuan horse farm in Gansu, which raises thousands of Hequ horses, and then I will take you back. , you pick the one you like and bring it back to the capital to raise it; we also have a summer resort in Chengde. Although it is not as majestic as the Li Palace, it is exquisitely designed and lives by the mountain. There are almonds planted there. You can make more almond dew and send it to my mother. , Er Niang has bad eyesight in recent years, and she doesn't leave the capital very often; if you don't mind, I'll take you to eat donkey meat and fire. The cook was originally the imperial cook of the previous dynasty. Reluctantly, every time he visits Rehe Palace, he will look for it in his humble clothes; have you ever been to Mongolia? The Naadam there is very lively, and the Mongolian warriors are different from our style, rough and heroic. When the time comes, I will take you there and bake it for you A sheep..."

Shi Chun listened quietly and blinked.

"Okay," she said suddenly, "I'll wait for you to take me there."

She turned her head and smiled at him, with a peaceful face, but it seemed that something lit up her expression: "I was born in Beijing, and I have traveled the farthest in my life. I went to Hebei with Ama on business when I was young, but even so , I was also left in the station all day, and I have never seen what the streets of Hebei are like. Fu Heng, I am very happy."

Fu Heng blinked, looked at her, and suddenly looked away.

"I just don't want," he said in a low voice, "I'll let you be trapped in Fucha's house for the rest of your life, just like Er Niang, always going back and forth with noble ladies in Beijing, wasting time and wasting your talents."

As early as the night of New Year's Eve, he felt sorry for her, but he couldn't help her.

He had never felt so powerless in his life.

But since fate played tricks, God put her life in his hands, he was her husband, and all the sorrows and joys of her life were controlled by him, so she could only rely on him for her fate.

He just wanted to make her happy, let her live more freely, and let her live more alive than those walking dead.

He wants to prove to his sister that people are not powerless to control their own lives. Rules can bind people's bodies, but they should not allow their spirits to be kidnapped.

His Fucha Fu Heng's wife shouldn't be unhappy.

In his opinion, those receptions and visits between back houses bored him. A man stands upright and should make contributions to protect his family. If he gains fame and fortune through these methods, then what is so great about it.

"Look! Silver koi!"

Shi Chun's voice rang in his ears, Fu Heng saw her looking down from the side of the boat, worried that she would fall, and held her waist.

Shichun looked at the koi in the water.

When she returned to her room that afternoon, she drew a picture of boating.

Rockery and clear water, a light boat with lotus leaves, a chessboard in the boat, and teapots and cups scattered around.Outside the small boat, there are countless koi carp swimming towards the light boat.

"What about us?" Fu Heng saw it when he returned to the room, and asked casually.

Shi Chun was tidying up his book case for him, categorizing the scattered war books one by one.

She didn't look up when she heard the words, and her hands didn't stop: "Of course, I'm home."

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