Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

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Qiu Ma's frivolous despair is better than the blue-threaded despair ---Mu Xin's "My One after another" "Everyone in the whole family doesn't know that I was born by my aunt, why bother to make troubles all the time, does he want face, or Embarrassing?"

Zheng Qiang wiped her tears, she didn't care, there was a thorn in her heart, and it hurt when poked.

"My mother treats me like my own child, and I have a share of whatever clothes and jewelry the third sister gets. I don't dare to waste a day in the morning and evening, and I get up when I'm sick, so there are people who gossip behind my back. He yells like this, Let me see people in the future!"

Zheng Yu never cared about his concubine, only caring about his own love and dislike. Seeing the fourth sister crying, his heart ached and he didn't know what to do. He hurriedly comforted him: "Who doesn't know that the fourth girl in Qingguo's mansion is beautiful and intelligent, why should you care about her?" Ah, you are not born of a mother."

"What mother, I only have one mother?" It's okay if he didn't say that, but when he said Zheng Qiang, he cried even harder, "I'm the one who picks his sons and daughters, don't you think I'm not?"

"My good sister, I can't speak, don't be angry." Zheng Yu said and slapped himself.

Seeing this, Zheng Heng pushed him outside, "You all go back, don't make trouble here, let us talk for a while." Then she ordered the maids, "Prepare water for Fourth Miss to wash her face."

"Then tell her well, I have no other intentions." He reluctantly agreed, and said to Zheng Qiang, "Fourth sister, I will come to see you tomorrow."

Zheng Zhao walked out of Tao Ran Zhai, it was raining lightly outside, Cui'an and Mi Xia held up a lantern and an umbrella.

"What's wrong with fourth brother and fourth sister?" He stepped on the bamboo bridge, which creaked.

Cui'an and Mi Xia looked at each other, and Mi Xia said in a low voice: "Aunt Feng and Aunt Zhou are both maidservants, Aunt Sun was brought from her mother's house by the wife, and Aunt Zhou was born in the family. Aunts don't deal with it. Aunt Zhou gave birth to a young master, and the master allowed her to be with her, and she was proud of her for a long time. But who knew that the old lady only regarded the second young master as her heart, so the fourth young master was not as fond of the old lady as the fourth young lady..."

This great world is just different people playing the same drama, Zheng Zhao interrupted Mi Xia and said: "Needless to say, I understand."

Mi Xia kept her mouth shut and walked with her head down. She took a peek at the handsome young man beside her, and felt that she was outspoken. No matter how jealous the two aunts were, they lived with the child in the mansion, and her young master's mother was still outside?

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It was half dawn outside the window, and the maids called Zheng Zhao to get up.

It was something Zheng Zhao was used to doing but was extremely unwilling to do. From this perspective, he never knew why those uncles were unwilling to leave the capital.

There is a stream of flowing water in the Gushan Pavilion, and there are thousands of poles and bamboos, but it is located in a remote place, far from anywhere.When Zheng Zhao arrived at the old lady's Jiayin Hall, there was already breakfast in it, and it was all soft and rotten food that the elderly like. Fortunately, grandma didn't like him, so she let him go after a few words.

Turning around the chaoshou verandah, and bypassing several huts, Mrs. Ning's place was already full of people who came to pay their respects, and there were still people coming outside.

"These are the daughters-in-law in charge. Although the two over there are grandmas in the clan, they are from small households. They often come to flatter their wives and elder mistresses. If the young master doesn't recognize them, he won't recognize them." Cui'an accompanied her this morning. Walking with him, she grew up in the Qingguo Mansion since she was a child, and she is very familiar with personnel and affairs.

After greeting the old lady and his wife, Zheng Zhao went outside to greet the master. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zheng Yu coming out dejectedly.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Zhao asked.

Zheng Yu waved his hand and said, "I've been taught another lesson." He pointed to the study room, "There are a bunch of clean men and uncles inside, and my uncle is here, so be careful."

The uncle he was talking about was Zheng Xiang, Duke Xun of the same street.It seems that most people mistakenly think that the two prefectures may be of the same clan, but in fact, the ancestors only knew each other when the country was founded and went to war. It was only after being knighted that the genealogy was linked, and they were called uncles and brothers. The decent clansmen are closer.

Zheng Zhao said: "I haven't seen my uncle yet."

Zheng Yu laughed when he heard this, and said, "Uncle is very handsome, you will recognize him immediately, don't worry about calling the wrong person."

While the two were talking, a young servant came in from the outside and said respectfully, "Second Master, the clothes have been brought. Miss Ningyu told me that the second master's body is more important, don't work too hard."

This is something that ordinary ladies can't say.

Zheng Zhaodao: "Second brother is going to study at home?"

Zheng Yu nodded and said: "I've been scolded for two days, you go in and say hello, I'll go first." He walked outside the door as he spoke, but after taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Brother Yu, please invite you tonight." When you go to a banquet, you should meet some people when you come home, and my friends are not ordinary people, so you can rest assured."

Poetry meeting on the front foot, banquet on the back foot, these brothers and sisters are really brothers and sisters.

Zheng Zhao sighed, at least Zheng Yu was out of good intentions, although it was a bit whimsical for an outsider to integrate into the circle of noble children.He straightened his clothes and walked into the study.

The study room, which can be called the Duke's Mansion, naturally occupies a huge area. The partition is divided into three rooms. The outermost room is for Qing Dynasty guests to do business and chat. Most of Zhen's midday naps are here.

"Brother, this is Zhao'er." As soon as Zheng Zhao entered the door, he heard the master Zheng Zhen and the middle-aged man beside him say.The man had a beautiful beard and bright eyes, and he was instantly recognizable because of his burly appearance.

After Zheng Zhao greeted him, he stood quietly with his hands down and listened to the training.

After a few ordinary words, the master said: "None of your brothers are study materials, and it would be shameful to attack you in prison. I passed your name up earlier. I also extended Zhao Hanlin to be your teacher. Today you Son, go to the Guozijian to order a job, and just get the clothes back."

The master is very fond of his son, especially when the son is still useful.

Exiting from the study, Zheng Zhao walked to the second door, and saw that the horse was ready, and two big men and four boys were waiting for him outside.These six people were called by Ning Shi, and it was the first time he saw them.

"Slave Zhao Gui."

"Slave Qian Fu."

The two big men nodded and bowed to introduce themselves, and the rest of the boys were Pinghu, Danghu, Mochi, and Baichi.Zheng Zhao nodded, and led the people to the Imperial College.

Guozijian is also known as Taixue, and most of the students who study here are from Jujian and Gongjian.The secretary is very familiar with these kind-hearted supervisors, and after three years of working together, he went out to record affairs and become an official.He served tea and invited Zheng Zhao to sit inside, and ordered the servants to run errands for trivial matters, and within half a day the formalities were completed, and they were asked to get their clothes and leave quickly.

Zheng Zhao smiled, and went out without hesitation.

The streets are bustling with people shouting and shouting, and the guises of various shops are fluttering in the wind.He trusts the horse rein, looks at Jinghua, and actually enjoys a little laziness.

The people are running for their livelihood, working day after day, and can only stop when they are old and dead.Zheng Zhao knew that he was not working hard and had no ability to earn a living. If he left the rich family, he would be poor, so he was unwilling to leave the rich family.Qiu Ma's frivolous despair is better than the blue wisps of despair.

"Master." Pinghu called him, his eyes hesitated, as if he had something to say but didn't know how to say it.

Zheng Zhao came back to his senses and asked, "What's the matter?"

Pinghu's face was wrinkled, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I received a letter from Ping'an Lane last night, and was pointed to my house by the last night, saying that the grandma over there is hanging from the beam..."

Zheng Zhao let go of the rein and almost fell off the horse.

The grandma on the other side of Ping'an Lane naturally refers to Yuanshen's biological mother, but he is not Yuanshen. When he heard the news, he was only shocked, and then out of habit, he wondered why?Is it because he is afraid that his son's wings will become hard and he will forget himself, is he trying to win the love of the master, or is he trying to compete with the old lady so that he can enter the mansion?

Seeing the young master's expression changed, Pinghu thought he was worried about grandma, so he hurriedly added: "Grandma is fine, she has been rescued, please ask a doctor to see her, she will recover for a few days."

Zheng Zhao grabbed the reins, turned the horse's head and said, "Go to Ping'an Lane."

Ping'an Lane is in Kanglefang in the northeast of the capital, far enough from the Duke's Mansion and not too close to the Imperial College, so they arrived at noon.Compared with the prosperity of Guogong Mansion, Ping An Lane is more real.

"Isn't this Fu Niang's boy..." The woman who came out to pour water on the side of the road looked shocked.

Zheng Zhao flipped through his memory and said with a smile, "How is Aunt Ai?"

"Okay, okay." The woman said repeatedly, she looked Zheng Zhao's light fur and fat horse up and down, and couldn't help but look curiously, "Fu Niang said a while ago that you were taken back to your home, why did you come back?"

The neighbors in the neighborhood knew that he was taken back to the original house as a concubine, but they didn't know that Fu Niang hanged herself from the beam last night.

"Come back and take a look after receiving the letter." Zheng Zhao said.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she was scratching her head to ask what kind of letter to urge him to come back, but the man in front of the horse made her tremble, so she had to close the door resentfully.

Zheng Zhao let go of the reins, the horse's hooves clattered on the bluestone, and walked towards the familiar yet unfamiliar house.

"Brother Zhao is back, Brother Zhao is back..." a yellow-haired girl saw him and shouted to the door.Zheng Zhao smiled slightly, got off his horse, and saw a graceful and beautiful woman leaning on the door.She doesn't wear makeup, wears an ordinary bun, and wraps wound medicine around her neck, I feel pity for her.

"Brother Zhao." Fu Niang's eyes sparkled.

Zheng Zhao walked up to her, opened his mouth but didn't know what to call her.For him, there is only one mother.It wasn't Ning's, nor Fu Niang.

Fu Niang sensed his hesitation, hugged him gently, and said softly: "Auntie misses you, misses you so much."

Zheng Zhao was stunned for a moment, he guessed many intentions of Fu Niang hanging the beam, but ignored one point.

The yellow-haired girl cried and walked up to Fu Niang, knelt down towards her and said, "If grandma really wants me, she shouldn't hang her head on the beam. Why can she treat me as her own son after she dies? It's all a lie, my mother I died, my stepmother sold me, grandma, you are my brother's real mother."

"I was stupid." Fu Niang cried, tears soaking his clothes.

Amidst the crying sound of the room, Zheng Zhao was sober and out of place. This was someone else's sadness, someone else's touch, he sighed softly.

Mother, I received the plum blossom in front of the window, but no one in the palace will take good care of it like you, and it will fail after two days of blooming.

Mother, my grandfather said that I would be allowed to go home next spring.

Mother, why don't you wait for me?