Flowers on the other side [Comprehensive Red House]

When Zhang Zan said this, there were other people in the room.Immediately after his words came out, he showed an expression of shame that could not be concealed.He was a little at a loss and stood up hastily, losing his usual calmness and self-control.

"My lord, I have to go to the Imperial Academy. Yes, I have to go to the Ministry of Rites."

"go Go."

Zhang Yushu waved his hands helplessly.well!What is it all about.Life is going well, why is the prince suddenly having trouble with the woman's feet? !Foot binding, foot loosening and so on are women's business, okay? !If you are a good prince, why don't you think about the country's major affairs? !In vain, when I was building water power and curing the Yellow River last year, I supported the prince.

This is obviously a big deal and a small thing, and there are no completely separated children.snort!To be experienced.

Of course, Zhang Yushu, as the prince's master, has also lectured for him for ten years, so he is qualified in private to talk about the prince's pending experience.

But Zhang Yushu thought about it, and began to worry again.If the prince really got those erotic poems, those scholars who were ordered by the prince to share the "goodness" of binding their feet would be insulted, and I don't know if they would have to throw or take poison.

No, I have to prevent this from happening.The majesty of the crown prince cannot be violated!Then, it must be that no one writes poems and songs praising the "goodness" of footbinding.

Yes, just do it.He made up his mind instantly.

He thought about it for a while, and when he made up his mind, he looked at the stunned colleagues in the room and pretended to warn them helplessly.He said: "This time the Empress Dowager's decree is different from the edict of the Tai/Zu in the early years. If no one does it, it will naturally become a waste of paper. Now the Empress Dowager's decree is for the family members of the official family. Let it go, I think there is no one in the official family who would dare to stand up and disobey Yizhi. The crown prince is a filial prince, and he wants to target individuals who dare to confront the Queen Mother Yizhi and who are in office. Don't meddle with anyone Go in and write this kind of poems and songs. If there are any before, search them out and burn the manuscripts.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at his colleagues in the room who hadn't recovered from their senses, and shouted sharply, "Don't you want to bind your feet like women?"

A few people were awakened by his stern shouting and questioning, repeatedly expressed their disapproval, and then rushed out in a panic to deal with their old poems.

Not long after, the conversation between Zhang Yushu and Zhang Zan, as well as the attitude of the head of the academy, spread throughout the Imperial Academy, and quickly spread to every corner of the court at an extremely strange speed.

Zhang Ying returned home, went straight to the back house with a sullen face.At this time, the eldest son and others must be in the wife's room, ready to have dinner together.

Seeing him coming back in a hurry, his children and grandchildren stood up to greet him, and Mrs. Zhang also stood up to greet him, "I'm waiting for you for dinner."

Then let the servant girl fetch water and help him wash his hands and change his clothes.

When Zhang Ying came out after changing clothes, she noticed that there seemed to be fewer people in the room.He looked intently, and what was missing was the eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law.

"Where are the daughter-in-laws?" Zhang Ying asked his wife.

"The eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law are all letting go, so they won't come over for dinner for a while."

Zhang Ying was stunned, he never knew that his two daughters-in-law also had their feet bound.

"Well, then let's eat." He nodded and sat in the middle.

The old couple, three sons, two grandsons, and one granddaughter had dinner together.But Zhang Ying didn't know much about it, so he felt awkward, and when he was almost finished eating, he realized that it was because there were two older sons at the dinner table.These two married sons do not eat with him on weekdays.

Putting down the bowl, he called his two eldest sons, Zhang Zan and Zhang Jue, to follow him to the study.

"Jichen, tell me about the Imperial Academy." Zhang Ying's voice was flat, neither happy nor angry.

"Father," Zhang Zan has been an official for more than ten years. As the eldest son, he was smart when he was young, hardworking in his studies, and prudent in his old age. He has always been a role model for his younger siblings.Moreover, he won the number one scholar early, and what he did in the Hanlin Academy and the East Palace is also remarkable.Therefore, before his father, he has always been very talkative.

"Father, my son thought about it over and over again, and felt that His Royal Highness's proposal, to reward those men who use poems and songs to praise footbinding, um, is a man who writes about footbinding as a good thing, and shares the benefits of footbinding with women. This, son I feel that it violates the principle of acting aboveboard.”

Zhang Zan paused, waiting for his father and second brother Zhang Yu to digest what he had just said.

"Father, my son has let this word out first. Although it violates the prince's instructions, it also makes those who say that footbinding is good and can't let it go, have lingering fears, especially the Ministry of Rites, the Imperial Academy, and the Imperial College. If there is no In the early days of scholars, to recite poems and compose odes, to praise the benefits of footbinding, those people in the countryside will not be able to achieve great things after all. Let them be free first."

Zhang Zan looked at the silent old father, and his second brother whose eyes were rolling. He held back for a while before speaking again.

"Father, my son believes that His Royal Highness must act in the way of an upright gentleman in order to be able to obey the courtiers and make the people sincerely believe and sincerely believe in it. Father, the son has already written a book, suggesting that saints and princes, whoever is an official or an official, should The family is not allowed to have anyone with feet bound. Those who have already bound their feet must let go of them. Follow the example, and this footbinding will gradually end."

"As for the prince's words of 'reward him and his wife, share the goodness of footbinding', the son decided to admit it himself, the prince must not be flawed. It was the son who did it himself, and pretended that it was what the prince said."

Zhang Ying stared at his son with wide eyes.In his own conduct, he has always followed the rules, never being paranoid and reckless, he must stand up and act according to etiquette.Now that the eldest son acts like this, he is betting on his character and future.

"Jichen, if this matter fails, your official career will be completely ruined. Even if this matter is achieved, you will have to bear the 'notoriety' of 'pretense' for the rest of your life."

"Father, the son gambles—the sage has no other prince to inherit the throne except the prince; the son gambles—the prince will definitely say this, but he joked."

"Juchen..."

Zhang Ying didn't know what to say.A few days ago, it was my favorite daughter, whose life was hanging by a thread; then it was the prince, a student who had been innocent in the past, turned black; today, it was the eldest son who I had always relied on, desperate to gamble.

"When did you submit the book?" Zhang Ying was expecting, hoping to intercept it.

"Before my son goes to the Hanlin Academy."

A basin of ice water was poured down from the head, cooling Zhang Ying thoroughly.

"Forget it, your wings are stiff now."

Zhang Ying slumped on the chair, she became old in an instant, and lost the look of Zhang Xiang and Zhang Taifu.

"Father," Zhang Zan stood up, lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of his father's knees. "Father, don't be sad. It's the son who is not good. The son has disappointed you."

Zhang Ying looked at the eldest son kneeling in front of her.I only got this son when I was 30 years old.The joy at that time is especially vivid in my mind.He patted his son on the shoulder, "Get up, being a father is not as good as you. When doing things for a father, he always looks forward and backward; when dealing with people, he also upholds that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water; I have never had the courage to put everything in one basket like you; nor have you In this way, I want to learn from the fate of the Dragon. His Royal Highness chose you, and you also chose His Royal Highness. Since you have done it, follow the Crown Prince to do well. From now on, we father and son are just colleagues in the court. Do you understand?"

"My son understands."

"Okay, get up."

Zhang Zan kowtowed to his father, stood up silently, returned to the original chair, he did not sit down, looked at his grey-haired father, choked up with guilt, and couldn't speak.

Zhang Ying knew in his heart that the eldest son had already made a choice, so he ignored the eldest son and said to the second son instead:

"Heng Chen, Qiu Wei of this department, because my father miscalculated the timing and didn't allow you to take the exam. After three years, my father expects you to win three yuan in a row. Do you understand?"

Zhang Jue got up, took a step forward, saluted with both hands, and bowed in response: "Father, my son understands."

Zhang Ying nodded and asked the two sons to go back to their yard.

Zhang Zan went back to his yard and saw the eldest son playing with his younger sister in the yard.

"Daddy", the two children rushed over.

"Good boy," Zhang Zan bent down and picked up his daughter.He lowered his head and asked his ten-year-old son.

"Zhaoer, have you finished your homework today?"

"It's done. The second uncle has already seen it. Dad, mother's feet hurt, so she should lie down quietly, and don't want my sister to make noise. Let my son take my sister to play in the yard."

"Well, play with your younger sister. Go to bed with the nanny earlier, okay?" Zhang Zan instructed his son, and then coaxed his daughter.

The little girl agreed tenderly.

"Daddy is going to see your mother."

Zhang Zan put his daughter down and told her to listen to his brother.Then he went into the room and went to see his wife.

The curtains of the bed had fallen, leaving only a small oil lamp.Everything in the room was in half-light.The strong smell of herbs filled the room, and rushed towards Zhang Zan, enveloping him instantly.

Zhang Zan walked to the bed and stood in front of the bed curtain for a while, listening to some heavy breathing inside, he knew his wife was not asleep yet.

"Miss, have you had dinner yet?"

After waiting for a while, a dull, gritted answer came from the tent, "No, I don't want to eat."

The husband and wife have been married for more than ten years, and their relationship is very strong.

"Lan Ying, are you okay?" Zhang Zan asked worriedly.

After a while, a suppressed cry came from the tent.

Zhang Zan felt pain in his heart when he heard it, he took a quick step forward and parted the curtain of the bed, "Lan Ying."

The wife in the bed immediately covered her face with her hands, "Go out, don't look at me, go to the study and sleep."

"Lan Ying," Zhang Zan looked at his wife who was choking with tears, but tried his best not to think of his wife, "Lan Ying, the servant girl can't hold you, it's better to take care of you for my husband at night."

Zhang Zan didn't get an answer from his wife. He saw that his wife's lips were chapped, sighed, and brought water.

"Come on, Lan Ying, drink some water first. This is not something that can be cured in a day or two. You don't eat or drink, and if you get sick again, what's wrong with you. Come, drink some water first."

Zhang Zan helped his wife up, coaxed, persuaded, and fed half a glass of water.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yeah. The doctor's envoy, the nurse, broke off the toes and fixed them with board straps."

Zhang Zan sucked in a breath of cold air. Is this to break the bone and grow it again?He felt even more distressed.

"Why don't you let it go?"

"Do not."

Zhang Zan watched his wife grit her teeth fiercely.

"It's so easy to get the Queen Mother's order now, if I don't take the opportunity to let it go, I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future."

Zhang Zan wiped his wife's sweat with a cloth towel. It was already autumn and she was still sweating profusely.He reached out to touch his wife's underwear, which was drenched with sweat.

"Change your clothes so you don't get sick."

"I don't want maidservant, mother-in-law, see me like this."

"Okay, let me change it for you."