Jincheng flower hour

Zhuang Yang woke up from his dream and sat on the couch. His hair was disheveled and he was wearing a white singlet. His figure was thin and elegant, and he looked like a woman from behind.

"Jiro?"

Hearing noises from the next room, Xijuan came to check and found that Zhuang Yang had woken up.

At this time, the sky had just dawned, the house was silent, and the rest of the dealer was still asleep.

Last night, Zhuang Yang returned in the early hours of the morning, escorted by Han soldiers, and those who accompanied Zhuang Yang back also had a lot of belongings.

Xijuan is a well-behaved servant, she is not easy to inquire, but last night Erlang's face looked quite tired, and there was no surprise.

Last night, I heard that Erlang and his elder brother said that these were gifts from the King of Han to Erlang, because Erlang repeatedly made wonderful tricks during the Battle of Linqiong.

"Small silk, bring water and a towel, and I'll wash my face."

Zhuang Yang raised his head, his face was sweaty and pale.

"Yes."

Withdraw the fine silk and go downstairs to fetch water in the yard.

Zhuang Yang tidied up his hair and changed his clothes. He took out the belt hook under the pillow, his fingers trembling slightly. He didn't remember what he dreamed about, and it seemed to be related to Ah Hong.

Once the war is over and the peace returns, the uneasiness in his heart will emerge, perhaps because he and Hiro are about to part, and he cares too much, cares too much.

The thin silk came to serve Zhuang Yang with a cloth towel from a water basin, and Zhuang Yang took the wet towel to wipe his face.The well water was warm when it was brought up, but after passing through the courtyard and climbing the stairs, it gradually cooled down, and it was extremely cold in this early morning.

When Zhuang Yang thought of the banquet, the King of Han looked at him with the same cold eyes.

In the Battle of Linqiong, it may not be a good thing to show off your talents, but at least the people of Linqiong escaped the flames of war, and their families got a huge fortune.

Zhuang Yang didn't ask for much, but this huge fortune was unexpected, and it happened to be able to help his family and husband.

Since Zhuang Bing's shop was burned down, the wealth of the dealer was also burned. The dealer's life is decent, but not rich.

After Zhuang Yang finished washing, the sun was bright outside, and the voices of his nephew and sister-in-law came from the courtyard.Standing in the window, Zhuang Yang looked in and saw his nephew A Yuan flying a kite in the courtyard, with his sister-in-law following behind.At the side, Zhuang Lan supported Zhuang's mother and walked in the courtyard. Zhuang's mother's legs and feet are not very good, her memory is relatively poor, and she needs someone to take care of her.

These days, the home is peaceful and peaceful, which is really comforting.

Zhuang Yang went downstairs to find Zhuang Bing.All the belongings sent last night were locked in the cabinet, and the key was in Zhuang Yang's hand.The cash drawer was originally managed by Zhuang Bing, but it had been empty for a long time.

The Cloth Market in Jinguan City hadn't been built yet, Zhuang Bing couldn't stay idle, and went out from time to time to gather with his merchant friends to inquire about business news.

Early this morning, the food in the kitchen was not ready yet, and Zhuang Bing hadn't left the house yet.

Zhuang Yang entered Zhuang Bing's room. Zhuang Bing was keeping accounts. Seeing Zhuang Yang coming over, he greeted him: "A Yang, you came home last night, why don't you sleep more."

After moving to Jinguan City, each of them was busy, and the conversation between the two brothers gradually decreased, but there was still a sense of intimacy.

"I'm thinking about something, brother, I want to move back to live in Zhuli."

Zhuang Yang needs to discuss this matter with Zhuang Bing. The elder brother is the father, and he hopes to get his elder brother's approval.

"Under the tent of Gongzi Hong, don't you behave well? How could you suddenly have such an idea?"

Although he is a businessman, Zhuang Bing firmly believes that this younger brother is talented and will have a great future in his official career.

"Young Master will return to Chang'an with the King of Han in a few days, I will not go with him."

This was something Zhuang Yang would never do, nor could he do. Once Liu Hong returned to Chang'an, the connection between them would be cut off, and they would never meet again.

Zhuang Bing put down his pen and thought for a while. He couldn't figure out some things, and he didn't want to question Zhuang Yang. For example, why Wei Chuan took Zhuang Yang as a hostage in exchange for Wei Jia; And abandon their own future in disregard.

"If you go to Zhuli by yourself, how can I rest assured? I heard from Alan that it is barren and there are only three or four families left in the village."

"Besides, Ayang, you should get married too. If you really want to live in the past, you should first find a woman from a good family to marry, and then we will go there together. There will also be someone to take care of you."

Zhuang Yang was twenty and had already reached the age of marrying a wife. When Zhuang Bing mentioned it to him, he always refused.

"Brother, I will never marry a wife in this life."

Zhuang Yang bowed his body and saluted, his words were calm.

Zhuang Bing looked at Zhuang Yang silently, and some scenes passed through his mind. He is a capable businessman. As the elder brother of Zhuang Yang, he watched Zhuang Yang grow up. Fan's outrageous words were definitely uttered after careful consideration, and he also knew that he had never been close to women, so there seemed to be something hard to say.

"What if I force you to marry?"

Zhuang Bing thought of a possibility, which was a very shocking thing.

"That is to harm a woman from a good family, and it will make me feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Zhuang Yang knows what he wants and what he doesn't want. He listens to his heart and can see his future life.

"Since you have made up your mind, then you can go and talk to Grandma in person."

Zhuang Bing always loves his younger siblings and doesn't like to suppress or persecute them.Now, Zhuang Yang has a lot of property, and he can live a prosperous life in Zhuli.But Zhuang's mother's pass is not easy, no matter if she is not married, or she has to live in Zhuli alone.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang's mother agreed to live in Zhuli, she likes Zhuli.As for how Zhuang Yang told her about the marriage, Zhuang Bing didn't know.Zhuang Bing watched Zhuang Yang and Zhuang Lan come out of Zhuang's mother's room, they were talking in whispers, Zhuang Bing felt that Zhuang Lan had something to hide from him.

The king of Han gave Zhuang Yang seven bolts of brocade, a box of pearls and jade, and a box of gold cakes, eight pieces of gold cakes.

This is a huge fortune, the pearls and jade are exquisite, the gold cakes are heavy and thick, and the price of each piece of brocade is enough to cost the family for several years.

Zhuang Yang felt that he had merit, but it was not enough to get so many rewards. Zhuang Yang felt uneasy in his heart, and thanked him repeatedly last night.But the king of Han obviously didn't allow him to refuse, just saying that it was what he deserved.

For some reason, Zhuang Yang remembered that when he was in Chang'an, he returned the money gifted by Liu's mother, which was used to repay Zhuang Yang's kindness.

There is a feeling that the kindness is over.

Zhuang Yang handed over the brocade to his elder brother for these properties to be used for his household and for his elder brother's business in the future.As for the eight gold cakes, Zhuang Yang intends to give them to the husband, which is what the husband deserves.

It was Zhou Jing who suggested that Linqiong could win without a fight, and Zhuang Yang dared not take credit for it.

Putting on his belongings and riding in a carriage, Zhuang Yang went to Zhou's residence.

Zhou's house is huge, most of the houses collapsed, and weeds spread in the courtyard. There are rumors among the neighbors that this house is haunted.Zhou Jing lived there with a book boy as if nothing had happened.

The carriage stopped outside the courtyard gate, and weeds were overgrown outside the courtyard. Obviously, since Zhou Jing was dismissed, few people came to visit Zhou Jing.Jinguan City is being ruled by the King of Han, and Zhou Jing is a criminal minister, out of taboo in the past, he dare not come to the door.

Zhuang Yang got off the car, stood outside the courtyard and called out, "Is sir there?"

Soon a school boy came out and led Zhuang Yang into the courtyard.

Weeds and wildflowers grew and spread in the courtyard, and even the stone steps and earthen walls were covered with flowers and plants, completely left alone, no wonder it was called a haunted house.

The book boy took Zhuang Yang to the backyard. Unlike the front yard, the backyard was quite clean and tidy, and there were even traces of repairs on the wall tiles.

At this time, Zhou Jing was plastering the wall, holding a tool for plastering the wall, with his sleeves rolled up.Seeing Zhuang Yang coming in, Zhou Jing hurriedly washed his hands, tidied his clothes, and received Zhuang Yang.

It's been a while since Zhou Jing was thin and his clothes were loose, but he was in good spirits and his eyes were still as clear as before.

"Ayi, come here and help Mr. paste the wall."

Zhuang Yang summons Ah Yi, who is good at repairing houses.

Ah Yi happily took the tools and was busy under the broken wall with the book boy.

"Ayang, I heard that in the battle of Linqiong, the king of Shu was killed in Qiongshan Mountain, and Gong Zihong made an appointment with Linqiong's rich and wealthy to not disturb each other."

Zhou Jing sat down and talked with Zhuang Yang under the bare peach tree.Zhou Jing didn't stay at home, he could also inquire about the news, he was very concerned about the Battle of Linqiong.

"That's right, thanks to the teacher's teaching."

Zhuang Yang saluted, he felt deeply aggrieved for his husband, the Han army conquered the land of Shu, and his contribution was enough to make him a marquis, it shouldn't be like this today, but looking at his appearance, he is not regretful or depressed.

"I didn't participate, I just said a few more words."

Zhou Jing waved his hand, he mentioned the Battle of Linqiong not to claim credit, but for a matter.

"A Yang, I heard that Wei Chuan is dead, why did he die?"

"The subordinates rebelled, as if he died in a mutiny. The young master buried him in a mulberry forest on the outskirts of Linqiong."

Zhuang Yang knew that Wei Chuan's death was a heavy matter for Wei Jia, after all they were father and son.

"Sir, have you met General Wei?"

"I heard that he was a warrior in the Western Camp, so he can survive."

Zhou Jing's words were flat, he had seen him from afar, he could hardly forget that scene, but he was powerless.I thought the King of Han would kill him, but someone pleaded for mercy.

Zhuang Yang couldn't ask any more questions, he only knew that the Han soldiers did not treat the captives ill, but the hard labor was very hard.

During the conversation between the two, Ah Yi easily repaired the wall, and asked Zhou Jing if there was anything else that needed to be repaired. Before Zhou Jing could speak, the book boy said that there was a window in the study that was crumbling.

The book boy took Ah Yi into the study, only Zhuang Yang and Zhou Jing were left in the backyard.

Zhuang Yang took out a colorful lacquer box, handed it to Zhou Jing, and said: "The King of Han credited me with the credit for conquering Linqiong, and presented a large amount of gold and silk, which should belong to the master."

Zhou Jing looked at the lacquer box, but he didn't touch it, and said calmly: "How can I take credit for it, besides, if you want to help me, I still have money around me."

"Sir, please be sure to accept it, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

Zhuang Yang saluted, speaking eagerly.

"Ayan, you have something to hide from me."

Zhou Jing didn't need to open the lacquer box, but he also knew that there were gold cakes in the box, one could buy land and houses, and there were probably eight pieces in such a box.

"Sir, I will move back to live in Zhuli."

In the future, Zhuang Yang will not be able to visit Zhou Jing often, and even the two of them will not see each other several times a year.

"I thought you would stay in the county government."

Zhuang's family is all in Jinguan City, why did he leave alone?

"It's good to collect rent in Zhuli and live a leisurely life."

Zhuang Yang smiled slightly, this is the life he likes, not to mention the world is peaceful, there are no bandits and heavy taxes to disturb.

Zhou Jing didn't say anything else, he guessed it was because of Gong Zihong, that's fine, he didn't want to see this student suffer in the future.Imperial power is a sharp knife that can strangle those around it.

On this day, Zhou Jing couldn't refuse the gold cake that Zhuang Yang gave to Zhou Jing, so he had to take one and refused to take it again.